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The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1941-12-25

in a character part in an amateur
play. So various jobs as saleswom-
an or clerk were more than ordinar-
lily trying to her.
about year ago the dull routine
of her life began to affect her seri-
ously. I saw it, but was helpless
to do anything. We live in a crowd
ed fiat, hundreds of others exactly
like it pressing about US, the ugly
realities of Shabby gentility' on all
sides. Nita comes home worn
out at night, listens for awhile to
the radio, reads thriller.
''It is no life for girl of "a,
and she knows it. She has become
melancholy, fearful, silent. / sent
her to her clergyman, who did help,
but only for while; now have had
a neurologist take the case. He
says there is nothing tangibly
wrong, but that she needs interests,
amusements, distractions. I could
have told him as much.
Meanwhile a wonderful friend
has offered me chance to give Nita
change by supplying her with
81 200 a year for three years. The
sum is already deposited, to be paid
monthly, and although Nita for
some weeks showed an almost re-
sentful apathy, on the subject, Of
late she has been haf-heartedly
suggesting a few possibilities.
"Can you suggest a course that
may pull her out of the depression
that the unfortunate events of her
girlhood made almost inevitable,
and help me to feel that my little
girl must not pay all her life for
her parents unsuccess?"
A Cowardly Attitude.
Isn't that sad letter? Sad, beau
tifully expressed, and cowardly.
Isn't it pity that the woman smart
enough to write that letter wasn't
smart enough to realize that hard
times are the very nursing ground of
character, and that fun has nothing
to do with money? Isn't it too bad
that this concerned and loving
mother couldn't make an adventure
of change and financial reverses,
and instead of letting her narrow
ideals of what was the correct thing
to have and do destroy her daugh-
ter, building them into advantages
instead?
However, there is an out for Mia,
and she's young enough to take it.
She doesn't even need that 81 200 a
year. The answer is work-or rath-
er, works wonderful twin-service.
Let her 60 into hospital, children's
home, slum, and forget herself in
humble and quiet help to the less
fortunate, and her mental troubles
will vanish. She will be so glad to
get home at night, to quiet and COM
fort and good dinner and restfuI
white bed that she won't have time
to think of herself.
Or let her, if she wants to, 60 to
a big city, find herself a tiny perch
in the artist quarter, attend free
lectures, talk to her neighbors, see
how unimportant poverty is when
men and women are eagerly work
ing and planning, and presently
fnd-as she inevitably will-the man
who shares her ideas and wants to
share her life.
Her cure begins with service, with
forgetting herself because there was
something she could do for others.
It is an infallible cure for Ioneli-
ness, morbidness, the dreadful sense
of being left out OF living
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1941-12-25
By KATHLEEN NORRIS

WnOm the SOlOen years Oe-
L tween 16 and Is are one
long purgatory. Because of in
huences that began, perhaps in
their babyhood, they are out of
everything. For no perceptible
reason boys don't like them;
dresses don't look right on them;
parties at home are dismal fail
ures or not attempted at all;
and to the delicious other affairs
they aren't asked.
All the other girls chatter
about ski-suits, dances, house
parties, football games and
football suppers, but not our
girl. She smiles brightly, makes
what gallant pretense she may,
and creeps home early.
A very little of this sort of discour-
agement goes long way. 1t takes
superhuman strength of character
to battle your way onward despite
unpopularity and loneliness. 1t is
not girls fault if she has not the
home background, the frocks and
opportunities that make for social
success; but she suffers just the
same.
In my files I have the story of a
restless, disconnected, morbid girl
who finally was consigned to an in
stitution for the mentally afflicted.
This girl presently was asked to
help in the kitchen of the asylum,
washed dishes in the company of
another girl and boy, found friends
at last, discovered that she was a
born cook, was given chance to
try living outside again and opened
a tearoom. Now she has three
thriving restaurants, a nice hus-
band and a small boy. This is a
true story.
The Story of Nita.
Such case is that of Nita, whose
mother writes me from big mid
western city. Nita has a brother
seven years younger than herself |;
her father is travelling salesman
for floor coverings. Up to 1881 all
went well with the Blacks.
"Ten years ago, when Nita was
about A." writes the mother, "ev.
erything collapsed. For months we
really did not know what we were
going to live on; my husband lost
his job and his health at the same
time. He has never recovered
from the effects of heavy attack
of flu in that awful winter and will al
ways be partially deaf.
Ward was too young to know or
care what was going on, but Nita,
sensitive and proud, just at an age
to want to stand well with her school
crowd, suffered intensely. Up to
that time she had been a gay little
thing, but now she underwent a
spiritual as well as physical change,
and grew thin and moody. We put
her into public school, which she
hated, and added to all the humili-
alton and distress of that time was
Nita's acute unhappiness.
Forced to Accept Aid.
sFor some years we had to ac-
cept the help of relative cordially
disliked by us all, but eventually
she died, and with what she left my
husband could start again. But
even now we are not solidly on our
feet, for Ward is determined to be-
come a doctor like my father, and
we have to contribute part of his
expenses for at least 10 more years.
Nita finished high school, had one
year in State college, and now for
six years has been trying to find
congenial work.
"She is brilliant at writing or
verse making and had real success
The Daily Alaska empire., 1941-09-26

