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Minneapolis spokesman. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1934-2000, 1937-04-09
LIQUOR SALE IN PROGRESS

Snyder's Liquor Store, SO South
Sixth St., has one of the greatest
liquor sales in local history in
progress.
Sam Snyder, proprietor, during
the height of the depression refused
to discharge his Negro employees at
the time great pressure was being
brought in Minneapolis to replace
Negro employees.
Minneapolis spokesman. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1934-2000, 1937-04-09
ALVERTA CORUM ADDRESSES
ELITE CLUB

Mrs. Alverta Corum, a gradu-
ate of the University of Minnesota
and a member of the Halle @.
Brown staff, spoke to the members
of the Elite Club on "Cooperatives"
at their regular meeting Tuesday,
March 80, at the home of Miss
Hazel Warricks. Mrs. Corum told
what the cooperative movement
had done in Gary, Indiana, since
the organization of Buying Club
about 1880. The origin of the
movement was also discussed, and
it was discovered that one of the
earliest cooperatives was started
on the small sum of one hundred
and forty dollars.
The club decided to have regu-
lar instructions on cooperatives
from Mrs. Corum in the future.
The club has sent two repre-
sentatives, Miss Marguerite Payne
and Mr.. Samuel Reed, to the Min
nesota Youth Assembly April Bird
Minneapolis spokesman. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1934-2000, 1937-04-09
PAINT AND VARNIsH SALE

PAINTS and VARNISHES 81 PER GAL.
and UP
We sell only the highest grade paints
varnishes, enamels, etc., at the lowest
prices and guarantee our product to be as
good as any in the Twin Cities.
We have over 40 years of practical
painters experience and will advise you
what to use and how to apply it.
Also close-out prices on all electric cell
ing and wall fixtures.
PEEL NOT PAINT COMPANY,
800 BIRD AVE. SOUTH
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1937-11-05

makes his home in Greensboro, mar
rowly escaped serious injuries when
he wrecked his Terraplane automo-
bile in an attempt to avoid striking
James Thomas, a pedestrian, on the
Chester-Stevensville highway.
AS Mr.. Green was driving to Love
Point he met a string of cars coming
from Stevensville. The bright lights
of the last car blinded him and he
was within eight feet of Thomas be-
fore he saw the latter. When Mr..
Green swung the wheel, the car turn
ed over several times and struck q
telephone pole. Thomas was hit by
the fender and knocked to a ditch,
but except for cut forehead was not
seriously injured.
The theatre manager was badly
shaken up and bruised and suffered
nervous shock but was otherwise UNI
harmed.
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1937-11-05

passed. A window had cracked from
the heat of crawling flame, following
upward along the edges of protruding
logs. The air had become suffocating.
Perhaps it was this which at last
caused Jack Hammond to stir. That
was all, for moment, merely a
loose, disjointed movement, of the
legs, clutching of the hands, which
soon died away. Then the movement
came again, the arms rose, moving
toward his head, only to aimlessly fail.
The man groaned. The fire licked
closer; it now was beginning to
writhe along the crossbeams.
Continued next week
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1937-11-05

a good gamester leaves the giving OF
information to the proprietor. Dull
ed by mental fatigue, Hammond at
last approached the bar. Then Around
the World Annie strolled through q
doorway and edged beside him, an
elbow on the mahogany, a well-shod
foot on the brass rail.
"Well, Prospector," she queried
''celebrating?"
eff you want to call it that. I'm
looking for Bruce Kenning."
eff you find him, tell me-" came
caustically. "I'm still wondering if
that guy pulled fast one on me-"
"Was he here tonight?"
"Was he here?" asked Around the
World Annie. "He came in like a
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1937-11-05

fire alarm. That guys nuts on rou-
lette. He couldn't get to the table
fast enough. Had a lot of gold on
him. Making bets like a crazy
man."
"Who WONT"
Around the World Annie pressed
her lips.
Gam I running charity bazaar?"
she queried. Answering her own ques-
ton, "Come to think of it, I guess
1 am. He didn't make a good bet all
night. Then he began getting chips
on tick. Say" she exclaimed, che was
into me for ten thousand berries of
borrowed money before l could tell
him I didn't lend to gamblers. Pm
givin" you the facts. Fine chance
I've got to get it back"
"Oh, he can pay it. He's got the
money"
"Yeh?" Annie became more heart
ened. you know, I've been wonder
in if it wasn't gag. This little rat
of a Lew Slade comes in just when
we're arguing"
Il thought he worked for you"
"Slade? He did. Until I fired him
for stealing. Tonight, he was all ex-
cited. He rushed up to Kenning and
whispered something, and Kenning
started to beat it. But wouldn't let
him go, not without some security on
that loan. That's when he pulled the
fast one. He yelled for a pen anG
signed his name for me and passed
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1937-11-05

