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The OREGON STATESMAN, Salem, Oregon, Wednesday Morning, January 17f 1934
"JVo Favor Sways Vs;
"From First Statesman, March 23, 1851
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' Treaty of Peace?
WE entertain little enthusiasm over the "peace" which
Willard Marks has patched up with reference to high
er education affairs in Oregon. It looks too much like a
Chinese victory all round: a
festers are still there, the antagonisms are still there. And the
creation of acting presidents on the campuses at Eugene and
Corrallis merely gives spearheads to these antagonisms.
The board is very apt to find that these acting presidents
stir up trouble rather than allay it. The relationships are
complicated between chancellor and board and acting pres
idents and inter-campus deans. The acting presidents will
speedily become walking delegates for their own institutions ;
and the board will be even more beset with controversy and
We could tolerate this experiment in pacification were
it not for the pusillanimous resolution which the board adopt
ed at the Monday meeting. If ever a body stultified itself the
board did in this resolution in which it rubs its own nose in
the dirt. Its backdown from the "ringing resolution" f its
October and December meetings offers an open invitation
to recalcitrants to defy the board on occasion. The fresh as
sertion of threat at what it will do when profs and deans
thumb their noses at the board in the future has a hollow
sound. The apologetic tone of the board resolution is apt to
be interpreted &s a jellyfish surrender. If the action seemed
wise to expunge the past and make a fresh start assuredly' it
should have been done without such penitential abjectness as
the board voices in its resolution.
In its zeal to save faces the board seems to have served
every one except itself. !
Debasing the Coinage
PRESIDENT ROOSEVELT has resorted to the old device
of monarchs: debasing the coinage. This has been an
ancient custom, the clipping of coins by sovereign order, the
filling of coins with alloys of cheaper metal. Done by a dem
ocratic president it is none the less unconscionable. By it
those who have contracted with the government are robbed
by the degree of the debasement.
Nor is there any assurance that the device will accom
plish its purpose of providing a stable price level. The rub
ber dollar theories have been tried and so far they have not
succeeded. The attempt now will merely set a precedent for
the future. If the dollar is stabilized at 60c what will keep it
stable? And when a new slump comes long will not the
crackpot financiers and politicians come forward and urge
that it be debased again to 30c worth of gold. The whole his
tory of debasement of coinage is one of fraud.
The president has the following iiTd the congress will
put the sorry deal through. In fact it put in the president's
hsnds the first authority for defrauding the citizens of the
country. While honest citizens may rebel, they are impotent ;
and can only bide their time. When an individual goes bank
rupt and compromises his debts, his credit standing is never
the same again. The same will apply to the United States,
which without justification, dishonors its own bonds for the
first time in its long history.
. - - !
The death of A. B. Hammond removes one who carved his name
In high capitals in the industrial history of the west. Mercantile en
terprises in Montana, railroad construction, salmon packing:, lum
bering, shipping in Oregon and California showed the range of his
Interests and his achievements. The Hammond Lumber company
operating at Mill City is one of the important units of the Hammond
Industries. Just now an industrial tycoon is under somewhat of a
shadow, regarded not with envy so much as bitter prejudice. Per
haps We shall not rear such types again in our new civilization. But
Hammond was one of those who followed the pattern of "success"
as drilled Into youth of the last century. He came west and forged
a career out of the materials at hand, reaping the rewards in power
and fame and wealth which have long inspired effort and adventure.
The publisher of a suburban weekly in Portland has been
yaaked before the court on a charge of criminal libel. He made
scandalous charges against Mayor Carson who laid the matter before
the district attorney's office and indictment followed. Freedom of the
press is never an excuse for slanderous vilification. Responsible ed
itor respect not only the ethics of their profession but the penalties
which the law may invoke. There are frequently journalistic irrespon
ibles however whose only way of gaining an audience is by resort to
slander or to half-truths which are as vicious. Medford had a season
of such Irresponsible Journalism whose perpetrators finally landed
In the penitentiary. There is plenty of room for freedom of opinion,
but should be none for libellous untruths.