WILL SELL reasonable, one acre view lot, patented land, Fritz Cove road, Foundation 29x25 it. First floor laid. Enough lumber to finish frame of building. Large tent complete. Right-of- way to road Call 788.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1941-09-26
Salmon Creek Flood Control
 To Be probed
Army Engineers to Hold Hearing in Juneau in
 City Hall Nov. t2

Army engineers will hold a hear ing at the City Hall in Juneau on November 12 to consult with local people on the desirability of putting in a flood control unit on Salmon Creek, it was announced today by Acting Mayor Henry Messerschmidt.
 Word of the hearing was received here last night by Messerschmidt from Col B. c. Dunn, of the district army engineers, office at Seattle, who wired that Congress has di- rected an examination be made ol flood control possibilities on Salmon Creek. Col. Dunn asked the use ot a hall in the city and asked if ser- vices of a public reporter could be furnished.
 A list of Juneau persons inter ested in the project will be furn- ished the army engineers and notices of the exact time of the hearing will be sent to all those named.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1941-09-26
Buy Bonds or Co
 To Jail; They Buy

CHICAGO, Sept. 26.-Three men arrested for minor offenses were given their choice by Judge Green in Town Hall Court of buying de- fense saving bonds or paying fines. They chose the former, promising to bring $25 bond each to court. They are Harry Susak, Harold Beebe and William T. Murphy
The Daily Alaska empire., 1941-09-26
Sunrise Times
 In Duck Season

With duck hunting season to ex- tend from October to November 29, inclusive, and shooting allowed between sunrise and pm each day, hunters may use the following chart of sunrise times to find the exact minute each morning when they may first legally take a shot at the migratory birds. The time is official sunrise time in Juneau vicinity.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1941-09-26

5-ACRE farm, Broom furnished l house, 2 chicken houses. $55O cash. Write 20. Box 2953. HOUSE on Douglas Island one mile north If bridge. Furnished rooms anc bath, running hot and cold water. $l,850 cash Ernest Danie Is.
 SALE OR LEASE-Pioneer Grill at Fairbanks. Box 1854, Fairb'ks HOUSE for sale, Scatter Tract Phone Red l30.
 Miscellaneous For Sale BAKERY for sale. Good paying bakery in good town having steady payroll year round. No competition. Suitable for man and wife. Room for expansion. | Box ABC-Empire.
 FOR SALE-1936 Stakeholder coupe. R. F. Meyers, Weather Bureau. FOR SALE = Motorboat, Wilson seining boat type. AS horsepower l Atlas engine fully equipped. 54 it. length. 3 herring seines; salmon seine; skiffs: 1 ware house; boiler tar tank; pond nets. See Capt. Martin Hoist, 838 Ninth St.
 16 FIT. semi V bottom boat, re- movable top, all brass screw con- struction and 5-horse Evinrude motor, $150. Phone Blue 33O FOR SALE-Four good trucks J. B. Burford.
 ONE double -barreled Stevens 20- gauge gun like new. Also one model 97 Winchester 12-gauge pump gun with raised ventilated rib, good condition. Recoil pads on both. - Sportsmans Barber Shop.
 SINGER SEWING MACHINES, Maytag washing machines. Iron rite ironers Terms: $5 down and $5 monthly. Liberal all llowances for your old sewing machine or washer. Call J. H. Anderson, the Singer-May tag man at Phone I'll, or call ct motorship Hiawatha at Boat Harbor. Repairs, parts, service. FOR SALE-80-bass piano accor- dion, reasonable. After pm. William Spicer, Bindsiel Apts. -------------- -s---------------- ARV1N car radio. excellent con- dition. Must sacrifice. Call Blue 440 after 6 pm. sa FOR IMMEDIATE sale. 1889 Dodge sedan, with radio. heater, de- froster-excellent condition.--Calli Cowlins, Davlin Go. RADIO BARGAIN-6-tube, 3-band RIGA Victor console with 14-inch speaker, $25. Juneau Radio Service. ...s - .f WATKINS Products. Phone Black 634. Mall orders taken. Box l66l. GOOD restaurant equipment for sale. Can be seen at Case Lot Grocery. v, wURLITzER pianos. Expert tun- ing. Alaska agent. Phone ll3.- Geo. Anderson Music ahoppe. = = :
 WANTED | HALIBUT boat about 55 it., fully equipped. Write details and price Empire, Box 22.
 WANTED-To Rent. Houses and apartments. Juneau Rental Serv- ice. Phone 633. WOMAN wants hour work. Phone Red 665. WILL PAY cash for small used desk suitable for apt. Write to The Empire, Buy Bonds or Co
 To Jail; They Buy | CHICAGO, Sept. 26.-Three men arrested for minor offenses were given their choice by Judge Green in Town Hall Court of buying de- fense saving bonds or paying fines.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1941-09-26