ding fists of his enemy's fists, swung
blow after blow against Hammond's
face and head.
Suddenly Hammond began to use
strategy, staggering, pretending to
sag at the knees. Kenning shouted
and rushed him.
Instantly, Hammond leaped aside
and thrusting forth leg, tripped the
other man off balance. Then the
prospector was on him. catching him
with one arm about his neck, and
sending his free fist against Ken
ning's face with crashing force
which seemed to drive his knuckles
into his wrist bones. Kenning WING
ed. He cried out. Hammond, gasping
for breath, allowed a grunt of triumph
to pass his lips. This was joy-to
hear an evidence of pain and suffer-
ing. Desperately the geologist' strove
to turn in the other mans grasp;
slowly he began to succeed. Now, in
better position for defense, he began
counter-attack upon Hammond's
midriff; the prospector retaliated by
driving blow after blow against the
other mans face until his hands were
Shiny.
They had begun to tire, staggering
now, their punches losing some of
their power. At last, Kenning gave
up his attempts to knock the other
man out by body punches; soon he
ceased striking entirely, and clasping
Hammond tight, tried to wrestle him
from his feet.
A blood-smeared pair, they crashed
from one end of the room to the 9th
er, throwing each other clear, rushing
together again, arms failing, only to
clinch and struggle, striving desper-
ately to kick, to bite, to claw; all
sense of contest had become lost. Now
this was struggle between two great
animals, each enduring great lsuf-
fering, but content if he could give q
little more than he received. At last,
tight gripped, they stumbled and
sprawled to the floor, rolling madly
for the advantage. By a tremendous
effort, Hammond forced the geolo-
gist beneath him, and legs tight
gripped about his chest, Strengthened
for the onslaught of blows that would
bring upconsciousness.
A sound came from behind him,
like door opening. Jack gave it NO
attention. But suddenly, aware of
Gathering boots on the rough floor,
he tried to turn. Now he saw Lew
Slade at the pile of firewood beside
the stove. Slade had a stick in his
hand: he ran forward, both hands
clenching the weapon
The pain of the blow lasted only
an instant, a shattering, horrible feel
ing, as though Hammond's head had
been separated from his body. His
eyes seemed to split with the flash
of binding lights, only as quickly tol
be smothered in darkness.
Kenning rolled clear and was stag
gering to his feet. He stumbled for
ward, looking dazedly down at the
motionless form of Jack Hammond.
Then, with a hand fumbling weakly
at his swollen mouth, he glanced slow
ly about him.
"See if there's still a fire in that
stove"
Lew Slade crossed the room.
"Yeh. There's some Goals left"
Lets dump them out on the floor"
"What for?"
eff the place burns down, nobody'n
kno11r x1rho xrraS In 1xrLoco rl-olo4cr,
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1937-11-05
it is" came thickly.
Lew Slade looked up.

I4GW OLAUS kOOkSU up.
They'll know it isn't me-if I'm
around"
"Then you'll have to hide out" He
gestured impatiently. "Well, hurry!
Scrape those Goals out on the floor.
And put some kindling and wood on
them"
He stood Keeling while Lew Slade
obeyed; clarity of brain was gone;
Bruce Kenning was foggy, mentally
inert. At last they turned for the
door. Kenning looked back at the
smoking bed of Goals from which
small flames were beginning to char
the clean wood which had been piled
atop them. Then he glanced toward
the still form of Jack Hammond.
His chests moving!" Lew Slade
said. HE amt dead"
Kenning Strengthened groggily.
Again he rubbed his hands over swoll-
en- eyes.
HE will be-" came thickly, as he
pushed Lew Slade through the door.
Long minutes passed. The tiny
flames grew into larger ones, the
white, clean wood became discolored,
suddenly to break into yellow light.
Finally, blush lick of fire began
to make its way along the floor, in
flammable from the spattered greas
of cooking. A quarter of an hour
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1937-11-05

