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The Indianapolis times., 1934-03-31

Community L. B.-The Rev A. Glenn
Q Deu pastor. Night. Resurrection.
The Indianapolis times., 1934-03-31

Advent EpiscopaI-The Rev. George S.
Southworth, rector. 7:30 a. M communion
service; II a. M, sermon by the rector
festival.
The Indianapolis times., 1934-03-31

University Heights L. B.-The Rev. G.
+: Stne, pastor. Morning theme The
The Indianapolis times., 1934-03-31

Bernard Coeffler, 3537 North Penn
sylvania street, reported to police
that two watches valued at $50 ano
other articles valued at $3.50 were
stolen from his apartment.
The Indianapolis times., 1934-03-31

John Ford, 221 East Michigan
street, reported to police today that
a watch valued at $35 was stolen
from his apartment last night.
The Indianapolis times., 1934-03-31

Christian and Missionary AlIiance-The
Rev. James Harper, pastor. Morning
theme, The Empty Tomb; night, joy IN
the Holy Ghost"
The Indianapolis times., 1934-03-31

Miss Elizabeth Craig of Brazil re-
ported the theft of travelling bag
valued at $3.50 from an automobile
parked in front of 1860 Cornelius
avenue last night.
The Indianapolis times., 1934-03-31

Unity Truth Center Church of Practical
Christianity-The Rev. MurTel G. Powell
pastor. Morning service at D. A
chapter house. S24 North Pennsviyania
street. Pastor viii speak on Death of
Death
The Indianapolis times., 1934-03-31

West Park Christian-The Rev John A
Farr, pastor. $50 a. m sunrise service;
morning theme. Il Too Shall Rise; night
an Easter drama. Simon the Leper."
The Indianapolis times., 1934-03-31

meeting. morning theme The New
Christ, afternoon "A Great Victory serv-
Lord" '--e
First United Brethern-The Rev. E. H
DallcY. pastor. In the morning a COM
bineo Sunday school and church service
will be he'd with Bishop H H. Fout. the
pastor and Professor A. F. Williams speak
He Has Triumphed will be given. Mrs
,,Me.ditation. Early Morn and Postl1de See
the direction of Mrs. E. H. DALEY will viii
sing.
Shelby street WESLEYAN MethOdist-The
key Leo Grove. pastor. Morning theme
Cross" man :
Hay pastor. Morning theme. What Is
Broad Ripple Christian-The Rev. John
Ray Clark. pastor. Morning theme, The
Power of the Resurrection" night can
tata, Life Everlasting" Will be given
East Park NJ. E.-The Rev. r. A. Ulrev
pastor; a. m; early Easter service will
iouGd 4; M t program by the church school fol-
of the members at 1890 a. m: noon. a
basket dinner will be served: 1870 D. m
conceIt by school orchestra; 2:50 p. m,
church dedication.
Central Avenue NJ. E.-Dr. Charles
Drake Skinner. pastor. Morning theme.
Ihe Practice of Immortality: night, the
young people will be in charge with sam
Martinez speaking.
Merritt Place NJ. E-The Rev M. H
Seynolds;. pastor: Morning theme. The
SPIRIT OF the Resurrection: night an
Easter cantata will be given by the choir.
st: Paurs Reformed-The Rev. William
n. hnierim, pastor a. m. Sunrise
service; 845 a. m. German theme. Tine
Gate OF Life. S:55 a M. English theme,
Inc JOY OF Easter and communion ssrv-
- Trinity Reformed-The Rev William H.
knierim. pastor. a. m. Sunrise service:
II a. m. theme. Christ Is Alive"
Second EvangeIicaI-The Rev. F. c
Nacknitz. pastor. s a. m. Early Easter
p. m. evening service.
Unity Truth Center Church of Practical
Christianity-The Rev. Murrel c. Powell
pastor Morning service at D. A R
chapter house. S24 North PENNSYLVANIA
street. Pastor viii speak on Death OF
Death"
Northwood Christian-The Rev. R
MELVIN Thompson. pastor. Morning
theme. Expanding Horizons"
Garden City Christias-The Rev. Frank
X. MeSseismith. pastor. Morning theme,
"A Glorious ResurT6ction'' night, a play
Ine Challenge OF The Cross"
The Indianapolis times., 1934-03-31

