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The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-12-09

Raymond O'Connell was guest Of honor at surprise birthday party given ct his home on Saturday night. Games were played, after which @ musical program was en- joyed. Supper was served late m the evening. A large birthday cake served as a centerpiece for the table. Mir. O'Connell received many use- full gifts from the guests who m" cluded Mrs. George Turner, Mrs. William Proc, MT. and Mrs. William O'Connell, MT. and Mrs. John Dowl- ing, MT. and Mrs. Walter Fenn, MT. and Mrs. Willis Moody, Margaret O'Connell, Carl Stemm, Edmund O'Connell, John Rafierty, Josephine O'Connell, Eleanor Rowley and Robert OConnell.
 MT. and Mrs. Howard Northrop were recently given a house warm ing in their new home in Middle bury. During the evening cards were played and an enjoyable time was had. A luncheon was served at @ late hour. Beautiful gifts were presented tot he couple by their guests. Those present were: MT. and Mrs. J. Beebe, MT. and Mrs. F. Lynch, MT. and Mrs. William ba. ker, MT. and rs. Gustave Grandell, Mrs. J. Weidorn, Mrs. Rose North. TOD, Miss Gertrude Faber, MT. and Mrs. J. 0randeli, MT. and Mrs. G. Fl. 0randell, MT. and Mrs! Wilbur Beebe, MT. and Mrs. Walter Meier Mir. and Mrs. Fred Beebe, Mrs. H. Beebe. Mir. and Mrs. Frank Reed Mrs. Steele, Mir. and Mrs. W. H. Baker, MT. and Mrs. L. santillo, Mrs | A. Polletta, Mrs. J. santillo, Mrs II. Watts, Mrs. Bunnell, Mrs. J. Far rell, Mrs. Freda Erickson, Mrs. M. Anderson, MT. and Mrs. 0. North TOD, MT. and Mrs. Leroy Northrop, MT. and Mrs. Ernest Carey, J. An- derson, Miss Esther Erickson, Dor othy Grandell, Ruth Northrop, El- sic Northrop, clifford Baker, John 1 Davis.
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-12-09

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The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-12-09
Contract Bridge
CORNELL BRIDGE CLUB

Top scorers in Q new series of "wednesday afternoon sessions of the Cornell Bridge club conducted by Mrs. John 0. Moriarty were North and South: Mrs. John Collins and Mrs. John Murphy, 58; Mrs. Thom- as Horrigan and Mrs. Erwin Hath away, A i-2: and East and West: Mrs. John Dillon and Mrs. Matthew Doyle, 58 and Miss Rachel Henge- weld and Mrs. Charles Velte, 70.
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-12-09

Misses Louise and Dorothy Hogan of East Main street have returned after spending several days in New York city.
Evening star., 1937-01-11
FOUR FACE DEATH
IN ELECTRIC CHAIR
Group Is Second on Sing Sing
Mass-Execution
Schedule.
By the Associated Press.

By the Associated Press.
OSSINING, N. Y. January H.
Three colored youths in their teens
and q white man have four more days
to live unless Gov. Lehman saves
them from execution.
They are the second Of three groups
in Sing Sing Prisons death house
who were to die In mass executions
on successive Thursday nights, be-
ginning last week. But four Of six
young hold-up killers were saved from
the electric chair last Thursday, Civ
ing renewed hope to those scheduled
to die this week.
The four now facing the chair are
Wentworth Springer, II: Lawrence
jackson, 18, and Robert Taliaferro,
19, colored, convicted of killing Nor
ris Ernest for $3.50 in Manhattan
hold-up, and Louis Lazar, 20, convict
ed Of staying Morris Saskowitz In
Brooklyn in fued over money.
Five other prisoners, two of them
minors. are under sentence to be exc
cuted q week from Thursday night.
+ Humanitarian groups besieged Gov.
Evening star., 1937-01-11

Lehman with appeals for clemency
last week, and two nights before the
scheduled execution 200 Italian fathers
and mothers from the Italian sec
ton knelt in prayer in the street be-
fore the Governors home in New York
City.
I'm younger than Scata, but no.
body cares about me-" Jackson, one Of
the colored youths, said today.
He referred to 19-year-old Salvatore
Scata Of Hartford. Conn, saved only
few hours before last Thursdays
executions Of Theodore Didonne, 81.
and Joseph Bologna, "a. The three
Evening star., 1937-01-11

other participants in the Brooklyn
hold-up staying Of subway collector.
saved by the Governor the previous
night, were Dominick Zizzo, 27: Sam
uel Kimmel, %, and Eugene Bruno,
20. AL face life imprisonment.
Lazar,s chances for clemency rest
chiefly on the fact that it required
two convictions to keep him in the
death house. His first conviction was
set aside by the Court of Appeals.
About 1000 applications to see an
execution are on file at Warden Lewis
e. Lawes' office. From this list he
will select a dozen citizens to be legal
witnesses Thursday night.
Evening star., 1937-01-11
In the Hunt Country
Activities Among the Horse-Lovers of
Virginia and Maryland.

