Newspaper Archive of
The Malakoff News
Malakoff, Texas
January 17, 1936     The Malakoff News
PAGE 7     (7 of 8 available)        PREVIOUS     NEXT      Full Size Image
PAGE 7     (7 of 8 available)        PREVIOUS     NEXT      Full Size Image
January 17, 1936

Newspaper Archive of The Malakoff News produced by SmallTownPapers, Inc.
Website © 2019. All content copyrighted. Copyright Information.     Terms Of Use.     Request Content Removal.

//: ;,% r //: Blocks That Nursery Rlwmes " . By GRANDMOTHER CLARK made of blocks that picture nursery tales that every child will interest both old and Always a good subject for a to work on, at bed time, with No. 49-1 consists of four 9- blocks stamped on a good qual- quilting material an,I be mailed to you for 10 cents. eVabroidery work is in the out- stiteh. Use any color thread. Home Craft Co., Dept. A-- and St. Louis Ave., St. Me. Inclose a stamped ad- envelope for reply when for any information. Stage a Rally; Population on Increase records of the United States show that in 1865 there 294,574 Indians on reservations. the number had dropped to but, after that low point the brought his total population 320,454 in lit;~4. total number of Indians in the States and Canada today is or more than half the num- to have roamed the before the coming of the man. It always works what hospitals do, and the insist on. Use a good liquid and aid Nature to restore ,regularity without strain or can always be taken in doses. Reduced real seers of relief.from a doctor about this. Ask m" very Dr. Cald- become. It a chance own accord, until they and thoroughly Syrup con- The so- but sure. It will relieve or bilious condition upset. Wealth in Kindness can buy more happiness than money can buy In a v Famous She i e.d suffer a n gglng blck che, II I 0 0 Copyright. Kathleen Norrls. SYNOPSIS &ntolnette Taft, twenty-three, attrac- tive and ambitious but unable to hold a Job, lives in a drab San FranciSco fiat with her sister Brenda and brother Cliff, who are older, her seventeen-Year- old brother Bruce, and their Aunt Meg. In her job hunting rounds she inter- views Lawrence BellamY, editor of the Journal of Commerce, bht finds he has no place for a woman writer She likes him very much, as she tells Brenda later. Diffident Barney Kerr drops in. Barney has his eye on Tony, but she despises him. Tony gets a telephone call from Mr, Greenwood, city editor of the Call, offering her a job as society reporter. Cliff, returning Just then, ac- companies Tony to the newspaper office. The first night she goes with Cliff and Joe Burke of the sports department to a restaurant and sees BeIlamy at an- other table. 8he thrills when he nods to her. She Is thoroughly happy in the hustle and bustle of the newspaper of- rice. She solves the problem of gettlng photos. The only other woman on the staff is Bess Cutter, who does a column and Is very friendly with Fitch. gen- eral manager. Bess comes to depend on Tony. Bess invites Tony to dine with her at her apartment with Fitch and then go to the theater. Barney pro- poses to Tony and is rejected. Tony at. tends the Cutter affair and is displeased. She is assigned to cover the mid-winter carnival at Piedmont. CHAPTER VIII A delightful home, the Pattersons', surronnded by a fine garden, with gra.~;-shlngled walls and dormers picked out with Quakerish white, and trimmed bare vines climbing dp to tim very rooftree. Inside were the usual evidences of taste and wealth: floors carpeted to the baseboards, with hand- some rugs here and tltere: books anti flowers and Colonial fiddle-backed chairs: fires snapping In the cool af- ternoon, a great Belgian police dog walking out to greet her with dignity. Mrs. Patterson was old. stout. In a gray silk dress that matched her cttrled short gray hair, She was in a sort of library, beside a Wood fire; t~er only companion was a wonmn of perhaps forty, also gray, with a sick, patient face, "Come in, come In," Mrs. Paiterson said, as the maid ushered Tony to tim door of the room. "'It's Miss Taft, of the Call, Ruth." she said to the yonng- er woman. The sick, troubled face flashed a smile that was alnmst as cheerless in effect as the anxious frown had been. "This is my deligh- ter, Mrs. Bellamy," said Mrs. Patter- son. "We're all going tO the party to- night, so we thought we'd rest a little now." "How is it at the club?" the danffh- ter asked, In a strained, reedy voice. "Exciting!" Tony said. smiling. "What are they doing now, Miss Taft.