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About The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 25, 1932)
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They reported that the sparrows attack and cut the Japan'vie beetle, plant pest that has cause conshl Table damage hi Infested areas. Dspreisiaa Chat “I can remember when butter was flu cents a pound and eggs were GO renin n dozen ” “Yell, those were the good old days!" Bedridden with Rheumatism Rubs on oil...gets up right away I There'3 nothing- lik# good old St. Jacob* Oil for relieving the V W , scans and pains of 'Neuritis, Rheums* Ham, Lumbago, Backache, Neuralgia or »ore Muscles. You rub it on.With out burning or blistering it'quickly drawn out pain anil inflammation. Relief comes before you can count 601 Oct u iiuall bottle from your druggist. Ail I. "So they call that a V-ueck?" “Yen." “What does the V stand for?" “Vanity."—Florid t Tlmes-Uoion. Widespread Secret “Their engagement la a secret.* *So everybody la saying."—Ghen dal Mungtv i, Tokyo. Open “ Stuffy nostrils, ,'I ' ■soothe irritation by use of Menthol icuai in a Rub briiUy on nest to improve blood circulation and prevent %, congestion Jan and f yLlik. tube* )0c. . Agreement 3 nia Funk—Do you ami your wife al ways I (tree? WIrrIum—On second thought, yes. A UiorouRhgoiiiR egotist Is usually (devoid if tit'* sense of humor. Boils and Ulcer Healed Katana, Iowa-— ** Alniut thirty years ago l w ih bothered a great deal with boils*. which con tinued until I KK ■. ni which time l suffered with an in fection i ust aliova the nnlde which the jih «u puysician can «d til ulcer,” said C. C. Swartzend vul*ert Route 4. ‘‘After doctoring and suffering for quite a white, the sore get ting steadily woree, I started taking Or. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery. Before ( had finished the first bottle I noticed an improvement and contin ued using it until I had taken six bot tle*. The sore steadily healed and I haven't had a boil since that time.” fmr f.t» a«dl<«l ad-(«a -rltt Dr. Ptarwlf *1N. Y. All irtlg|(l«K4 mU Dr. PUBRCE’S DISCOVERY Sunshine **** —AM Winter Long Ar the Foremost Detert Retort at (V> Wnst—marvelous dimate—warm tunny day* —daar itarlit nights—dry invigorating air — ‘.plondj road? — gorgeous mountain Uni.—finest hotels—Hi* ideal winter home. Wrtto CrM A OHaffy PALM SPRINGS California THE FORBIDDEN YEARS by WADSWORTH CAMP “Then where can I find nlm? Please try to understand, Steve. The sooner I get it over with the better. I can’t think of anything else. Tell me where I can catch him, so that I'll know at least whether he’ll talk to me or not.” “I hope he won’t. I don’t trust self-centered people. He’s gone to Woodberry with the lady of his choice.” She cried out her disap pointment. “Then he won’t be back to night!” ’You spring too quickly at conclusions. Gray expects to return to the parental cave in time for the primitive evening meal when the mating pair are to be displayed to Father and Mother Helder, Auntie Adelaide and me—uncle, I’m beginning to think, to all the world. I wish I weren’t, for I’m afraid I’m too old to know what’s best for the young now adays.” “Thanks, Steve. Bless you. Then I’ll telephone him there alter the first act. He’ll just be finishing dinner.’* “Might I suggest,” Steve drawled, “that it is customary for one telephoning to give his or her name?” . “That’s true." “You warp one’s judgment, Barbara. Let me remind you that letter writing is the least noisy means of communica tion." “Then I’ll write, but I’d rather hear his voice, I’d rather he heard mine.” “Whatever method you use, I must wish you the worst possible luck.” "Don’t worry about me, Steve.” “But I do, because I’m very fond of you, Barbara.” “Goodbye, Steve. I mean to beat the luck if I can." She glanced at the clock. Already she began to subtract one by one the minutes that separated her from her at tempt. She sought distraction unsuccessfully in rearranging the furniture and pictures. For some time she sat at the desk, puzzling over her note to Gray. The difficulty of the task measured the distance he had gone. "DEAR GRAY: I hope you W'on’t misunderstand my writing you after what I heard last evening. I’ve something very Important to tell you, something you’ll want to hear. So w'on’t you see me for one last time? | Won’t you call for me at the i theater after to-night’s per- j formance? I promise not to Dottier you again." It was the best she could do. j She signed it, addressed an envelope, and placed the letter in her pocketbook to take to the theater. After that the minutes dwindled more slowly. