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The Washington times., 1937-12-06
Sir Andrew Taylor
Dies in London

LONDON, Dec. 6.-Sir Andrew
Taylor, 81, internationally famous
architect and for many years q
member of the faculty Of McGill
University, died here yesterday.
Sir Andrew retired In 1904 and
returned here to live. Since, he
has represented Hampstead on
the London council. He was
knighted in 1926.
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Burns, Inventor,
Dies At Westfield

WESTFIELD, N. Y, Dec. 6
q.NSD.-Frank Burns. IA. we'll
known inventor and designer Of
one of the first model typeWriters,
was dead at his home here today.
His numerous inventions included
a nose and throat vaporizer, an
air pistol and a new type machine
o11n ammunition box
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DEATHS

A. Bradford MacMichaeL 81 years,
1929 Connecticut Ave. N. W.
William J. Mullins, ~ years. CALM
ger Hospital.
Cora BeadIe. 75 years, 7ss sixth st.
8. e.
Charles conradis, 70 years, ssOl Con-
necticut Ave. N. W. GS
Blanche Paul So years, 100 Twenty
second st. s. E.
Samuel Mandle, 5s years, sibley Hos
pital.
pital.
Jessie c. Shoemaker, 5s years, 1876
Emerson st. N. e.
Florence Eustace, So years, George
town Hospital.
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BIRTHS

Thomas and Gladys Mcdonnell, girl.
Kenneth and Irene Larigey, girl.
Harry and Bernice Falrbank, girl.
Robert and Opal Overton, girl.
Theodore and Marion Kalakuka, girl
Everett and Ruth Peterson, boy.
Lloyd and Elizabeth Henry, girl.
Michael and Nellie Mcdonald. girl
Emil and Gladys Bush, girl.
Carroll and Rita Miller, girl.
Clarence and Elizabeth Taylor, boy.
Joseph and Annie Rye, girl.
Bennie and Lille Butler, boy.
Roswell and Marie Pickets, girl.
The Washington times., 1937-12-06
ERTIsER EN-
One Application
Kills The Itch
Caused By SCables

"Sit-i-cide," q liquid preparation,
BY penetrating beneath the outer
skin cuticle where scabieS parasites
breed, brings immediate relief from
itching and kills. in 80 minutes.
every scabies parasite with which il
Gomez in contact. At your druggist
or sent direct for 60c. Siticide Co.
Commerce. Ga.
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GOODWIN ON AIR

Earl Goodwin, washington Times
news commentator, will be the
guest speaker on the Home Forum
program to be broadcast over sta
ton WRC at 2:30 o'clock tomor-
row afternoon.
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Ralph Lewis Dies
OF Crash Injury

HOLLYWOOD. Dec. 6 QN.S).
The final curtain fell for Relph
Lewis, noted character actor
Of stage and screen. Injured
In an automobile accident last
Thanksgiving Eve, Lewis died
at Queen Of Angels Hospital
after a brave fight to live. Sur
viving is his widow, Vera Lewis,
well known on the New York stage.
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TAYLOR STEUART Bon Sunday. De
! cember g. 1887. at Mt Alto Hospital.
STEUART B. TAYLOR. beloved husband
Of Fannie Lee Taylor.
Funeral services from W. ". Chambers
Company funeral home 140o Chaplin Street
1887 at ~ 80 p. m.
Relatives and friends invited
Interment in Arlington National Gene
terry
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NIE-MOY-HONG-On Thursday. December
2, 1887, MoY-HoNG-N1E, beloved friend
Funeral rune from the W. W. Chambers Co
funeral home, 400 Chaplin St. n W., on
Monday. December 8, at / D. m.
Interment in Fort Lincoln Cemetery.
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GUIDE BROS. CO. Funeral Designs
1919 81. n. ". NAIL 42Ts
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FLORISTS

60 IN u0 BLACKTaT0NE, NC. 81. 20 .
%A'O Funeral Designs
l4O7 q %. N W. Dlak 1850
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NICHOLS PRISCILLA Non Sunday.
December 5, 1887; PRISCILLA n.
late C. Ernest Nichols, ar.
Funeral services from her late resi-.
dence. Laurel Md. on Tuesday. Decem-
Der z, at 9:45 a, m. thence to st.
Mary's Church where Requiem Mass will
be offered at 10 a. m. gr..|
Interment in st. Mary's Cemetery.
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! SWAMI HARRIET LOUTaE-on Friday
/ December 3 1887. at her residence. 407
K St N e. HARRIET LoTTISE SWAMI.
the beloved daughter of Joseph B and
Minnie Swami and sister Of Marie Swami
on Tuesday December 7 at z. p. m
/ Relatives and friends invited
Intermeni in Cedar Hill Mausoleum
Services by the W W. Chambers Co
! Southeast funeral home.
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COLLINS, THOMAS F.-on Saturday. De-
cember 4, 1887, at his residence, 324
H St. N. E. THOMAS F. COLLINS, be-
loved husband of Margaret A. Collins
(nee Connors) and father Of DR.. Thomas
r. Collins, ir.
Funeral from the above residence on
Tuesday December z, at $50 a. M, High
Requiem. High Mass at st. Aloysius
Relatives and friends are invited.
InterInent in Mt OliYet Cemetery
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PARKER, BERTHA O.-on Friday,
December 3 1897, at Camden. New
Jersey, BERTHA o. PARKER. beloved
wife of Thomas c. Parker and mother Of
Marie e. STATE
Funeral services will be held in the
W. W Chambers Company Funeral Home,
14Oo Chaplin st. N. w, on Monday. De-
cember 8 at 2 .. m.
Relatives and friends are invited.
Interment in Confessional Cemetery
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ORSETT. ROSS-On Saturday. December
4. 1887, ROSS oRSETT. the beloved
husband Of Elizabeth Orsett and father
of Mary Orsett
Funeral services from the W. W. Cham.
bers Co. Southeast funeral home, 517 18th
St. s. e on Tuesday. December q. at 1 80
p. m. ,.
Relatives and friends invited.
Infarrnerf Cedar Hill Cannefaru :
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MORAN. NELLIE F.-on Sunday, Decem-
Der 5. 1887. at her residence. Stone
| leigh Court Connections Avenue and L
Street Northwest, NELLIE r. MORAN. the
| beloved wife of C. ]. Moran
Remains resting at the W. W. Chambers
Company funeral home, 1400 Chaplin Street
Northwest. ' 49,
Notice of funeral later
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M'NAMARA. JOSEPH P Suddenly on
y, Friday 9g,s pes DECEMBER 3, 1887 at Camden.
late Mr.. and Mrs. Thomas Mcnamara, and
brother of Martin D. Mcnamara.
Funeral services sa1S from the " "; Chan;
Eleventh Street Southeast on Wednesday.
December 9 1887: at 10 a. m;
Arlington National Cemetery.
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FAUNCE, RAYMOND T.-on Sunday, De-
cember 5. 1887. at Walter Reed General
loved husband of Annie W. Faunce (nee
Watson) and son of Mary NJ. Faunce and
the late Jacob B. Faunce.
Remains resting at the W. W. Chambers
Company funeral home, 1400 Chaplin Street
Northwest. until Wednesday. December 8.
1887. at 2 D. m.
Funeral services from Fort Myer Chapel.
Fort Myer, Va, at 2:30 p. m.
Relatives and friends invited. .
Interment in Arlington National Gene
terry
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CROCKER, LEONARD A., JR.-On Sum
day, December 5. 1887. at the residence
n. W.. LEONARD q. CRoCKER JR. the
beloved son of Leonard Il. and Betty Mae
Crocker
Funeral services will be held in the
W W. Chambers Company Funeral Home,
140O Chaplin St. N. W.. on Monday. De-
cember 6. at 4 80 p m.
Relatives and friends invited.
1nterment in Norfolk, Va, on Tuesday.
nanarinhar Y
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N"rW n Home Of MiFr0phOHIo SOuR6
CAA~N"AB1 Penna ASe ct 2Ist 81.
Ronald Colman and Madeleine Carroll In
THE PRISONER OF ZENDA." Metro
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COMRADES, CHARLES-On Sunday. De
cember 8. 1887, at his residence, 1901
Conn. Ave. N. W., CHARLES CoNRADIS.
the beloved husband of Adele Conradis
ami father of Albert E. Conradis.
Funeral services will be held in the
w. W. Chambers Company Funeral Home.
14OG Chaplin st. N. W., on Tuesday, De-
cember z. at 2 p. m.
Relatives and friends are invited.
Interment in Rock Greek Cemetery.
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day, December 4, 1887, at his residence.
21S South 61st St.. Capitol Heights, Nd.
EUGENE THOMAS BREEN (nee Nef) I.
the beloved husband of Louise B. Breen
and father of Mrs. Louise Barbara Miles.
Funeral services from the w. w. Cham
bers Co. Southeast funeral home, 51T
11th St. 8 E.. on Tuesday. December z.
at $3.50 a. m, thence to St. Matthias
Catholic Church. Capitol Heights. Nd.
where Mass will be Offered at y a. m. for
the repose of his soul.
Relatives and friends are invited.
IntermenL in Cedar Hill Cemetery.
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1937-04-02
CHAPTER 6

