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The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1937-03-18
Ely Rod & Gun Club
Recommends Uniform
Fishing Laws in State
Group Favors Similar Zone
Law for Bass; Change
in Trout Season.
SHUNS LICENSE RAISE
Members Discuss Current
Game and Fish Laws at
Thursday Session.

Fish and Game laws now before the
legislature were acted on by the Ely
Rod & Gun club at their meeting in
the Moose Lodge rooms, Thursday
evening, at which large number of
members were present.
The meeting was presided over by
Louis Champa, first vice president, in
the absence of Mark Lucich, president.
Joseph Klobuchar, secretary, was here
from Virginia to attend the meeting
which developed thorough discussion
of all proposed game measures now
agitating the state legislature
A measure approved by the club was
House File No. 54, which provides for
uniform season throughout the state
Tor the taking of black bass, striped,
| silver gray or yellow bass The bill
would make June 10th the opening date
throughout the state and would permit
the department of conservation to close
by order, fishing near spawning beds
OF bass or any other nest building fish
during the spawning season.
Under our present law the state is
zoned with the opening date for the
taking OF this species of fish in the
Southern zone placed at May 18th and
the opening date of the Northern zone
on June 21St. The discussion on the
bill that followed its reading to the
club showed the members unanimous in
approving the passage of House File 81
House File No. 1913 has already been
recommended for passage by the House
Game and Fish Committee and would
do away with the zoning of the state
for stream trout, such as brook, speckled
and rainbow, and all belonging to the
stream trout family. Under this meas
ure the opening date would be uniform
throughout the state and be fixed as
of May LIST.
The present law calls for the opening
OF the season in the counties of ST.
lis, Lake, Cook, Itasca, Koochiching
and Carlton on May 18th and in all
others on May /. The bill as before
the legislature also was approved by
the club.
The members were of the opinion that
Senate File No. $50 should be killed.
They believed that this measure was
the most unreasonable ever presented
Under this bill the small game licenses
would be increased from 81 to 81; non
resident small game licenses from SOS
to $3.50; resident big game licenses
from So to S., and nonresident big
game licenses from $50 to $55.
Under the bill as proposed the diff
ference between the present fee and
those proposed would be placed in a
so-called special fund to be known as
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1937-03-18
Three Plays Presented For
Meeting of Club Monday.

Mrs. Stanley Adkins and Miss Fran
ces Stokes presented three tragic plays
at the meeting of the Music and Drama
Club in the art room of the Memorial
building on Monday evening.
"The Great DARK" by Totheroh was
read by Miss Stokes, Mss Mama Forbes,
Mrs. o. w. Parker, Mrs. M. w. Peter
son, Miss Edith Akre and Mrs Adkins
The group then read "Trifles," by Su-
san Glaspell.
Before Breakfast" by O'Neill, was
enacted by Miss Forbes and Mrs Adj
kinS.
Mrs. Oliver Hall and Mrs. Ruth
King, as hoStesSes, served refreshments.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1937-03-18
Parade of Music In
Minneapolis, A priL 4-9.

More than score of bands, orches-
tras and choruSes from 10 middle
western states will join in presenting a
parade of music in Minneapolis, April
4 to 9.
The convention is expected to draw
more than 300 music teachers and adj
ministrators, many of them from Min
nesota schools and colleges. The con-
certs and festival programs will be open
to the public.
Walter Grimm, Winona, state chair
man, is carrying on an active member
ship. campaign for the North Central
Music Educators conference.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1937-03-18
San, Swanson Delegate
To A. D. u. W. COncLaUe

Sam E. Swanson of the Ely A. o. U.
w. Lodge No. 225, is official delegate to
the fiftieth annual state convention of
the Ancinent Order of United Workmen
at the RadisSon hotel, Minneapolis, which
began Tuesday and ends next Saturday
More than TOO delegates representing
ITS state lodges with total member
ship or 100000, Saturday will honor
Henry j. Crepeau, grand master work
man, who recently was named president
of the international A. o. U. w. con-
greSS.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1937-03-18
REGISTERING CCC BOYS.

