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Evening star., 1939-04-14

o"oAAo"So liAC CN1OSilIC, al OT2
inches of it, thus saving himself
just $2l.47 in fines and cost.
Here's a tip to remember
when you go fishing down in
the bay for bottom species.
A small, round piece of cork can
be slipped on the shank of your hook
and painted yellow with two red
eyes. Not only will it make the bait
more attractive but it will float the
hook just a few inches up off the
bottom, thus taking it above the
crabs which often are the bane of
the anglers life when they chew his
bait to ribbons.
Casters Getting Ready.
The official opening day for the
Capital Casting Club is Saturday,
April %, but on good days some of
the boys are down at the pool getting
in few early licks. All local anglers
and casters are invited to come out
Sunday morning at the Seventeenth
street end of the Lincoln Memorial
Pool and timber up the wrist. Don't
forget that the Eastern tournament
will be held here this summer, and
1t is up to local casters to get all the
practice they can in order to have
Washington make a good showing.
In making plans Tor fishing
Virginia streams opening day
don't forget that the season
opens this year on April 20
instead of April Is.
The limit again is 20 a day, no
size minimum. You have to keep
everything you catch regardless of
whether it's minnow or a whale.
White perch have arrived in the
Potomac to stay for awhile. Last
week they were biting every now
and then, but now practically every
tide is good for some sizable fish.
Most of them are the small grass
combers, but every catch includes
several half-pounders as big as your
hand. The world record for white
perch is 4 pounds, 9 ounces.
The following streams In Virginia
have been stocked with trout, some
rainbow, some brown and some a
combination of both:
Albemarle County-Moormans River.
Alleghany-Blue Spring Branch, CASTLE
Run, Dolly Ann Branch, Dunlops Greek,
Shawvers Run, Simpson Creek Smith
Greek. Amherst-Brown Mountain Greek,
North Fork Buffalo, Pedar River, Piney
River Proper, North Fork Piney, South
Fork Big Piney. Rock Greek. Station Creek.
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. Branch McComb
Greek. North River. Ramseys Draft. Bath
Bullpasture River, Cascade or Cedar Creek.
Dunns Gap: Upper Jackson River. Jackson
River. Muddy Run, Thompson Creek, Wilson
Greek. Bedford-Battery Creek. Gunstock
Creek. Eaes Fork. Hunting Creek. Reed
Creek. Big Stony Creek Little Stony or
Mons Creek. Bland-Crab Orchard Dismal
Creek, Hunting Camp Creek, Lick Greek,
Evening star., 1939-04-14
Will Invade Richmond
June II for 7 Days
OF Competition
100 Members Of Capital
Club to Shoot Team
Match on Sunday

