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Illin o is V a lle y N e w s. T h u r s d a y . N o v e m b e r 21. 1946 How Sluggish Folks Get Happy Relief RIGHT from the Start BROWN W N U FEATURES WHEN CONSTIPATION n u k e * you (eel punk a* the dickena, brings on atomach upset, sour taste, gassy discomfort, take D r. Caldwell's famous medicine to quickly pull the trigger on lazy “ in nards” , and help you feel bright and chipper again. 0«. CALDWELL'S la the wonderful sen na laxative contained in good old Syrup Pepsin to make it so easy to take. MANY DOCTORS use pepsin prepare, ton s in prescriptions to make the medi cine more palatable and agreeable to take. So be sure your laxative ia con tained in Syrup Pepsin. INSIST ON DR. CALDWELL'S— the fa vorite of m illion* for 50 years, and feel that wholesome relief from constipa- to n . Even finicky children love it. CAUTION: Use only as directed. DR. 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W O akland Municipal Airport, Oakland, CaL AERO TECH ARE YOU PAU WEAK.TIRED due to MONTHLY LOSSES? You girls and women who lose ac> m uch during m onthly periods that you re pale, weak, ‘ dragged o u t”— thia may he due to lack of blood-iron Bo try Lydia F Plnkham's TABIJCT8 — one of the b ttt home ways to build up red blood—In auch cases Plnkham ’s Tablets are one of the best blood-Iron toulce you can buy» IT'S THE TA IK OF THF TOW NI D u k e M r C a le , p r iv a te d e te c tiv e fo a rd ln g the w edding present« a t the 3lgelow m an sio n . He senses th a t old Miss A d e la id e B ig elo w Is a f r a id of som e thing m o re serious than th e ft. H e m eets the b rid e and g room -to -be, V e ro n ic a and C urt V a lla ln c o u r t, and V e ro n ic a ’ s m oth- • r , S y b il, and her b ro th e r and sister, Stephen and V ic to r ia . W h ile a t a nig h t ilu h M c C a le spots V a lla ln c o u r t In c o m pany of the c lu b ’ s singer, S h a ri L y n n . He talks to J e r r y T a te , a n e w s p a p e r m an . and le a rn s th a t V a lla ln c o u r t Is a big ip e n d e r and g a m b le r, and th a t he was the h e a rt In te re s t of M rs . Stephen B ige low fo r a sho rt tim e , acc ording to ru m o r As soon as he m e t V e ro n ic a , he concen Lr a ted on her. CHAPTER VI “ F o r a lm o st nothing, but thanks a n yw a y.” He le ft the Club and trudged through the m id n ig h t c ity , a sullen gloom c u rta in in g his thoughts. The lig h ts of an a ll-n ig h t lunch room w in k in g th rough the m u rk drew D uke inside I t was a d ism al enough place, peopled w ith a few 'dow n-at-heels strag g le rs. The re s ta u ra n t door banged and a ta ll, wasted fig u re in a bedraggled coat and h a t slouched to the coun ter. T he re was som ething fa m ilia r about th a t back. In s tin c tiv e ly , M c Cale h a lf rose to his feet to see, but his m ove m e n t was too la te Joe Leach saw h im as he turned, tra y I in hand. He shuffled o ve r and sat down. " H i. sham us.” he said. "W e ll, a ll turn e d out in ta ils, I see. Excuse me, but you look as though you'd J u s t been th ro w n out o f the Ritz. W hat are you disguised as—a ma- 1 g icia n ? ’ ’ fishy. I w a sn 't p u lle d r ig h t off the ta il, see? It was o ve r a week be fo re Stevey cam e in to pay up. We h a d n 't heard fro m h im to the con tr a r y . so I ke p t on the Job. B u t the blonde bom bshell never went near P a re c in i’ s studio again. She m ust have backed down som ewhere along the lin e ” "T h e y p ro b a b ly had a nice old- fashioned h e a rt-to -h e a rt ta lk and patched it up. M y guess w ould be th a t she wanted to continue her studies w ith the idea o f going on the stage, o r som ething o f the sort, b u t Stephen put his foot down. The fa m ily p ro b a b ly w o u ld n 't stand for it . ” "Y e a h . F unny, is n 't it? N o t that e ith e r o f them seem s o c ia lly con scious.” “ Y o u r in s ig h t is am azing. They are both good fa m ily , b u t not quite —as you say.” "W e ll, w hether you know It or not, Stevey