The registration of CCC applicants
is quite brisk, says Mrs julie Johnston
in charge of the lists in this city. The
enrolment period will be from the first
of April to the Goth. A circular re-
ceived on Tuesday from headquarters
at Washington asks boys not to leave
the service unless they are assured OF
work. The circular also requests the
young men to re-enlist at once when
their enrolment period expired. In
case they leave the service they will
not be able to enroll for year.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1937-03-18
Father of Ely Lady
Died at EUeLeth ThursdaY

Frank Gravas, Sr., died at Eveleth,
Thursday, after a short illness. He
came to this country from JugoSlavia
43 years ago and settled at Tower, later
removing to Eveleth. Surviving are
four sons and six daughters. One of
his daughters is Mrs. Mary Stepec of
this city. The funeral was held at
Eveleth, Saturday. He was IA years
of age.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1937-03-18
EASTER MONDAY BALL.

Advertising matter has been prepared
for the Easter Monday Ball to be given
by the Parent-Teacher Council on
Monday, March 10Th, for the benefit
of the eye glass fund. Music will be
furnished by Tiny Specht's Orchestra
and a most enjoyable evening is
promised
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1937-03-18
On This
Occasion
A Few Observations on Matters
Material and Immaterial by
the Editor.

Senator Lommen of our dis
trict introduced a bill in the
senate directing the conserva-
ton department to select a site
at Ely and erect a forestry
building thereon at cost of
100000 and to provide head,
quarters therein for federal and
state forestry workers, fire
wardens, employees of the di-
vision of game and fish and the
department of state lands and
minerals. The people of Ely
are thankful and notified the
senator to this effect.
Joseph Kraker, a member of
the legislature from this dis
trict, was asked to introduce
and support the bill in the
house. Kraker thought the bill
needed revision to provide for
the construction of such build
ing on the Mesabi or the Yer
million range with the choice
to be made on the merits of the
site.
y y
Two years ago a bill passed
the legislature to build and
establish an insane asylum in
northeastern Minnesota. Every
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White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-09-23
SYNOPSIS

Brooke Reyburn visits the Office of
Jed Stewart, a lawyer. to discuss the
terms of an estate she has inherited
from Mrs. Mary Amanda Dane. Unwit-
tingly 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, '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.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-09-23

with not breath of life, not a drop
Of red blood, just clever epigrams
and stuffed-shirt characters. I wish
Sam hadn't been cast in it,"
Don't worry. 1t won't last long.
What's the next play on the stock
ist?"
The Tempest The apartment
rings with, 'Bestir! Bestir! Heigh
my hearts! Cheerily, cheerily my
hearts! I"
you're not bad yourself, Brooke.
Why didn't you take to acting?"
II ought to be good. We chill
dren were raised on dramatics and
quotations. 1t was Fathers habit to
crate VIXEN he was shaving, and we
could spout Shakespeare before we
could spell. Besides being pub
Usher, he was playwright for anna
tours, blu: Sam is ambitious to write
for the professional stage: he has
one three-act comedy finished, that
is, as finished as a play can be until
it is put into rehearsal. That is why
he is acting, that he may know all
there is TO know Of stage technic.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-09-23

I've had theater enough in my late
job. Late! / can't believe that I'm
through. Come on, Jerry, before I
sob on the shoulder of that display
figure. I asked the girls not to come
to say good-by as if were going
away forever. They gave me a
grand farewell party last night, and
have perfume, hosiery, and bags
enough to last the rest of my nat
ural life. Go ahead. I want to
snap out the light myself"
AS she stopped on the threshold,
Jerry Field caught her arm.
"Hey, no looking back. Remem-
Der what happened to Lots wife.
I'd make hit, wouldn't I, tugging
pillar of salt round the dance
floor" He shut the door smartly
behind them.
Brooke blinked and swallowed.
"Okay, Jerry, from now ON I 60
straight ahead like an army with
banners, but straight ahead doesn't
mean teaing and dancing with you
tonight"
When they reached the already
darkening street, Jerry Field de-
manded:
won't you 60 stepping with me
now"
''No, thanks. am going home to
plan with the family about moving,
and to plot the curve Of our domes-
tic future"
"Look here, Brooke, don't persist
in that silly idea of living in the
house Mrs. Dane left you. It's all
right for spring and summer, but
what will you do marooned on
rocky point OF land almost entirely
surrounded by water when the days
get short, in a place where the resi-
dents dig in and nothing ever hap
pens? If you were here in the city,"
he urged, II could pick you up in a
minute and we could go places. To
date you've handed out the excuse
that you were too busy. People are
planning to winter there, are they?
That's an idea. You won't lose the
fortune If you don't live in the old
place, will you? 1t wasn't condi-
tion2"
They were walking toward the
crimson ard jade sunset against
which huge electric clock seemed
colorleSs. ~.
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-09-23
With Banners
NV EIurnSUSn IT Ar,Sr><w Emile Loring.