~' "Well. some of the men are playing golf, and they're still playing tennis. But. of course, no more swimming; they had the diving and the races the very first, while the sun was out. And now a lot of them a~e playing bridge in the clubhouse, and they're having tea and cocktails." "And a fancy dress tonight!" Ruth Bellamy said, shaking her head. "lt's ridiculous! It's too much." "Some of them are going back to San Francisco to dress and come back," Tony told her/ "Oh. how can they! That dread- ful trip twice W O and figure and headS'pine face set off by the dastdng costume arid the rib- boned peruke of the Revolutionary pe- riod. He wore a magnificent skirted coat of hlack brocade heavily embroid- ered in silver and steel, a waistcoat guy in flowers, plum-colored knee- breeches and silk stockings, buckled high-heeled shoes. At his throat and wrists were frills of fine lace; in Ilia hand he carried a plumed cocked hat. She knew him: it was Lawrence Bel- lamy. "Larry, you are marvelous!" said his wife. "Oh, bravo[" said Mrs. Patterson. "Come over here and meet Miss Taft. dear." "Oh. Lord, I didn't know anyone was with you !" Benedict Arnold eJacttlated. "0h, say--" he stammered, Tony's hand in his. "well, hello---I didn't place you! You and I--where have you and I talked to each other be- fore 7" "In your office. Months ago." "Oh. sure, sure!" His face was brlgt~tenlng. "You were coming back; you didn't come back?" "No. I got a Job on the Call---that very day, I think. Society editor, "(;pod work !" he said heartily. "Of course, l see it all. now. You've come over to do tim High .]inks at the club. I knew we were putting up somebody, didn't ask who." "And I've just placed you." Tony said smiling. "I've been talking to your wife and Mrs. l'atterson here without ever thinking that the name was the same." "Well--this is pleasant. No, no tea. I'm going upstairs and get out of this stnff; I Just tried it on to see if it would fit and you all wouldn't think I looked like a perfect fool," said Lawrence Bellamy, as he stooped to kiss his wife's pale face, "aml then I'll get myself something in the pan- try, and then I'll Join yea ladies. What d'yon think of it. RuthT' "It's simply stunning." "This is one of tim costumes from Arliss's 'Alexander Hamilton.' '" the edi- tor explained to Tony. "I was down there tn Hollywood, a few weeks ago, and l borrowed this for me and s dandy for Ruth." "And what do you go as, Mrs. Pat- terson?" Tony smiled at the elderl5 womau. "l,'or many years now," Mrs. Pat- terson said firmly. 'Tve worn a lace dress and put a mantilla on my head and a rose in my hair. No trouble. anti thank God ! can wear my owe shoes and staysl" "And you're going tonight, Ruth?" Lawrence asked, from the door, "For a wtflle, Larry--for the dinner, anyway." "Ah, you're a sportI" he said. Whep lm came back they talked for fifteen animated minutes before Tony rushed upstairs to get at her belated work, and she felt then, in the fire- light, with their appreciative eyes upnn her, that site was at her best; what she said sonnded originql and amusing, even to her, and when she got upstairs to the guest room and looked at herself in the mirror, she thonght she looked her prettiest, too. The guest room was as beautifully appoirited as was the rest of ti~e house. There was a small flat type- writer awaiting her on the gray-and. blue desk, and Tony settled down at "I go back tonight." once to work. When that was done "Isn't the work of a newspaper of- she could study at her leisure the flee rather hard for a young girl like gray-and-blue carpet, the gray-and- you?" blue curtains with a touch of pale O @ said, shaking her head. "But thls is witat I came in about," she went on: "Mother and I were saying that--that since you're young, and this Is a dance, would you llke us to hunt you up a costume?" Tony pointed, and Ruth turned her head to see the gay full skirt of the Portuguese costume, the embroidered blouse and bright headdress dangling on hangers at the dressing table. "It's the real thing: my brother had a friend who had to go to Rio." Tony explained, as the other woman ad- mired It. "And he brought it home for Brenda. But It was always miles too big