Editor Bede of Cottage Grove will doubtless be glad to join
us In showing Editor Sprague of Salem an upper Willamette
sunset next week-end during the editorial convention. Maybe the
poor folks down Salem way really don't have sunsets. Eugene
We're afraid what the' gang will show will not be the sunset
.but the moonshine.
A subscriber writes to Inquire just where he can get a permit
to kill his neighbor, who is a cantakerous crepehanger who gurgles
him woes down said subscriber's ears without regard to time or
place. "This is surely a case where there "ortej be NO law".
... AURORA, Jan. Hwpupils of.
the sixth grade who are studying
Oregon history will not soon for
get Dr. McLaughlin and the Hud
aoaBay company as Miss Audrey
Ettiager accompanied by her pu
Bila Visited the old lion of .
Laughlin at Oregon City Saturday
morning. The house which has
been moved from the original set
tins to sv sightly spot upon the
am. is maintained as a memois
sax y the- D. A. R. The place was
temporarily closed for repairs,
but that the pupils might not be
disappointed a caretaker shoved
the throngh. They later visited
the Catholic church, and the bur
UI place ot Dr. McLaajhlla.
. Mis Ettlngera room sold the
largest number t Christmas
seals. Jean Snyder received aa
hone for selling the highest num
ber pi seals and James Strick
land the second highest. Mrs. F.
iJ. VtCAlimfiT and Utrm . t
No Fear Shall Awe"
to it or not otherwise credited to
general savins: of faces. The
seal sale, Mrs. A. O. Miller and
Mrs. J. W. Sadler, together gave
the pupils a little treat Monday
afternoon in appreciation of their
Practices Started on
On Booster Club Play
BRUSH CREEK. Jan. 1.
The cast for the annual Brush
Creek play has been selected and
work begun on the play itself. If
possible the Booster dab, which
is sponsoring the play, hopes to
hate it presented la February.
The actual date has not been set.
Fred Krug is directing. Charac
ters in the play, "Bertie's Cave
Woman,- are: Alrta Krug, Loel
U Forland. John Goplerud, Sr.,
John Goplerud, Jr., Althea Meyer,
inga Goplerud, Sam Lorenion
and Ludvlg Meyer.
SILVER TEA FRIDAY
TURNER, Jan. It The Meth
odist women will hold their Jan
aary silver tea with program, Fri-
1 The Blow That Almost Killed Father!
Bits for Breakfast
By R. J. HENDRICKS
Gen. Palmer, who out
Indians on reservation.
friend of Judge J. W. Grim.
who helped Keil colonists:
(Continuing from yesterday:)
In the state senate of 1864 and
1866, Joel Palmer and J. W. Grim
served together; the sessions be
ins on the second floor ot the
Holman building, across the
street from the present States
man building, as heretofore in
dicated. The men who had in '47
come "the plains across" togeth
er, had much in common. Pal
mer represented Yamhill, Grim
Marion county, along with Wm.
U . S
In the election of 1870. Gen
eral Palmer was a candidate for
governor on the republican tick
et, opposed to Grover, democrat,
whose success in the campaign
was due partly to the charge that
Palmer had passed his prime.
It is interesting to add that in
the next -campaign (1874) there
were three candidates for gover
nor, Grover for the democrats.
James C. Tolman of southern Ore
gon for the republicans, and Rev.
T. F. Campbell, independent. Gro
ver beat Tolman by only 650,
Campbell having divided the vote,
but receiving 3181 less votes than
Grover. Campbell was a descend
ant of the CampbeU who founded
the Christian ("Campbellite")
church, and at the time was pres
ident of Monmouth college (of
which he was the founder), now
the Monmouth state normal
school. He was the father of
Prince Campbell, president of the
University of Oregon for a long
term. Both father and son were
men of great ability.