ieved his feelings in an explosive
sigh and pulled forward chair.
.'That seems to be that. Sit down,
Miss Reyburn, while ! tell you
about the allowance which will be
made you while Mrs. Danes estate
is being settled"
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-09-23


His horn-rimmed spectacles added
a touch Of distinction. She patted
his sleeve as he stopped beside her.
"Had nice day, Sammy?"
''Not too good. They're taking of
the play tomorrow. Our dear pub
lie wouldn't see it,"
He pulled open the elevator door.
"Hop in" AS it changed shut, he
asked:
"All through being working
girl?"
Brooke swallowed lump in her
throat and nodded.
ut will seem queer being lady
of leisure"
Leisure! You don't know the
first letter of the word. I can see
you wondering what you'll do next.
Leisure isn't your line. You'll
plunge into classes and sports.
There won't be hours enough in q
day for you."
The elevator stopped. A voice
seeped through the cracks around
the apartment door. Sam Reyburn
grinned.
''Say, listen! Lucette's on the air
and how"
ooh dear, what's her grievance
now?" Brooke whispered, and put
her KEY into the lock,
She tried to appraise with the
eyes Of a stranger the high
ceilinged, large living-room she en-
tered. A connoisseur Of portraits
would know that Grandfather Rey-
burn over the mantel had been
painted by a great artist; that the
portrait Of his daughter on the oppo-
site wall was choice bit of work;
that the duchess of Argyle in her
sables, green satin, and emeralds
was a masterpiece. Always she
had wanted to decorate room as
a background for the picture. Now
she could. The duchess was hers.
The mahogany and maple was sadly
in need of rubbing up, but no
amount of wear and tear could dis
guise it's period and value.
Her eyes fingered on her mother
perched on the arm Of couch. She
did young things like that. Her hair
was sheeny platinum; her eyes
were dark; her skin was clear and
smooth; her figure in the amethyst
crepe frock was round without in
the least suggesting fat. There was
a quizzical twist to her lovely mouth
as she looked at her younger daugh-
ter, who, with legs thrust straight
out before her, was slumped in a
chair. Her red beret, which
matched the belt Of her slim green
plain frock, was on the floor. Her
hair was black and wavy; her eyes
were brilliantly dark; her painted
lips dropped at the corners. Brooke
recognized the symptoms. Sam had
been right, Lucette was on the air.
She said as she slipped out Of her
lapin coat:
"In the Valley Of Despond again.
Lucette? Had nice day, Mother?"
Mrs. Reyburn smiled and nodded.
She would make her home coming
children think she had had nice
day, If the heavens had fallen. She
was like that. Lucette answered her
question.
"You'd be in the Valley Of De-
spond, if you had had the day I've
had, Brooke Reyburn. I'm dead to
the world. A woman came into the
sports shop with three daughters,
and kept me showing clothes all
the afternoon. Gosh! My feet ache
like teeth gone nervy."
"Did she buy much?"
''Not that baby. She bought that
little blue number only. For Pete's
sake, why does Sam have to whistle
when he's under the shower? The
walls of this apartment are regular
- u Jrs
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-09-23

