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THURSDAY, JAN. 13, 1938 ’T i\fK < W II R A M IN A O R E G O N Our Presidents UNDER PRESSURE By George Agnew Chamberlain © George Agnew Cham berlain Jovce Sewell, on the eve o l her tw entieth b irth d a y rebels at her lot. dependent on her detested stepm other. Irm a , and fu ll of tra g ic m em ories of her m oth e r’s m u rd e r tw elve vears before and her fa th e r’s death six m onths ago. Irm a calls In Helm B lackadder. an a d m ire r, to help her persuade Joyce to m a r r y rich , young M ichael K irk p a tric k . M ike , sent up to Joyce by Irm a and Black- adder. demands a showdown on his p ro posal and is rejected Reading het fa th e r s papers. Joyce realizes that La Barranca, a M exican ’ hacienda which her fa th er had owned, legally belongs to her L a te r, she receives a le tte r enclosing a w a rra n t on the U nited States T re a su ry far *10.000 com pen sation for her m other s m urd e r at La Bar- Tanca She confers w ith M r. B ia d le y , a banker and only rem aining frie n d of her fa th e r’ s She confides that she wants to m ake a secret jo u rn e y to M exico. CHAPTER II—Continued CHAPTER III D irk Van S u tta rt, second secre ta ry of embassy, would have showed to g re ate r advantage in any o th e r setting. The tra d itio n s of an a ncient nam e were behind him , he had m ore than his share of good looks, a reasonable am ount of m oney and a m e rry eye Away from h is jo b he was as clean-cut a young A m e ric a n as ever drew breath, but he was on the way to being spoiled, poisoned by the b ite of the d ip lo m a tic bee. He was engaged in testing the s p rin g o f a polo m a lle t when the rece p tio n c le rk entered, laid Joyce’s s lip on the desk and lingered to sm oke a c ig a re tte . D irk read the p a p e r o ve r his sh ou ld er., “ W hat does she w a n t? ” enough to q u a lify a voter. D u rin g the p anic o f 1837 M a rtin Van Buren could not a l w ays get his s a la ry . Woodrow W ilson and his w ife slept in B ucking ha m palace. Theodore Roosevelt, in com m en ting on liv in g in the W hite House, said: “ You don’t liv e there. Y o u 're only ’ E x h ib it A ’ to the c o u n try ." A ndrew Jackson was the firs t te rr ito ria l governor of E lo rid u . W arren G. H a rd in g w ent d i re c tly fro m the U nited States senate to the W hite House. ’M ine. I have the docum ents I w here you should file yo u r p e titio n ." “ I d id , th ro ug h m y fa th e r, when here pro vin g nbsolute title if y o u 'll I was e ig ht years old. I ’ m not eight o nly take the tro u b le to look at ; now, M r. Van S u tta rt, though you th e m .” “ No use. You’re w asting m y seem to th in k so. T he M exican c la im s com m ission has been s ittin g tim e . Don’t waste yours o r yo u r j t fo r a g re a t m any years considering m oney by going to any o th e r law- y e r. I give you th a t advice fo r noth- | c la im s am ounting to $250,000,000. in g ." Has it settled a single case?” “ W hat is yo ur tim e w o rth ? ” asked “ I ’m not a t lib e rty to sa y.” “ You mean you don’t know? I ’ ll Joyce, sw itchin g into Spanish. “ I lik e you. How m uch w ould you te ll you, it hasn’t —not one.” “ M iss Sew ell, th is conversation is charge to let m e s it and look at g ettin g us nowhere. M ay I say in you fo r h a lf an h ou r? ” M a rg a rid a Fonseca swung around conclusion th a t I ’ve given you a ll the advice—the only advice— to in her sw ivel c h a ir, planted her el w hich you are entitled? The embas bows on the desk, her fists in her sy can do nothing to help you—noth cheeks, and stared. “ C a ra ’o! Hnb- las C nstillnn o, g rin g u ita ! So. we tu lk ing w h a te v e r." “ H e lp !” exclaim ed Joyce. “ I j Spanish! Who are you?” “ M y name is Joyce Sewell. I'm d id n 't come l^ r e fo r h e lp ; 1 asked fo r c e rta in in fo rm a tio n . A re you the d aughter of C u tle r Sewell