The writer recalls a visit to
Daily Health Talks
By ROYAL S. COPELAND, MJ).
By ROYAL S. COPELAND. M D.
United States senator from New York
Former CommUtioner of Ueallh,
Keui York City
UNDUE EXPOSURE to cold leads
to a common and sometimes ex-
iremeiy serious condition known as
"frostbite". I do not refer to that
to cold. This
more of a chren
which the skin
discolored a 1
posure to cold
causes the skin
to become bright
red or. livid la
color, and may
be followed by
blistering. In the more severe form
of frostbit the involved akin Is pale,
stiff and brittle. Extremely cold air
constricts the blood vessels and may
completely shut off the blood rap
ply, in that event, gangrene or
death of the frost-bitten tissue re
sults, Mtheds of Treataneat
When the entira body is exposed
te extreme cold the victim becomes
benumbed. Movement of the. body.
Is difficult, and there may set Id
marked drowsiness. The eyesight
faila, then walkinr becomes impoa
stbia and the sufferer may UJJ un
conscious. ' 1
When tb akm ts only alfchtly
xrost-tdttan It ahoald be . gently
bbd and cloths wrung out of fold
water should be applied to it ; Snow
may be rubbed on the- afflicted part ,
but cold cloths are better.
la a ii
ta 1 - A
id L T i
Douglas county of Rev. T. F.
Campbell, while he was carrying
on that campaign. Though then
a small boy, the memory of the
distinguished appearing and talk
ing man is Tivid especially as
not many of his type came that
way, and stopped at the parental
farm home in "Shoestring" val
ley, seven miles east of the fa
mous Yoncalla of the Applegates.
And this brings up another In
teresting fact of Oregon history.
In 1876, Grover was in about the
middle of his second term as gov
ernor, when, the state house being
so far finished as to allow; the
removal of the state offices from
down tow,ninto it, and to permit
of the meeting of the legislature
in it (the lower house on the
third floor), Grover was chosen
U. S. senator by the joint vote
of the two branches legislative
sessions then being in September.
But Jesse Applegate was a
strong contender against Grover;
or rather his republican friends
made him so. On the first ballot,
Applegate had 25 votes in the
house, Grover 27. In the senate,
however, Grover had 20 against
seven for Applegate. J. W. Nes
mith was the third candidate,
having as many as 14 votes on
some ballots. He gave way, throw
ing the victory to Grover, who on
the final ballot received 48 votes,
a bare majority. Grover was a
Salem man, afterward moving to
Portland. From 1864 on, he had
been chairman of the democratic
state central committee.
m m. H
Old timers (even democrats)
have told the writer that if Jesse
Applegate had been a strong cam
paigner, appealing to prejudices
ana organizing his friends, he
Alternate the rubbing with the cold
applications. A good plan is to rub
tor a tew minutes and then apply
the cold cloths for the next few min
utes. The water In which the cloths
are soaked can gradually be warmed
until It Is lukewarm.
In. a moderate form ot frostbite,
the skin is discolored and blisters are
present For this type, apply cold
cloths but avoid prolonged applica
tion of cold and do not rub. -The
temperature of the water can be
In ail cases ot severe frost-bite
bear in mind that sudden chane-e
from cold outdoors to a warm room
ts dangerous. The sufferer should be
exposed gradually to any change In
temperature. After proper reaction
occurs, a soothing ointment should be
applied and the afflicted part wrapped
in absorbent cotton or flannel cloths.
Blisters should be pricked with a
sterile needle and the water allowed
to now out Do not dlstnrh ths mv
erlng ot the blisters, if gangrene Is
present alcoholic dressings should be
applied and medical attention sought
Persons Uvins? in cold cUmataa
should be familiar with the necessary
precautions airalnst froat-blta. um
shoes, and loose but warm clothing
snouiff worn. Atom constriCUnr
gartera. It is a good plan to wear
two pairs, of atocklnra. Bam an
pair cotton, and the outer pair wool
en. Always chanea wet atwirina
nd wear clean atocklnc each day.