The Fairfax Hunt-William Nc
Clellan, NJ. F. H.; Seneca road and
Leesburg pike, 10 am.
Orange County Hunt-Fletcher
Harper, M. F. H. For time and place
call The Plains telephone central.
Loudoun Hunt Club. r. H. Alex
ander, M. F. H.; Dry Mill Bridge, ]
pm.
Maryland.
Ekridge- Hartford Hunt-H. s. La.
dew, M. F. H.; Greens Bridge, IL am
Riding and Hunt Club Hounds-Dr.
Fred r. Sanderson, M. r. H.: Scot
land, las pm.
Evening star., 1937-01-11

Henry Tinmons Of Tulsa is the only
one Of Oklahoma's "A Senators who
wears a mustache.
Evening star., 1937-01-11

Heavily enameled metal
closet in white. green or ivory.
Coin. high. l8-in. wide. l2-in.
deep.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-10-28
SYNOPSIS

Brooke Reyburn visits the office of
Jed Stewart, lawyer, to discuss the
terms of an estate she has inherited
from Mrs Mary Amanda Dane. Unwit-
hngly she overhears Jed talking to Mark
Trent, nephew of Mrs. Dane who has
been disinherited. Mrs. Dane had lived
at Lookout House, huge structure on
the sea, built by her father and divided
into two. for her and Marks father.
Brooke had been fashion expert, and
Mrs. Dane, a "shut-in," hearing her on
the radio had invited her to call and de.
veloped deep affection for her. Mark
discloses that Mrs. Dane had threatened
to disinherit him if he married Lola,
from whom he is now divorced. He says
he does not trust Henri and Clotilde
jacques, Mrs. Danes servants. He says
he is not interested in an offer of
Brooke's to share the estate with him.
Leaving her department store job.
Brooke refuses an offer to Ego stepping
with Jerry Field, carefree young man
who wants to marry her. At family
conference she learns she must live at
Lookout House alone. since Lucette, her
younger sister who is taking her job, her
brother, Sam, young playwright, and
her mother plan to stay in the city. Jed
anil Mark are astounded when they hear
from Mrs. Gregory, a family friend,
that she had witnessed hitherto un-
known will with Henri and Clotilde two
weeks before Mrs. Dane died. Brooke
had arrived just as she was leaving.
Jed suggests that Mark open his part of
Lookout House. get friendly with Brooke
and try to find out about the will. Jed
agrees to stay with him. Mark accepts
Brooke's invitation for family Thanks
givir /. dinner at Lookout. Mrs. Reyburn
announces on Thanksgiving eve that she
has been invited to England. Sam and
Lucette decide to move in with Brooke
and Sam plans to produce new play
locally. After the Thanksgiving dinner
Brooke tells Mark that little of Mrs.
Danes silver collection is left. Jerry
Field and his sister Daphne drop in and
announce they will be neighbors for the
winter. Sam adds them to the cast of his
play. Later Inspector Harrison of the
local police visits Mark and is informed
about the missing will and silver. AS
Harrison leaves, Lola arrives, changed
by years and indiscriminate love affairs.
She announces that she and her. new
husband, Bert Hunt, have started
neighborhood filling station.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-10-28

her mind. With unseeing eyes on
the green parrot back in his cage,
she thought of the woman's warning
to her, of her threat to Mark Trent
lit had been threat, in spite Of
that sugary darling" What had
she meant? What object could Henri
have had in denying her presence?
Why should the remembrance of the
low voice declaring: eff you keep
level head we can't lose, Henri"
send icy prickles crawling up her
spine and coasting down?
Brooke thoughtfully smoothed the
lace of her dinner frock, lace the
very shade of the high lights in her
hair. If this were movie, there
might be trick cupboard in the
green paneling in which the silver
had been hidden, but there was
nothing so exciting here. She had
been at Lookout House when the
walls and trim were painted.
Calling car S! Car S! Car 81"
The frenzied call brought Brooke
to her feet, set her heart humping
madly. Then she laughed as the
parrot with squawk preened his
green and yellow feathers. She
made a disdainful face at the
chuckling bird.
''Mr. Micawber, sometime when
you yell like that I'll forget that I'm
perfect lady and wiring your neck.
Sam, did you teach the parrot that
police radio call?" she demanded,
as her brother entered the room.
His eyes twinkled behind the
lenses Of his horn-rimmed specta-
cles. He pulled piece Of cracker
from the pocket Of his blue coat.
"Sure, / taught him. I've been at
work on that bird ever since ]
came. Here, stout fella!"
The parrot twisted his head com.
pletely round, blinked lidless eyes,
before he nipped at the reward
which Sam had thrust through the
bars of his square cage.
"That birds peach, Brooke. You
can teach him anything if you try
hard enough. Boy, / wish I had
him in the play. He'd show some
of the stiffs how to speak their
lines"
who's the biggest problem?"
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-10-28
CHAPTER vi