ONE double -barreled Stevens 20- gauge gun like new. Also one model 97 Winchester 12-gauge pump gun with raised ventilated rib, good condition. Recoil pads on both. - Sportsman's Barber Shop.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1941-09-26
CLASSIFIED
 ADVER TISING %b1'F15|'1a
Real Estate or Sale

1-ROOM house on Douglas Road, newly furnished; boat and h.p- outboard motor. Call evenings, or write Erwin Wakefield, 20. Box 3012.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1941-09-26
Miscellaneous For Sale

BAKERY for sale. Good paying bakery in good town having steady payroll year round. No competition. Suitable for man and wife. Room for expansion. Box ABC-Empire.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1941-09-26

FOR SALE-Four good trucks J. B. Burford.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1941-09-26

Is FIT. semi V bottom boat, re- movable top, all brass screw con- struction and 5-horse Evinrude motor, $50. Phone Blue 33O.
Evening star., 1941-05-18
THIS WEEK MAGAZINE
WOMAN HUNT
Of Matt Farnham who challenged a wilderness to
find wife and of where and how he found her
by Hugh MacNair Kahler
Illustrated by Iumes Sehveksr

on it, to try and find somebody that the pic
ture would fit. There wasn't anything crazy
in counting on her being willing to come out
to new country with you - Dorcas Burden
had been willing, hadn't she, to come out
there with Saul?
He certainly hadn't been crazy, anyhow,
about figuring out how to make sure of a
welcome at the house where he'd be likeliest
to find her. 1t cost eight York shillings to
mail letter to Dumbarton. He'd known that
Dorcas Burden wouldn't miss the chance to
send one by him, free. He got it out of his
shirt pocket and held it down close to the fire,
to study out the writing on the outside of it.
The hand -of-write made the picture woman
clearer in his mind she'd be something like
Dorcas Burden in her book learning. the same
as she'd be like her most other ways
She'd talk like Dorcas, cool-voiced and
genteel. Living in a log house in the back
woods wouldn't stop her from being fine
lady and looking like one, any more than it
had stopped Dorcas She'd wear dresses that
would always look new-ironed, and a snowy
white apron; there'd be silver buckles on her
little Shoes her hands would be little, too,
and white, and her face would be like apple
blossom, and there'd be sort of sheen on her
smooth, dark hair that would put man in
mind of a blackbird's wing.
Mart had seen her so often inside of his
head that she'd almost come alive for him.
Haf-shutting his eyes, he could pretty nearly
believe it was a real woman he was seeing
on the far side of his fire.
And yet, even after his eyes were wide open,
staring at the woman who was standing
there, it took him little while to get it
through his head that she was real.
Evening star., 1941-05-18