Above alL never neglect frost-bite
but seek Immediate medical aid.
Answers to Health Queries
M. C C Q. What do yon advtM
for warts r
A. Send self-addressed, stamped
envelope for further particular anrf
repeat your question.
(Copvrtoht, MJI, K. F. 8., Inc.)
would have succeeded. But he
was too Independent to resort to
such methods. That was a battle
of giants, and there was ample
combustible material that might
have been used against Grover.
able though he was, and honest,
too. But Jesse Applegate would
not strike below the belt, even
to win the prize of a senatorial
What has since been known as
the Barlow road over the Cas
cades, Bancroft's History of Ore
gon called "Palmer's wagon
road." Some extracts from this
"When P a 1 m e r's company
reached The Dalles they found 60
families awaiting transportation
by two small boats (this was
Sept. 29, 1845), which would re
quire at least 10 days. The season
was so far advanced that Palmer
feared detention for the winter;
and, impatient of the wearin
and expense of such delay, they
determined to attempt the cross
ing of the Cascade mountains
with their wagon3. This plan was
strongly opiosed by Waller and
Brewer (of the Methodist mission
there.) Knighton (H. M. Knleht-
on) had returned discouraged,
ior ne, in company with Barlow
(S. K. Barlow) and seven others,
had penetrated 25 miles into the
mountains without finding a
pass, although Barlow was still
"On Oct. l.i Palmer, with 16
families and 23 wagons, left The
Dalles to Join Barlow and his
company, which was reduced to
Beven wagons. . . . Palmer
overtook Barlow's company on
the 3d. . . Leaving the train. Pal
mer with one man began explor
ing ior a wagon road. . . . Contin
uing westward, . . . their course
was suddenly Interrupted by a
deep and wide canyon, compelling
them to travel northward toward
Mt. Hood; darkness overtaking
them 36 miles from camp.
"On the following morning a
descent to the bottom of the can
yon was effected. ... He returned
to camp for provisions, being
soon followed by Barlow
The leaders thought proper "to
send the greater part of their
herds back toward The Dalles to
be driven over the trail north of
Mt. Hood, sending at the same
time a horse train to that place
for a further supply of food, it
being evident that some time
would be consumed in getting
through to the Willamette valley.
"Work was then commenced
on the road, which waa opened in
three days as far as Rock creek,
chiefly by means of fire, which
consumed the thickets. . . , They
. . . hastened to camp, where
provisions were already nearly
exhausted, and made arrange
ments for leaving the wagons and
baggage in charge of a guard.
whUe the women and children
were carried through to the Wil
lamette without further delay, on
horses, by the cattle trail (of the
missionaries), which plan was Im
mediately executed. Hardly had
they started when the rain began
to descend. . , . The cold was be
numbing. . . . The trail was lost,
and Palmer's advance party of
four, which Included two women,
became bewildered, and the wom
en were left alone on their horses
m the rain, while the men ram
bled about for two hours in
search of the path, which Palmer
fortunately discovered. .... in
the erening, to their great Joy.
they were met by a party from
Oregon City, who, upon hearing
of the attempt to cross the Cas
cade range with wagons, and the
scarcity of food among the com
panies, had loaded a train of 11
horses with flour, coffee, sugar
and tea for their relief. , . . The
provisions were- token in charge
by Palmer and one of the relief
party, whUe the others returned
to Oregon City with the two wom
en and one man of Palmer's com
(Palmer returning and arrir
ing at the camp Oct. 20, found a
Someone pushed Patricia before
a microphone. She muttered some
thingwhat, she never knew
and stood aside for Julian. Was he
nervous T His voice sounded queer.
He said something about his nn
teen andience, said it several times.
He must be nervous too.
The movies next! Cameras dick
lnr. shirt-sleeved man trying to
force back the crowds. Herself
shaking" bands with Blair, who
hated her, shaking hands and say
ing, "May the best man win and
no hard feelings either, as she
was told to do.