who sure you have the a u th o rity to re owned— ” " T s t! T s t! Nobody owns anything. fuse it? ” I You possess, you don’t o w n .” “ Quite su re .” “ Oh, but 1 do,” protested Joyce, Joyce stood up to find her knees were tre m b lin g . She had been d is i “ I can prove i t . " She advanced, sat m issed, told to leave! A nger surged f down on the edge of a c h a ir and Ì in her veins—anger against some laid her docum ents on the desk. im p la ca b le force outside herself and “ Please let me show yo u.” “ It's no use, m y c h ild . I ’ ve told Van S u tta rt. She became a flam e and suddenly its beauty cu t through you the tru th and the whole tru th . to his in n e r consciousness. In a In c id e n ta lly I don’t .like A m e rican s, h a lf daze he was te llin g h im s e lf th a t b ut let me give you som ething else i f he had m et th is g irl at a c o c k ta il I fo r nothing. Get out. Go back to p a rty instead o f in the course of o ffi y o u r own co u n try before somebody Rows and rows o f flowers in a ll c ia l business he would have crashed ; m akes one b ite o f yo u r p re tty colors of the ra in b o w —th a t's the th rough to her side and stayed h e a d ." Joyce stood up and buried her fe ature of th is s trik in g afghan there. B u t he was too late, the pol ished shell he wore had held out too grave blue eyes in M a rg a rid a ’s w hich is the gayest, easiest thing o u t! You s im p ly crochet it in black ones. '“ I ’ ll get out, but I long. “ M r. Van S u tta rt,” said Joyce, w on’ t go back. I was w rong about s trip s that are 7 inches w ide, and do the flow ers in scraps o f y a rn " y o u r im a g in in g I cam e to you for you. I m ay not find a la w y e r w ith help has its fu nn y side. A re n ’t you m ore bra in s, but I ’ll get one who o r in three shades of one color ever puzzled as to why yo u ’ re alive is n 't a co w a rd .” She snatched up fo r a lovely jew eled effect. Id ea l in fo ur-fold G erm antow n. P a tte rn —w hy you d ra w down pay? A ca her precious docum ents, turned 1623 contains com plete d ire ctio n s n a ry in his gilded cage earns his q u ic k ly and started to w ard the door. “ S to p !” yelled M a rg a rid a . " N o fo r m aking the a fgh an ; illu s tra keep w ith song, but a p op in jay can’ t body can say th a t to m e! Come tions o f it and o f a ll stitches used; even s in g .” a photograph of section o f a f She was gone before he could back and sit down. G ive me the ghan; m a te ria l re q u ire m e n ts ; w ipe the look of am azem ent from papers.” She took them , spread them out but kept her puzzled eyes color suggestions. his face, m uch less answer. Send 15 cents in stam ps o r coins She h u rrie d to the hotel where fixed on Joyce. A b ru p tly she sm iled. she was liv in g , paid her b ill and “ I thought you w ere out to m ake a (coins p re fe rre d ) fo r th is p a tte rn asked th a t her baggage be brought play on the tender fem ale h ea rt but to The Sewing C irc le , N ee dle cra ft D ept., 82 E ig h th A ve., New Y o rk , down. A t sig h t of the petaca there I ’ve changed m y m ind. H ave you N. Y. w ere supercilious glances fro m the any m on ey? " “ How m uch ? ” to u ris ts , the c le rk and even the por- i “ Ten thousand d o lla rs .” te r, but not fro m the ta x i d riv e r ; again the little native tru n k served I “ R e a lly ! Y ou’ re loose in M exico 1 her w ell. He did not bother to lie a t yo u r age w ith $10,000! We’ ll see K la m a th F a ll« . O r« .