bins, pastor. Morning theme, The
Victorious Jesus" night, The I'm
recognized Jesus"
Trinity M. E-The Rev. ]. r. Flanagan.
pastor. Morning program by children of
the church; night, Easter message by the
pastor.
The Indianapolis times., 1934-03-31

Northwood Christian-The Rev. R.
Melvyn Thompson, pastor. Morning
theme, Expanding Horizons
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-01-12

she wanted. So she preserved SYM
pathetic silence and Smif went on:
"You can see it would be won
derful solution for me If he married
Mercedes. He would live within easy
reach and we could at least share the
track and training quarters. l don't
think I'll break the news to him until
Mercy is back from her cure and I'm
sure he knows his own mind. Then,
If he just won't have her, I'll help him
look about for another place. might
even pretend 1t was for me. What
would you think of that?"
my dear, don't ask my advice. I'm
an utterly unprincipled woman myself.
Your Cousin Kit will tell you that /
only tell the truth when I've made up
my mind nothing else will work as
well. That's as 1t may be, but It's
what he always says. When do yon
propose to let Stone know that you
are here?"
"I'd like It awfully If he could be
taken to the heart Of the Hoxton Hunt
and the countryside In general with
out fancying had anything to do
with it," Sniff said wistfully. at
would mean a lot for-well-for his
morale, I'll call it for lack of better
word. / must visit Great-Aunt Anabel
Trevor and the Culpeper aunts and
uncles some time. Suppose start the
round at once? Can you get the pre-
liminaries over in two weeks, say?
Then I'll come back as If 1t was my
first appearance and stay with you, if
you'll have me, until Susan Phelps
comes down to Lovelylea to house
party there. The Phelpses are really
my dearest friends up North. You'll
like them, Cousin Nab. Tell me, will
that suit you?"
Perfectly, and 1 don't know why It
shouldn't work. Since nobody knows
you know Stone except Kit and me,
you'll probably not be mentioned il I
warn Kit" Which she proceeded to
do with such emphasis that for once
he held his usually unruly tongue.
Sniff left on her series of visits and
peace descended upon Culthorpe.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-01-12


They aren't tickets. Tickets are what
you have when the circus comes.
These are cards-for visits, you know.
You have to have 'em when you make
real visits. We never did before"
"What am I to call you," Stone
asked, Ticking the pasteboards with
finger. "The names on these are so
formal"
"Tm Patsy Culpeper." the little girl
said distinctly.
"What?" Stone cried explosively.
"Who sent you here?"
"Gran," said Patsy, land she gave
mela message. And I've forgotten it."
$50 have l." said her brother.
Suddenly his sister began to paw
all over his inadequate attire.
"There was letter." she declared,
"what did you do with it, Todhunter
Culpeper?"
Il had it when we laid down on the
steps to think because we were so
erzausted." Teddy wrinkled his brow.
II know" they both cried together,
"the puppy has it. He took it to give
his master"
Retrieved from the steps where
Beaucaire had dropped it on Stones
appearance, the note was reclaimed.
1t proved to be a few lines from Mrs.
Culpeper:
"Dear Mr.. Nesbit:
"Will you take dish Of tea with
me tomorrow afternoon? I shall be all
alone save for the twins.
Cordially yours,
'Mabel Todhunter Culpeper."
"Who is Mabel CulpeperY he asked
the two.
my sister," Patsy told him. "She's
horrid little girl. She's got whoop-
ing-cough."
Stone essayed another tack.
"Who wrote this note?"
LET me see 1t, old man, Teddy
suggested, holding 1t upside down and
examining it with interest as If he had
never laid eyes on 1t before. sFrom
that blob" he put finger on the SEAL
"Pd say Gran-only she us'ally puts a
stamp on when she writes to my
mother"
The angular handwriting also point
ed to old Mrs. Culpeper.
Stone wrote her short note of ac-
ceptance but was disinclined to trust
it to the twins tender mercies.
"How did you come here?' he asked.
@We left our carriage at the gate.
We needed fresh air." Patsy asserted
primly. So. Stone walked with them
ana handed his note to the old col
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-01-12
HOW GODDESS OF
LUCK SMILED ON
HARRY JOHNSON

