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The Washington times., 1938-10-22

"Sing, You Sinners" current at the Gap
itol Theater, is Claude Binyon fiction that
has the crooner playing homespun David
Harum, a ne'er-do-well character who likes
to swap or trade, and is fond of race horses.
Joe Beebe is the shiftless country boy who
lives on the bounty of his older brother,
Dave Erred MacMurray), is the idol of the
Beebe youngster donald O'Connor), is the
despair of his hard-working mother (Eliz-
abeth Patterson).
When Joe grows sentimental over Dawes
girl ELLEN Drew, that industrious young
man saps him down, and the rehuke also
The Washington times., 1938-10-22
BING CROSBY is TOPS
Fred MocMurroy, Ellen Drew
Are Big Helps to Crooner
"KodoodIers" on Stage

Bng Crosby whose radio and popularity has solo
many mediocre story for Paramount at last gets break
in a good picture.
The Washington times., 1938-10-22

In "Sine You Sinners" He Gets
the Best Story Of His Screen Career
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise., 1938-04-08

him a whiskey and soda. | will leave
thc door ajar, and then YOU may take
a look"
Willie did leave the door slightly
open and | was able to get couple
of glimpes at the suspicious looking
passenger.
A few minutes later, he came on
deck, and, well, 1 managed to produce
some fair close-ups of Mr.. Svendrup.
How l did so will become clear later
on.
Then l left the ship and hastened
to Miss Traer.
"Do you recognize this tall man"
l asked, tossing the picture to her.
She did not scream as another wo-
man would probably have done. She
merely replied with perfect calm: "Ar
rest this man Immediately"
rs it the man."
1T is. Have him arrested"
looked at the clock. ut is too
late, Miss Traer, the Imperiar leaves
the harbor at 9:52 p. m. and it is now
after nine."
"Is there no way?"
"No, fear not"
There must be some way"
"Well, 1 will take motorboat and
try to catch the Imperiar and then,
when the liner enters the next har-
Dor, l will have him taken into GUS
tody."
81 will go with you."
"My heavens! a lady!! there may
be danger connected with the trip"
81 understand the use of revolver.
My bag is packed. Come!"
I must say the young lady's energy
and display of firmness filled me with
admiration. We hastened to the har-
Dor. We lost mush time before we
found a motorboat. I became ner-
vous. But she did not show the slight
est uneasiness. She simply looked
most determined.
Finally we were aboard the motor
boat and we sped across the water.
"Do you still believe that it had been
better for me to have remained be-
hindu" asked Miss Traer when we
saw the Imperiar a short distance
ahead of US. I merely pressed her
hand humbly and did not reply.
We have reached the Imperia and
obtained two comfortable connecting
cabins, Numbers IL and Is. hope that
the number 13 will not bring us any
bad luck. myself tried to take it, but
Miss Traer would not hear of it. 81
love the number 49," said she and de-
manded it as her right. I do not
really believe that she loves that num-
Der but I do think she likes all sorts
of danger.
We had arrived on deck while al
the passengers were in the dining
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise., 1938-04-08

I4"Wd Harrison G. a.n. cisfield
waoumm ion nia q, received on
February T. 1851 when he Was struck
D.. m automobile driven by Hall N.
Miles, Jr. Of Marion Station, while
Corbin and his wife were cnroute to a
church service in Crisfield
The plaintiff suffered a broken leg,
bruised kneecap and other injuries
and was unable to return to his occu-
patton until July. His wife was also
struck by the car.
Representing Corbin in the case.
removed from Somerset, were John B.
Robins, former states attorney for
Somerset county, and Long and Rob-
ins of Salisbury.
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise., 1938-04-08