With home and home matches
scheduled against two Baltimore
clubs, Woodmont Country Club
members this year will resume an
event which was the high spot of
the golf season of a decade back.
Leopold Freudberg, golf chairman
at Woodmont, announced today
that large group of Woodmont
members will journey to Richmond,
June II, to play in a two-day team
match against the Lakeside Country
Club, resumed as two-day affair
after lapse of seven years.
Woodmont also has matches
scheduled with the Suburban Club
and the Woodholme Club of Balti-
more. Freudberg also announced
that the club opening day will be
staged April %, when summer rules
will be resumed. Competition
among our members to get on the
club golf team is keener than ever
this year." Freudberg said. I'VE
think we'll have the best golf team
we ever have had"
"Moaners" Play "Alibiers."
Nearly 100 Capital Golf and Coun-
try Club golfers will play in a
team match Sunday. A large sector
OF the golflng membership of the
club has been split into two teams,
called the "MoanerS" and the Ali
biers." Tony Sylvester. the club
pro, announces starting times as
follows:
III; J. Lane and F. F. Pierdon vs.
vs. Yap5shan PIhs1 .a5 spd ! s,!soa aaSmf1 y,
Kane and + t7PeE sinoiaiTe aea G s'sO0d vs. D. L.
l2l5..N, J. Gayeski and c. G. Pike VS..
aSW McGEa'h + WeicS and e. and ID W Smth j. Jones
VS.. H. A. RADON and Ed Ball.
12;25-C. NJ. Davis and! W. B; Atkinson
vs. " FeTeesi F Me4 and and n L Il LHcknan pavss
B. F, MacNeal and V. A. DeMott
l2:35-J; "a. A. Reed and J, A; Hayes VS..
is:4omJ 4. Fritzsepad Fri Saq d and an HSsF +. Hay
den vss:. Max Esletf and r, H, Brewer.
1R4h < stamn y snd R1y and RLsvsI T. Manders vs.
12:5o-E. Pruner and L. T. Baumbaugh
vs., i Mossbers and ,ael,iL,:o l: Goyette ,
,.1EJ Coates and T. NJ N Hunter e VH'e17: VS. R. F:
HilI4R aae Z Z hndssv 4 %sHs5 and H F shur VS.
J. c. Curtain and B. Stanner
1:10-F. H. Benson and R. L. Bynum vs.
Andy Miller and J. H. Carpenter
1I5-G E. Gelly and D, J. Davidson
vs.. c L. Hillyer and Q. j. Anderson.
1:20-W. H. Mylander and L. Howe VS..
A. j. Arnold and w. T. Stewart.
1:22-Pat Loughran and L. L. Stowe VS..
J. A. White and Buster Merstik
I 1:30-F. T. Gradville and w H Alex
ander VS.. H. Q. kephart and S. D. Martin.
1:35--Art Bowls and Marcy Mcdonald
VI. Ed Heard and George Mcdonald
1:40-John Phelan and NJ ]. Shoe
maker VS.. David Ross and Allen Lang
1:45-N. E. Rogers and George Borsari
vs.. Roy K Aten and Ken Spencer
1:50-Frank White and William Pender-
east vs.. William Houghton and George
Malloy.
Evening star., 1939-04-14
CoIored Feathers 10 Box
In Arena Show Semi

Billy Banks. local colored feather
weight, will face Billy Hartman in
the 6-round semi-final to the 10
round feature boxing bout Wednes-
day night at Turner's Arena, Joe
Silva and Al Reid are to meet in the
final
Sid Silas, former local welter-
weight favorite now in the midst of
a comeback, will stack up against
Sam Bacala of Baltimore in a a.
rounder.
Evening star., 1939-04-14
Mat Matches
BY the Associated Press,

OS IIIt ASSUCIHleu PTeSS.
HARTFORD. Conn.-Gus Sonnen-
NILS. 22s. London, England straight
CAMDEN. N. bob Managoff, 216,
Omaha. who was disqualified after "a
minutes
BOSTON. Mass.-Steve (crusher>
casey 230, Ireland, threw Marvin
NORTH BERGEN, N. J-Bibber Nc
Coy. 230. Boston. and Gino Red" Vae-
none; zoo, San Francisco drew. ! hour.
ST. LOUIS:-Ali Babi 2O5. Kurdi-
Junta, Colo. 80 6O4.
Evening star., 1939-04-14
BY WALTER McCALLUM.

Pro golf activity around this warm
links sector is getting so pronounced
that a fellow doesn't know which
way to look for fear it will become
like Miami. Or do you remember the
old Miami Beach saw: There's a
pro behind every palm on Collins
avenue"
Here we've had Walter Hagen, the
Old Duke himself, in town for a
couple of days, getting around in
the charming and disarming Hagen
manner, and planning a week end OF
golf at Burning Tree, Leo Walper
getting himself on the radio via
Station WMAL and Bill Coyle's al
ways engaging sidelights on sports,
and Witty Cox getting ready to en-
tertain an old friend-Orchestra
Leader Fred Waring-in a golf i'm
broglio at Congressional.
And then word comes that Henry
Picard, the gent with the magnifi-
cent swing, who happens to be one
OF the real topliners of professional
golf in the world and again a men,
ber of the current Ryder Cup team
Will be in town Sunday afternoon to
toss few shots in the general direc-
ton OF the green's at East Potomac
Park.
Hagen "Going Literary"
AS if that, and those sundry items
aren't enough. the "Haig'-and we
don't mean the brothers-let it drop
today at Columbia that he is about
TO give birth to literary brainchild
we always knew Walter was an
omnlvorous reader, and if his read
ing included labels, that was o. K,
too.
Now he is going literary. He is
going to write a book, and if he
writes what he knows it should roll
EN- in the aisles. No golfng gent,
and not many other kinds of gents
have been around as much as the
Old Duke. But we think the things
ne can't write would make better
reading than the things he can-and
Wlll-write. 1t appears about time
some one-and no one could do II
better than Walter-wrote a book
about golf that isn't all about golf
and shot making.
Picard Here Sunday.
Picard, the tall fellow from
Hershey, is going to Johns Hopkins
over in Baltimore, next week for a
little looking over by the medicos
But first he will stop over in Wash
lngton for a few hours of shot
making. He will be at Potomac
Park around o'clock Sunday after
Evening star., 1939-04-14
Wants GuIfstreum Track