was q u it^ a gay dog " I ’ll buy it. D on 't p la y guessing once Used to do a b it o f chasing in games w ith me so e a rly in the the old d a y s ." m o rn in g ." " I d o n 't doubt that, but I th in k "W e ll, the present and the past he's in love w ith his w ife .” "U m m . B e tte r to have loved, et G la m o u r Boy N um ber One, and cetera. He sure seems nuts about good old dog - like, ever lo v in ’ C h ris .” h e r." “ Oh. He im pressed you that "D e c id e d ly ." way? C h ris to p h e r Storm . I m ea n ? " I "R e m e m b e r, I only got a short gander a t the past and present J crow n princes, as they entered and left. He was the second one, by the way M r. B ig came firs t.” "G o on.” Five Dollars’ Worth Of Information One n ig h t late she cam e out w ith m iddle-aged guy. "T h a t's a ll o f m y little o ffering. Do I get the fin?” “ Oh, sure . . T ake i t ” He slid the m oney over to the big m an. He had the exa sp era tin g feeling th a t he'd been cheated. He shrugged it away. M cCale had set h is -a la rm fo r sev e n -th irty the next m orning. I t had s h rille d in vain. A feeble ra y of su n lig h t flicke red across his face as someone shook h im by the shoul de r. S hrugging out fro m under the none too gentle pressure, he blinked, yaw ned, and saw by the clock that it was m uch la te r M cCale began to dress as R ocky headed fo r the in n e r sanctum . It d id n 't take h im long His to ile t co m pleted, he went d ire c tly to the office windows to p u ll back the c u rta in s on another d re a ry m o rn in g He took the cup o f coffee his assistant h and ed h im and w aited u n til they sat fa cin g each o ther across the desk, before beginning conversation. "W e ll.” he said, between sips of the hot black liq u id . " le t's have yo u r birds-eye or keyhole view o f the goings on o f last n ig h t." “ You m ay not th in k it's w o rth the five, but here it Is A bout six m onths ago th is Stephen Bigelow cam e in to see W atkins. W anted a ta il put on his w ife He d id n 't say I m uch, but the boss figured it was the old d iv o rc e routine. I got the n ig h t Job— fo llo w in g her around to “ N o thing sensational to report, the nig h tclu bs She went out a lot boss, outside of a lo t o f nervous ru n alone I tra ile d along fo r a couple ning in and out t ill about one a. m. of weeks She'd stop in a t a lounge I had a look-see at about everyone b a r now and then, a lw a ys m e t peo b u t the dam e called V ic to ria She'd pie she knew, b u t never seemed to gone out som eplace to d in n e r when g ather in anyone p a rtic u la r Then 1 got there and m ust have slipped one n ig h t I fo llo w e d her as fa r as in w ith o u t m y la m p in g her. if she » studio b u ild in g in C opley Square cam e home at a ll." A dum b e le v a to r boy co u ld n ’ t place “ No trou b le w ith the s e rv a n ts ? " her o r te ll m e w here in the b u ild in g " I on ly saw the b u tle r V e ry su he look her I'd w a it and In a few p e rio r guy. He kept looking in the hours she'd com e o u t—alone This d in in g room where 1 was s ittin g happened two o r th re e tim e s a week w ith an eye on the door. 1 d o n 't u n til one nig h t, late, she cam e out know w h e th er he thought I was go w ith a m iddle-aged guy They went ing to snitch some of the tingerbow ls to a q u ie t lit t le re s ta u ra n t around o r sam ple the fa m ily bourbon. A n y the co rn e r I tagged along It how. he kept popping up at odd m o looked lik e the old, old sto ry to me m ents u n til around te n -th irty Say, “ You found out who the m an w hat a parade o f Junk th e y 'v e ac w a s *" cu m u la te d ” "S ure W ell, here's w here tne "Y e a h What do you th in k of the d ra m a fa lls a p a rt. H m m . I see set-up" In general, I mean. A t w here I d o n 't get paid o ff He was m osphere— th a t kin d of th in g ." a piano teacher, nam e o f P areclm . •‘1 m ay be wrong, but outside of Not an old fo xy grandpa w ith a the lit t le old lady, th e y 're a bunch weakness