wrote that she wished I would live
there for two years, or at least un-
til had cleared the house of her
belongings, that she knew that I
would not laugh at her treasures,
that I would understand, and that I
would care for her parrot, Mr.. Mi
cawber. That parrot leaves me
cold, Jerry. So you see, must live
in the house for a while-now that
the lordly Mark Trent has given
permission. l."
what has Mark Trent to say
about it?"
Brooke looked up in surprise as
they waited for the traffic light at
the corner to change to red and vel
low.
Don't bite. Do you know him,
Jerry?"
''Sure, know him." he replied
shortly.
''Do you dislike Mark Trent?"
Don't dislike him. Just don't
want to think about the man, that's
all. My sister Daphne went cock
eyed about him and he turned her
down hard. Like a perfect gentle
man, of course, but It got my goat"
care you sure he turned her
DOWN."
"Sure. I'm not blaming him, I'm
ashamed for her, that's all. He
was probably fed up with her type.
His ex-wife was never quite sober,
I've heard. Daphne fell for him
the minute she saw him, she had
worried me by her crazy ideas of
freedom for a girl, she'd picked up
a postwar germ somewhere-al
talk of course-and when Trent
came along, she stopped drinking
and staying out till morning at night
clubs. / was relieved. Then he
side-stepped. Forget it. I don't
know why I told you. Nice street
this, isn't it?"
Brooke nodded assent as they
passed houses whose polished win
dows, violet-paned some Of them,
screened by laces Of unbelievable
fineness, regarred her with in
scrutable calm. Thoroughbred dogs,
proudly conscious of their gay col
lars and smart breast-straps, decor
ous1y escorted their young mas
tiers. Shining limousines waited be-
fore charming old doors. In the dis
lance rose the faint, far sound of
traffic, murmurous as a mighty
flood which never rolled nearer.
"Here we are at your door. Sure
you won't change your mind and go
stepping?" The boyish quality was
back in Fields voice. "Grand old
house. Pity it was turned into
apartments. Do you realize that
you never have invited me to meet
tie family? What's wrong? Ashamed
Of your home-or me?"
"Neither. What beastly sugges-
ton, Jerry. If you must know, I
haven't told them about our friend
ship. have the finest family in the
world, but their bump Of humor is
over-developed, it isn't bump, it's
q ceconut."
"What is there about me that's
joker"
Nothing; don't be so touchy. I
decided to be little mysterious,
that's all. Sam resents it if I ask
him question about his friends,
thinks am treating him like boy
when he is almost two years older
than /; and since I got Lucette the
chance to model and she is fnan-
cially independent. she scorns my
interest"
''Is your mother like that"
''No, Mothers dear, but she is
so bound up in her children that
she has no real life of her own.
It's pity because she is COM
paratively young woman"
"She sounds old-fashioned and
notherly to me. Grade A in moth
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-09-23
CHAPTER I-Continued

CHAPTER I-COntMued
D.
Failure of breath alone stopped
Brooke's TRADE. There was plenty
more she could say, she was apt to
be good when she started. A laugh
twitched at her lips. The two men
facing her couldn't have looked
more stunned when she made her
theatrical entrance had hold-up
man with leveled gun suddenly
stepped from behind the hanging.
So this was Mark Trent. She had
been careful never to go to Lookout
House when he was there, for fear
that he might think she had planned
to meet him. She had not realized
that he would be so bronzed nor so
tall, that his dark eyes were so I'M
compromising nor that the set Of
his mouth and chin could be so in
domitable. There was fiery,
strong quality Of life in him which
sent prickles of excitement like red
hot slivers shooting through her
veins. She knew now that she should
have appeared from behind that
hanging at Jed Stewards first word.
Stewards always rudy face was
the color of fully grown beet. He
coughed alphabetically.
Sorry, Miss Reyburn. Didn't
know you'd come. I'll slit the throat
Of that secretary Of mine for not tell
ing me. So you two have met be-
fore? That's coincidence.
''No coincidence about it, Jed. APP
parently we were both on the way
to this office to keep an appoint
ment with you, when we met in
the street almost in front Of this
building"
Brooke's anger fared again at
Mark Trent's cool explanation. She
met the terrier brightness Of Jed
Stewards gray-green eyes. She had
liked him when she had come to
his office in response to the courts
amazing notification that she was
residuary legatee under the will Of
Mary Amanda Dane. The black and
white check Of his suit accumulated
the rotundity Of his body. He
puffed out his lips as he regarded
her with boyish entreaty. She
laughed.
'..The present uncomfortable situ-
alton only goes to prove, doesn't it,
Mr.. Stewart, that listeners never
hear any good of themselves?
Though really I wasn't listening. I
stepped behind the hanging to look
at the marvellous view, and then"
''You heard Jed say that your hair
was like copper with the sun on it,
and"
IT stuffed my fingers in my ears
for a while, but I heard lot more,
a whole lot more" Brooke cut in
on Mark Trent's sarcastic reminder,
"before heard you refuse to marry
me-"
"But that was before had seen
you." The suavity of his voice
brought hot tears Of fury to her
eyes. Before she could rally caus-
tic retort, he picked up his hat.
ssThat's bully exit line. I'll be
seeing you, jed. Hope you'll enjoy
the house and the fortune, Miss Rey-
burn. Happy landings!" He laughed.
"I'd better say Safe landings!'
You're such reckless person"
eli! Fella!"
With an impatient jerk, Mark
Trent shook off the hand on his
sleeve, rarnmed his soft hat over
one eye, and closed the door
snartly behind him. Stewart re-
White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1937-09-23
CHAPTER II