they did not know each other well.
she had been perhaps two months in
the villa with the Consul when all this
happened.
The Consul probably had desired
to have the company of his foster
daughter, perhaps he had tired of his
lonely life. Miss Traer's name is not
Traer, but Anderson. She has not
the slightest knowledge of the Con-
sul's mode of life or his career before
she came to live at the villa. She
cannot conceive of any motive for the
murder. 1t is my great hope to be
able to solve this mystery and throw
light on the mystery.
To this end l have obtained a des-
cription of the suspect from the clev-
er Miss Traer herself. He is tall,
thin, has long blond hair that hangs
like name over his forehead, his
eyes are sharp and rowing, and his
fingers are long and slender 1t is
description that would fit thousands
of men; it is not of much help to me-
If l could only get photograph of
this man / would be in luck.
have obtained list of the pas
sengers on the outgoing ships because
l have an idea that the Consul's mur-
derer will attempt to flee the country.
But no, this is likely to be of no as
sistance as such smart fugitive usual
ly have excellent passports and my
description of the murderer was so
vague it would be impossible to recog-
nize him. However, in my desire to
do everything possible to catch the
murderer, I made acquaintance a
mong stewards of outgoing steamers.
Naturally I know that most of the
passengers go aboard at the very last
minute in such hurry and scurry
that it is difficult to inspect them
thoroughly. AS I stood on board the
S. S. Imperia, an early passenger
brushed against me, lifted his hat, and
politely excused himself. l was in
the act of saying, Certainly, when
my mouth remained open.
The man who lifted his hat was tall
and slim, and his blond hair hung far
over his forehead. He had a sharp
ly defined and handsome profile. My
glance at his hand which held his hat,
showed that he had unusually long
thin fingers. Heavens, could it be
that that was the murderer? He sure
ly did fit the description absolutely.
But, so often, description are of little
value.
Something whispered to me that
this was the man. He disappeared on
deck and I must leave the ship. But
drew steward to one side and whis-
pered to him: "Willie, who was the
passenger who just came aboard?"
can artist-Axel Svendrup-I be.
lieve that is the name. I am to take
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise., 1938-04-08

salon, so uo oae noticed how we had
come aboard the Impcria. ANel ''en-
drup was also in the dining room as
Willie, the steward, promptly inform
ed me. Miss Traer and decided not
to molest Svendrup at least until we
arrived at the next harbor. Miss
Traer does not wish to eat in the dim
ing salon; she desires to be served in
her cabin.
Continued next week
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise., 1938-04-08

AS IL an dlISeuy III lONc Will hCA'
But no, have always made it rule
never to have love affairs with clients.
And now for the murder: First, the
police were on the heels of the guilty
one, so near that it is wonder they
did not capture him. But that was
not in the newspapers. Policeman
Schwaller, who made the nightly
rounds with his dog, Hector, saw a
suspicious looking figure climb over
the wall of the Traer villa. That was
of course, an unusual way to leave
mansion, SO he put his dog on the
scent. The policeman moved slowly
because he wanted to give the fugi-
tive time to meet possible accom-
plices, and then he could catch them
all. 1t was long trail; evidently the
burglar lived in the northern part of
the city-the section of criminals.
The policeman almost wished that he
had captured the burglar at once be-
cause he did not relish this prowling
about in uniform in this dangerous
quarter. But he had started and he
would see it through. If it had not
been for Hector, he would have lost
the man long ago. What labyrinth
it was-over walls, over stones. steps,
through streets and bypaths and thru
gardens! Finally they reached a
house, then the back door, then many
stairs and deep darkness.
Now Hector stood still before a door
and growled. Schwaller turned his
pocketflash light on the door. A ped
dler lives here, the sign read. But
why, thought Schwaller, does ped
dler climb about at night, sneaking
in and out of villas? No, no, thought
Schwaller, it is too dangerous for me
to tackle alone; I will get help. So
he left the police dog before the door
of this strange peddler's home, and
hastened to the nearest police station.
In about one-half an hour, Schwaller
returned with a patrol of six men.
Revolvers in hand they sprang up the
steps. Hector greeted them and rub
bed against Schwaller as if to say,
"I have done my duty, now it is up
to you."
Schwaller raped on the door; no
one opened, no one answered the
knocking. The police broke the door
and entered. The room was empty.
The man, who had escaped from Con-
sui Traer's villa, had again fled, this
time over the roof.
All this, Schwaller, who is my
friend, told me.
When I had read this part of O'Lon-
nor's diary nodded for remember
ed we'll how I had escaped from the
villa. Oh, yes, I nearly broke my
neck that night when I jumped from
the window.
4 I read again from the book-this
diary of myself in the guise of an
other character-one Major O'Lonor:
The Consul appears to have been
murdered in a bestial manner. In the
words of Schwaller, it was ghoulish
affair-ghoulish. Unfortunately, Miss
Traer cannot render me much assis-
tance. She has always lived in a
French convent; that is, until last
year, when she travelled on the con-
tinent in the company of a woman
companion, engaged by the Consul.
Her relations were mostly financial;
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise., 1938-04-08
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l might enjoy this nectar" ragged the
Major as he splashed in the wine SO
furiously that some of it spattered the
purser who stepped back in fear.
Have you no ears? Can't you
hear?" screamed the Major, "did you
not hear me beating upon the door!
Help? Who can expect to get help
on this ship full of murderers, swind-
lers and thieves?"
"How did you get here?" yelled the
now incensed purser.
you ask me-you, you murdermas-
ter-you boss of thieves?"
Suddenly the purser saw that the
Major was drunk-very, very drunk.
Are you the passenger of No. II,
who has been missing since yester-
day." asked the head steward.
Eyes, last evening as l changed for
dinner. l felt something heavy hit my
head, l fell to the floor and came to
in this hole, naked. I pounded on the
door, yelled, broke bottles, and still no
answer-till now."
Suddenly the Major collapsed with
splash in the puddle of wine. The
purser and the steward leaned over
him, feeling his pulse.
"It is alright; he is drunk-that's
ALL" reported the purser.
"Shall we take him to his cabin" |"
asked the steward.
"Of course"
what do you think of it all?"
asked the chief steward.
cts the work of the man who has
turned the whole ship topsy-turvy,"
declared the purser.
"The priest?"
eyes, the man who posed as a cler-
gyman and has disappeared. Now that
he have found the Major the passen-
gers will be calmed Bit"
But they did not have the Major,
because they had-me! Those people
thought the Major and Svendrup were
two different people; whereas, in
truth, they were one and the same
mani had disguised myself as the
Major to save-Axel Svendrup!
If anyone had wished to ascertain
who Major O'Lonnor was, he had only
to find small book, sort of diary,
and read it. 1t contained a stranger
record-strange in that it was filled
with items which could not possibly
interest a former major in the British
India army.
This book recorded the murder of a
Consul Traer and it was filled with
the observations of another person
that person being myself. That may
sound egotistical. But listen:
The Major had never possessed an
officers commission in Britain's In
dia army-in fact, this title of Major
had never been used by him except
on board ship and on his personal
cards. Indeed, the Major was moth
ing more than detective, which is
my own occupation. The Major, the
detective (not Young) and I are all
one person.
And now we will read from the
diary of the Major, emitting irrele-
want dates and immaterial incidents:
Heavens, what a girl! Daughter
of Consul Traer who was murdered
(last night) most brutally. She was
shot and the family safe was robbed.
l read the whole story in the morning
paper and wondered if the affair were
not something for me to work on.
had a visitor, the next day; none 9th
er than Consul Traer's daughter. A
charming person, but also full of ener-
gy and character. Eyes-well-l
would not want those eyes to look at
me in anger. How she charms me-
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise., 1938-04-08
CHAPTER IL

