Hunting Wild Animals With Helicopter, Siren An expedition now preparing to v is it A frica to record the habits and sounds of w ild animals in mo­ tion pictures and on recording m a­ chines has equipped its helicopter w ith a novel weapon of defense, a high-pitched siren called a Shriek- Gun, says Collier's. Its sound has no effect on the men if they plug up the ir ears, but w ill te rrify and drive away any beast that attempts to a t­ tack the cra ft when it is poised near the ground. FICTION clwa /? r- NO OTHER WAY Bv W IL LIA M COLE closed it quickly. When he let go of her she hung on to his lapels. Ted spoke through her hair. "You were saying something about some guy named Lloyd ’ ” NEEDLECRAFT PATTERNS Table Cloth in Double Design Pineapple square makes many articles. JUDY waited until she could feel solid ground again beneath her. "D on't Joke about it, Ted. pleuse. The man wunts to m arry me.” "He does?" Ted shook his heud In wonder. “ You don't say so?” This was more like It. This was Ted. Judy sighed. If she could only keep him like that. "1 don t suppose I want to m arry you?" Ted said. "1 suppose iny in- ' tentions aren't honorable?” He was still smiling, but it was very much on the surface. “ I sup­ pose, if there weren't a darn good ' reason, we wouldn't have m arried long ago?” Two years, to be exact. Two years that could have been among the hap­ piest in their lives. "T ell m e," Judy said She tried to keep her tone light. "Just for the record. What was that wonderful reason again?” Ted turned away, wearily. “ Let's skip that for once," he said. JUDY kept her eyes on the Jersey sitting on the benches around them shore line all the while she was as though they were directly re­ talking. sponsible. "L e t me tell you." he said, "you've “ I . , . 1 don't know what to do.” she said. "He asked me, if I could, got to be somebody to starve to death in this town. Do you think to let him know tonight.” She had tried to tell Ted about they'll let anyone starve? Not Lloyd Richards earlier that evening \ ou ve got to have background. —first, when they You've got to have a college diploma met. and then when and a law certificate and an office to One of the most vexing questions they were having hang them up in. and then, okay T h is facing women shoppers every dinner in the cafe­ you can go ahead and starve." The woman on the next bench was Christmas is: What shall I get for teria—but each time W eek's him? The perfect solution for ev­ si •• had made the eyeing Ted nervously. Judy stood ery male is quite a problem—but Best mistake of looking up "Let's walk a b it," she suggested. She slipped an arm through his so fa r this seems like a perfect at him. And then F ic tio n choice. I f he's a cigarette smoker, they were in the and walked lightly beside him, a give him a carton of cigarettes. narrow park by the slim g irl in a simple dark dress. And if you wisely choose Camels r i v e r , and she Her brown eyes were troubled, as Ted hurried her along. He couldn't —he’ll be twice as grateful—for [ couldn't put it off any more. stay depressed long—not when she that’s probably his own brand. A ll "He . . . he says we could be I over America—more people are m arried tom orrow.” she went on. J was with him. When they were to- smoking Camels than ever before! "He's staying in town another day." 1 Now, if his highness prefers a pipe And there it was! She sat back —give him Prince Albert Smoking and pressed her hands in her lap. Tobacco—the National Joy Smoke. She didn't want Ted to see how they Special holiday gift wrappings were trembling. make both Camels and Prince A l­ But Ted wasn't watching. His bert particularly desirable choices. Camels are conveniently packed arms were hooked over the back of —ten packs of flavorful, m ild ciga­ the bench and he was staring out on rettes to a carton . . . Prince Al­ the Hudson. His short-cut hair and bert is handsomely wrapped in one dark, brooding face stood out sharp­ pound moisture-proof containers. ly against the cluster of lights from Even a card is unnecessary for the Palisades. She reached out to these gifts—space is provided for touch him —to clear that face, even a personalized Christmas greet­ for a moment—then she fought back ing. Your dealer is featuring holi­ the impulse. . . . "Oh, I ’m going to day-wrapped Camels and Prince k ill h im !” she thought wildly. " I f he just sits there and takes it like Albert now!—Adv. th a t!” " I think you should do it,” Ted GOT A said. HEAD COLD? Judy went lim p. She dug her nails into her flesh and felt nothing. " I | . . . I promised I'd call him ,” she said weakly. "H e 'll be w aiting." Imagine? Making a crack like that! She’d fix him good! “ Why shouldn't you?” Ted said again. "This Richards can give you A few drops of Vicks Va-tro-nol In the things you should have.” He each nostril work fast right where straightened his leg and his heel trouble is! Va-tro-nol opens up tore a rut in the d irt path. "What cold - congested can I give you?” breathing passages and relieves sneezy, ( Z Nothing, Ted. Nothing at all, you s n iffly head cold big lug. Only everything a girl. . . . She slipped an arm through his and w alked lig h tly beside h im . a distress. Follow d i­ slim g irl in a simple dark dress. "W hat could I give you?” Ted rections in package. went on. "You'd have some life with gether, he was soon the real Ted. She was as tired of the subject as me. Dinners in cafeterias. Evenings And that couldn't help but make a in parks. On our honeymoon, for success. That was why it was im ­ he was. They had been over and over it countless times without get­ variety we'd go to a museum. You'd portant that they. , . . ting any place. . . . Yes. Ted said, have some sweet life !” Ted freed his arm and tried to NEW SURPLUS CLOTHING It sounded sweet enough to Judy, drop it around her. Judy stepped he knew all about it. Two could F o r F arm ers, Fisherm en, Hunters, but she didn't say as much. This aside. Ted looked surprised and live as cheaply as one. sure. And M iners, etc., should last 10 years. was the beginning of a fa m ilia r drew her into the shadow of a Judy could keep her job. Sure. Okay, I Ski-Pants, 100% a ll wool blanket cloth, he said, he didn't think she could routine. There was nothing that tree. very heavy. 36 oz. d ark oxford gray. support him in the manner in which W ater repellant, windproof, very w arm , could be done until it ran itself out "H lya, J u d y!" He was smiling at he had become accustomed. And mfga. lo r suonmrine oer. nnel. Shoo'd sell for $12 to $15: sizes 32 to CC QC "A law yer!” Ted said. He ad­ her now. so, until the time he could handle i 38. Our p ric e ............................... GOewO dressed the single star that hung “ . . . it’ s getting late," she said. that end of it decently himself. . . . . Blue N a v y dungarees, fu ll Co on dimly above. "Twenty-five thousand shrunk, sizes 29 to 44................ J t i v J 'I have to call Lloyd." Judy knew it was useless, but still Blue N a v y cham bray shirts, i |