Ocean island is well named. 1t Is
q speck of land about four miles
round in the Pacific ocean. Yet it
might have been named Eldorado or
Bonanza or Golconda, or any other
name associated with fabulous
riches, because it is probably the
richest piece Of land in the world.
At one time it was a calling-place
for South sea whalers, and one Of
these casual visitors took away with
him a piece of the rock Of which the
island mainly consists and submit
ted it to the manager of a New
Zealand guano firm which had an
office in Sydney. The manager
thought little of it, and used it to
prop open his Office door.
Presently a man named Harry
Johnson, an expert in phosphates
and other fertilizers, called, and, be-
ing attracted by the appearance Of
the managers door-stopper, obtained
leave to take 1t away and subject II
to tests. These proved that the
stone was almost pure phosphate Of
lime.
Johnson kept his own council, but,
having learned from the manager
that the stone had come from Ocean
island, he went there. He found the
island composed of i'll Here was
incalculable wealth If only it could
be exploited, yet Johnson had great
difficulty in financing his project.
But the reward was only delayed.
There Is an almost boundless sup
ply of phosphate of lime, and it is
the most powerful fertilizer known.
1t is used also for matchmaking and
other manufacturing processes.
Today about 1000 colored labor
ers, under about so white overseers,
work the phosphate and ship it to
all parts of the world. The total
value Of the product in sight or
eventually available is estimated at
$4OOO00,000.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-01-12
Children's Coughs
Need Creornulsion

Always get the best, fastest and
surest treatment for your child's
cough CT cold. Prudent mothers
more and more are turning to
Creomulsion for any cough or cold
that starts.
Creomulsion emulsifes creos0te
with six other important medicinal
elements which soothe and heal
the inflamed membranes. 1t is not
a cheap remedy, but contains no
narcotics and is certain relief. Get
a bottle from your druggist right
now and have it ready for instant
use. (adv.)
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-01-12

their call had not been officially begun,
they had not been introduced: and
Stone entered into the game with be-
coming gravity, going inside the house
without further words and back to his
study to await their ring at the bell
and his summons by the butler. This
was visit of ceremony and must be
treated as such.
"The front door-bell will ring In a
moment or two, DAILY" he said to his
butler. 'There are two youngsters
there. Treat them as If they were en-
tirely grown up, understand? Take
their cards, show them into the par
Tor. There they are now. Bring the
cards to me. I'm anxious to know
who they are"
The butler returned, consumed with
laughter.
"Ye'll learn little from them cards,
sir" he said, holding out a salver on
which reposed two imposing looking
pasteboards. Il can tell you who the
little divils are"
LET them tell me In their own way"
Stone picked the cards up. One was
engraved
MRS. RUTHERFORD MADISON
MADISON
THE MISSES MADISON
Middleburgh, Virginia.
The other
MRS. COMMISSION COULTER
Tar Fill Plantation
And once again Stone asked himself
If he was being made the butt of
joke?
However he went to greet his visitors,
their cards in his hand.
"Pm delighted to see you," he said.
ibid you like our tickets?" the boy
asked.
"We picked the very incest, biggest
ones in the card basket" the girl in
terposed. "Toddy's stupid little boy.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-01-12
CHAPTER XII