Suddenly l heard the ships gong
announcing supper. 1t was time for
Me to go to my post; the Mate and
the sailor would shortly appear with
~ food, and they are punctual.
With considerable difficulty, climb
ed above the cell door and crouched
Ike a huge spider. Practically all
my weight rested on my fingers. |
drew my knees up against my body
and pressed it against the wall, my
szfy bit of security.
could not have hung there long
but fate, which had so long deserted
me. now came to my aid, key rat
lied in the lock, the door opened.
Just imagine what met my jailers'
eyes. Naturally they concluded that
that I had climbed out of the port
hoie. They stood by the door, just be-
Meath me, and looked over the empty
ell.
"He has climbed out of the port
hole" said McKennedy and I detect
cd bit of joy in his voice.
Eyes, through the port-hole," agreed
the Nate.
Both jumped upon the bed and
peered out over the ocean to see if
they could find any trace of me.
While they looked out, dropped light
y to the floor and with one jump
was through the door. Before Nc
Kennedy and the Mate could turn a
round, I had slammed the door and
turned the key. then took moment
or two to peek through the keyhole
to enjoy their chagrined faces. The
Nate was already hammering on the
door; and it was lucky for me that
the prison was so far from the pas
sengers' quarters.
What should I do next?
Ny fate was known to every pas
senger on the ship. Most of them
knew me personally. Would the first
enc who saw me have me arrested :?
must have recourse to my talent
as quick change artist.
Every evening, at the same hour,
the head steward, the purser and an
army of stewards went to the wine
cellar. It was the duty of the purser
and the head steward to enter that
holy of holies and pass out the bottles
Of wine to the ships corps of walters.
At each call of the head steward, one
Of the staff stepped forward and re-
ceived his quota of bottles. 1t was like
. ceremony. But today all the stewards
huddled together on the stairs and
stretched their necks in curiosity. A
terrible noise came from the wine eel
lar. It was as though bottles were
being hurled at the door. The purse1
peled, the head steward looked at his
little army in terror. Then the pur-
ser, summoning courage, turned the
key in the lock, opening the door.
Out of the darkness appeared man
dressed in a nightshirt, and carrying
in his arms a half dozen bottles. A
perfect sea of wine on the cellar floor
bore witness to his having bombarded
the door, he had wallowed in a red
lake. Incensed, his small red beard
Ahook with wrath. He was in the act
Of attacking the door again.
care you Major O'Lonnor?" asked
the purser.
"Oh, Dumb One, you have finally
come, have you?" sputtered the amaz-
ing figure in the nightshirt.
"What do you mean?" asked the
purser.
"What do you think I mean, you
silly ass, perhaps you imagine that
m angel from heaven came and took
nae by the hand and led me here, SO
Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise., 1938-04-08
CRISFIELD WATERMAN is
AWARDED $4,000 DAMAGES

