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/ Well, what's the rest of the pro-
! gram?"
"Fleur and Dolly Alger are COM
ing over to play contract with
Marvin and Mr.. Devos. That set
/ ties them for the evening"
I shouldn't think Pratt would
play bridge, somehow"
He likes it--discipline for the
mind and all that. Takes it very
seriously. Then, too, / think he
was rather smitten with the little
Alger girl last night
Attraction Of opposites," COM
mented Tom. "Of all light-headed
bits of fluff How about the
others?'
Il plan to talk to Mr.. Statlander
that's my main object now"
If he knows anything incrimi-
natins-on himself or anyone else
he can be counted on to resist
pumping like grim death. That
leaves Shaughnessey for me-"
You want to get him before he
knows the shirt is back?"
IF I can. It's my best weapon
to force him to talk if he won't do
it by persuasion"
a slight noise behind them.
L n they both whirled guiltily
around. Very near them, on the
rug which mufled the sound of his
steps-or had he merely approached
them very cautiously?-stood the
mid-westerner.
He made no attempt to hide the
fact that he had been trying to
catch what they said.
Telephone anything?" he snapped.
'No-oh, mol" Linda caught his
meaning. Il was telephohing. It
wasn't an incoming call, Mr.. Stat
lander. Mr.. Pratt and Mr.. De Vos
are to play bridge, you know.
incidentally, Tom, you might see
that the table is ready and get out
fresh cards and other things"
limp! Bridge-bridge- bridge!
If all the time that was wasted
However, that's their affair. I
thought perhaps it was your-er-
medical examiner"
mo, there's no word from him
yet"
Looking decidedly perplexed, Tom
had left her to go into the drawing
room. Linda wondered why the
glance of half -reproach, half-exas-
peration he had cast in her direc-
ton.
Then a flash Of enlightenment
overwhelmed her. OF course-he was
intent on getting over to the garage
and in her anxiety to get Mr.. Stat
lander to herself she stupidity had
forced him to move away from his
post of vantage by the door from
which he could watch until the
coast was clear.
~
CHE sighed as she dropped into
~ a chair. Her stupidity about
Tom oppressed her. Perhaps she
had spoiled everything.
Suddenly, violently, she wished
that Boyle would come - that he
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A.R'.I!!'Q!i'lK
a DAY
BY BRUCE CATION
XXTHAT do you know about Will
w liam TecumSeh Sherman?

W liam TecumSeh Sherman?
Chiefly no doubt, that he made
a very hard-boiled march through
Georgia, and that he remarked
that war is hell. Those two
things are about all that most of us
remember.
But The man was worthy of a
closer acquaintance; and Lloyd
Lewis provides it in Sherman,
Fighting Prophet" a book which
you might bear in mind as one of
the very best biographies Of the
year.
Sherman was man of infinite
contradictions. He loved and SYM
pathized with the south, and he
struck the blow that finally crushed
the life out of the confederacy.
He hated war, but he made war
terrible, with pitiless logic. He has
stood for two generations as a SYM
boil of hatred, to the south, but he
actually tried more than any other
Union general to put Lincoln's wise
plans for reconciliation into prac-
tice.
A defender Of slavery and dis
believer in democracy, he epito-
mixed the crushing triumph of raw
democracy over the southern aris-
tocracy which was based on Slav-
cry. And, as Mr.. Lewis remarks, he
never fully won battle OR lost a
campaign.
We have here a remarkably broad
and complete biography. 1t not only
tells about Sherman; it pictures his
time, and the forces that surround
I'd him, as they have not been pic
tured before.
1t is an extremely good book,
about profoundly interesting char
acter.
Published by Harcourt- Brace at
$3.50, the book is the December
choice of the Book of the Month
Club.
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BY Williams
BY Blosser

crouching low it faced the nearest tusker--
and Pat! For Gods sake shoot quick her
father called. The girl aimed cooly-and waited.
Before the others dared fire. the elephant trumpet
ing shrilly. bolted and Captain Canbys nerve left
him as he saw fearful sight.
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marvellous business executive. but
I didn't realize you we're so many
sided.
Still, person who's efficient in
big things usually is in small ones,
too
He viSibly melted. that's one
way of looking at It'll I'd have been
glad to talk about your case and
that Of your uncle with the doctor,
but there was no chance except
when others were present"
You" she hardly knew how to
phrase it but she wanted to speak
quickly. You thought - about
Cousin Amos Che was my cousin,
not my uncle"
"Ah, yes. The other relationship
seemed more natural with a man
so much older than you. I should
have liked to have been there when
the body was examined. 1t would
have been-very Interestingly"
Ito Re Coutinuadl
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differently at different times Tigers learn BY
experience and have no fear Of man-as man. Old
and wise was this one, and only for single second
did It leave its enemies in doubt as to its actions
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LICENSE WAR SETTLED
Indiana-Kentucky Dispute Ended:
Laffoon Comes to TermA