PROVIDENCE, R. l., April IA Lp.
Walter E. O'Hara, former man
aging director of the Narragansett
Racing Association, has made a bid
to purchase the Gulfstream race
track at Hollywood, Fla.
Evening star., 1939-04-14
Fights Last Night
BY the Associated Press.

LONDON. - Tommy Farr 2O5k.
Wales outpolnted Red Burman. 1861,
Baltimore 121.
NEW YORK.-Pedro Montanez 143A.
outpoirted Bucky Jones. 146. Phila-
delohia (S).
CHICAGO.-Tony Music. oo2s4. Chi
eago., outpointed Lem Franklin. 1862.
Cleveland 1O.
PHILADELPHIA, Pa.-Mike Evans
l33. philadelphia. outpointed Patsy
Manden 127. Philadelphia (6)
NEW HAVEN Conn.-George Peppe,
142. Meriden. stopped Sammy Tennore.
1913. Brockton, Mass. (2).
Evening star., 1939-04-14
Rod and Stream
BY GEORGE HUBER.

These college boys and their goldfish swallowing
behind the times Warden Bill Rokand
the warden did swallowing
rest all hollow The angler aged Finnish unexpectedly
ronted by Davis who
found one half inch short of the legal limit
Asking to be allowed
Evening star., 1939-04-14
War Netmen to Practice

War Department tennis players
are invited to try out for the team
at practices to be held Tuesday.
April 18, and Thursday. April 20, at
5 pm. on Potomac Park courts.
Evening star., 1939-04-14

Five years ago-John Lyman,
Stanford, bettered the listed
world record for the 16-pound
Shot with a heave of SO feet 6
inches.
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-03-20

No crystal gazer can predict with
any accuracy the destiny OF tins
child. He is Prince. Victor Emanuel
Prince of Naples, son of Crown
Prince JtnbeftoA Of italy, and N
line f1T ths italian throne. This Is
th test portrait of the child.
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-03-20

she told Dinah, lightly. 'WoJlld you
mind waiting while run down to
the corner grocery? Jim hates
salad dressing without whipped
cream. I'll only be a minute"
"I have my own supper to get, !"
Dinah reminded her, turning her
chair with expert hands. "I must
be going. I just thought I'd run
over and tell you about-that man.
He-I didn't like him, Iona. He
asked so many questions, about
where you came from, and about
Jim's work."
Don't let it worry you," Iona
reassured her again. "It's quite an
adventure, really. Imagine a real
live detective in your own parlor!
Wish I'd been here" She managed
to laugh as she lifted the clicking
chair over the Morriss threshold,
and Dinah laughed, too.
"1e didn't look much like q de-
tective," she complained. 'He
wasn't fat and he didn't chew a
cigar. He was disappointment" :"
She laughed again, and her spirits
seemed deStored.
Once outside the house, away
from the probing of the shining
blue eyes, Lona's smile died quick
ly, and she set off downtown al
most at a run. It had come to her
as she held that card in her hand
| and listened to Dinah's stumbling
account of the mans visit, that Jim
ought to be warned. Why, she did
not know. Surely there must be
some mistake, she told herself, as
she went down through town to-
ward the bridge where Jim and the
rest of his crew were waiting for
the closing whistle. The man
couldn't be hunting for Jim. It was
someone else; someone. who resem-
bled him. That often happened.
And yet
Her feet quickened Of their own
| accord as she followed her shadow
down toward the river which lay
broad and glistening in the late aft
ernoon sun. She had not yet been
down to the bridge when Jim was
working, and as she came within
sight of the towering span she Won
| dered how she was to find him and
keep him out of sight of the prying
eyes that even now might be
watching.
Hating for a moment on the old
bridge that was to be abandoned
when the new was completed, she
stood looking out at the shining
new structure in dismay. Squint-
ing, she made out figures like run
ming ants, busy on the girders high
in the air above the swirling water.
Mingled with the noise of the driv-
ers and the engines,~ busy shouts
rose now and then and, standing
on tip-toe, her hands in her pock-
cts, the wind from the river tum-
bling her hair about her face, she
scanned the laboring figures one by
one, her heart beating fast. She
had never realized before how dan
gerous this work was, how spidery
| the framework of new bridge, nor
how great its height above the
black waters. rs
She had to stand there almost
| five minutes before she locGted Ina
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-03-20