Revolted and distracted at Leonard's
incredible madness, Ian struggled on
to fill in the obvious links.
Until it became unescapablly clear
that, for all her amazing air of SIM
plicity, innoncence and gentleness, Lo-
lita Won Waldeck was in fact subtle
adventures, calculating and mirthless
as tigress.
Good Lord, what horrible thing
she had done! In the course of sin
gle evening she had hopelessly corrupt
ed Leonard Hollis sense of honor. That
his own-Ian Gray's career-was
blasted as we'll, evidently bothered
neither the lover nor this woman in
the least. Too we'll Ian realized that
when Mr.. King, the austere and stern
ly puritannical American Minister,
learned what had happened, two diplo-
matte careers would end in blaze of
fatal and shameful notoriety. Well,
he was damned if he'd take it lying
down! There was yet time to stave
off disaster. Maybe. The theft wasn't
known. Too bad Baskerville had seen
him there at the Ministery-it would
look bad.
At the end of an unforgettable
hours thought, the drawn faced man
before the fire perceived that, in his
struggle for the immediate recovery of
the missing part of the treaty, there
was one powerful card in his favor
namely, that the Countess Won Wal
deck and her jolly, pink and white
cousin" possessed half of the treaty.
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"RCACK oRcNIoe"1y M ElX%