A Circuit Court jury in Salisbury
last week awarded $4,000 damages to
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FIRST METHODIST CHURCH
Told Stone)

Corner Eaton and Simonton SITS.
Joe A. Tolle, Pastor
"Ho, every one that thiTsteth,
come Ye, to the waters. and he
n Athat hath no money; come
~ We, buy, and eatp
Church school, GAS a. m. Ger
laRd Saunders. superintendent.
Morning worship, II o'clock.
Sermon subject: Revolt Against
Irreligion".
Epworth League, Z p. m.
Evening worship at 8 o'clock.
Sermon subject: THE Everlast-
ing Covenant.
Wednesday, 8 p. m, prayer
service.
Choir rehearsal, Friday. 7:45
p. m. Mrs. Joseph Sawyer,
organist; Gerald Saunders, direc-
tor.
They that wait upon the Lord
shall renew their strength: they
shall mount up with wings as
eagles: they shall run, and
not be weary; and they shall
walk. and not faint.
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CHURCH PROGRAM
SUNDAY MORNING
cHILDREN'S DAY PROGRAM
AT FIRST CONGREGATIONS
AL CHURCH

The following Children's Day
program will be rendered at the
First Congregational Church on
Sunday morning, beginning at
9:45 o'clock.
Prelude-Ruth Russell
'Welcome"-Betty Rae Brady.
''Children's Day Prayers
Dorothy Buckley and Ir1na Sands.
I'm Thankful" = Benjamin
Saunders.
"Quite True"-Helen Norcisa.
Flowers and Sunshine"-Carol
Boza.
Vocal Duet, "Jesus Loves Me-
-Bobbie Buckley and Betty Rob-
erts.
Sunshine Bearer'-Betty Gar
ing.
at Must Be God"-Betty- June
Cottrell.
Gods Smile''-Leo Stanley.
'aThe Tender Shepherd"-Miss
Dorothy Mae DUNCAN.
''The Golden Years of Child
hood"-Cynthia Higgs. ft
Song by. Primary Department,
"Children's Day. aid al4
THE Savior's Sermon Text
Beverly Curry. mpa Is
'aThe Christian Way'HWilma
Taylor.
Violin Solo--Miss Barbara Jean
johnson.
"If''-Ray Elwood.
Organ Reverie"-Shirley Rob-
erts.
Goods Love"-Bertram Gates.
Vocal Misses Ruth Rose
and Ellen Mae DiNegro.
eff l Were Big"-Betty Taylor.
1.-THE Guidepost Verse"-Rob-
ert Archer.
Song by Primary Department,
"I'll Be A Sunbeam"
Sweet June Roses"-Audrey
Robinson.
Jesus Was A Child"-Betty
| BOA.
"Suppose"-Rosalie Camalier.
Bright Gems"-Leota FELTON,.
"Goodbye"-Mavis Bethel.
Presentation of Bibles by super
| intendent, Bernard Roberts.
Benediction.
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Sunday School Lesson


ed all the courage a man could
possess. But Joshua was not
afraid, for had not God declared:
There shall not any man be able
to stand before thee all the days
of thy life; as / was with Moses,
so / will be with thee; I will not
fail thee, nor forsake thee. Be
strong and of good courage; for
thou shall cause this people to
inherit the land which / Sware
unto their fathers to give them.
Joshua 1855.
While Joshua was very unlike
his predecessor, Moses, he knew
that he had a God-given task to
perform and he went about to
accomplish it. It was Joshua's
lot to be a religious warrior, to
make a conquest for Gods chos-
en- people and to provide for them
a permanent place of abode where
they might grow into united,
God-loving and Gcd serving ma
ton. 1t was his ambition to get
the people of Israel to commit
themselves, deeply and irrevoc-
ably, to a position of unqualified
loyalty and obedience to Jeho-
yah, their God.
After about twenty-five years
of leadership, Joshua, who was
about ITO years old, realized that
he was about to die. Before 60
ing, however, he was anxious to
give farewell charge to the chill
dren of Israel, First, he summon
ed the elders of the people to his
home at Timnath-serah, where he
recounted to them the protection
and care which God had provid-
ed his people ever since the time
of Abraham, and because of this,
they owed him their service, their
loyalty and their love, putting
away from them the thought of
worshiping any other gods, as did
the people around them. Joshua
reminded them that the people
must make a choice-they could
either serve Jehovah. er they
could serve the gods of the Am
orites, in whose land they dwell
ed, but they must make choice.
AS for himself, Joshua an
nounced his choice, in words
which come down to us in ringing
tones: But as for me and my
house, we will serve Jehovah"
He realized as we should realize,
that ne could not ask others to
do what he was not willing to do
himself. He had long before
made his choice, had remained
true to it during his long life
time and was satisfied with the
choice he had made. Therefore,
he could counsel others to do
likewise.
Choose you this day whom We
win serve. AS your choice is
made, so will your destiny be
shaped. Will you choose for time
or for eternity?
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LEY MEMORIAL M. E.
CHURCH. SOUTH
o. c. Howell, Pastor