Il was the gay plaid of his sllirl,
about which she had SO often
teased him, which centered her ato
tention upon him finally. It's bright
colors flashed suddenly from the
highest span, and she saw him
standing with his strong figure out.
lined against the windy sky. At
almost the same moment he
seemed TO see her, for he waved TO
her nonchalantly from his uncers
tain foothold and her heart
jumped. "Jina, be careful!" she
yelled out, needless that her puny
voice could not carry more than q
few feet.
AS if that cry were q signal, q
sudden, disnayed shout went up
from the working men beneath
Jim. A shout that was choked Off
into tense silence. Turning, she saw
that a new girder was being swung
into place. Riding it, as it swayed
in the air, was the tiny figure of a
man, clinging precariously. Even
as her eyes caught his black sil-
houette against the skyline, the
figure slipped, with the turning Of
the girder. Slipped sidewise and
down. The man was left hanging
by one hand, his body dangling in
the air.
"He's gonna fall!'' somebody
yelled hoarsely, as the figure
scrambled ito get the other hand
back on the slippery iron.
For what seemed an eternity he
hung there, the girder swerving
on the end Of it's cable, his body
swinging with it like human pen.
dulum. Fascinated, Iona watched.
unable to tear her eyes away, Do
something! Why doesn't somebody
do something, she prayed. Slowly
the giant crane swung the girder
! nearer and nearer it's destination.
the human fly still clinging. It
would reach the perch where Jim
was waiting, Iona saw, and her
clenched fingers cut into her palms
as she watched. Would Jim be
able?
A groan went up as the swaying
! glrder came to a stop with a jerk
that almost dislodged it's rider. BY
what seemed a mira"le he man
aged to hang on He was now near
enough for Jim to touch. Tensely.
in silence punctuated only by the
breathing of the giant engines, Jim
slid over until he was opposite the
clinging man. Gripping his own
girder with knees and ankles
hooked about it. he freed his hands
and reached out. He caught at the
others swaying body and heaved.
For moment it seemed both
would fall, then cheer went up as
the man transferred his hold and
slid to a sitting position opposite
Jim. a3t Dls =
It was a cheer that choked itself
off into a Mortified silence in mid
air. For Jim, unbalanced by the
sudden weight of the man. he was
saving, swayed for a moment, tried
desperately to scramble back to se-
cuIity, then went plunging with an
astounding. ease, straight through
the Skeleton Of iron to the swirling
waters below.
SSlis3'j ICEo, Re- Continued)
Nt-I = ta.u
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-03-20