End Of the Indiana-Kentucky
truck war came Friday. it was an
nounced by Grover c. Carrot, state
police chief
Returned from Frankfort, KY,
where he conferred with Governor
Ruby Laffoon of Kentucky, CARROT
explained that no more Indiana
trucks will be impounded when
found in Kentucky, and will be
permitted to operate freely in that
state by payment of only 81 an
nually for a permit.
Kentucky officials had endeayored
to force Indiana truck owners to buy
licenses of that state and to equip
trucks with speed governors.
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BEGIN HERE TODAY

AMOS PEABODY. elderly cousin OF
LINDA AvERILL, falls to his death from
the second story balcony Of the Averills'
Long Island home Linda reaches him
just before he dies, IN time to hear him
gasp a few words which convince her
he was murdered.
> Linda PUSHES upstairs. Someone tries
TO strangle her and she falls in a faint
There are four guests IN the house
all suspects OF the crime. They are: Mr.
SThTLANDER, business associate Of
TOM AVERTIL; CAPTAIN DE VOS.
handsome Belgian; MARVIN PRATT.
SfmeT sutton Of Lindas; and LIAM
SEAUGHNES5EY Irish writer
When Linda tells her husband what
happened. she persuades him they must
keep these four men IN the house until
they can decide which one is guilty.
There is no evidence sufficient for
Tom and Linda are aided In their plan
when DIR. BOYLE. official medical ex-
hminer, sends word that every one must
remain until he has questioned them
Boyle Is on a fishing trip and can not
return for several hours.
Linda oyerhearS conversation be-
tween Shaughnessey and ROSIE, the
maid. concerning shirt Ros.s has
promises TO lsunder Uater she dis
cofers the towel with which the attempt
ives made to strange her.
She Identifies Il BY sunburn ointmes
which she had rubbed on her shoulders.
Inc towel was in hamper IN stat
lancer's bathroom.
Tom sees Rosie carrying a package
70 Ststlanders quarters and goes 70
have look at that package. He is
now co on WITH THE STORY
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CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT


"ELEUR, you're a life saver. We
Il can't leave here, you see-and
don't want them to be too bored!
You'll bring Dolly? Grand! Make
it as soon as you can and then if
DR. Boyles come meanwhile you
can have your game after he's
through. Thanks awfully. Good-by."
Linda turned to Tom, standing at
her elbow.
They'll come
Try TO keep Fleur away! You
mentioned who would enjoy a game
OF contract"
Don't be cynical" Linda lowered
her voice. Quick Tom-tell me
now what happened"
He looked quickly about him.
Guess it's safe. 1 was stopped
before l had chance to do much"
He hastily told her of the shirt and
Rosie's labored little note.
Heavens, Tom You must get
over there and open that bundled"
of course 1 must. But though
Shaughnessey doesn't seem in any
hurry to go back, he has drifted
out by the kitchen door, could
see his cigaret light there while
you were telephoning-and my ap-
proach is shut off. If we can get
him back in the house"
"Or out on the front lawn"
4 Eyes, that would be perfect.
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John ERICSSON of New York
q designed the Monitor. The
Empire State Building is 1913
FEET HIGH. BABE RUTH has
taken part in TEN WORLD Sc
RIES.
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beast had been practically invisible Sinful
taneously with the native. Captain Candy sighted
the tail-lasing fury and urged his driver to goad
their elephant forward He knew that no two
tigers. behave the same way when encountered.
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4 RIK
a DAY :.
BY BRUCE CATION