Brooke stood before the fire In the
softly lighted iving-room at Look
out House. Three days had passed
since she had received the letter
Offering her the Palm Beach posi-
ton, since she had heard that the
Hunts were the proprietors Of the
filling-station she had been patron
izing. She had refused promptly
the business offer and had dropped
it from her mind, but she couldn't
forget the other. Sometimes she
wondered if she would ever think of
anything else. Questions were ever
lastingly popping up. Had Lola Hunt
gone to Mark Trent's house to tell
him about it, or had he known al
ready? Why later had the woman
been talking so confidentialy to
Henri at the garden door Of Lookout
House? What had she meant by:
IF you keep level head we can't
lose, Henri? What was behind that
snapped off "wit" Of Mark Trent's?
Why was she spending mo-
ment's thought on Mark Trent's
problems? Hadn't she plenty Of her
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-10-28
By Emile Lorir,g
g Emile Loring.
WNU Service.

chance-but it was thrilling to know
that she was wanted. Palm Beach.
All sunshine and fragrance and flow
ers. What a contrast to this stern
and rockbound coast with the pound
of surf, the vail of the siren, and the
cries of gulls, to which she was
anchored for the present.
The contents of the letter glowed
in her mind as she dressed for the
evening. It was heart-warming to
know that her hard work had been
appreciated.
Not until later, as, Struggled in a
big chair before the fire in the liv-
ing-room, she waited for Lucette
and Sam to change for dinner, did
the memory of Mrs. Hunts pres
ence at the garden door recur to
her. Now it surged to the top Of
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-10-28
CHAPTER v-Continued
.

"Please. Stewart and have given
up cocktails, they're too effeminate.
We have become tea-minded since
we came here. The cup that cheers
offsets to degree the pound Of the
SUR outside. Have a sandwich, En-
press?"
''You haven't forgotten that nick
name, have you, Mark? like it
from you. You use your mothers
silver, don't you? BY the way, what
became of that gorgeous antique
service of your aunt's? / haven't
seen any of it at Lookout House,
Brooke"
The girl felt as if the eyes of both
men were regarding her with sus-
picious attention. She finished fill
ing cup, added slice of lemon
and two Jumps Of sugar.
"F'or Mrs. Gregory, Mr.. Stewart.
Will you have yours the same
strength? Oh, about Mrs. Danes
silver. There isn't any,"
isn't any! You say there isn't
any silver? Where is it, then? Did
your aunt relent and give it to you,
Mark?"
mo. Miss Reyburn and I were
wondering about it on Thanksgiving
day. Glad you brought up the SUBJ
ject. Aunt Mary Amanda didn't
speak of having disposed Of it, the
day you wit-the last day you saw
her, did she?"
Why had Mark Trent 'foundered
in his question? What had he meant
by "The day you wit? Why
change the end of the sentence?
Witness was the word he had start
ed to use. What had Mrs. Gregory
Witnessed?
Even while she was driving Mrs.
Gregory home, under sky already
freckled with stars, making what
she hoped were intelligent responses
to her monologue of question and
answer, Brooke was weighing and
disposing of conjectures as to the
meaning of the Hunt -roman's warn
ing. It was with sense of strain
lifted that she helped the older
woman out of the car. Mrs. Greg
DRY laid her hand on her arm.
you're darling, Brooke. I APP
preciate now the color, and the
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-10-28