pique waistcoat fingers suddenly stiff
fened. "What's up, Soldat? Why do
you look at me like that?"
Better go in and make yourself
comfortable" Ian had to fight to get
out the words, so sharp was the pain
in his heart. "There's something
want to talk about-it may take some
time."
Suddenly a perceptible change came
over the younger mans face, the smile
faded and his lower lip trembled. Ian
read an abrupt bewilderment as Leo
nard's gray eyes blinked quickly two
or three times. He looked like man
just aroused from a deep sleep.
"Be with you in a moment" AT
the bedroom door he paused, looking
all at once very gray and old; the
starch gone out of his figure. whats
what's on your mind?"
"Tell you later"
GAIL right" said Leonard in the
hushed voice of immense bewilderment
"Just a minute I-I'm going to take
off this Internal boiled shirt"
Then with a jerked nod, the young
er man vanished into the bedroom
leaving behind a very faint sugges-
ton of that. perfume called Orchidees
Noires.
Like man who hears things in act
of awakening, so Ian heard the snap
of the light switch and, heaving a
deep sigh, he sank into his chair. How
he loathed the thought of that next
half hour. It seemed hard to realize
that this was perhaps the greatest
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Undoubtedly they would not rest with
the job half done.
He started. Downstairs the door
had ratified and, in fury mingled with
pity, Ian listened to the traitors IA
miliar step mounting the worn stone
stirs-the dull thud of each step
seemed to be imprinted upon his chill
ed and anguished brain. How could
Leonard-good steady old Leonard,
have played the callous rotter so de-
liberately? How he dreaded the next
few minutes. There certainly was moth
ing more tragic than the betrayal and
end of long and perfect friendship.
With a queer sense of unreality that
all this was some wretchedly realistic
nightmare, Ian watched the wrought
iron brass door handle move and then
drop. The door swung open and re-
vealed Leonard Holt, very good look
ing in his perfectly tailored dress
suit and with family perplexed smile
on his features.
"Hullo, Soldat," he greeted, flinging
his opera cloak upon a chair by the
door. "Why the vigil-ingrowing
conscience or unrequited love?"
Ian remained silent, before the fire
place. Somehow he could not bring
himself to speak. Until this CHASTITY
moment he had not realized how much
he loved that gay and irresponsible
youngster, now engaged in stripping
off his gloves. So he remained where
he was, one elbow resting on the yell
low marble mantelpiece and looking
fixedly at his roommate. Then Leo
nard's eyes met his.
A silence of the first magnitude en-
sued, and when piece of coal crack
led in the crate it sounded loud as a
small pistol.
you're late-had a good timer"
observed Ian at last. Funny, he had
to think of each word before he said
it!
"Why yes" said the other, with col
or yelling slowly into his features. He
paused in the act of undoing his white
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with the all-forseeing elaboration of
retreating general who plans one
final battle in which he risks every
thing-a battle which will end in
triumph or in an utter humiliation.
Ian spent a sleepless night of pom
dering and listening to the low MUIR
muir of voices in the bedroom-Leo-
nard was very low, Doctor Crane said
towards dawn.
Ian, with convincing carelessness, in
formed the man who usually cared for
the apartment that Mr.. Holt was sleep
ing. Also that he could have the next
two days off as he and Mr.. Holt would
both be away. Then Ian stalked out
and ate substantial breakfast at
nearby restaurant; then outwardly
normal he set off for the Ministry.
Once there he briefly explained that
Leonard Holt had been taken sick
and would be out that day. Lucky
it was Saturday.
His whole delicately adjusted plan
of campaign hinged on one unescap-
able element. Would Mr.. King ask
to see the treaty? If he did, there
was nothing for it but to come out
with the whole sordid story.
Every time the officers door OPEN
ed, dozen devils within Ian jabbed
at the base of his brain with needle
pointed lances of anxiety. Every
time an office boy hustled in to drop
sheaf of documents on his desk he
felt his fingers stiffen, and his mouth
go dry.
From where came the leaden
weights that held back the hands of
the clock? Today was Saturday,
thank God, and the office would shut
at twelve sharp! Now it was eleven
sixteen. Forty-four minutes more.
He must have betrayed some ner-
vousness he realized on noting Bas-
kerville, whose office was directly a.
cross the hall, peering fixedly at him
once or twice. He had hoped to win
the first step in his struggle when
there came summons from Mr.. King
and, like man who marches out to
face firing squad, Ian pushed back
his swivel chair and got up.
"Tell Mr.. King I'll be. in directly"
he instructed the boy and paused to
draw glass of water. Somehow it
steadied him and when he entered the
Minister deliberately furnished office
he in no whit differed from the Ian
Gray of every day.
"You had good time last night,
Baskerville tells me-"
A good time! "Yes,sir," Ian said.
"Sit down Gray, sit down. Now
regarding that X-2 Treaty." began Mr..
king, joining finger tips before his
shrewd ruddy face and peering up a
little shortsightedly, "we've got to
be mighty careful about it. Baron
Macy called me a few minutes ago
and in confidence informed me that
certain Soviet agents are known to be
in Budapest at present. Also he had
information that they've caught wind
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Said they wanted