IT'S Capitalism Doomed?" finds
l. Lawrence Dennis casting a
gloomy and remarkably clear-sight-
ed eye at the state of affairs in the
United States.
He does not give definite, yes
or-no answer to the question he
poses in his title, but he comes close
enough-too close, perhaps, for COM
fort.
A vastly modified capitalism, he
says, can survive if the government
will impose taxes heavier than any
we have yet dreamed of and use
the money to give purchasing pow
err to the jobless and bring con-
sumption up to the level of produc-
ton.
Failing that, it might yet get by
if the nation got into a good ex-
pensive war-something which he
thinks is very apt to happen.
To be sure, he adds that it is an
open question whether any capital
istic regime can ultimately survive
another great war; in which case
the answer would seem to be, Good
morning, Messieurs Mussolini and
Lenin."
Failing one or the other of those
alternatives, Mr.. Dennis does not
think capitalism can live very much
longer.
Unorthodox and provocative, he
has written book that ought to
cause lot of argument. There will
be plenty of economists to disagree
with him violently, no doubt; but
his book is tremendously interesting.
If you don't mind being Jared
bit, you ought to find the book ex-
tremely worth while. 1t is pub
lished by Harper's and sells for SO.
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an undertone of real contention in
their light talk. Susan tried not
to listen.
Il always like to give you sur
prises!" There was an edge to Mrs.
Health's tone. zone never knows"
Her voice trailed off and whether
unwittingly or not her gaze strayed
to the young girl tipping furiously ct
her desk.
Susan heard Heath say with some
heat that he disliked surprises in
tensely. She thought that alto
gether the meeting was rather odd
for husband and wife who had
been separated for months.
After tactful moment, Waring
slipped away and Susan was sum-
moned to Persons cubbyhole to
help him check some figures.
She grew absorbed in the task and
forgot to notice the hum of voices,
now low a1d rather monotonous, in
the private Office.
In an interlude Pierson inquired
with a jerk of his head, How dye
like her ladyship?"
Susan flushed. "She's very at
tractive."
Pierson drew down his left eye
lid in a grotesque wink. Some
boss, she isl feel sorry for the
old man."
Abruptly he adjusted his express
sion and began ANONYMOUSLY to read
figures aloud. Mrs. Heath was
leaving.
CUSAN heard her name called.
~ Her employer, looking mildly
fiustered, said, you've not met
Mrs. Heath, believe, Miss Carey"
Mrs. Heath looked into space
fraction of an inch over Susan's
head and the travesty of a smile
visited her thin, beautifully nodded
lips. Then she was gone, leaving
drift of expensive, subtle scent be-
hind her.
"Whew! Thank God that's over"
muttered the bookkeeper as the hall
door slammed. I'VE won't have an
other visitation for another six
months"
Susan smiled, feeling a sense of
kinship with the little man. "O'Con-
nell knew how to handle her." Pier
son rambled on, amiably inclined to
gossip. "O'Connell had her number.
Don't" he warned benevolently,
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said over her shoulder. His pale.
ascetic face seemed flushed and an
noyed. IF Macwhig calls from
New York, tell the operator to get
my house after 4 o'clock"
Jack Warning sauntered over to
Susan's desk later.
"Ritzed you, eh?" His keen eyes
under his sandy thatch were smiling,
but sympathetic.
Susan shrugged. II guess so.
What does it matter?" But there
was line of bitterness about her
young mouth.
Child, don't you carei" She
looked up, surprised. at the earnest
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don't let her get your goat, Miss
Carey. You're not married to her
like the boss is. Honestly, the poor
guy has my sympathy"
Susan told herself that Of course
she didn't mind if Mrs. Heath
treated her like the paper on the
wall. Why should she? She didn't
know what the rules of etiouet for
employers wives were, but she
rather thought a more gracious
mood was indicated.
Oh, well, what did it matter? One
snub more or less in a cold and I'M
feeling world!
I'm leaving for the day" Heath
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CHAPTER TWELVE