Daphne Field. She's pretty
enough but dumb. She'll stop the
show, all right but not because
she's an actress. Hers is feed
part for the leading woman. She's
one Of those darnfool girls who go
of their heads in crisis-in real
life, mean, not in the play. Glad
she's not in the lead. Laura Crane,
who is, is good; she's got plenty on
the ball"
'How is Jerry in his part?"
"Okay, but I don't like the man
who is playing the male lead. He's
a spotlight hog. I wish Mark Trent
would take it. He's just the type
and a natural. I think he's great
and-he's darn friendly, but" Sam
leaned against the mantel and faced
his sister. Have you ever thought
that he is not particularly keen
about the Reyburn family?"
Brooke said thoughtfully:
would he be likely to be keen,
as you express it, about a family
which was spending money that he
felt should be his? I think he has
behaved decently."
''Who said he hadn't? I have
kind of feeling, that's all. He told
Jed Stewart that we might take
anything we liked from his house for
stage setting. But all things consid-
cred, I'll be glad when the show is
over; sometimes / think I've writ
ten smash hit and sometimes that
the play is just lot of tripe. 7
daren't hope for one or two first
string critics to give me the low
down on it. Anyway, a manager
who liked those two sketches /
wrote for the Workshop is coming
for the opening to give it the once
over, and he'll bring New York
producer"
Really, Sam! How perfectly
grand! We"
eli! Soft pedal! Here comes Luz
cette. don't want her to know
that they'll be in front, it might rat
tie her."
There was the sound Of running
feet on the stairs, gay voice sing
ing. Lucette dashed into the room.
Her black hair was silky; her thin
frock was only shade redder than
her lips and cheeks and fingernails.
She dropped to the rug in front of
the fire, Rugged her knees, and
looked up at her sister.
Glow soon do we eat, Brooke?
I'm starving"
'Henr1 waits till he hears you
tumble downstairs before he an
nounces dinner. What kind of day
did you have?"
Eclectic. Every woman in the
city apparently has gone sports
clothes minded. They've stopped
Boosting of the extreme age of their
frocks and hats and have begun to
spend real money. They are buy
ing for themselves and for Christ
mas gifts in spite of the fact that
prices are being stepped up.
should worry. get a silver of COM
mission on my sales. The girl Who
has taken your place had just one
of those days, today. Madame c.
leste was on the warpath. brought
Jerry Field down in the car. He was
COB Of gloom when he came in
and you were not here. BY the way,
who do you think runs that new fill
ing station i'm the white cottage?
mark Trent's ex-wife and her
husband!"
NYY rDrr,xS wv
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-10-28

Der? When she had come in this
afternoon, Henri had been wringing
his hands. He had gone completely
French as he chartered, but she had
gathered from the jargon that when
he had stepped out on the lawn
with the parrot on his shoulder, the
door had banged behind him and
the frightened bird had flown away.
1t wasn't that she cared for the par
rot, she detested him, but Mrs.
Dane had loved him and she felt
as if she had broken faith with her
benefactress.
'Wake up, sister!" Lucette prod
ded from the doorway. Sam and I
have been staring at you for three
minutes, trying thought transfer
ence. Nothing doing. We couldn't
penetrate your skull. You've been
scowling as If addressing hall full
of women who refused to rally to
your one-time battle-cry:
"Old age isn't necessary, 1t is
nothing but germ! Watch out
that you don't pick it up!"
Brooke laughed. II had no idea
that the precepts of her elders made
such an impression on our little sis
ter, had you, Sam?"
'.No. I-Where is Mr.. Micawber?"
Brooke told him.
mo kidding, what do you know
about that! I'll bet Henri let him
CO."
"He wouldn't do that, Sam, though
he should have known better than to
60 to the open door with him. Mrs.
Dane wouldn't have the birds wings
clipped; Of course he would fly
when he got the chance. Henri
takes all the care Of him, thank
heaven. think he adores him, If
he can adore anything. Curious,
Mr.. Micawber likes Henri and you;
he doesn't try to conceal the fact
that he dislikes Lucette and me. I'm
really troubled about the parrot. He
may be flying outside, and Mrs.
Dane was so careful never to ex-
pose him to draughts. Who is call
ing, wonder?" Brooke asked, as
the butler passed in the hall on his
way to the front door.
"Cricky! I forgot! Jerry Field is
coming to dinner. Thought we could
all go to rehearsal together. Do
Won mind Rrnnke?''
''Of course not, Lucette. Did you
tell Henri to set place for hirn?"
Lucette nodded before she greeted
Jerry Field.
Glow are you, stranger?"
Little girls shouldn't be sarcas-
tic, Lucette." He unfolded green
waxed paper. "For you, Brooke"
"Gardenias! I've never seen more
perfect ones. What wax-like petals!
What lovely leaves! Thanks billions,
Jerry"
Brooke turned to the mirror and
pinned on the flowers. She saw Jer-
ry Field watching her as he said:
II strive to please. Sam, you
slave-driver, why did you call re-
hearsal again tonight? We've been
working every evening this week."
what does that prove? Call what
you've been doing working? calls
it playing. Well run through the
three acts tonight, and, m'lad, for
the love of Mike, put some punch
into your part, even il we are re-
hearsing with no props"
The dining-room was CHEEKY with
freight and the flames of tall yellow
candles, which matched to tint
tn acacias in the bay window. The
blue of bachelor buttons, the soft
pink of carnations, the yellow Of
Souvenir roses in the golden bowl on
the table repeated the colors in the
rare Persian rug. The Pickering
lights threw fantastic patterns on
the walls and smudged the buffers
face with shadows az ne drew out
Brooke's chair. She smiled at her
brother who sat opposite.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-10-28
WITH BANNERS - .