sudden WEAKNESS came over her a.
the thought. Just when she was
beginning to live again. 1t wasn'1
fair! 1t wasn't just. 1t was perse'
cutiOn.
She wanted all at once to escape
from the laughing crowd she hac
enjoyed so much only a few min
utes ago. But, conscious of Pinky's
inouiring eyes still on her, she hao
to smile and play up.
Jim had left the piano now ano
they were calling for Pinky
Strutting Importantly, he sat down
and began grinding out a dance
tune. Couples began circling the
floor, and Jim came to her and
claimed her with quiet happiness
in his smile.
She smiled back at him as they
danced together, resolving to tell
him nothing of her new fears. He
seemed so contented, she didn't
have the heart to upset him. She'd
wait until tomorrow, she decided,
and after he'd gone to work she'd
go down town herself and hunt out
this reporter if he was still hang
ing around. She'd appeal to him
and tell him her story. Surely he'd
be kind to her. Shed make him see,
somehow, that she was entitled to
her privacy now, that she had suf-
fered enough.
"Have a good time last night 2"
Jim asked her, as he kissed her
goodby beside the breakfast table
next morning. "You seem sort of
quiet"
I'm tired. she laughed. Guess
I can't take it. I'm not used to
parties, you know"
well have that gang over here
some time soon. Would you like
that?"
"Oh, could we, Jim? I'd love itw
She frightened.
"Of course we can. What's a
home for if not for parties ?" He
indicated the three cozy rooms with
a sweep of his arm, then laughed
self-consciously. Home! Sounds
sort of-funny, doesn't il? For you
and me, 1 mean"
1T sounds grand" Iona told
him, as she kissed him again, and
started him for the door. you'll,
be late" she chided with such an
anxious frown that he laughed and
came back to kiss her for the third
time.
When he had gone she sat for
moment at the disordered table,
She must get down town early, she
thought, wearily, before that re-
porter had a chance to get to Jim
at the bridge. He'd probably wait
for him at lunch time.
Swiftly she began cleaning up
the kitchen, and putting the tiny
apartment in order for the day.
When she had finished, she dressed
herself in her wedding gown
again, and arranged her hair care
fully. She must make a good i'm
preston. So much depended upon
it,
1t was only nine o'clock when she
turned the key in the hall door and
slipped it into her purse. She
walked softly, so as rot to disturb
Dinah, but the girl was already
ensconced in her chair at the liv-
ing room windows.
Going out ?" she called in her
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-03-20
CONVICT SADAUGHTER
l@ "e CENTRAL FOR sns s" sas RUTH RAY KANE

melodious voice, and Iona tossed
her a casual, "Only down town
shopping." She hurried on without
going into the room to chat with
her. Somehow, she didn't want to
talk, even to Dinah.
Downtown she found Pinky Ma
lone arranging display of cra-
vats in the front room of his cloth
ing store in readiness for the days
trade. She hated to call his atten-
ton to the stranger she wanted to
meet by asking about him again,
but she had no other way.
Pinky stared at her when she
told him what she wanted. Funny
thing, that" he observed. "The
more 1 think about it, the more I'm
sure it was Mr.. Bennett in that
picture. Do you suppose that guy
could be "a detective, or some
thing like that"
"a detectivew Iona laughed:
"Of course not. He's probably some
friend of ours from back in the
city. Jim's rather careless about
leaving forwarding address. He
seems to think his friends should
be able to find him by instinct
every time he moves. I'm afraid
it's somebody we know and should
see. That's why I'd like to know
how to get in touch with him." Her
words came rushing out, somehow.
"You don't suppose he's left town,
do you?"
''He said yesterday he was going
over to the hotel" Pinky was still
cycling her thoughtfully. "He may
still be there" -
"The hotel. Thank you so much.
I'll go straight over and try to
raise him."
He insisted upon ushering her
tremendously to the door and she
could feel his eyes on her curiously
as she crossed through the Main
street traffic to the hotel entrance
on the other side of the street.
Conscious that she was being
measured, she tried to walk jaunt-
lily, but her knees felt wobbly. In
the last-fe weeks she had learned
such a dread of reporters. It
seemed odd to be walking up to one
voluntarily.
There was a stranger by the
name of Jack Price registered in
Room 808. So the slow-voiced clerk
told her. Yes, he had come in yes
terday. Was he in now, Iona heard
herself asking, her heart beating
fast. He was sleeping, the clerk in
formed her, looking down his nose
at her as if he disapproved of
young women who inquired after
men guests. He had left orders not
to be called until ten-thirty. Feel:
ing like a criminal with reprieve,
Iona went out into the street
again, prepared to spend the next
hour window shopping.
BY the time the quaint town
town clock had pealed out two OF
its haif-nourly warnings, she had
calmed down little. In this slow
moving, friendly town it wouldn't
be possible to be really unhappy,
she felt, with a sudden glow of
confidence. Even a persistent re-
porter ceased to be a menace.
When she went back to the hotel
her step was quicker, more as
sured.
Ito Be Continued)
Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-03-20
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE :

WHILE JIM was entertaining
the party with his cowboy songs
Iona stayed beside Dinah, conten
to look on rather than to be par
of the fun. She and Dinah were
whispering together, smiling at tht
antics of Bobby Graves and the
Jones boy, when the delinquent
Pinky Malone appeared.
Pinky was a short, fat young
man with a neck that fell in folds
over his collar, and a girls com
plexion-probably the origin OF his
nickname. He struck an attitude at
the sight of Jim lolling on the
piano bench and strode across the
room with a scowl, bringing his
light brows almost together.
"Ha! A rival" he complained,
and then the humor died from his
eyes and gave way to a puzzled
look as Jim was introduced.
Haven't I seen you before 2" he
asked, and general laugh went
up.
You're supposed to use that one
on his wife," Alice Davis told him.
"Come on over here and tell Iona
you've seen her somewhere be-
fore" She dragged him over to
Lona's chair, leaning her tall bulk
on his chubby shoulder ludicrously.
II meant what 1 said of your
husband" he told Iona when he
had greeted her. He was evidently
still mulling something over in his
mind, and pausing besideAher his
eyes went back to Jim speculative
ly. There is something familiar
wait a minute! I've got it! Where
does your husband work 2"
"On the new bridge" Iona told
him. "We've only been in town a
few days. Perhaps you've seen
He's a structural iron worker?"
eyes. But Why?" Iona stared at
him curiously. Across the room the
rest of them were pressing Jim for
more songs, and Pinky leaned to-
ward her and lowered his voice.
There was fellow showed me
. picture of him today" he said.
"a picture!"
eyes. It was cut from a news
paper. No writing or nothing be-
meath it, just a picture. Has he
figured in the news lately?"
mo" An icy hand clutched at
Lona's heart, as she recalled those
damning headlines of-was it only
a week ago? She couldn't have
these people finding out about her!
It would be too cruel.
1T must have been someone who
looked like him." she offered.
"a man came into the store
I'm in the clothing business on
Main street, you know. He said
he was looking for a fellow. He'd
clipped his picture out Of paper
and he showed it to me. could
swear it was Mr.. Bennett over
there" He was staring at Jim
again.
He said the man he was hunt
ing was liable to be working as an
iron worker" he went on. It's
certainly a-coincidence."
"Tll have to tell Jim he has a
double" Iona tried to pass it off
lightly. But beneath her smile her
mind was in turmoil. A Teport-
er! He had followed them here. A
The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-07-10
YOUNG LAWYERS
 START PRACTICE
Attorney Devine Returning From Europe; Attorney
 SecOr Joins Firm Here

Attorney William J. secor, Jr of ll6 Cloves terrace, who passed the Connecticut bar examination in June, today entered the law firm of Bronson, Lewis, Bronson & Upson.
 Attorney David A. Devine of 1183 Bank street, son of Mrs. Isabelle De- vine and the late Jesse Devine, who also passed the examination, will enter the firm of Miller, Owen, otis and Bailly, New York city, in the fall. At present he is in Europe.
 Mir. Devine was graduated from Crosby high school in 1030 and at- tended the Lycee Felix Faure at Nice, France the following year. He received his bachelor of arts degree at Yale in 1895 and his bachelor of laws at Columbia Law school in June, 1889. While at Columbia he was an editor of the Columbia Law Review and assisted Prof. Roswell Magill, former under-Gecretary of the treasury, and as research as- slstant in the foundation for re- search in American Legal History, under Dr. Julius Goebel, Jr.
 Attorney Secor is a graduate of St. Margaret's parochial school and Crosby high school. He is the son of MT. and Mrs. William Secor. He was graduated from Yale In 1856 and received his bachelor of laws degree from Yale law school in 1889.