What a silly thing to say! Julian
snaking hands with Sanders and
saying: something just as silly,
Sanders stuttering a reply. Blair
looked straight into the camera, as
ho made) his little speech, trying,
the girl felt quite sure, to edge her
from the film. Was this the game
of bridge? No, this was ballyhoo.
Crowds upstairs on the sacred
floor, influential people, these, peo
ple who rated invitations. Actresses
and millionaires, prize fighters and
famous beauties, the much married.
very blonde Ruthie Terence or
was it Ruthie Graves by now?
George Jean Cravath, the critic
(quite a break to get him here),
writers, artists, press agents and
public relations men, bridge experts
by the score, grinning and bearing
the hullaballoo as best they could,
furred women, men in dinner
A stop In the press rooms where
typewriters were going full speed
and telegraph instruments were
clicking, a stop while both Blair
and Haverholt predicted a victory
for himself, a vindication for his
bidding system. Haverholt lingered
to speak to certain special friends
among the reporters. He cultivated
friendships among the gentlemen
of the press. Blair scowled. Was
Patricia saw a newspaper man
yawn. Incredible! Incredible that
anyone should yawn! At last the
four reached the room equipped
for bridge. The players were os
tensibly alone except for the ref
eree and the attendants there to
copy the cards, the play, the bid
ding of every hand. .
A long screen stretched across
a doorway pierced with peepholes
glued even now with watching eyes.
The folk outside, the fortunate in
vited folk, were each to be allowed
"That screen,'' snapped Blair, ob
viously unstrung, "that icreen
gives me the cA-eps. Cant we close
"No sir, we cant," replied the
referee quickly, courteously. "It's
all been arranged. We can't disap
point the public. "
The first band waa dealt Behind
the screen the public whispered.
Patricia thought the whispering
would drive her mad. She could
scarcely see her cards to straighten
them. Hearts and diamonds were
mixed hopelessly. The man station
ed at her shoulder, pad and pencil
in his hand, was breathing down
her neck. She felt like screaming.
"Who dealt?" asked Julian Hav
erholt for the first time in his life.
He must be as shaken as herself.
She knew that Blair and the young,
pink-faced Sanders were nervous
to the breaking point Their hands
were trembling quite as much as
hers. Not so much fun now, not so
pleasant the knowledge t h a t all
America was watching them!
Be conservative, be conservative,
Haverholt had drummed at her. Let
me do the shooting! She passed a
holding that in her right mind she
would most certainly have bid. It
proved to be a lucky pass. Blair
and Sanders were set two tricks on
a four heart bid. The news was
rushed outside to the visitors and
to the reporters. A little cheer rose
scene of starvation. After being
furnished with food, the families
immediately set out for Oregon
City, on pack horses. By the 25 th
all the families had departed ex
cept those of Barlow and two oth
er men. Palmer remained until
this date assisting . to build a
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AX EXPLANATION AND A
To the Editor:
I have been a resident of Mar
lon county and the state of Ore
gon for 23 years and a taxpayer
I bare managed to find or make
some kind of a job for myself un
til the last year or so, although
my living has not been too good.
I was able to keep from taking
someone's place on the Red Cross,
who might hare needed it worse
than I did. This was made pos
sible only by the generosity of the
party who owns the place I am
trying to pay for. as my home,
and other creditors.
The last few months that I had
work the amount of pay and the
hoars were cut down until there
was -but a bare living and no
hopes of meeting any debts.
I have a wife and two childron
to support and the responsibility
01 seeing mat in oldest one, who
Is of school age, gets an educa
tion. . .