She had stopped at the edge of the freight,
picture woman. And then, when her head
moved little and the light struck the strand
of hair that slanted across her cheek, he saw
the red-copper glow of it. and even before she
took step closer to the fire, he recognized
her for Kathy Dunn, the orphan girl who was
bound out to the Burdens.
He'd seen her good few times, but he'd
always been busy looking at Dorcas Burden.
He hadn't noticed that Kathy had suddenly
turned into grown-up woman, with her hair
done up and her dress down almost to her
ankles. 1t was a kind of shock to him to see
the grown-up look in her eyes, that were
watching him.
What you doing here?" He said it sharply.
Her having grown up seemed like kind of
fraud and her being here, instead of his pic
ture woman, was fraud. too, and trespass.
But the sharpness of his voice didn't seem to
scare her any. She came up to the fire, and he
saw the whiteness of her teeth in the dark sun
brown of her face.
I'm running off," She sounded as if it
joke, almost.
He echoed the words impatiently:
Running off? Where to? There's nothing
head of you but woods!'
There's Dumbarton."
''Yes. A hundred miles away and not even
an Injun trail to follow! You'd get lost before
you started, and starve."
She shook her head.
You've got led horse, loaded light. /
thought maybe you'd let me ride him.
"Oh, you did, eh?" He was really angry at
her now. you thought was the kind of man
that would help neighbor's bound girl
Evening star., 1941-05-18
II Short Story Complete in This Issue


YT WAS on toward dusk when Matt Farnham
crossed ridge and found a camping place
- to suit him - shallow bowl of open
glade at the head of a gully that cut deep
cash of naked shale in the timbered slope
below him
There was water here, and good grass for
his horses. He unsaddled, let them roll and
drink and staked them out 10 Craze; there
were dry leaves windblown under an over
hang in the shale, and he scooped them to-
gether for bed and spread his blanket on
them; he was travelling Injun fashion, with
nothing but parched corn and piece of dried
beef-shoulder in his food bag. so there was no
need of fire to cook by; but he gathered 4
few sticks of dry brush and lit one for the
Cheerfulness of it.
He'd camped out plenty of times before.
but there was something new about it, this
time - new feeling of excitement and ad-
venture that quickened his breath little as
he looked out over the eastward ridges. lifting
high and black toward the early stars, and
thought about what was waiting for him on
the far side of them.
II was quSCl tiiliB W tiiiilh ubcot. SOiiC-
where yonder woman was eating supper
in big candle-lighted kitchen in fine stone
house, figuring on living there all her days,
never dreaming that there was somebody on
his way towards her who was going to fetch
her back with him to new log cabin in the
Canastego country There was no way for
her to look ahead. the way Matt Farnham
could, and see him, as he could see her, on
the other side of campfire.
Matt guessed it would look to most people
as if man was crazy to be feeling as if the
picture in his mind was picture of a real
woman that he d seen and talked to- instead
of just notion that he'd made up. But he
didn't think, himself, that it was crazy.
1t stood to reason that back yonder, where
Saul Burdens wife had come from. there'd
be other women pretty much like her. Her
own blood-kin still lived there, and coming
from the same stock, getting raised the same
way, women were bound to grow up to be
good deal alike.
Looking at one of them, you didn't have
to be crazy to make up picture in your head
of another one, nor to get the notion of going
back eastwards, as soon as you had good
piece of lard cleared and good house built
Evening star., 1941-05-18

run off, did you? Thought you could -
I'm not bound-girl any more. Saul Bur
den signed me free"
She reached down inside of her dress and
fetched out folded paper. Matt stretched
an arm across the fire for it. There was light
enough for him to recognize Dorcas Burdens
hand-of-write and read what it said. A lawyer,
he thought, couldn't have picked the words
out any better. He folded up the paper and
handed it back, all the angrier for being puz-
zled Then who is there for you to run off
from?"
LES Folder" She put the paper back in
side of her dress and crouched down by the
fire, hugging her skirt to her knees. 1T was
Les that got the Burdens to sign me off free.
He paid em fifty dollars to do it. Cash
money"
Matt stared at her. She didn't sound as if
she was lying, and yet he knew she couldn't
possibly be telling him the truth. Maybe the
Burdens did like money better than some,
but they'd never think of making it any such
way as this - the same as selling a girl to
LcS OluCi, kul tiidl Wdo HiOiC ilhC OOO~l-
kin to them than a bound-out orphan.
Don't try and tell me the Burdens would
do that to you!" He said it angrily.
Kathys eyes went wide.
why wouldn't they? They've always been
good to me. The way they look at things,
I'm mighty lucky to have Les Polder want
ing to marry me, and they're doing me big
favor, signing me off free so he can do it.
Matt kept on staring. The Burdens part
of it made sense to him now, but the rest of
it looked crazier than ever 1t was hard
enough to believe that Les Folder had turned
out, after all, to be a marrying map. 1t was
harder to believe that he wanted to marry
bound-out orphan, when he could take his
pick of any maid or widow in the whole
Canastego country. But it was hardest of all
to believe that any woman was running away
from him.
Il should think you'd be headed the other
way. if that's the how of it" He said it sourly.
There's plenty that would be running toward
Les hard as they could put, if they were in
your Shoes
kathy's shoulders made shivering motion.
I'D just as soon run toward a snake!
Matt could see what she meant. He'd never
put that name to it himself, but there was a
(Confinvsd on poss 11)
The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1941-10-31
ENTER VERETTI
CHAPTER VII