N1hE / EIk " GLN T.
IT VERY time the telephone rang
IL during the next five days Su-
sans heart raced like wild thing
But as the days passed hope died.
Surely he'll call me just once
again, to say goodby," she thought
Her moods veered from wild ex-
hila1ation to deepest gloom.
At one moment she would be GER
tain that she had been right about
the kinship of feeling existing he
tween herself and Bob Dunbar that
day at the Blackstone. Again she
would be certain she had been COM
pletely wrong.
The fiushes and feyers and chills
of first love possessed her. She
moved like a person in dream.
Aunt Jessie's sharpest speeches fell
on deaf ears these days.
Il declare 1 don't know what's
got into YOU" her aunt would say,
baffied.
Susan scarcely heard her. She
never went out on the street at
lunch hour, never joined the home
going throngs without experiencing
a sudden wild hope that she would
see the face she sought or hear that
deep, remembered voice.
This was the thought that colored
all her days. 1t made even the hot,
tiresome journey back and forth
on sitting street cars endurable.
Today-it might be today, she
would think He would telephone
and finish what he had started to
tell her a week ago.
But at last her dream died That
was the morning Susan read in a
newspaper gossip column, the name
fairly leaping at her from the print
ed page, that Bob Dunbar had sailed
for Europe.
She was so white and still that
morning that even Piersons the
stolid bookkeeper, glanced at her
with something like alarm.
Guess you ate something that
disagreed with you" he remarked.
Susan gave him a look in which
envy and contempt were mingled.
Fancy being so dull and so fortu-
nate, she thought, as to believe life
could be that simple.
But the tiresome little man felt
an honest sympathy for her, if she
only had known it. He was shrewd-
or than she thought and had more
delicacy than she gave him credit
for.
TINE long day wore on. He's
Il gone, he's gone," licked The
clock He didn't even say goodby
to YOU" She went to lunch in q
still daze.
The men and women in the sand
wich shop were shapes in dream
and everywhere, everywhere, boys
and girls seemed to walk in pairs.
In all that busy midsummer noon
day only Susan Carey was alone.
1t was 2 o'clock. After countless
ages it was 3. She typed steadily,
thinking to dull by unceasing effort
the pain that racked her head.
"Oh, beg your pardon. Did you
did you speak to me before?" The
woman standing outside the office
gate was cool, poised, elegant. Her
ash blond hair was folded back in
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And then the curtain behind him suddenly
parted. In two swift bounds, little figure
crossed the room. Before Bu-lot's knife reached
its goal his wrist was seized from behind and
a terrific blow dropped him. nfeless, to the
floor :. When the waters closed over Tarzan
in the pool of the gryf, he had gambled his
chance for life upon one slim hope. He had
seen tiny mooalit patch Of water glimmering
through a smalI aperture In the cliff on the
opposite side.
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ness of Warnings usually bantering
voice. She avoided him these days,
fearing a recurrence Of his flirta-
tious manner. But Waring seemed
wholly in earnest. Almost fatherly.
Thanks" Susan said soberly. She
was struck by a new, not altogether
unwelcome thought.
What if she should find a friend
in this man?
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Mo-sar saw that now every precious mo-
ment counted. He looked again at the beau
tiful woman who stood beside O-lo-a, and
knew from palace gossip that she could be no
other than the godlike stranger whom Ko-tan
had planned to make his queen. yBu-lot,' he
cried to his son, Take your own woman and
viii take mine!n With that he sprang sud-
denly forward. seized Jane by the waist and
lifted her in his arms, before either O-lo-a or
Pan-at-lee could guess his purpose.
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By Williams
JRW,LL,ANS IN
By Blosser

With swift bold strokes he swan for speed
alone. Tarzan heard the great splash of the
huge gryf and the churning waters as it forged
rapidly onward in the ape-mans wake Near
ing the opening, he saw that the portion above
the water was not large enough to permit his
body going through. His life depended then
upon how big was the submerged portion
Gathering his great strength for the last few
strokes, Tarzan extended his hands before him
and shot forward toward the hole:
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stopped all wheat production this
year on his 95,oOO-acre farm in
Montana.
Our losses last year when wheat
sold in Montana for is cents
bushel were stupendous," he said.
The United States will enter the
greatest period of prosperity in its
history when farmers are given the
same tariff protection that other
countries now enjoy. 1t is logical to
believe that prosperity will be per-
manent."
Seventeen different calendars are
mead in Tprfa
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Ito Be Continued