Some few months ago, a party
I have worked for In recent years
was awarded some contracts la
this atata. and althnnrh ha la will
ing and wants me to work for him,
he is told that he cannot hire me
because I am aot a resident In
either of the counties these job
are located in. He is handed a list
from which he most nick- his mm
so much for that
As my nama berina with A. I
was among the first Ul men reg-
t A. M . . -
uierea m ine leaerai reemploy
ment office, the second dav It waa
opened in Salem, but so far have
behind the screen and was prompt
Blair's look was black as he re
proved his partner. The four heart
bid, it appeared, was not his fault
"It wasnt mine," said Sanders
stiffly. "I had a bid.-
"One of your rotten psychics, I
guess you'd call it!"
Sanders looked like aa angry
turkey cock. He shook his Sneer
beneath bis partner's nose.
-Yon cant talk to me like that
I dont care whe 70a are. I wont
stand for it"
"WelL anyhow," said Blair, sub
siding slightly, "they didn't double.
That saved us something."
"Why didn't yon doable, Patri
cia?" This front Haverholt
"I didn't think of it," she admit
Blair forgot his grievance with
his partner and gave an exultant
laugh. That suited him. The next
hand proved his downfall. He did
what every amateur has done, what
no expert is ever supposed to do.
He bid a hand in no-trump, .forgot
the suit be bid in, and played the
hand in spades. Except for his
lapse of memory, he would have
scored a little slam. In fact he
claimed the slam.
"Play it out," said Julian softly.
"The tricks are mine, I tell yon,
I trump all the losing diamonds
with dummy's spades."
"Yon bid the hand in no-trump."
"You're crazy," Blair began, and
saw his partner's greenish face and
realized all too clearly then his ter
rible mistake. He made a strangled
sound in his throat
"Yes," said Julian pleasantly. "I
never saw more expert misplaying.
Yon very kindly set op all my dia
monds. That sets yon let me see
that sets yon five tricks exactly.
Accept my grateful thanks."
It appeared that the bridge mara
thon would end right there. The
referee intervened. Blair was sooth
ed and settled in his chair. Bnt his
life would never be the same again.
His self esteem had received a mor
tal blow. There was laughter be
hind the screen, jeering laughter
quickly shushed. But Blair heard
every echo of it Sweat dewed his
forehead. His blue eyes bulged, his
florid color deepened. He, Reuben
Blair, had made a dub's mistake.
Tomorrow, over breakfast tables,
all New York would learn the ex
They resumed the play. Haver
holt was ecstatic. Patricia felt an
inward shudder. Would it be her
tarn next? What. In heaven's name,
had Julian led? A spade or was it
a dub? Blindly the girl returned
her partner's lead.
The play went on and on. Blair
and Sanders got the cards but
those two were thoroughly demor
alised. Julian and Patricia were
playing badly. Their opponents
were playing- worse. Expert mis
play, expert misbidding. . . . Would
this farce never end? Each hand,
copied swiftly, was rushed to the
press rooms, where reporters, con
vulsed with mirth, were leaping,
avidly at every error.
"Yeah, they're all a hunch of
boms tonight The four of them are
acting aa if they never saw a card
before. Sure, it's swell!"
One rubber, two rubbers, three
rubbers, four, five.
"It's five past twelve," said the
referee to the shattered four. "You
agreed not to start a rubber after
So it waa ended. The first night
was over. Patricia forced a ghastly
smile. She and Haverholt were sev
enteen hundred points ahead. But
what a victory!
No, it was not yet ended. The
screen was shoved aside, people
were pushing in, were seizing at
her hand, were shaking it, were
congratulating her and Julian Hav
erholt For what? For what? For
the most terrible bridge that they
received no card for work. This Is
not all: mv home town ha start
ed some projects, under CWA, but
wnen 1 go down to see about work
I am told that hecansA T AA nnt
get help from the Red Cross last
year 1 can 1 worg mere, and tney
can nut no one to work unless thev
have a card.
Now when von are in nwii nf
money to support your family and
keep from losing your home, and
uare a joo you couia nave been
workinr on -for two
months, with the possibility of
iut iuucn more work, giving you
Readjustments Still Going on
Every individual, every business will have to be alert
to t hose adjustments which must be made as the
New Order of Things" unfolds. For information, for
counsel, for practical assistance you may count upon
us to serve you as conscientiously as in a depository
way, , t
yoa know the Government's new plan of
Deposit Insurance Is "how in effect This ap-
plies in full on deposits hp to 12600.01.