— k M rs . W K. Ir w in of about the fa re and even understood the papers.” She glanced over them s w iftly | her quest fo r the best hotel unfre- quented by foreigners. U nhesitat- w ith odd je rk s of her nose as if ‘ in g ly he drove her to an establish- she were a p a rro t te aring the m eat j I m en t in a back stree t but near the • out o f one nut a fte r another. ! center of town. The p ro p rie to r j “ W hy d id n ’t you te ll me it was La ! greeted her in soft C astilian and | B a rra n c a ? ” she asked of the blue : '46 W h ite A v e . saya : took the tro u b le to accom pany her sky. “ Before m y little boy cam e I f r it w eak and “ You d id n 't give me a chance,” i h im s e lf to a top-floor room . W <«ut o f aorta. D r . P ie rre ’s W F a v o r it e Prescriptio n “ Can you recom m end a woman said Joyce. J w.ia h ig h ly recom m end- M a rg a rid a turned. " I th in k I ’ve la w y e r? ” she asked. FJP e*l to m e as a tonic, and “ I know of one, but she’s a M exi- found a w ay. I t has nothing w hat- j / I decided to try it. I __ _ ” ever to do w ith the courts. Come I used a b o u t four bottles can. and I can say th a t it stim ulated m y a p “ I p re fe r a M e xica n ,” said Joyce. i back in a w eek.” petite and helped to b u ild me up re m a rk “ W ill you g ive me her nam e and “ T h a t w on’t do,” said Joyce, “ it a b ly .” B u y n o w at any d ru g »tore. address?” won’t do at a ll ! ” = = = = = = = = = = = = = He took out his ca rd , scribbled on “ W hy n ot? ” WNU— 1»__________________ 2 —38 it, and handed it to her. “ She's a “ Because a week is too lo n g !” d iffic u lt person,” he re m a rk e d , “ but V “ You have courage, little one. an e x c e lle n t la w y e r." Since you don’ t do your fig h tin g w ith Joyce decided to w aste no tim e tears w e’ll go hunting together. in telephoning fo r an appointm ent, F o rtu n a te ly I care nothing w ha t j but she did stop long enough to un happens to you—nothing at a ll. Is , pack her bag and hang up her th a t c le a rly understood?” clothes. As her rage at Van Sut “ D on 't w o rry ,” said Joyce. "S how ta r t began to cool she wondered at me the road and I ’ ll look out fo r > New Remedy Uses Magnesia to Clear it and fe lt a little asham ed. Prob m y s e lf.” a bly th a t m anner of his had got him M a rg a rid a scooped up the papers, 1 Skin. Firms and Smooths Complexion his job, perhaps he was paid to cram m e d a hat on her head, showed m ake people feel e x a c tly as she had the way out and slam m ed the door i — Makes Skin Look Years Younger. fe lt. She opened the petaca, sorted behind them . A m om ent la te r they Get rid of ugly, pimply akin with thia out the docum ents she thought she were in a ta x i w hich scu rried along extraordinary new remedy. Denton’» Anger Surged in H er Veins. would need and m ade her way on in te rm in a b le back streets to d ra w Facial Magnesia work» miracle« in It clearing up a »potty, roughened com h e ir of the late C u tle r Sewell and foot to the la w y e r’s address. up in e xa ctly 15 m inutes at the resi plexion. Even the first few treatment» th e re ’s a file in th is office under was a strange, old-fashioned b u ild dence o f Gen. Z acharias O nelia, make a noticeable diiference. The ugly his nam e. I wish to know m y rights. ing w ith a long d a rk n a rro w hall right-hand m an to the m in is te r of »pot» gradually wipe away, big pore» Am I e n title d to have copies o f the w hich opened suddenly upon a big w ar. grow smaller, the texture of the skin dispatches, or to exam ine them , or square w e ll surrounded by balconies “ G eneral, it is ve ry good of you itself become» firmer. Before you know to be given a resum e, o r—if a ll th a t and roofed by the sky. There was to receive us,” said M a rg a rid a . it friends are complimenting you on is im possible—can I be inform e d of an e levator but no attendant. R ath “ Do you m ind ta kin g a look at th is your complexion. A er than a tte m p t to w ork the m ech the last step in the n egotiation?” young lady before she goes out to S P E C IA L O FFE R By th is tim e both Van S u tta rt’s anism herself she w alked up two w alk around the p atio w h ile you and — fo r a fe w weeks only eyebrows w ere raised to the lim it. fligh ts and located a door upon 1 have a ta lk? She has a pecu lia r Here is your chance