for Brenda, so I wear It." Tony put her feet on the floor, went to the dressing table, and picked up a brush. She looked at her hostess in the mirror. "You're not going to have much fun, are yon?" she asked soberly, In sud- den understanding. Mrs. Bellamy, lingering, seated her- self beside the almost dead fire. "No," she answered, smiling nerv- ously, and yet, Tony saw. glad to talk too. "You're a good sport!" Tony smil- ingly repeated the husband's phrase. "I try to be." "Was the little boy---was Peter-- sick very long?" Tony was standin~ opposite her hostess now, brusl]ing her thick dark hair. "He was killed." "Ah-h-h !" "He was at a friend's house, play- ing with little Dick Sykes. They were at the garage---" "Terrible for you!" "It was terrible for my husband. too. We never talk of Peter." "Perhaps," Tony said timidly, "it would be better if you did." "Peter was the only one. Yon see. 1 was thirty-three and Larry only Creamed Her Skin and Brushed Her Hair. afternoon, and Tony was glad to get warm and to give all her Christmas news over her teacup, and get all of Ruth's in return Ruth looked bet. tar than Tony had ev~. seen her: sile had a good color, and seemed in fine spirits, anti she quite simply laid some of the Improvements to Tony herself. "You've been extremely good for me. my ~lear. Both Mother and Larry see it. A daughter couldn't have been sweeter." "I've done nothing; you make me ashamed l" Tony protested. "I'm fond of you. I don't get fond of many persons," Ruth said with her pathetic smile. Lawrence Bellamy was not always at the hotel for the tea parties that hls wife so mdch enjoyed, but be came in once or twice, and was always glad to find Tony there. Sometimes they discussed the personnel of the Call office; he knew all the lmptvctant men there, and was Inexhaustibly interest- ed In wbat went on. "Boo, that horrible Fitch ! He came to dinner one nizht. I hate him!" Ruth said. "Do you know him. Tony?" "Oh. yes." She stalled dreamily. "And Bessie Cutter. too." she said. "I SUlq)ose everyone In the office is on to that." Ruth observed. "She did a column called 'Bessie Saw It,' for a while. Now they say she's going to do some work for the Stln(lay issue.'" "Can she do anything?" "Not really. She's been tried met almost everywhere." Tony had a mo- ment of pity for Bessie. Not milch fun ahead of her. Everyone said that Frank Fitch was cooling. She could sell her diamonds, maybe." "The Fitches came to our house for dinner one night." Ruth said. "AUd she's a sweet little thing." When Larry went to dress for some business dinner, Ruth said tbought- fully : "One wonders that Larry doesn't see some attractive woman: they all like him! And after all, I'm twelve years older than he is." Tony had not known them very long before she had heard and divlued much of the story of Ituth'~life, Ruth bad been an heiress; hey Patterson twenty-one when we married," Mrs. Bel- lamy said suddenly. "You look twenty-one tonight," Tony commented readily. The order woman got to her feet, had been Lawrence Bellamy. grandfather had been a banker, a financial genius, one of the big figures in New York immediately after the close of the Civil war, and he hud left her, or rather had left his son, Ruth's father, a considerable fortune, fn the Piedmont house, which Tony gathered belonged to Mrs. Patterson, were paintings of Ruth as a little girl of ten, and one of her with her horse; photographs of Ruth In a school grad- nation dress, lu a ball gown, on ship. board, at the Deauvllle races. Tony gathered that the thing lacking to Ruth tn those yea~ h~td been normal compantonshlp with her own kind ; any Interested young mah had been naturally considered a fortune hunter. She had not married. She had g~)ne in for breeding "show" hor~es, for tennis, and n good deal for society iv New York, London. and Paris. Then. when Ruth had been thirty, a New York financial paper had want- ed to sac Grandfather Patterson's letters and diaries, to use In a series of articles about the New York of his time. and the promising young Jour- nallst.':Ittle more than a year out of Hnrvard, who had been sent ont to Patters0h manor farm on Long Island Law- brilliant man, and not all his kindly matter-of-fact affection, and not all her mother's anxlot~ spoiling and lov- ing. could seem to save her. "llappiness Is absolutely