D. W. EYRE.
L. C. SMITH.-
lEnited States National Bank
Head Ofiicei PortJandOresm
had ever played together! Blair,
ringed by his scandalized support
ers, was busy with a thoussnd
alibis. Haverholt, recovering first,
waa claiming victory for his sys
tem, waa rattling off the hands
where his opponents had fallen
Patricia was saying nothing. She
had seen coming toward her, ob
livious of the crowd between them,
a young man, blond and handsome,
a smile upon bis face. Clark I
Her hand was in his hand. Over
wrought spent by the fiasco of the
evening, she was still completely
the mistress of herself sad of the
situation. He had hurt her cruelly.
He should not have that chance
again. Let him make overtures if
he wished. She herself would not!
"It's been a big night for you,
"Dont say that you're congratu
She could smile now.
"Bnt I am, Patricia, that's exact
ly what Pm doing."
"Such bridge," she sighed and
covered her eyes with one slim
hand. "Such bridge."
He laughed. She laughed too. It
was so natural, so deliriously easy
to be talking like this to him. The
tension had gene entirely in the
delight of this conversation, tak
ing place amid so many other con
versations. She nodded, smiled,
spoke to others but Clark lingered
at her aide.
Finally, he said, glancing at her
orchids, "Yon didn't wear my flow
era." "Did yon send me flowers? There
were so many," she stammered con
fused, inwardly exultant "Thank
"I hardly thought you'd wear
them," said the mam
It was at that very instant that
Patricia glimpsed forging toward
them, Martbe March and someone
else, a fat painted little woman,
glittering with diamonds, a fat
painted little woman, whose sharp,
suspicious, triumphant eyes chal
lenged her eyes.
Efleen Sycott! Eileen Sycott who
had known her in the days when
she was Patricia Warren. Eileen
Sycott who knew quite well that
she was not Patricia Haverholt
It was a nightmare now. Events
must follow their chosen course;
Patricia was helpless. She knew
that she was trapped, that Martbe
March had trapped her. There was
no escape. The two women who'
had conspired to ruin her, drew
"My dear, I haven't seen you for
countless ages," said Eileen Sycott
in her pretty gushing little way.
She stretched out h e r hand. "It's
wicked of you to forget your old
Casual words. Why should they
make the girl turn white ? Patricia
tried to speak and failed. She was
conscious, horribly conscious of
eyes staring, staring at her ashen
face, Marthe'a eyes, Eileen's eyes,
a hundred other eyes. Somehow, as
if they sensed the tension in the
air, the srroun about her i
solving. She seemed to feel them
go. iiark stayed on beside her.
Like an automaton, th e-iri ac
cepted Eileen's blump, bejewelled
nana, tooxed in f terror over the
bleached blonde head at
failed to catch his glance. Happily
.uvuiuuuuj, onu surrounaea Dy his
supporters, he waa hahhiino n
bridge. Marthe'a smile was slow.
1 a. e
aimosi sieepy, a smile of utter sat
isfaction. Eileen was nervous. She
spoke again of the ancient friend
ship, a little breathlessly this time.
marine DroKe in.
"Then, you've met Mi tt
holt before?" she said in a peculiar
(To Be Continued)
132. b? Kinc Features S-raicafe. Im-
the opportunity of saving your
home and supporting your fam
ily, and in steps the state, Red
Cross and government reemploy
ment agency and say you can't be
cause you did not receive charity,
and are, not a resident of the par
ticular district where the work is
being done, although you are a
resident ot the- state of Oregon,
also that you are not a veteran.
Can I help It that I was 14 when
the war started?
Can yon explain all this and find
the justice In it?
GDY E. ABRAHAM.