to try out Denton'e “ No copy o f any dispatch can be w hich was in scrib e d : L ie . M arga- value. G e n e ra l.” Facial Magnesia at a liberal saving. We given to anybody,” he declared, rida Fonseca. “ To m e?” She knocked: there was no an “ E s p e cia lly to yo u,” said M arga- j willsend you a full 6 oz. bottle o f Den ‘ ‘except by specific d ire c tio n of the ton's, plus a regular size box of famous D ep artm en t of State, and the same swer. She opened the door, stepped rid a and turned to Joyce. “ Sup- Milnesia Wafers (t(ie original Milk of an e m pty anteroom and t___ you go out, chica, and stay j re s tric tio n applies to the balance of into pose Magnesia tablets). . . both for only 60cl coughed. The door into a room be out t i l l you’ re c a lle d !” As soon as | Cash in on this remarkable offer. Send I your question. M ay I ask to w hat yond was open. She passed through Joyce had gone M a rg a rid a leaned 60c in cash or stamps today. th is file re fe rs ? ” “ To m y fa th e r’s p ro p e rty in this it and stopped short. On the fa rth e r to w ard Onelia and continued in a side of a litte re d desk, leaning back low voice. “ G eneral, th is is a mo c o u n try .” “ 1 thought so. M iss Sewell, A m e r and a pp aren tly absorbed in sta rin g mentous business, fa r deeper than icans abroad su ffe r fro m an unfor- ; through the th ic k w a ll at some v i m ay appear at firs t glance. The tunate delusion w hich you seem to , sion fa r aw ay, sat a wom an whose young lady, M iss Joyce Sewell, is share th a t the foreign service is appearance could be described only undoubtedly the la w fu l ow ner of ha • S E L E C T P R O D U C T S , In c . ■ J 4402—23rd Street, Long Island City. N. V. ■ m aintained fo r th e ir in d iv id u a l con as leonine. One glance was enough cienda La B a rra n c a .” (TO UE CONTINUED) | Enclosed find 6 0 c (caah or atampa) fo r g venience. I t isn ’t. I t was created to m ake her speak in E nglish. | w h ich aand m a your a p e c ia l “ What do you w a n t? ” fo r the benefit of the United States | com bination. M ississippi Levees Begun 1717 “ A la w y e r,” said Joyce. ■ as a whole and of the taxpayers at The firs t levees on the banks of ■ N a m e ..................................... “ W hat for? What about?” home who foot the b ills H aven’t you * the M ississippi riv e r were begun in “ M ay 1 sit dow n?” heard of the M exican c la im s com S tre a t A d d r t u 1717 at New O rleans. Congress ap “ No! W hat about?” m ission in W ashington?” ■ C ity . . . . . . . . . ____S ta te . . . . . . ____ * p ro priate d its firs t m oney fo r flood “ An estate.” “ I have.” re lie f—$90,000—in 1874. “ Whose?” “ T h a t, m y dear young lady, is “ Same old th ing . She’d lik e to w a lk in on the c h ie f.” D irk finished testing the s tick, put it away in a clothes closet, went to his padded c h a ir and rum m aged fo r a dispatch. “ A ll set. You can show her in .” P re se n tly Joyce stood be fo re h im . He perused the dispatch fro w n in g ly fo r a m om ent longer, then m otioned her to a c h a ir be side the desk. “ W’on’t you s it dow n. M iss Sew e ll? ” Joyce hesitated. “ Y o u 're not the am bassador, are you?” “ H a rd ly . I ’ m the second secre ta r y .” “ I wanted to see the am bassa d o r ." “ A re you an A m e ric a n ? ” “ Y es; born of A m e rica n parents residin g abroad. 1 a rriv e d from the States last n ig h t. Do you wish to see m y passport?” “ T h a t’s not necessary at present. 