relative, Bendy," the more thoughtful Tony once said to her sister. "I see It more and more every day. There's mo us@ trying to estlmat% whether persons are happy or not; you can't tell until you know what they're comparing It t~ Ruth has so ~auch less than she used to have that she's almost in melancho- lia. We have so much more than we ever thought we'd have that we can hardly keep our feet on the ground. And yet even now we haven't one tenth--I mean In actual income and position and possessions---of what the Beliamys have." "l'oor thingl It's the little boy's death, I suppose. She can't forget It." "An d feellng so much older than he. If si e were thirty-two instead of for ty-two I suppose there might be an- other child; as It Is I don't think there's any hope of iL" "lie's--how old'/" "About thlrty-one at' -two, ! think." '`Ten years. You th~ r~n in neat decudes," said Br~mda. "That's true. Good grnclous. ~ twenty years older than I aml* Yony murmured, under her breath. "You really like her. don't you?" Brenda questioned, In the tone of one thinking aloud. "I like her liking me," Tony an, swered, after a moment's thought, In honesty that surprised even herself. "I tlon't mean thatl" shoe said laugh. ink. "I do like her--you have to llks Ruth. she's so generous and kind and all tbat. But of coarse she's not the personality that Larry ls." "Oh, Tony, you're so beautiful so firm and yotmg and glowing and happ~ --leave merey on her !" Brenda thought. But aloud she dared say nothing. She could only console her. self with the prayer that it was pur~ ly her imagination that of late Tony was quoting Larry Bellamy with s net@ significance; that Larry was manag. ins to be at home when ~ony waS there. "If only they'd move back to Piedmont. where they belong," Brend~ thought nervously. But far from returning t~ Pied- mont, the Bellamys rented an apart-. ment In the smartest of the California street places; a roof apartment with s wonderful view of the elty, an~ de- termined to remain In San Fran- clsco. On a certain rainy March ath~l.- noon. with the freedom of a fa~.-ed friend, she went up there unannounce~ gave Chevalier her wet mackintosh and dripping umbrella, nnd entered the living room to find a fire blazing and Lawrence reading galley proofs In a deep chair beside it. "Oh, deltclous fire--I'm freeztl~gr~ Tony exclaimed Joyfully "Hello, Larry. Cold ?" "No-o-o. I had some work to d~ and I thought I might as well do it here." "Iluth?" "At a bridge lunch lmmewhere, t~e'll be in. She said to be sure to keep you lr you came in." "Oh-h-h-hi" Tony shuddered lux'~'- Iously. "I'm on a story, but the woman la right up the street here at tl:,, Falrmont, and she won't be home urn- tll six." "Then you're here nntil six?" Larry laid a hand on Tony's Shoulder. rence had been ymlng and gay: Ruth said, with a glance at the cloelL "Come and see me again," she said impressive tn her wealth and position "The truth is," Tony said, h@l" Skeletons in Armol Suits ' Are Found on Battle Site Skeletons fully arrayed in medieval armor have been found in excava. tions in the vicinity of Venlce, all In a perfect state of preservation. Work- ers engaged on excavations for the new great canal which Is under con- struction In the plcturesqns district surrounding Stra, came across what undoubtedly must have been the scene of a great battle m the days of the ancient Venetian republic. One of the many skelet.ns in ar- mor was found to have a sword gtllI between the ribs. Presumably the man fell in battle and has lain undis- turbed all these centuries. Quanfl- tles of ancient weapons and armor also were found, together wtth beau- tifully modeled vases which, when the centuries old dlrt had been washed away, were found to be paint- ed by hand with designs and figure~ the colors being perfectly preserved. In and Out Love is funny. You fall In be- ' cause you are together too much, and fall out for the same reason. from common col& ,,,. how many medieinM you have tried for your cough, cheat Cold or bronchial irritation, You can get relie now with Serious trouble may be brewing you to with anything less uaaz, iflon, whiclz goes rlghf; to tho ~e~i; o~ the trouble to aid nature to soothe and heal ~e inflamed mere- branea as tho germ-laden phlegm loose~aed and expelled. Even ff other remedl Imw failed, don% be discouraged, your