she had worked for four years. She
had begun by modelling sports
clothes, and because she had loved
her work and had given it all the
enthusiasm and drive there was in
her she had been promoted steadily.
The first Of this last year she had
been made head fashion adviser
and had been sent to Paris. She
had made frequent trips to New
York, but never before had she
been abroad. Now she was talk
ing for the last time to hall full
Of women, many Of whom she had
come to know by sight. She had
given her last radio talk. 1t was the
end of her business career.
AS she stepped from the stage,
Mime. Celeste, the autocratic head
of the stores department of clothes
for women, stopped her. A hint of
emotion warmed the hard blue Of
her eyes as she caught Brooke's
hands.
''Cherie," her French was slightly
denatured by a down-east twang,
II shall lose my right hand when
you 60. Why did that meddlesome
old party want to butt in and leave
you money? You were on the way
to making it here"
81 shall miss you, Nine. Celeste"
Brooke's voice was none too steady.
Perhaps you won't have to long.
In this here-today-and- gone-tomor-
row age, money doesn't stay in one
pocket. Remember, cherie, when
| ever you want a job, come to me.
You'll be needing one. Au revoir!"
Cheering thought that I may lose
the fortune" Brooke reflected, as
she approached her office across the
hall. Suddenly the black letters:
MISS REYBURN
on the ground-glass panel OF the
door jiggled Enthusiastically.
She blinked moisture from her
lashes-she hadn't supposed she
would feel choky about leaving. She
opened the door, closed it quickly
behind her, and backed against it
as man slid to his feet from the
corner Of her desk. His black hair
shone like the coat Of a sleek we'll
brushed pony; his dark eyes were
quizzically amused as they met
hers; his teeth were beautifully
white; he was correctly turned out
in spic and span business clothes.
He was likable, but there was some
thing missing rather curious that
never before had she felt it.
CLOVIS tricks?" he inquired gail
! ".
"How did you get in here. Jerry
Field?"
easy as rolling off a log. A
taxi, an elevator, few strides on
shanks mare, and here l am"
"I've told you time and again not
to come to my Office"
while you were on the job, you
said, sweet thing. I've stayed
away and all the time the old wolf
jealousy gnawed at my heart. I've
imagined you here entertaining the
male heads of departments and let
ting them, or stopping them, make
love to YOU"
you've been seeing too many
movies. How you dramatic life.
You have been miscast. Instead of
being born a rich mans son and
spending your days dabbling in
paint and the stock market, you
should be on the stage. With your
flair for good theater, you'd be
packing them in. Perhaps Sam can
get you chance in his company.
Have you seen the play in which he
Lis acting?" she asked with quick
change from lightness to gravity.
eyes. Your brothers good"
"But you don't like the play?"
II can't hand it much"
Neither can !. It's . dummy
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