For Stone, the next few weeks were
among the happiest of his life SO far.
At last he was among friends, and not
the least Of his pleasures was the
anticipation of Smif's surprise when she
arrived at Lovelylea to find the situation
so completely altered. His early contacts
were, naturally enough, with the men
of the countryside, and so it hap
pened, as Sniff had hoped, that he did
not hear of her first visit to Culthorpe
Not quite so soon as she had expect
ed she returned there and was well
coined with acclaim by its inmates.
Cousin Nab was especially delighted
to have her back. AS an enthusiastic
matchmaker she was eager to see the
first meeting between Stone and Sniff
in order to draw her own conclusions.
1t is sure that If Smif had fathomed
Cousin Mab's schemes she would have
taken herself off at once.
AS it was, without a word to any
one, she had a horse saddled the
morning after her return and rode off
alone to Lovelylea. When she entered
the grounds and walked her mount
up the winding drive, her heart almost
stood still. Nothing here was changed,
really. And, strange to say, it had
not grown smaller. as places seen last
in childhood are so apt to do.
The house, tall-pillared and spacious.
stood on rise of ground scarcely high
enough to deserve the name of hill,
yet giving it command of all the sur
rounding country. At sight of it, the
suspense was over, her heart resumed
its beat, her blood seemed to sing
through her veins. For her, the old
place was as it had always been.
Sand it's mine," she said under her
breath; Eat last all this loveliness is
all my own. What more could want
in the world than this?'
A colored boy came around the cor
ner and ran down the steps to take
her horse, wide grin of welcome on
his face.
"Mawnin', Miss Sniff" he said,
"Mist' Nesbit, he's not gone far. I'll
SEN one of those lazy niggahs f'om the
stables afteh him."
How did you know my name?" she
asked amazed. This boy could not
have been born when she left Love
lylea.
II heped to hank yo'h picshure," he
replied unhesitatingly. mist Nesbit,
he toll US who it was"
81 see," Sniff said, "but it Is not
really a picture of me. 1t is a portrait
of Mr.. Nesbit's great-grandmother."
"Yes'm, Miss Smif," he rejoined
with a polite attempt to conceal utter
unbelief. Looks heap like you-all.
Dom look like nobody's gramma, at
lady,"
"She wasn't a grandmother until
years later" Sniff explained. Even
your own grandmother must have been
young once"
y'sHaw haw," the boy burst into loud
guffaw. didn't nobody paint any
picshures of my gramma-"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-01-12
Young Eels cross Atlantic

The fresh water cells of British riv-
ers are born in the depths of the At
lantic off Bermuda. After the eggs
are Matched it takes the young cells
three years to cross the Atlantic to
Britain.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-01-12

Query
Does the devil wear horseshoes?
You know he has hoofs.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-01-12

DR.. Pierce's Favorite Prescription makes
weak women strong. No alcohol. Sold
by druggists in tablets or liquid. ADV.
The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1934-07-06
ORCHIDS ADRIFT By Ida M. Evnns