To Maudie and me. Tod Palmer's
popping up with an alibi for Jeanne
was the climax OF the inquest.
That evening in the cottage with
Maudie and Denny going over the
proceedings, could see that there
had been other bits OF food for
thought, but I was still 10 glad
the girl had been taken out of
the picture that much OF what
they said didn't register.
Why I should be % interested
In her welfare I really couldn't say
except that I hated to see anyone
hurt and she had been hurt by
Herbert Cord. and then the sight
Of young Tod Palmer. embar-
raised, with his honest brown
eyes blinking behind his glasses
as he stood up there At the crucial
moment, appealed to my stupidity
romantic streak. Heaven knows !
haven't much patience with the
puppy love l see in my high school
classes. but perhaps Denny's ar
rival had thrown me back into q
mellow feminine mood. Anyway,
I felt q warm glow in my heart
for young Tod.
In 4 colder. more logical mo-
ment. could admit to myself
that didn't believe for one mo.
ment that he had been with her
But then ! doubt II many people
At the inquest believed II either
Only Jeanne, after 4 moments hes
itstion while the confusion dice
down after his statement. hat
looked at him for a long moment
and then said. II was with Mr.
Palmer"
30 that was that. There wa
nobody to cali either Of them
liar although Margie Dixon's fun
GUS whisper TO the coroner coul,
BE- observed by all.
Maudie was rather delighte,
over Msrgie's part that morning
shes . fresh little huEy." sh
told Denny.
shes been around all right,
The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1941-10-31

diagnosing illnesses Of service
men.
Another service offered by the
department 10 to give financial as
sistance in temporary emergency
cases. All other general case
work service comes under the
jurisdiction OF this department.
Home service also includes serv-
ice TO veterans Of previous wars.
including assisting them in filing
claims for compensations. pensions
and hospital care. The service to
dependents Of men in the service is
chartered obligation of the
American Red Cross.
The staff works in cooperation
with military authorities through
the Red Cross field directors Of
flee at the army post.
Miss Eleanor Hervin In home
service secretary of the American
Red Cross, Pierce County chapter;
Mrs. Everett Griggs IL is chair
man Of the motor corps. and Mrs.
Thomas Henderson Is assistant
chairman in charge of home serv-
ice for the Red Cross motor corps.
1t is under the general direction
OF these three women that the
work of the home service depart
ment, with the assistance of the
motor corps, Ii carried out.
The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1941-10-31
NOTHING SHE-MEDICO
ABOUT THAT DRESS

Typical of the dresses designed
for non-professional hours is par
ticularly attractive dress in q light
blue. noted for its calming effect.
Slim cut at the waist, the skirt
flares. the shoulders are smoothly
broad. And the sole trim are four
metal tipped arrows sliding side
ways across the bodice. Other
dresses followed these becoming
lines. all in light, gay colors.
For evening, forget your pro-
fession," advises the designer,
again remembering the word she
had from 30 many women who
have learned TO do just that. I'm
the evening, remember you are q
female Of the species - get out
there and fsscinate your man."
So Miss stanwyck is anything
but tailored after dark. anything
but workaday, mannish, profess
sional. What does it. Soft, draped
lines, slim-fitted hiplines. full bod
ices, skirts that trail 4 bit. Her
pet among them, and one she
bought for personal wear, IL a
white crepe with a short. drsped
jacket with mink srmholes. worn
over a long-sleeved dinner dress
There's nothing she-medico about
that dress.
The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1941-10-31

rome 90 quiet Paradise lake when
Maudie O'Censer and her daughter
Mary discover the body Of Herbert
Cord. city scphisticate staying at the
resort with HE fianeee. Margie Dixon.
Suspicion is cast upon pretty Jesnie
Morris. with whom Cord had rc-
until Tod Palmer. editor Of the local
paper. furnishes her with . surprise
aiibi 1T the inquest. There 10 also
speculation ms 10 whether or not Miss
Miilie, Jeanie's prim spinster aunt
Who deepised Cord could he involved.
dent .. long ss old Chris Gordon.
who runs the inn. Mary and an old
fviesd. Dennis Flynn. reporter down
from the eify 10 cover the case. think
Maudie knows more about the murder
than she 10 revealing.