over the damned thing and said he'd
be back tomorrow morning to make to
good-square up. And 1 was sap
enough to let him leave!"
Passed over what?"
A check or a note or something.
Got it upstairs in the cash box; prob
ably isn't worth the paper it's writ
ten on" Annie sighed. ooh, we'll, l
amt really out any dough. He owes
me ten thousand bucks, but it was
for chips that are all back in the
racks now, SEEM he lost as fast as
he borrowed"
Hammond changed the subject.
"You don't happen to know where
this Lew Slade lives 2"
Around the World Annie screwed
up her enameled face.
"Well, now, let's see if I can tell
you how to get there. Know that
trail that leads off to the left after
you're well along toward Sapphire 2"
A half hour later, Jack Hammond
crept slowly forward toward the lit
tie cabin set deep in the forest. For
moment, he left the trail, in hid
ing, yet watchful. The door had open
ed, revealing Lew Slade, who paused
to say something to a remaining &C.
cupant, then hurried out along the
trail; Hammond could have touched
him as he passed. Jack waited long
minutes after that. Then he moved
slowly, carefully, through the tangled
underbrush until he could look into the
candle-lit cabin. A glance assured
him; he ran for the door.
A kick and it flew open. Across
the room, white-faced, hastily pulling
a chair before him, as II for defense,
was Bruce Kenning.
There was a moment of glowering
survey. Neither spoke; there was no
sound, in fact, save the queer, blast
like sounds of heavy breathing. Then,
Jack Hammond flexed the muscles
of his heavy shoulders. His head set,
a peculiar forward attitude, brows
lowered over watchful eyes, slowly,
deliberately, he started forward.
Suddenly he lodged. A queer cry
had come from Kenning's throat, as
though restraint had broken under the
pressure of tensity. His hands had
frightened about the back of the chair;
suddenly he raised it and threw it
with all his strength. Hammond NOV
ed only enough to allow it to go
harmlessly past, Gathering against
the opposite wall. Kenning grimaced,
his lips pulling back from parted
teeth.
"Well, say something!" he broke
forth. Staring at me like that"
The answer was only low rumble
of hate. Kenning turned dazedly, as
if seeking escape. But Jack Ham,
mond was between him and the door,
still coming forward slowly, as if he
took joy in this creeping approach.
Yet, he knew he was not going
into an easy battle. They were match
ed men, in height, weight and agility.
One was fired with revenge, the other
burned with desperation. Foot by
foot, Hammond went on. Then sud-
denly, they met in smuggling combat.
There was little science. What box
ing ability they might have possessed
had been overwhelmed by rage; now
Hammond bored in with a series of
straight-arm punches which drove his
antagonist, gasping to the wall. But
there, Bruce Kenning took new
strength. Now it was he who, lay
ing himself wide open to the thud-
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1937-11-05
THEATRE MAN ESCAPES
DEATH IN AN AUTO

Henry T. Green, manager of the
Queen Theatre, Queenstown, who
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
WEATHER GROUNDS AAT PLANES AND
 AVIATORS SUNDAY

With weather aspects bad along the West Coast, Alaska Air Trans port pilots hung cut the "seagulls walking" sign yesterday, after a fruitless dawn hop made by Pilot L. F. Barr in the AAT Stinson to Annex Creek Pilot Barr was to pick up a party there for the return to JuGsu, but was unable to land becausa of water conditions.
 On q flight to Tenakee, Chicha- gof and Sitka Saturday morning Pilot Simmons in the AAT Lock heed seaplane carried w. l.. Bald win to Tenakee. Jack Harkin and Matt Niyala to Hirst-Chichagof. and F. Quackenbush and Carl Ashen- primer to Chichagof. He returned here about o'clock Saturday af- ternoon with B. A. Newkirk from Sitka.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
RETURNING

MT. and Mrs. Guy l.. Smith who have been in Seattle selecting equip ment and stock for their new drug store on Second Street, have booked passage on the North Sea leaving Seattle on June 4.
 According to reports received Miss Marie Fox, student at Belling ham Normal, Bellingham, Washing ton, will leave on June 4, immedi- ately ur on completion of the spring quarter, enroute to Douglas to spend the summer visiting with her par ents, NIT. and Mrs. c. A. Fox.
 Miss Alice Tassen, another stu dent at the Normal, will also return to Douglas upon completion of the term Miss Tassell has completed the three years of required school ing.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
Fox Is Gone But Not Forgotten