fo r blondes, a fte r all. We o f scre w b a lls She's okay A little turned Ute news o ve r to Stevey boy, Jum py, but fo r th a t m a tte r, the and damned If he d id n 't seem re lieved He cam e In a week o r so w hole caboodle a in 't m y idea of w h a t I'v e been led to th in k o f as a fte rw a rd s to pay his b ill He told us his w ife had once shown gre a t ca lm , quiet, u n ru ffle d bluebloods. talent fo r the piano, but had lost T h e y 're a ll as J itte ry as a h ang the use o f an a rm fro m nervous o ve r " " D e fin ite ly ." shock or a r t h r it is o r som ething. "W e ll, here's five to yo u r one th a t She was g e ttin g back her old wal- Icp again, slo w ly She'd been going th e re '* som ething cooking th a t'* go in g to am ell to heaven " to the old b ird fo r lessons, keeping Jittery Family, Think* Rocky C 1«M F Macai lantAaclNi inai taas h. tocM<M *«• • MAH CWFON C H IC « t M A O I I •Saos ■ FAM CARA CO EHRT w » ’ • * U t a R a l i C W a « d t, a . PtaaA Trtai - t,„ - . (< R omo *« » t H h u W S S *»•«*•• Cwfr«»»« Sa* * * 'K «•« kXi e*t 1111 nxan It from the fa m ily to r a su rp rise , or so he said Now. how do you lik e th a t* " " I lik e I t " You th in k it was the tru th ? Now. •ee here. In spite o f the fa c t th a t It looked on the le v e l I th in k It was You start right when you measure the required amount of C labber G irl into your flo u r. . . You are sure to get just the right rise in your mixing bowl* A4« a mg Row/ LIGHT from the Oven followed by that final rise to light and f lu f f y flavor in the oven . . . That's the story of C labber Girl's balanced double action. Far batter baiting u tn fbn baking w ith tbn B A L A N C E D doub/e oclion Bafsiruf 'R hv J ca " Y o u 'v e no ta k e r In me g rinn e d and lit a c ig a re tte McCale "S m a rt, as usual. The old dam e acta as though she was w a lkin g th ro u g h a bad d re a m but doesn't d a re wake u p ." "V ery a p tly p u t " " I take it you d id n 't w a rm to Rom eo.” "N o t me. Obvious as heck, don 't you th in k ? " “ I don’ t know. The boy’ s got som ething Ju s t w hat is it? ” " I t 's as old as the w orld, chief. The V a lla in c o u rt can ju s t m ake his eyelashes go boo.” "T a k e th a t needle out of yo u r a rm . He's in love w ith the g ir l. " " A ll rig h t. So he's in love w ith h e r." "W h a t's y o u r im pression o f the g irl? You d id n 't show a g re a t deal of e n thu sia sm ." " I guess I don’ t like ’ em q u ite so wide-eyed, chief. She's nice. You know what I mean—nice— and when you've said th a t, you've said e v e ry thing. R ig h t out o f a M ignon E b e r h a rt novel, if you get what I mean. Just b e a u tifu l and wispy and too d u m b to take off her rose-colored glasses.” Rocky had already settled fo r h im s e lf the fa c t th a t Veronica Bige low was both b e a u tifu l and dumb. McCale leaned back in his c h a ir and sm iled, fo r Rocky was a good guy. m ostly am using Searching fo r the coffee pot, Duke's eyes slanted up q u iz z ic a lly a t R ocky as he said, "W e ll, boy. w hat's the word on C hristopher S torm , now th a t you've dusted e v eryone else o f f * " Odd (roittfis On In the Mansion "J. P M arquand has done h im to a turn, on both sides and in the m id dle M ore than once. T ha t guy was born to the Yankee purple, has gone to the best schools, and never stepped out o f lin e in his life . He m ay be a little shocked a t the B ige lows. but they are Bigelows, a re n 't they* So they c o u ld n 't be w rong Veronica has tossed him overboard, b u t would he say a word about It? Would he rid e up in his Stanley Steam er and rush her off to the nearest Justice o f the Peace before she makes a fool o f herself? No sirre e It ju s t is n 't done by people in our set. doncha k n o w ? " "H e d id come to see h e r.” "O h, yes Had a short confab w ith her in the lib r a ry I d id n 't get a chance to Eavesdrop, o f course, b u t I did see them when they said goodnight at the door He had the m ost m ise ra b le little-boy-w