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La gaceta., 1932-02-08
FoHetfn de La Gaceta No. 6
LA BARBARIE
ORGANIZADA
NOVELA DEL TERCIO
Por
FERMIN GALAN
de vivir. Debes vivir.

de ViVir. Debes vivir.
Hay una pausa entire noso-
%6s. Sin saber por que nuestros
ojos Sc encuentran dos, tres,
csatro wees. Con rapidas mira
das, reveladoraS EN- cada uno,
de penSamientos que pugnan
por salir, quizas no muy diver
gentes. Pero nj el nj 20 habla-
mos, La pausa Sc prolonga,
La gaceta., 1932-02-08

no quieren a I'm zurdo para ad
versario.
81 Quintero, ell oriundo de
Galicia, conserva su vigor fl
sico, ell mejor sitio para ascen.
der hacia la c1spide no es pre-.
cisamente ell estado que ha es-
cogido para sus actividades
guerreras.
La gaceta., 1932-02-08
Notas de Base Ball

Babe Ruth celebr6 aver su
trigesimo octave cumpleanos.
Evening star., 1932-05-08
Books ReceiUed

THE CROSS OF CARL" BY Walter Owen.
Boston: Little, Brown and Co.
THE JOURNAL OF MY OTHER SELF" By
Rainer Maris Rilke. Translation by John
Linton. New York: w. w. Norton & Co.
Inc.
THE MAN WHO MADE GOLD" A Novel.
BY Hilaire Belloc. Drawings by G. X
Chesterton New York: Harper & Brothers.
THE STORY OF LOVE" BY Ivan Chmeloy
Author of THE Sun of the Dead" etc
Translated from the Russian by Natalie
Tsytovitch. New York: E. p. Dutton Ss
Co. =
HIGH TABLE" BY Joanna Cannan, Author
OF No Walls of Jasper etc. New York;
Doubleday, Doran & Co.
RECAPTURED." BY Colette, Author of The
Gentle Libertine, etc. New York. Double
day. Doran & Co.
MIR LINE" BY L. A. Pavey. New York: d.
Appleton & Co.
CASTLE ISLAND" By r. H. Mottram Au-
thor of THE Spanish Farm" ETC. New
York: Harper & Brothers.
THE BRONTES WENT TO WOOLWoRTHS.
BY Rachel Ferguson. New York: T.
Dutton 81 Co.
THE FIDDLER OF THE RITZ" BY Armand
Vecsey Introduction by Cosmo Hamilton.
New York: william Farquhar Payson '' Ats
Evening star., 1932-05-08

YEAR on the radio with Dr. Haggard
is. no doubt, a keen appetizer to
the ma jority for whatever more this
fortnight man has to offer.
Under good guidance. the back
Evening star., 1932-05-08

THE LAME. THE HALT, AND THE BLIND.
By Howard w. Haggard, M. D., associate
professor of applied physiology, Yale Uni
versty author of Devils Drugs and Doc
tors" etc. New York: Harper & Bros
Evening star., 1932-05-08

sGopaw
Evening star., 1932-05-08

THREE LOVES. BY A. ]. Cronin author of
"Hatter's Castle" Boston: Little, Brown
d Co.
\h/IFE; mother; devout pietist, saint if you
w will. The roles in which Lucy Moore
Scotch girl is cast by A. j. Cronin in the new
novel, prompt successor to "Hatter's Castle"
Tenacity OF purpose. determination, stub
bornness are blood kin. In effect, however
these range from high achievement to destruc-
tive failure
Perhaps in no ether field has the last In
TINS line OF descent worked greater devastation
than in family life itself. Throughout the long
ROAD OF human emergence to its present status
woman in particular has made her way by
stubborn dog-hold on this, and that, and that
Evening star., 1932-05-08
Part Played byNediciue in History OF Ci0iH-
zafiou-7He Presidential Caudidates.
H. J. CroninS Ne7U Mo7eL, and
Story Of the Sea.

MAIDS AND MISTREsSEs. BY Beatrice Kea,
Seymour, author of Youth Rides Out
etc, New York: The Book League o
America
Evening star., 1932-01-24