~. u. HOWELL, I dSlOI
Corner Division and Georgia SITS.
Church school, Gas a. m. Al
bert H. Carey, superintendent
Morning worship, IL o'clock.
Young Peoples Department has
its session in the church school
annex at p. m, with Thomas
Curry as president.
Intermediates meet in the main
auditorium at 7 p. m, with
ldEssO o. CT Howell as leader.
Evening worship atS8 o'clock.
-oVSpeaial music by, choir under
Mrs. j S Roland Adams features
morning and evening services
q missionary society meets every
Tuesday afteFneon Alta o'clock
in the church sseheel annex, with
Mrs. Corrine Curry as president.
Prayer service, Wednesday eve.
ming, 8 o'clock.
Choir practice after prayer
service. Mrs. ]. Roland Adams
pianist.
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TRANSPORTATION

Cuba Arrives From Havana

Cuba ARRIVES from havana
Arriving yesterday afternoon
from Havana on the Steamship
Cuba were 125 passengers and n
of them were for Key West.
There were Sc first cabin and IL
second cabin, while the other 48
were first cabin passengers for
Tampa.
Key West arrivals were: Mr.
and Mrs. Tenahaeff, Charles ].
Geraldine Arthur Neili, Rose
Neili, Jean B. Lawson, Isiahorne
Lawson, Ollie T. Garvin, Herbert
Gibbs, Mario Sarmicnto, Waldo
b. Reynolds, Eulalia Betancourt,
VIM. Van Walkenberg, Mildred
Van Valkenberg. Otis a Somon-
son, Elizabeth Somonson, Hazel
Tenachaeff, Charles Tenachaeff.
Leonard Paggi. Henry Paggi. La
nella Griffith, Julia Peggi, Leslie
Heffy, Florence Heffy, Henry
Walton, celia Walton, Francis
Connolly, Beatrice Cohen. Miguel
Narcisi, Lila Narcisi. Luise San
chez, Louise Hernandez, Francis
CO Sanchez. Carload Wilkinson,
Carmen Wilkinson, Josephine
Sanchez. Mary l.. Wilkinson,
Harry Hymap. Phyllis Hyman
Harry Neumann, Aida Neu-
mann. Theodore Neumann. Media
Neumann. W. NJ. Neunann, Ber-
tina Neumann, Daniel Lopez
Maria Lopez, Francisco Zine,
Serafin Dlaz, Mercedes M. de
Diaz, Serafin Diaz. Jr, Juan
Boada. Juana L. de Boada. Oc-
tavio Rivero, James p. Lindsay.
Edith e. Lindsey. Chester Edes.
Louis Edes. Robert Edes. Eulalia
Carload Garcia, EEfred Luna
mand. Peggy Lunamand. Alfred
Lunamand. Ralph Guiseberg.
Maria Guiseberg. Charles Luna
mand, Elizabeth Lanamand.
Maria Paula Martinez. James
Sweeney. Paul Stanter. Joseph
Knowles. Samuel Lane, Rogelio
Diaz. Charles Burroughs. Marion
Wallace. Angela Santana. Eulaiia
Bctanc0urt. Eulalia c. Garcia.
Turtle Boaf Arrives
British Scheoner A. ~ Adams.
which IS enc Of the fIeet Of the
T1oFnpson Fish Company. ard
had been On q regular visit 70 the
Central American coast. arrived
this week with q catch Of turtle
foT the A Grandsy Company.
The turtle were about 200 IN
number ard were PLACED in the
eTawis Of the Thompson Fish
Company. While many - tkern
are killed and Some shipped 10
nrshern markets while iiwing.
there viii be a number "a fhe