ho-has- been-kicked expression on his puss when he kissed her good-by " “ He kissed h e r? ” "D o n 't le t i t th ro w you. I t was Just the old ril-b e -a -s is te r-to -y o u act She sort o f put her head up and he gave her a solemn b ro th e rly kiss on the forehead before he went into the n ig h t lik e the last act of an old m elod ra m a I could havq sp it in his eye, the dope!” “ M y, m y You are ta k in g this to h e a rt." "N o t so y o u 'd notice i t Well, do I go on In the o rd e r o f th e ir ap pearance’ “ he asked, a sour sm ile on tus lips "O h, of course. No offense, p a l." Rocky w aited a m om ent, looking a t McCale s k e p tic a lly , not quite sure he w asn't being m ade fun at. Then he resumed. " L e t's see F irs t there is M r Ste phen. Now th e re 's a Jumpy guy. Surly, wedded to the bottle, too. • TO BE CONTlNl'EDl * CLABBER GIRL "W e ll, I ’d ju s t got settled in the s ilv e r and crocke ry departm ent, | when Johnny W e ism u lle r comes I sw inging fro m tree to tree c a llin g 1 fo r his m ate. Such a flu tte r they get into o ve r h im , don’ t they? The b u t le r scu ttle d around a fte r him as if he’ d Just b rought the fatted calf. I Then the bride-to-be comes down the sta irs in a flu rry . B u t a flu rry , I said. And he ju s t te lls her he's off to d in n e r w ith some friends. She looks at h im w ith the tru s t o f a I b ird fascinated b y a python. You know — 'W hat enorm ous eyes you have, G ra n d n to th e r.’ And off they go to the lib r a r y .” M cCale g runted n o n c o m m itta lly "W o n ’t ta lk , huh? I t ju s t happens I'm a b it o f a d ic k m yse lf, bud, so I ’ll d ig down in m y bag of tric k s and p u ll out the fa c t th a t yo u 've been hobnobbing w ith the e lite —the j B igelow trib e to be exact. What have they been* h a vin g —a s o ire e ? " "G ood God. Have you had a ta il on m e? ” “ D eduction, shamus No. To be honesty, e ve ry agency in town knows you’ve knocked off the B ig e lo w Job How’ d you do it? W h a t’ s it a ll a b o ut? " “ W h a t’d you give to k n o w ? " “ Oh, Ix>rd. I'm Just c u rio u s ." “ I t m ig h t be w o rth yo u r w h ile “ Look. I w o n 't argue w ith you E ith e r you te ll me or te ll it to the i m arines. I'm in d iffe re n t now W hal 'does it m a tte r ? " He m ade a slig h t m ove m e n t as If he w ere about to get up and go “ A ll rig h t, a ll rig h t. 1 ju s t thought I m ig h t soak you fo r a five 1 lost m y pants In a gam e to n ig h t The tru th is. Stephen B ig e lo w ca lle d our office to get the low -dow n on you. late this afternoon.*' "C a lle d y o u r office? To get dope on m e?” D uke gave a raucous, de ris iv e how l " T h a f s too darned fun ny. W hat's the connection—between y o u r o u tfit and Stephen B igelow . I m ean?" "W e d id some w o rk fo r him o n ce ." “ You d id ? " "U h , uh " "W h a t kin d o f w ork the u su a l? " “ S u re ." "W h o was the d a m e ? " " H is w ife ." M cC ale's spine began to p ric k le He hoped his sudden in te re s t did not show too m uch on his face He not show too m uch on his face "She meets me last night, shows me around, sort of im p erso n a l-like. So fa r as she was concerned. I m ig h t have been the p lu m b e r's helper com e to re p a ir a leak. V e ry cool and c a lm ! b u t b u rn in g up w ith som ething inside her. A cts a ll the tim e as i f she’s scared stupid but w o n 't a d m it it i f it k ills h e r." Rocky poured h im s e lf a second cup o f coffee and took a deep breath before he continued. "She w ent to her room early, about nine. I d id n 't see her a fte r that. Veronica, the b rid e and jo y ," he looked at McCale to see w hether he was amused by the p la y on words, " o f the old la d y —she is that, is n 't she?— it sticks out a ll o ve r— stayed home a ll evening, too. She was in the back lib r a ry m ost of the tim e ." “ D id she look good to yo u ? " "O h, yeah, if you lik e the placid type. She had tw o v is ito rs . Guess?” F ringe A lbert S M O K IN G TO B A C C O