easily about the room, and made as If to at
tempt escape.
Hands up!" the man behind the chair COM
manded His speech was precise, his voice pos
tive. You're covered! Come forward three
steps. Now drop that bag! That's it .
thanks. Now come here"
The newcomer hesitated The bag lay on
its side by his feet.
Quick" the man behind the chair directed
angrily
The fat man blnked and obeyed.
Sit down., his captor added. He arose
from his hiding place, holding a leveled re-
volver. In that chair, If you please. Never
mind the bag. Keep your hands up Away
up! Do you know where you are?"
There was moments silence. The intruder
gulped again moistened his lips with his tongue
"Wilcox's" he said finally. James Wicox's"
You saw nv name on the mail box? Well
what you doing here? What you want?
There's nothing in this house for you "
Il was lost, sir. It's cold, terrible
cold, sir" Wind tramped the snow roof, and
again the fat man shivered "I just dropped
With key to my door?"
"A skeleton key sir. The locks no good"
The man on the hearth laughed. He ap-
parently was enjoying the situation yet his Wig
lance did not relax.
mo locks good where you're concerned" he
said Il happen to know you, fellow You're
rat Charley. We get newspapers up In this
country there's right there now on the
floor
And we have radio Your descriptions
on the air tonight. You left your fngerprints
yesterday at the Greenville bank"
Again the intruder gulped.
sit quiet" his captor repeated. He laughed
why come to think of it, I've always
wanted TO talk to bandit. Like to find
out why you do it.
The way figure it, there's queer twist
to your reasoning somewhere. You crooks must
know you always lose. You are bound to- You
steal get caught, steal, get caught, and before
you know 1t the habtual criminal act finishes
you.
~ A FTER that you can't even look forward
\to the excitement of getting caught any
more. It's losing game, economically, and
besides :" He sat down again easily in the
big chair besides there's the matter of
ethics. That interests more, naturally
II want to know how you resign yourself to
taking other peoples money and giving no re-
turn for 1t? Don't you ever feel sorry, or
ashamed? Think about all those people down
at Greenville, for instance It's their money
you walked off with What's in your bag?"
Clothes"
"Oh, come comet" The man on the hearth
snorted. II suppose sol" he taunted. Il must
seem pretty gullible for you to say that. Come
away from a bank robbery with nothing but
clothes?
I'VE might look at them Charley. I've
always wondered what the well dressed bandit
wore. Sit still, will you? I'll turn on the
light"
Keeping his gun level, he backed across the
Evening star., 1932-01-24

room to a button switch that protruded from
the wall between the windows. There was a
click as he turned it, and light shone in the
short corridor that led from the living room to
the kitchen. But the ceiling fixture still was
dark The eyes of both men darted upward
Mt it,
Wrong switch! I forgot" the first man
said. He crossed the room hurriedly to the
north wall. "Too many switches in this house.
Don't get up here enough these days to re-
member :"
The fat man had Strengthened up, and his
eyes watchful.
"One forgets" he admitted. His uplifted
hands sagged slightly, if the effort of holding
them thus tired him.
His captor let his eyes stray, searching the
switch for the ceiling light In that instant
the fat man snatched at his rght-hand pocket
and fired. The bullet missed, splintering
plaster into the first mans face.
Drop the gun!" the fat man ordered.
The other obeyed. Captive became captor.
The fat one chuckled heavily He said:
"Well, that was hardly ethical, I suppose. But
there are times one must resign himself T.
resigns what you said? to strategy
He kicked the first mans gun into corner
out of the way.
sit down now yourself" he bade. What
was that name you called me? Fat Charley?
Well, I'm not, whoever he is I may be fat but
James. Middle initial L. Last name Wilcox.
That's why your letting you were me
didn't make much impression. But I am i'm
pressed by your talk. It's what they call
audacious! Such fine dissertation on ethics!
How'd you get IMP"
The thinner man slumped back IN the big
chair, but did not reply. The other prodded
him. How'd you get in?"
Kitchen window" the new captive ad-
mitted sullenly. "I heard In town you was
gone South, sir. didn't mean nothing. Just
built fire to warm up little"
You break in through window and then
feel free to talk ethics!" The fat mans face
no longer wore its benign expression. II hap
pened to recognize you right, Sikie," he
charged. Steady!
Il thought that would surprise you. You're
Silke Carey! Your pictures in the post Office
with an offer of reward. A good likeness, too.
You've a face one doesn't forget easily.
And heard in town tonight that you'd held
up another bank yesterday at Fountain Lake
Well, we'll! I sit at my own hearth and talk
ethics with real bandit!'
The prisoner growled
you've proven thing to my complete
satisfaction, Silkie," the other went on. Par
don my familiarity with your name but you
started it! You've proven one thing.
There's a theory among certain good folks
that the criminal can't pick between right and
wrong. Can't help but do wrong. They say
environment or malnutrtion Or faulty thyroid
or something of the kind deadens your moral
sense ,-.- -:
But your. talk proves j. that you actually
know what's right. But it doesn't make any
Evening star., 1932-01-24