sense of Gods in His Heaven, alls
right with the world you brought
into Mary Amanda Danes life. I
had intended to start a boycott
against you and your family here
because you had cut Mark out of his
inheritance, but he asked me to be
nice to you. I adore that boy. I
would do anything for him. He
lived in a nightmare of humiliation
with a wife who came home night
after night barely a5le to keep her
feet Why, why can't women real
ize that it's their privilege to keep
up the standards of decency? He
stood by her, though, and held his
head high, and wouldn't allow his
soul to be warped by the expert
ence."
Brooke left her town car in the
garage when she reached Lookout
House. She was thoughtfully draw
ing off her gloves as she approached
the garden door of her house. A
stream of light laid a golden path
on leafess shrubs and graveled
walk. A woman was at the door!
A woman in a fox cape. Mrs. Hunt!
Talking with Henri.
Brooke stepped into the purple
shadow of spruce. She could see
and she could hear:
eff you keep level head we
can't lose, Henri"
The mans murmur was indistinct.
He closed the door softly as the
woman went down the steps. She
flung furtive look at the windows
of the house before she vanished in
the dusk.
"That seems to be that" Brooke
said to herself, before she started
around Mark Trent's house that she
might enter her own front door I'M
observed by possible watcher in
the garden.
AS she entered the living-room at
Lookout House, she rang for Henri.
The green parrot squa wke d.
''Stop!'', rufaed his feathers, and
hoped up and down in his cage.
She was standing near the fire, let
ter opener in hand, looking over
the mail she had found on the desk
when the butler entered.
Ibid anyone call, Henri?"
ION the phone, Miss?"
CAT the house."
Henri opened the door of the par
rot's cage. Mr.. Micawber hoped
to his shoulder and began tweaking
his ear.
"Never mind about the parrot,
Henri. Answer my question"
"But take him out like this for a
walk around three times day,
Miss; the old madame wanted him
to have change of scene. Not a
person called at this house. We're
you expecting someone?"
eyes, the lady who is to have
charge of selling tickets for the play
phoned that she might come this
afternoon. Probably she couldn't
make it. That's ALL"
Her eyes followed him as he left
the room with the green bird NUT
tering on his shoulder. Always she
had distrusted the man of whom
Mary Amanda Dane had been so
fond. Why should he have lied to
her about Mrs. Hunts presence at
the garden door of Lookout House?
Because the woman was there to
see him of course. With her
thoughts still on Henri and his eva
sions, she slit one of the envelopes
in her hand and drew out the letter
it contained. All thought of the but
Ter fled as she saw that the letter
head was that Of the firm for which
she had been fashion adviser.
Dear Miss Reyburn, read
Any chance of your wanting Job?
We ere opening dress shop at Palm
Beach under the name of Carston's Inc.
Very swank. very expensive. Celeste
will be business manager. We'd like
The Daily Alaska empire., 1937-07-24
Today's House
 Meets Demands
Modern Public Is Home Conscious Buys with
 Practiced Mind

Today's public is house conscious, according to William E. Johnson, real estate editor of the Philadelphia Record, who points out in an article that homes must have modern con- lveniences, be substantially built. and be wisely financed if they are to find a market.
 Ten years ago, the article says, schoolboy could sell a house and there were so many financing schemes of one kind or another in existence that rarely would a pur- chaser have trouble financing his home. The laymen knew little about building practices and houses were bought largely on outward appearances with little thought to the soundness of construction and the trend of the neighborhood.
 The modern home buyer, MT. Johnson writes, wants to know that the house he is considering is well built of the best materials and is in Ia neighborhood that will not de- teriorate and wants to know that he will not be faced with expensive mortgage renewals that bring him no nearer actual ownership. He wants a long-term amortized mort gage with monthly payments that are within the limits of his income