explained haughtily that it was a rash
effort to recoup their losses.
IF I'd made game you'd have been
well enough pleased"
They had been married for seven
years. This morning in the subway
Fred was somber. They quarreled too
much, particularly since his earnings
had shrunk. Fred sold automobiles.
Matters between himself and Bar
bara were bad and getting worse. Pretty
soon they'd be talking divorce. Then
they'd be divorced. Barbara and him.
self. Barbara whose rich brown hair
and gay green flecked eyes once had
put ardent wakefulness into his night
hours.
He didn't wish to achieve a divorce
from Barbara. What to do?
The great idea came as he emerged
from the subway. Sure fire!
o, he made no flamboyant claim to
originality in the idea. It was an idea
old in story and on Broadway. Indeed
in this last week he had read a story in
a magazine which embodied it. The
hero husband facing domesti c
tragedy and looming bankruptcy, buys
an extravagant box Of orchids-almost
with his last dollar, mind you-for the
embittered wife, who Immediately filings
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Taffy haired Felicia could be furious
ON short notice.
mo. I don't believe you"
Glen was contemptuous.
ASK Ellen!" stormed Felicia.
A if she'd let you down! Be your
age, Felicia, my dear!" He was white
n miserable and savage.
Get out of my room!"
Certainly" He bowed. "The gentle
mar who buys orchids for you can have
the space now used by my hat and
Gloves He swept the articles UP from
a table with a gesture meant to be lord
~ and Indifferent. It succeeded in be-
ing merely vicious and despairing.
And then he had gone.
Felicia stared at the door which had
slammed on his patent leather pumps.
Glen had gone! Their evening was off.
NO dinner downtown. No dancing. No
taxi ride home. No kissing. No gay
plans for their future when Glen should
have made connections with a better
salary.
She tried to concentrate on rage at
him. But sobs burst in a hurry.
Ellen had been her friend. Shed tell
Ellen what had happened. Come to
think, Felicia herself, didn't believe
Ellen had found the flowers. A queer
tale. Who ever had heard Of orchids
being found on a New York curb?
Ellen did not answer the bell. She
heard. But she had soaked in hot
water and now in a silk wrapper was
eating an omelet and reading a maya
zine by the white sink. She didn't know
who was at her door and she didn't
care. She wanted to eat, read inatten-
lively, and brood on why a thin mouth
and a cigaret under an eyeshade should
ruin her life.
Baked, Felicia returned to the ele-
vator. Impulsively she thrust the snowy
box toward the colored attendant who
was a likeable boy in red and blue
uniform.
Oscar, here are some flowers I don't
want. Give them to your girl or your
mother"
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felt like a fool carrying that snowy
box.
Blindly he turned west, seeking a
dim block. He found one and furtively,
like a thief, dropped the box on a
second curb. He stepped briskly on:
He stepped briskly on even as Ellen
Burke swiftly rounded the corner with
her felt hat pulled low against the
slight snow.
Ellen was twenty-nine. She had beer
a reporter for twelve years. The youth
full charm Of blue eyes, brown hair, and
fair skin had sharpened into q nose
for news.
She glanced differently at the snowy
box. She believed it empty.
But silent in the snow it conveyed in
the manner of inanimate things that
it was not empty. Ellen investigated.
Orchids!
Purple and yellow orchids on a side
walk in New York! Nobody's orchids.
What, when, why, where, who?
Ellen forgot that she was hungry,
tired, and nearly insomnia. She for
got that she was fed up with torch
murders, divorces, child STRANGERS, and
embezzling bankers.
She bore the snowy box like treasure
trove to her own apartment in the next
building. There, before she took off
her felt hat, she phoned to her manag-
ing editor:
Lynn! Did any one ever find a box
OF orchids in the West Fifties? On the
curb? I have. I bet there's a story
"Yeah?" Voice suggested a bored
green eyeshade. Glad you phoned
The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1934-07-06