difference to you. Knowing the right, you de-
liberately pick the wrong!'
What you going to do with me?" Carey
interrupted.
why that depends, my good fellow" The
fat man chuckled again. I'm going to talk
some more first try to understand your psy-
chology. Convert you, maybe"
nj IANDs up!" A crisp new voice barked at
them from the dark balcony.
Both men leaped
There was shocked silence.
"I'n kill the first one of you that moves"
the voice in the dark cried you're covered
both of you! Drop that revolver, you fat fell
low! I'm Mr. Wilcox And the sheriff's about
to come in the door! Sit quiet"
Both men obeyed. Both held stiff, ridiculous
attitudes, hands aloft both glaring into the
darkness which concealed the third man.
st heard you at the window" he told the
first one. "I was in bed got a phone right
there beside mel Sit quiet!"
posse burst nosily into the room through
the door Fat Charley had entered five big,
snow-covered men, who laid heavy, official
hands on the pair. Mr.. Wilcox descended the
stair.
He was small bald, rather nervous indi-
vidual whose pink and white striped pajama
legs extended below bulky blue-checked
dressing gown. The hand that held his pistol
shook slightly, as if he were unaccuStomed to
the feel of gun, and the freight sparkled ON
the large opal in his ring.
"Wen, I say!" The sheriff peered at his
prisoners. IF it amt Fat Charleyl And you
over there, you're Silkie Carey! Both wanted.
and wanted badly.
I'm in luck. Mr. Wilcox. They did them
two bank jobs last night. Fat Charley left his
fngerprints at Greenville, and the girl at
Fountain Lake made you. Silkie, from your
picture. Why, I'm glad to meet you both!
What you doing here?"
planned Ethics! Two -blooded bandits
having the nerve TO tell each other what's
ethical and what isn't!"
The sheriff laughed
"They ought to know!" he said. He wiped
his mouth on a thick woolen mtten. Both OF
them t once! I hurried, Mr.. Wilcox. Don't
suppose 1t seemed like 1t TO you. But amt you
glad you had that upstairs phone put in! Come
along, you two!"
He started toward them. But his foot
stumbled over the black bag and he cried:
Wait minute Whose grip is that? Yours
Charley? Well, well! Thirty thousand dollars
from the Greenville bank! Good evidence,
boys"
IT'S not mine!" Charley put in.
Yours, Silkie?"
Mine? The thin man shook his head wio-
lently. II never saw 1t before!"
"Oh, sayi"
Continued on Seventeenth Page
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Continued on Seventeenth Page
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Set
A Thief
By
Karl Detzer
Illustrated
BY
Art Krenz

- HE Wilcox hunting lodge lay five cold
miles, by the nearest snow-clogged
road, from the village; five miles
empty of house or farmstead, flVe
miles of North Michigan wilderness,
d,.iftc Of of hitfGr
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06
All-Year Layer Counts
on Poultryman's Books

The average hen eats 75 to 90
pounds Of feed per year, according
to data kept on large flocks. The
size of the body counts some and
a heavy layer will eat more than a
poor layer, but the poor producers
don't eat enough less to Offset diff
ference in the cost of keep" The
hen that lays no eggs at all
through the winter requires nearly
as much. just for body maintenance,
as the one that lays just enough to
pay her way. The latter may lay
eggs enough during the spring and
summer 10 make her profitable to
keep, while the one that lays no
eggs during cold weather is not
worth boarding for half the year in
order to get eggs In the spring.
The only hens really worth keep
ing are those that are able to lay
all the year except during the molt-
ing period. Continual culling to
eliminate poor winter layers has a
very positive effect on the yearly
balance. Farmer.
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06
cANovelby
Henry Kitchell Webster
Copyright Hfe BobbeAenU Company
PRECEDING EVENTS

Acting in good faith in an effort
TO aid a neighbcr, Ruth Ingraham,
in a business way, Edward Patter-
son, cashier of the Chicago agency
OF a life insurance company, is
wrongly suspected by his wife,
Julia, OF infidelity. Her practical ac-
cusation units him for business,
and he takes a short vacation. on
his return his daughter, Edith. tells
him his personal belongings are in
the spare ROOM" having been re-
moved from the room which had
been his and his wife's bedroom.
Patterson accepts the situation as
proof OF his wife's belief in his
worried over the estrangement of
her parents. Her mother only partly
succeeds in her efforts to comfort
her. The son. Edward, Junior, is at
college. A business matter brings
an Inventor" James Mariner, into
Patterson's life Mariner needs
$1,000, with which TO push his in
vention, an automobile choke, and
Patterson, after a brief investiga
tion, decides to go in with him.
without informing his family, he re-
signs from his position with the in
surance company, devoting his
whole time to the pushing OF the
invention. An old friend. Albert
Willard, is frankly skeptical OF the
value OF the choke. Patterson tells
She accepts the situation. Edith is
made aware of the change in the
family fortunes by her mother tell
ing her she has decided TO part
with the cook, she and Edith to do
the housework.
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06