1 suggest you state yo u r business. I f i t ’s som ething I c a n 't handle— or if i t ’s im p o rta n t enough—an ap pointm e nt w ill be m ade fo r you w ith his e xcellen cy.” Joyce sat down w ith o u t ta king her eyes off him . She was puzzled. Here was a young m an, the ve ry a n ti thesis o f M ike K irk p a tric k in looks, m anner and breeding, ye t a ll she fe lt was b itte r disappointm ent. Why? Suddenly the answ er swept o ver her. She was face to face w ith the m ask th a t had defeated her fa th e r—im m a tu re , perhaps, its veneer not ye t solidified, but the same u nfeeling m ask. “ W h a t’s yo ur nam e?” she asked. “ D irk Van S u tta rt,” he replied, betrayed by the suddenness of the question. A g lin t l i t in his eye and color rose to his cheeks, but he q u ic k ly controlle d his anger and raised one eyebrow . “ R e a lly, Miss Sewell, w h ile you requested a per sonal in te rv ie w I d id n ’ t realize you were co n te m p la tin g an exchange of confidences.” “ I lik e to know to whom I am ta lk in g ,” said Joyce co olly. “ I th in k y o u 'll find m y business is q uite per sonal. I ’m the d aughter and sole She sat s ta rin g at the floor, not answ ering at once. “ I know w hat you m ean.” she said fin a lly .' "a n d I ’ll tr y to e xplain . 1 rem em ber ev e ry th in g , but I'v e found out th a t be ing fa r away fro m a th in g like th a t doesn’t help you to fo rg e t—it makes i t into a p ictu re on the w all. Then th e re ’s som ething else. Places go by contrasts, don’t they? I won’t say a nyth ing about E lsin b o ro ; a ll 1 can te ll you is th a t when I ’ve been unhappy, when I ’ m m ost m iserable, I look back and dream of happiness and La B a rra n c a .” She swept her eyes to his face. “ M y m o th e r isn t here, M r. B ra dley. I mean she co u ld n ’t possibly come to E lsinb o ro — not even in m y thoughts. Does th a t sound foolish to you?” “ N ot foolish, m y d e a r,” he m u r m u re d , “ not a t a ll fo olish.” Touched by his understanding she reached out one hand im p u ls iv e ly and laid it on his a rm . “ Oh, M r. B ra d le y , please be m y frie n d . You can help me so m uch ! M y passport, a le tte r of c re d it, but th a t’s not a ll. Y ou know m y stepm other. F athe r used to keep te llin g me she’s a good w om an. W ell, she is, b ut if she finds out w ha t I ’ m doing or w here I am I ’l l have tw o fights on m y hands instead o f one.” “ How are you going to w ork it? H ow w ill you get a w a y ? " “ I ’ve thought it a ll out. I can say I ’ m going to F rances H o ld e r’s fo r a v is it.” “ H ’m . B u t th e y’ll tra ce you. Now adays a d e lib e ra te disappearance is one of the hardest th ing s on earth to stage.” “ I ’ ve th ou gh t of th a t too.” She gave h im a look so composed it set his blood to tin g lin g . “ I f I go by a ir, w here w ill I be by the tim e th ey begin th e ir tra c in g ? ” He blin ked at her a d m irin g ly . “ Joyce, I ’ ve made up m y m in d. I ’l l do e ve ryth in g I can to help you and I prom ise I ’ll keep m y m outh tig h t shut t i l l you say the w o rd .” On the same im pulse they rose to th e ir feet and stood w ith rig h t hands h a lf extended, not quite touching. “ Y ou’ re a w fu lly young, Joyce, and m ost people would say I ought to be ja ile d fo r le ttin g you go. B u t you’ ve got h e a rt as w e ll as head, and as fo r yo uth —w h a t’ s i t for? To spend w hile i t ’s stro n g .” He proved as good as his w ord and b etter, fo r he could see a lot fu rth e r ahead than Joyce. W ith in ten days not only d id he arrange th a t her passport fo r tra v e l abroad should come d ire c t fro m the State d e p a rtm e n t ra th e r than through the loca l county c le rk , but he coached h e r on her d ep ortm en t in the m ean tim e tow ard her stepm other, pro vide d her w ith a c e rtifie d copy of h e r fa th e r’s w ill, warned her about excessive baggage and bought her tic k e ts by a ir in a fic titio u s name. L a te r, w ith o u t detection, she boarded a plane at E lsin b o ro ’s a l m ost deserted a irp o rt th a t connect ed a t N e w a rk w ith a n ig h t plane south. W N U S ervice C H A R Y T A Y L O R never Z 1 A stuyed in one place long Gather Yam Scraps for Flower Afghan Young Mothers « GET RID OF PIMPLES D F a E c ia N l T M O a g N n e s ’ ia S J ___________________