Scribed in a woman's hand, on a card attached to his halter, the
 Ne ot tls iorfner mistress is trav- cling north with Fox to his new home at Seldovia, Alaska, where he is being borne aboard the Alaska l. ne ireighter Depere, now in port here.
 My name is Fox. I've been raised pet. Please be kind to me. " reads the massage on the card Though none is discernable, there is perhaps also tear-drop or two which might have dropped silently upon the bit of pasteboard as the unknown miss or lady penned the words that were to carry her hope that, though she must part with her pet, he might not find life in the Northland too ungentle.
 At any rate, it would be hard tc believe that MT. Cole, when he mounts upon his fine newly pur- chased saddle horse at Seldovia can do ought but take care to heed the plea that came north with Fox
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
WALT HALL NonTHBouND

Walter Hall, PAA flier, who has been in the States for the past month on combined vacation and business trip, is returning north aboard the steamer Yukon. Pilot Hall is to fly this summer for the Vein Airwalys, of Fairbanks, and while in the States ferried to Seat tie two new ships for that com pany.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
NOTICE

For special fresh dressed chickens call Femmer, phone IA. adv.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
DABO BACK FROM TRIP TO KANSAS
 MEDICAL CLINIC
BEACHwEAR IN WINE

Reporting his health much inn proved, although he is still not yet in top shape, Mitch Dabo, owner of t he Gastineau c aft here, re- turned to Juneau aboard the steam CT Princess Louise after a seven weeks trip to Richville, Kansas where he put himself in the care of the Kolar Health Clinic.
 Going directly to Richville by train on his arrival in Seattle south bound. MT. Dabo spent practically no time on the coast, returning tc Seattle by plane just in time tc board the ship for the north. Re turning west by air he did make very brief stops at Los Angeles anc San Francisco, between planes.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
MARTHA REFSLAND IS
 GUEST OF HONOR AT
 LUNCHEON SATURDAY

At luncheon, Saturday afternoon, Mrs. Roy RoaA, entertained in honor of Mrs. Martha B. Refsland, of the Bureau of Indian Affairs, WHO b ieaNlng shortly TOT Arizona. The affair was held in Percy's Cafe.
 Guests of the afternon were Mrs. Willard Beatty. Mrs. Claude Hirst, Mrs. Charles Hawkesworth, Mrs. George c. Penny, Mrs. William Paul, Mrs. Gertrude LaCkey, Mrs Olive Trower, Miss Ann Coleman Mrs. Cleo Reason, Mrs. Tom Allen Miss Mangnhilde Oygard, Mrs. John Sharples, Mrs. Emma White, and Mss Jola Gaddie.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
NOTICE TO CREDITORS

4NO " &AiLDh Olt1 IN THE PROBATE COURT, JU-
 NEAU PRECINCT, TERRITORY OF ALASKA.
 Tn the matter of the estate of HUGO WALFRED MATTSON, also known as FRED MATTSON, ~c- ceased.
 NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN, that Carl Mattsson Moltke has been duly appointed administrator of the above named estate. All persons having claims against said estate are required to present same with proper vouchers within six months from the date hereof at the office of my attorney, Henry Roden, Val- entine Building, Juneau, Alaska. Dated this 10th day of May, 1887
 CARL MATTSSON MOLTKE. Publication dates, May 10-17-24-31 1887.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
TO RETURN

Mrs. John Mills who has been visiting with her sister, Mrs. Will liam Robertson of Ketchikan, will return home tomorrow aboard the Northlend.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
D DOUGLAS NE W s
TO LEAVE TOR

MT. and Mrs. Robert Bonner, Jr., accompanied by their two children, Donald and Pauline, will leave on the Yukon next Monday, June T, for a vaca ton trip to the Puget Sound district.
 Miss Impi Aalto, teacher in the Petersburg school and daughter of MT. anu Mrs. A. Aalto of Douglas, has also made reservation on the Yukon which is sailing next Mon- day. Mss Aalto is enroute to Bel lingham where she will enroll for summer session at the Normal.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
NOTICE

On and after this date, May 28 1897, I will not be responsible for any debts contracted by any one unless authorized by the under signed.
 adv. c. F. tJOE) VASSAR.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
BALOGS LEAVE

Mrs. A J. Balog and two daugh- ters leave today on the Aleutian for Seattle where they will spend the summer visiting with friends and rela tiveS.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
MISS CAHILL HOME