hadn't meant it, Of course, but what
an idiot he must think her to have
dashed away like that without a
word. 1t was too late to do any
thing about it now. He was say
ing good night in a very self-pos-
sessed sort of way to mother and
dad and getting back into his own
car.
She was warm enough now, burn
ing. She threw back her cloak and
let down the window. He couldn't
possibly have meant that he really
wanted to come and see the play,
could he? Oh, well, he certainly
wouldn't now.
Eds lool-ing well, isn't he?" dad
said as they drove off together.
"And isn't it fine to have him
back?""
She was guiltily aware that she'd
forgotten all about Ed. She'd even
forgotten for a few seconds about
the play. And here she was, actu-
ally on the way to the performance
Suppose she was to forget her part?
When dad pulled up at the en-
trance with a "Well, good luck, my
dear! Wen see you after the
show" she was so paralyzed with
misery that she could hardly get
out of the car. And, though she
wouldn't have believed it possible,
she went on feeling worse and
worse. She discovered she couldn't
speak in anything above a whisper.
Her voice was gone altogether. Her
feet and hands were numb. She
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06
Incubator Pointers

Level the incubator with q spirit
level and place bits of wood under
any leg that seems short. This not
only helps to keep an even heat in
the egg chambers but prevents the
vibration that occurs when the
floor is uneven and one of the incu-
bator legs does not rest firmly.
A cellar is the best location for
the incubator, as it is free from VI
brations and the air will be rather
moist. When the machines are op-
Grated in an upstairs room the en-
tire family must be careful to avoid
running, heavy walking, banging
doors or carelessly leaving them
open and chilling the air around the
machine.
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06
Causes of Paralysis

Paralysis is occasionally seen in
chickens that are heavily fed and
grow rapidly. 1t is also seen where
there is overcrowding and poor ven
tilation. Let them have plenty of
sour milk and green feed and add
one teaspoonful of fluid extract of
nux womica to each pint Of drink
ing water.
There is a form of paralysis that
attacks mostly young birds, for
which there is no treatment of any
value and is usually fatal. In cases
Of this kind, it is advisable to get a
new flock and put them in new
buildings on clean land. Changing
the old flock to new ground or
buildings does not stamp out the
disease. Michigan Farmer.
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06
Dried Milk With Grain

Dried milk fed with grain rations
has about an equal value for
chicks as whole liquid milk and is
fed with less loss and less danger
Of attracting flies. A fiaky product
rather than a too finely ground
dried milk powder is preferable
Meat scrap and dried skim milk in
combination with the standard Wis
consin chick ration is satisfactory,
but raw bone may then be omitted.
But when the liquid milk is used
the raw bone ought to be included.
Wisconsin Agriculturist.
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06
]R1(g[llBY
FIRST FOUR WEEKS
VITAL TO CHICKS
Start of Life Everything in
Flock's Success.

LET me control a child's sur
rounding, teaching and care for the
first seven years, and l won't worry
about what will happen after that
noted religious leader said.
The same could almost be said
for raising chickens, provided you
shorten the important period to a
month. OF course, there are nu-
merous diseases and parasites that
can kill or stunt or destroy profit
after one month of age, yet sue
cess with poultry is more often
made or marred during the first
month than during the rest of the
whole raising process.
There are so many things that
are tremendously important during
that time that lose their impor-
tance later.
Teaching good habits, such as
roosting where they belong, eating
and drinking out of clean contain
ers only, keeping busy with food
and litter instead of picking and
fighting each other, come easy dur
ing those first few weeks, but hard
afterwards. Failure to get the
brooder house cleaned and litter
renewed every few days is vital
those first few weeks, but 1t is not
a serious omission after the chicks
are a month old. If they are prop
erly trained as to eating, roosting
and playing. w. in Wallace's
Farmer.
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06
Self-Dressed Poultry

A number Of Iowa farmers are
taking advantage of the present
market price conditions by selling
dressed poultry to local consumers
as a means of increasing their in
come, according to the Iowa State
college. In one town, it was re-
ported that heavy poultry was
bringing 6 to 8 cents a pound, live
weight, while retails dealers were
receiving 20 to 27 cents a pound for
birds dressed. but not drawn. This
information is from the pages of
the Nebraska Farmer.
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06
For Grandma