The population of France has in
creased 100000 since 1926. It is
now 100000.
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wings under her smart black nat.
Her expression was one Of amused
disdain.
"Only three or four times" the
woman said, her tone suggesting
that Susan was not only dull, but
inattentiye.
The typewriter is so noisy" the
girl began to explain in confusion.
Instantly she felt she had said the
wrong thing. Her callers express
sion of remote amusement deep
ened.
Its of no consequence" she Sald
crisply. Mr.. Heath's not in, them"
Susan had risen. In her embar-
rassme1t she stammered as a child
might. "N-no, he's not. Is there
any message I can take?"
For answer the woman in black
clicked open the gate with accus~
toned fingers and said fretfully, "I'll
wait. He's expecting me-"
Then, since the girl continued to
look surprised, she exclaimed i'm
patiently, Mrs. Heath"
That was all, but she had reduced
Susan to the merest pulp. Her
manner had been that of the prin-
cess who rebukes the loutish servant.
I'm sorry, 1 didn't know" the
girl said in low voice. But Mrs.
Heath already had ensconced her
self in the most comfortable chair
in her husbands Office and did not
trouble to reply.
Pierson came in, ducked his. head
in the direction Of the privateFroom
in an obscure gesture Of recogni-
ton, and disappeared into his IA
vorite haven, the vault.
Susan could hope for no assistance
from that quarter. She worked on.
Jack Waring slammed open the
other door and hustled in, whistling
dance tune.
"How's every little" he began
with customary exuberance. The
words died on his lips as he caught
sight of the still, aristocratic figure
in black
"Ah, Mrs. Health" His manner
underwent a subtle change. The
lady gave him slow smile, but her
accents were sweet.
Nice to see you. It's been ages"
n n
WEARING bowed over her hand.
w Susan could hear the ripple Of
light laughter. In the tail of her
eye she could see the man light a
cigaret held in the womans long
white fingers. An emerald, big as
a roc's egg, cleaned on one of them
"Cannes-just like every other
place-St. Jean de Luz-home on
the Berengaria-" She could hear
the cool, disdainful voice trailing on.
She wondered what manner of
woman this was. Warnings usual
gay insouciance was dimmed. He
was respectful rather than gay.
Susan was ever so slightly amused
at this. she must be what Aunt
Jessie calls "a regular Tartar, to
affect him in that way" observed
the young girl to herself.
Presently Ernest Heath entered.
Susan had a distinct sense of re-
lief. Now her responsibility ended.
My dear, I didn't expect you I'M
til tomorrow"
The lady laughed again, not alto
gether agreeably. She gave the
tips of her fingers to her husband
and an oblique glance to the young
er man.
Ernest is so amusing. He al
ways wants things to happen &C.
cording to schedule" And, indeed,
Heath seemed annoyed.
Il think you might have wired.
I certainly should have met you"
He seemed aggrieved. There was
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RrGIN HERr rnnAY

SUSAN CAREY. stenogrspher in the
office OF ERNEST HEATH. architect,
lives with her AUNT JESSIE on Chi
Cages west side BEN LAMPMAN. a
moody young musician, sdmires her and
introduces her 20 a Bohemian crowd she
finds rather tiresome.
JACK WARING. employed in the same
Office rs Susan. tries to hirt with her.
but she discourages him. susan fnds
she IS beginning 70 care deeply for BOB
DUNBAR young millionaire whom she
met az business fchool.
NOW co on WITH THE STORY
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He disappeared through the hangings and
was gone with the stranger woman struggling
and fighting in his grasp. Then Bu-lot sought
to seize the princess, but Pan-at-lee grabbed
him fercely around the legs and strove to
drag him down. Viciously he kicked at her,
but soon found that he stood in danger of
losing the princess unless he rid himself Of this
elawing scratching she-jato. Hurting O-lo-a
70 the floor, he seized Pan-at-lee by the hair
and drew his knife.
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TARIFF HELP is URGED
FOR NATIONS FARMERS

Aid Is Needed Sorely.
BIZ United Press
LOS ANGELES, Cal, April H.
Not until agriculture is adequately
protected by tariff laws will the
United States enjoy a permanent
era of prosperity, said Thomas D.
Campbell, worlds largest individual
wheat grower, during a visit here.
Campbell disclosed that he has
The Washington times., 1932-08-03
PAPERS 8 \ D "
SLAVE TAX

In Civil War days colored slaves
over IL years of age were worth
40 cents more to the Government
than whites over 81 years.
Among several historic papers
owned by Brent Bowman, 1925 H
ST.. N. W., is a slave tax ticket, is
sued in 1861 by the sheriff OF
Rockingham county, Virginia, to
Robert M. Kyle, of Harrisonburg.
showing that slaves over IL years
of age were taxed $1.20 each.
Whites over 81, on the other hand,
netted a return to the Govern
ment of only 80 cents.
Another paper in Mr.. Bowman's
possession bears the signature Of
John Brown, jr., whose father was
hanged during the historic epi,
sode at Harper's Ferry.
Tom, jr., who was second audi
tor of the county and secretary
of the board of public works, 'af-
fixed his signature to a paper
which named Mr.. Kyle a director
of the public works board.