druggist is author ed to guarantee Creomulsion reffind and to money if you are not satisfied witli results from the very first bottle. Oet O omutsion now. Biggest Girl Weighing 322 pounds, fifteen-year- old Stanka Anghelova of Sophronla. Bulgaria, claims to be the biggest girl in the world. Due to Constipation Get rid of constipation by takina BIaeko Drsu~ht as soon as you notice that hovel acfivlty has slowed up or you begin to feet sluggish. Thousands prefer Black-D~u~ht mar tim refreshing relief it has brought them.. , Mrs, Ray Mullins, of Late, Ark., writes: "My husband snd I both take Tlu~dford's Bhck-Drausht 9rid find it splendid for constipation, bihoumeu, at*d the dlugrceable, aehiag, fired feeling tlmt comes from this condttlon," With #efef- ence to Syrup of Bla~k-Draukht, which this mother gives bee children, she says: "They like the taste and it gawe track good results." ~m~ BLttCK. DRAUGHT Don't be Tormented Short Sighted Those who are proficient, but not good natured, think very little o/ good nature. gallantly, "that we must only thank God that we had seven wonderful years of him. He was nothing but happiness and sweetness, and his mem- ory is ot!ly that. We're not going to - let little Peter's name stand for any- 8--86 thing but Joy." "I was ill--shock," Mrs. Bellamy explained, "and I Just don't seem to --seem to get well." Her lip trembled ; she looked at the fire. ~I don't suppose one ever gets over anything like that," Tony said respect- fully In her friendly way. "Never i" Mrs. Bellamy said quickly. They were having tea. a few mln- ntes later, snd talkthg along com- fortably with that Dleasure that is a part only of the beginning of friend- sClmty o too up at |hip, when a voice from the hail said: IY. A dimple showed near the patch "Mr. Benedict Arnold calling, mad- on her peachy cheek, and Tony thought 8rot" that she saw for the first time what MI, S. Bellamy's face brightened, and the handsome Mr. Bellamy mlg~ht have a~e called out eagerly: seen tla the much older Miss Patter- son ~at the time of their marriage ten Tony was half asleep when tilere was a tap at her door. "Come in!" she said. rmtslng. ]t was Ruth Bellamy who came In. he.~l. tautly, with a somewhat douhtfui smile on her face. "It's after hnlf-past seven, and you asked to he remlndedT' "Oh, yes. Oh, come In, Mrs. Bel tamy! i believe i was dozing." Ruth came in and sat on the bed. "I had the most delicions bath. and then all these books, and I think I was nearly aSleep.-~Oh, how wonder- ful your hair is!" "My wig?" Mrs. Bellamy's face had been artfully rouged and painted ; with the silver turls abo~e it. and the ear- rlngs of brilliants quivering when she moved her head. she h)oked ten years they can do!" she smiled deprecating- to stay at the Falrmont Hotel, and Tony was almost immediately asked by bet new friend to come up and have tea with her. She had a thoroughly pleasant hour with the mother and daughter, enjoying the luxury of the big corner suite, and the hot tea. and the sense that she was liked and ad. mired. "After that she went in two or three times a week, Once Brenda went with her, and Ruth and Mrs. Patterson liked Bren- da too;'they both made It a point to go into Younger's and buy books from Tony's charming sister. Aud at Christmas time Tony had beautiful l~resents. - The Bellamys, remembering happier Christmases that a ~olsy little boy had made complete, went to Havana. But they left their gifts behind them ; there were flowers for Aunt Meggy, was a lovely scarf for Brenda, and for Tony herself there were frail delicate underthlngs from Ruth. a book from Larry, and a handsame coat from "her attached old friend Harriet Pat- Lawrence hsd continued In t~ewspa- per work, refusing to give up the ca- reer that interested him to become a rtch woman's husband, and as his star had begun to rise. somehow---Tony sensed--Ruth's had begun to fall. First titere had been money loss. a great deal of It, and the sale 0f Merrlvale Hllls; and then failing health. Through them Ruth trod clung all the more te- naciously to her wonderful husband attd son. Then had come the Sun Francisco venture, and the hea.tlful house In Piedmont, with I,awrence growing handsomer and cleverer attd more successful every day, and the Journal promising to be a snccesg. Ruth had been forty-two then, to his eager, vltal