Bobby had been coaxing his young
and pretty aunt to have her hair
bobbed but she continued to argue
against it.
'Then you'll be horse and buggy"
he finally retorted.
Just then his grandmother entered
the room and overhearing the re-
mark, said: 'Well, Bobby, if Aunt
Bess is horse and buggy, what am IL"
With a kiss on her cheek, Bobby
replied: Covered wagon!"
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06
Tut's Caricature Found

Some ancient-time sculptor con-
ceived the idea that a bust of King
Tut-Ankh-Amen at shaving time
would create laugh. 1t is doing so
now, for an amusing caricature Of
he king, his beard bristling and
Oapy, has been discovered at his
'urial place at Tek-el-Amarna, ac-
cOrding to a report from Cairo,
Egypt. A painting outfit also found,
may have been the kings own.
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06
Lost 20 Lbs. ofFat
In Just q Weeks

Mrs. Mae West of st. Louis, Mo-,
writes: I'm only % yrs. old and
weighed 10 lbs. until taking one
box of your Kruschen Salts just 4
weeks ago. 1 now weigh $50 lbs. I
also have more energy and further
more I've never had a hungry mo-
ment."
Fat folks should take one half
teaspoonful Of Kruschen Salts in a
glass of hot water in the morning
before breakfast-it's the SAFE,
harmless way to reduce as tens of
thousands of men and women know.
For your health's sake ask for
and get Kruschen at any drugstore
the cost for a bottle that lasts
weeks is but trif1e and if after
the first bottle you are not joyfully
satisfied with results-mOney back.
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06
CHAPTER V-Continued

II don't know" he said absently.
Il guess not. haven't been think
ing about he-. i got a rather new
line on him tonight. He doesn't
face facts unless they agree with
his hopes, but of course that's TO
be expected from a man Of his tenn
perament. And l suppose It's nat
ural that he shouldn't be very scru-
pulous about keeping his word or
fulfilling his promises. He likes TO
be allowed to forget that he's made
them. But he talked tonight, for
the first time TO me, about changing
his design. / hope / succeeded In
persuading him out of Ii tonight.
but l don't know. If the things
right as 1t stands, he hasn't
any argument. That's the question
everything comes down to. II the
things right, wen put 1t over, Mar
liner or no Mariner" He rose stiffly
from his easy chair and tossed the
end of his cigar into the crate.
There was another silence after
that. Edith found II appalling. She
couldn't say anything; she didn't be-
lieve she could move And she knew
that mother. whose hand was
clasped In hers, felt the same way.
He looked around at them at
last and almost started. as If he'd
forgotten they were there. Don't
you worry, you two" he said. I'm
not really worried myself. I've seen
nothing yet to make me think we
aren't right. We're going to make
our fortunes yet"
Christmas was coming, and
Edith's heart sank whenever she
thought of it. In former years the
weeks before the holidays had been
a time of rapturous anticipation.
The other girls at school were like
that now. They talked endlessly
about the letting out of school, the
round of parties. things they want
ed for Christmas and had limited
for and hoped they were going to
get They made Edith so blue when
they talked that way that she could
hardly stand it.
Certainly there wasn't going to
be any money to spare this year.
She could tell by the way dad
looked when he came home night
after night for dinner and sat, for
getting even TO pretend 10 listen,
while she and her mother talked
about things that had happened
during the day. The only reference
he ever made to Christmas was to
figure out once in a while how many
days 1t would be before Ed got
home from college.
Ed had been told. she knew,
little about the new business and
that dad had resigned his position
in the insurance company. But how
well he understood what the change
meant TO them she had no idea.
AAt IL III Ills let
tiers.
Agatha Willard would be coming
home, too. in just a few days now.
Agatha and Ed were the only two
people in the werld. besides father
and mother, whom she really
loved. Yet, she found she dreaded
their coming-at least she dreaded
the occasion of their coming. 1t
was all a part of her passionate
wish that Christmas this year. with
all its hollow gaieties. might simply
be wiped out. forgotten by every
body, so that they could go on
from day to day just as they were
without having to pretend.
She kept these dark thoughts to
herself as long as she could, but
finally she burst and confided them
TO mother. 1t was one afternoon
when they were working up in her
bedroom upon Charles Surfaces
costume.
"Mother"-she managed to make
her voice sound casual enough-'T
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06
Should Be Together

whats all this about?"
GLORIOUS Gorgeous, Queen of the
Screen, and Harold Handsome, also
of the films"
"Costarring?"
II hope so. It's a wedding invita-
tion."
The Coolidge examiner., 1932-05-06
Less Effort

Bingle-That symphony chap used
to play a bull fiddle. How does it
happen he changed to cello, won
der?
Dingle-His doctor said he was
working too hard.