Miss Doris Cahill returned to her home in Treadwell last Saturday after spending a week at the Kend- Ter home on Glacier Highway, as the guest. of Miss Mildred Kendler.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
UNDERGOEs OPERATION

Glen Kirkham underwent an ap- pendectomy last Saturday evening at St. Ann's Hospital. He is resting reasily according to his physician.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-05-31
NOTICE

Second annual meeting of the stockholders and board of directors of Jack Wade Dredging Company will be held Tuesday, June 8, in Dawson, Yukon Territory, Canada.
 (SigneO CHARLES A. WHITNEY, adv. Secretary
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-01-15

Bob disregarded Betty's advice to
save his matches and drew cigaret
lighter from his pocket. He lighted
1t and the tiny fame showed the re-
lief and hope in the girls face, as
she smiled up at him. For a moment
he forgot everything else, as he drew
her to him. Then the fact that they
were in an underground prison, be-
in;. held there for some mysterious
renson, came back with crushing
force. Bob got to his feet and,
with Betty's aid, hobbled pain
fully about the small room they
were in. Nothing but the dust of
ages and bare abode walls met
tbe.r eyes. Beyond was a similar
room with frieze of Indian
paiating near the top of the walls,
the color and design amazingly
artistic and distinct.
"Evidenly some beauty's bou-
DOR" Bob remarked, looking at
the wall with interest. TOO bad
shs didn't leave q club or some
thing behind, too"
The only exit seemed to be a
low tunnel, barely high enough
for a man to crawl through.
Her old man wasn't taking any
chances, was hep" Bob grinned.
''fYold the lighter, Betty. I'm
going to take a look. We can't sit
In this art gallery forever, and
I'd much rather crawl than walk
with my bum ankle"
While she held the light, he
started into the little tunnel
which, almost at once, began to
pitch sharply downward. He
struck a match to see where he
was going.
I'm coming. too, Bob" Betty
said, behind him. I'D go any
place rather than stay alone again
Here's the lighter. 1t seems to
have gone out. Maybe you can
fix It,"
But he lighter evidently had
exhausted its fuel. for repeated
swapping of the flint brought nc
results.
"Six matches left" Bob an
nounced. Are you game to &C
on? There must be some end tc
this"
"Go on. I'm coming" Betty
answered, though her voice shook
q little.
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-01-15
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With fumbling fingers, she
searched the floor. Then the stub
of candle was in her grasp. The
next instant its light fiared out
again. That instant Bob sprang
upon the man beside him, and
Betty saw them go down, fight
ing furiously as they fell. The
Indian rushed toward her. With
cry she shrank back, still
clutching the candle. II he
touched her she could at least
thrust the flame into his face. She
had never been so close to death
and, to her utter amazement, she
found that all terror had left her.
Back! Stay back, say!" she
heard herself shouting but Brok-
en- Shield did not seem to hear.
He was looking, instead, at some
thing he had snatched from the
little shelf.
Then she saw what it was-thc
obsidian knife! Betty shut her
eyes, sudden feeling, of nausea
coming over her. That hideous
knife that already had, killed two
men. Who would he strike-de
Forest or Bob? Her hands
clenched into hard fists. She felt
the candle break, but she pressed
forward. She must see, must
warn Bob about that knife.
But Bob was too busy to pay
attention to any kind of warn
ing. Slowly but surely, his an
tagonist was pushing him back
back toward the farther wall.
Bobs bad ankle was bucklying I'M
her him, and he was forced to
hop awkwardly on his good foot,
as he desperately gave back blow
for blow.
The Indian circled toward them,
waiting for chance to Strike.
Bob, look out!" Betty screamed.
Hes got the knife!" Holding out
the candle at arms length, she
tried to see what was going on In
the dark shadows.
Pounding fists, crunching against
bone and muscle, was all she could
distinguish. Oh, would it never
end! She must wake up and find 1t
had all been a hideous nightmare,
Now the Indian was going to strike.
For an instant she had glimpse OF
the man who was fighting Bob
turning and looking up at the OBJ
sidian knife above his head.
Then came the swift downward
stroke of Broken Shields arm
Slowly the man in front of Bob
turned, then crumpled to his knees
He was down and that black thing
was in his neck.
Betty caught her breath. She
felt as though she were smother
ing, and her own knees suddenly
refused to hold her weight. She
too, was falling down into soft
darkness that rose to clutch her.
(To Be Continued