thirty. But nothing lind been really disturb- Ing, nolhlng had forced Upon her the realization of their chan~ing o~x~ltlons until little Peter's death. That had brought her house of cards down about her ear~ with a shattering crash ; there could be no more Illusions, no more hopes. She had sunk, within a few Morse's Telegraph In 1&'~2, Samuel F. B. Morse, la American artist, conceived the Idea which laver he developed into the elec- tric telegraph ~and hls telegraphic al- phabet or code. Morse cdmpleted hiS first Instruments In 1835 and during the sueeeedlng eight years gave ~ num- ber of public demonstrations. After several fruitless efforts, he obtained, In 1843, a government approprlatloll to build an experlmen~al telegrap~ line, Over this line, from Washlogtou to Baltimore. the first telegraph rues- sage was transmitted on May 24, 1844. It was: "What hath God wrought?" With the sending of this message'be- gan a new era In haman history, fol ll: marked the first successful trana Market street, with no money In my purse, and no cards of ldenflflcafl~ On me, and faint." (TO BE CONTINUED) ..... @ t~, 4402 23rd St., L~g I~md ~, N. Y. physicians or on professional lett~head. ~Ict ~Sat adult dose of milk gooddrugl Start usinK these a lbaid,genU ',It's wonderful.~ Tony laughed, apple blossom pink for relief here ami wistfully, shyly. "When you are over at thirty-eve. He had imagined that cheeks bright from the windy climb Ruth Bellanly looked at her with athere; the apple blossom hod. wlth a on this side of the bay, or any time. many suitors were interested; present- np the hill, "the truth Is, I'm glad tW wistful smile. "I can Intagine it must he, if yon satin comforter of powder-hlue faced I'd be so glad of It. I've been llvlng ,y he had fmmd h,mself installed as see you alone f o,r a minute, for rm COMES' felt well," she said. with gray. There were hangers pad- very quietly --. too quietly. It isn't the only one, her squire when ,she In a tight corner.' "You don't look very slck," Tony ded in gray and blue in the closet, good for Mother and for me, and it went into tows to the opera, and In- "All right, go ahead and tell m@ said, with her kindly, disarming smile, and fat bath towels heavily mono-Isn't good for Larry. I'd be so glad cldentally to the Patterson box; her about it." grammed tn gray anti blue crowded if you would." authority on the problems presented Tony settled herself In a chair, her Elimination of Body Waste. 'Tin not sick, exactly---" Ruth be- one an,,ther on the glass rods ov, r "I will[" '_Pony promised, touched, by managing the manor farm: therebrown slim hands extended on tho gan. the speckless tub. Violet soap--Tony But as she got herself Into the be- were splendld dairies, calves, bulls, arms, her glowing blue eyes sometlmel |S Doubly impoH '*No, she's not sick," her mother pnt adored violet soap--and nothhlg to do coming stripes and colors, she won- stallions, hunters, and racers. Law- turning to his, sometimes to the ~re. Inthecracialmontlmbeforelm in forcibly. "/t's just t~at--that we've from quarter-past six until it was dered If she would. Life was brim- reuse grew Inter~.sted. They were mar- "Well, it's Greenwood, our city ~ it is vitally important that theb( been rather sad lately.~ time to dress for a nine o'clock ful without the Beliamysl tied. and Ruth had a few years oftot," she said. ofwa~temattev.Yourintestine~t Her eyes filled with tears; and Mrs. dhmer. Oh, fun--fun---fun-- flawless happlne,_~, had a small square - "What's Greeny want now? Makll~ tion-regularly~eompletelywlthot Bellamy, looking at Tnny, said stead- She took a luxurious bath, creamed CHAPTER IX son to stamp about "Merrtvale Hills." love to you?' Physicians Recom ily, "I lost my little ~oy seven months her skin and brushed her ltalr, finally couhl drive about to other estates like "Making love to me? Hear him! Milnesia W~fers ago yesterday" He wants me to do a sensational story Thesemlnt-flavored, ca~ "Oh. now "l:ony e~aculated, put ou her wrapper and hty tlowu,Two weeks later the Bellamys theirs, and show other women how for hl~ about the Emergency hospl- pulling the satin, quilt np over her. came over to the eity for a few weeks fortunate she wes. milk of magnesia "We feel." Mrs, Patterson began tel. He wants me to walk out lnhl iolved. For iu~heh~ meurab. sle. m~ mUlele