She was out of the door before he
could thank her.
But twenty minutes later, as soon as
Oscar was relieved at his post, he was
at her door. And he was miserable
and embarrassed and in his hands was
the snowy box.
miss Graham, I'm terribly obliged
for them flowers. But my mother was
in the basement where she washes day
times and she Is a woman Of prejudice
-"
"She thinks orchids are wicked?"
Nom! Nom! She nevuh wants me
to come home with things tenants give,
cause she says she might not be agree
able to takin' nah word on such trans
actions. And right now she don't be-
neve nah story. She 'clares I got EN-
undetermined somehow for my girl,
Ethel, who works in a hairnet factory"
Oscar mutely showed a livid two inches
on his handsome black scalp. "Mah
mother is a powerful hard woma to
convince and she can sure use a broom
handle"
Felicia took back the snowy box. "Au
right, Oscar" drearily.
Nah mother says now she could be-
lieve a tenant gave me a half dollar.
But not a box of orchids"
II haven't got a half dollar" snap
ped Felicia.
When Oscar had gone she opened
q window. Out went the snowy box.
Good riddance!
Well, the evening was early.
So early that Vito Aveli was nerv-
ous as he watched the minutes fit. He
had an appointment before midnight.
The snatching game is one Of Americas
greatest industries. The snatchee wa
to be q wealthy Manhattan lawyer. The
last details rel to be added by Vito
and three friends within an hour and
the Job to be done before dawn.
Vito got out of his taxicab, expansive
coat collar turned high against the
snow. Vito's blood wa chilly. He NUT
tered a word to his driver and adherent.
He crossed the strip Of sod
He saw the box, blinked, bent back
Warily. Planted for him?
But who had known he would take
ELF until five minutes before.
Excessive caution struggled with cur
tosity. The latter won.
S4uQ PICKED up the pOX, opened IL
g1ngerly-orchids! And not eight days
ago Vito had looked down at the orchid
blanketed, gold plated coffin Of his
cousin, Geno Marinni, who had died
worthily on the field of dishonor UNI
der q machine gun shower.
It was q sign! It was a warrington
. threat. Vito swayed on the curb,
whispering wildly after the departed
taxi. Jeeze, how to get off this damn
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her arms about her husbands neck,
exclaiming Is she melts into sobs: 20
what a gorgeous action! Darling!"
Fred Corris needed toothpaste and
new gloves. Barbara needed a haircut,
The gorgeous idea somehow did not
seem sensible. Still
He bought 'em. That night on his
way home. -Four, silver ribboned, in a
square lavender box. Doggedly he pre-
sented them to Barbara.
! And Barbara, setting salad plates,
looked at them-and looked.
"You bought them?" Her voice con-
tanned horror. "Fred!"
"Sure. I thought"
"You must be mad, Fred Corris! All
that money! And we're not going any,
where for weeks. I don't like orchids
| anyhow! And I need stockngs-and
facial powder-and a new firescreen-
and you're out Of shaving cream-and
need shirts-and I served cold roast
sandwiches last night to the Maxwells
because I wouldn't buy anything extra
and O-O!" She had her bungalow
apron to her eyes, weeping. "You did 1t
as q hateful and theatrtc gesture-to
pay me back for that heart bid, Fred
Corris. And I think I hate you"
He grabbed the snowy lavender box
and stamped out Of the apartment.
Outside he flung the box into the
street. A light snow threatened to fall.
The West Sixties were palely radiant.
Fred Corris did not return to his
home for dinner.
Naturally the first conner, who came
Il IN ohos,f fhNoo eonNr1c r{olyoH I'M $Na
| snowy box at the curb. Albin Dodder,
incredulity he picked up the elegant, II
ed the ribboned lid. Orchids! Nobody's
orchids.
Now, why and how did the lovely
things get lost?
Puzzled, he walked on with the box
in his hand. He was walking south to a
restaurant which he liked. It was his
before dinner constitutional. Dodder,
by the way, was middle aged and his
middle aged, somewhat faded but cher
ished wife was visiting her family in
Virginia.
Along came one of his business
friends. "Hullo! Buying flowers. Dod-
der?"
1UCI0 was b SLQHk III Cuc query. 1T0
lavender box vas conspicuous in the
stockholders hand. And Wellison knew
that Mrs. Dodder was out Of town and
Dodder had neither daughter nor
daughter-in-law. Wellison laughed,
then tried to cover laugh with cough.
II found this box on the curb" Dod-
der turned to point out the exact spot.
Then his full face absurdly got red.
Wellison,s laugh outdid any cough.
"You found it? What's in it? Or
chids! And you found emo; that's
rich!"
-Wellison got into q passing taxicab
which he had signaled. He was bound
for home. He repeated from the car
door: "That's rich! I never heard the
like. Dodder. it takes a young man to
lie we'll"
ASST" Albin Dodder, walking On in
temper and that fear which haunts
even faithful husbands, OF whom there
are to be found plenty even among
stockholders in New York, was aware
that he hated Wellison. And now he