about the treaty. Said they wanted
a copy no matter at what cost"
"Yes sir" Ian managed to reply and
wondered if he had lost color. "IlI
be extra careful, sir"
The American Minister tilted back
in his chair and fixed his pale blue
eyes on the green chestnuts whose
broad green leaves fluttered just out
side the window.
give been thinking about paragraph
three. 1t needs revision-not clear
enough to suit me. Get it out of the
safe and let's take look at it."
AS though an electric wire had come
in contact with his scalp, the hair on
the back of Ian's neck commenced to
tingle, but his voice was perfectly
steady as he said pleasantly, eyes, sir,
but that will be a long job and it's half
past eleven now. Paragraph thirty
two needs correction also. It's short
er job. Perhaps you would like to
look at that and let the other go until
Monday?"
The remark was shrewdly calculat-
ed, for all the Ministry knew that
Elias King played golf of Saturday
and that in all probability the Anglo
Magyar gold club would be crowded
on such fine spring day. Ian's pulse
rate dropped to slightly higher than
normal when Mr.. King briefly inclin-
ed his narrow, iron gray head.
Maybe you're right, Gray. Bring
IN the second part of the treaty-we've
time for that much anyhow" Then he
dashed Ian's rising hopes by saying
you'd better bring the first part to
my house tonight, we can work there
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wards the bedroom door, then halted,
frozen in mid-motion; thru the open
door had come a staccato report. In
single bound Ian gained the door
to remain clutching the door frame
and staring at the debonair figure of
Leonard Holt which rested half over
the writing desk. On the light gray
rug between Leonard's patent leather
dancing shoes lay an ugly, bluntnosed
automatic and from it's muzzle rose
an uncertain feather of gray smoke
that rather resembled a question
mark.
A minute dragged by while Ian
Gray remained in that frozen position
in the doorway, then he darted for
ward, picked up the inert form and
carried it swiftly across to the bed.
With fingers made expert by war ex-
perience, he stripped back the stiff
shirt front with that ugly black hole
in it's cleaning expanse. His fingers
were red as he ripped aside the under
shirt.
"Thank God it's high-there's a
chance for him."
AS he worked his mind whirred like
the engine of a storm tossed ocean
liner. What could be- done. After
binding a compress as tightly as he
might about that crater-like hole in
Leonard's side, he dashed to the tele-
phone and sent a message to DR..
Crane, doctor to the American Minis
ter, that brought that worthy in a
rush. Lucky he lived only few doors
away.
"What's happened?" snapped the
doctor, his gray eyes very sharp.
can accident" Ian informed him
crisply. Leonard was fooling with
his CUNT went Off"
The half dressed doctors face stiff
fened. sum, just missed the heart,
I've met accidents like that before. I
presume you want this kept quiet. "
lit is not only importantly is
vital" The big figure in the black
silk dressing gown was very serious.
He pointed to the bed with REDEEM
ed hand from which the cuff had been
rolled to the elbow. "We've got to
work to save two things for him."
Ellis life," said DR.. Crane quietly,
land what else?"
ellis honor. I'll tell you about it
sometime. Do you think you can han
die the matter all right?"
eyes, I have a competent male
nurse-I'll get him here directly"
Ian's pale features took on an ex-
preston of gravity. "What are his
chances?"
The Doctors bent shoulders rose in
little shrug.
"The fact that he's still living proves
that the bullet missed the arteries,
but he has torn his left side pretty
badly. I'll give him shade more
than an even chance it." he dwelt upon
the word, "if there are no complica-
tions. You see, firing through several
layers of fabric as he did, any guam
tity of germs may have been carried
into the wound" Doctor Crane COM
menced to peel off the coat he had
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pulled over his pajama jacket. "Later
I'll need an assistant to relieve Thomr
son-he's the nurse. Can you gel
someone who can be completely trust.
ed?"
EYES,"
eff you can get someone who means
lot to him, it will help. The will to
live is very important in border-line
case like this"
"I'll get his fiancee," said Ian quiet
ly. "She is devoted to him and she's
uncommon, level-headed."
"Get her here around noon," snap
ped the doctor as he threw open the
small black satchel he had appeared
with. "Now I've got to get busy. Call
this NUMBER" he scratched down a
message on a page torn from little
note book, "and tell Thompson to come
running. And from now on I don't
want to be bothered, I'll be very busy
do you understand"
eyes. I'll be in the next room. If
you want anything you have only to
call through the door,"
Yet half stunned with the horror
of the thing that had befallen Ian drop
ped heavily into the chair, before the
fireplace. Twice his eyes mechanically
read a sheet of paper that had lain
on .the desk, but not one word of the
scrawled message registered in his
brain. He couldn't seem to think
Leonard-Leonard Holt lay nearly
dead there in the next room. He could
recall Leonard's dirty face grinning
beneath mud-spattered tin hat
at another time, his face warm with
the exertion of the polo field his
face-his face
"Here, this won't do" he aroused
himself. cts getting nowhere" So
saying, he hunched forward, elbows
on knees to concentrate on the scrawl-
ed message.
"Dear Soldat," Git read). "Don't
know what happened to must
have been insane for the last two
weeks. just came to my senses.
Your look from beside the fireplace
did it. was a swine to do what
debut you don't know how Internal
ly beautiful and appealing Lolita is
I'd do it again probably. Blew your
thousand on ring I was going to
give her. Hope this confession saves
you from disgrace. She promised me
everything if I'd let her cousin make
copy of Treaty X-2. Found your
keys in the conservatory; she saw'me
pick them up. You surprised me at
the office, so only got the first part
thank Goblin an utter bounder
Soldat, and I'm afraid I've ruined
your career as we'll as mine. I am
taking the only way out. Please try
to understand and forgive whatever
you do-Avoid Lolita! She's irresis-
tible- unfathomable.
Leonard"
Having deliberately forced hi:
nerves into obedience, Ian put the let
ter away and prepared his campaign
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crisis in two lives-his and Leonard's.
Leonard in the next room, was moving
around as he got ready for bed.
Leonard was taking quite a bit of
time, Ian realized. Moreover, he had
stopped moving around. Ian got up
81 say, Leonard" He started to-
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at eleven sharp. Hate to spoil u
Saturday night but this is importan
Eleven o'clock! That left just /
hours of grace.
To be continued
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c. D. A. CARD PARTY

Last party of series, Feb. 9, at Parish Hall. Starts promptly at 8.15. Grand prizes and prizes for the evening. Contract, pinochle and whist. Refreshments. Admission 50 cents. adv.
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DOUCL AS C. c. GIVES SUPPORT
 TO TWO BILL. 5
Also Recommneds Dimond's s Proposed Territorial
 Bond Issue

The bill purposing the establish ment of an experimental fur farm in the Territory, as recommended by the Petersburg Chamber of Com merce and the McCutcheon me morial asking Congress to strike out the words, excluding Alaska" from the Jones Shipping Act. both of which are now pending action before the Alaska Legislature, re- ceived the endorsement of the Doug las Chamber of Commerce at a special meeting held for that pur- pose last night. Considerable de- bate over the latter issue ensued before it was voted upon. Also recommended for passage in the Legislature is the acceptance of the $2,000 ,000 bond issue privilege of the Federal government for the Terri tory.
 Plans for the entertainment of
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HEAVY
 KING DEFEATS
 PHILLy HEAVY
John Henry Lewis Out points Al Ettore in l5-
 round Non-title Go

PHILADELPHIA, Feb. 9.--Fin- ishing with rush to close Ettore's left eye, after flooring him for a count of nine in the third, John Henry Lewis, worlds light-heavy- weight champion, outpointed Al Et- tore, Philadelphia heavyweight, here last night in a fifteen-round non- title bout before a crowd of thir- teen thousand.
 Judge Matt Adgie gave Lewis ten rounds and Ettore five, Referee Houck declared seven for Lewis, four for Ettore and called four even, while Judge Spud Murphy, Annapolis boxing coach called the fight a draw, giving each fighter six rounds and calling the other three even.
 Lewis entered the ring weighing 181 pounds while Ettore scaled 192.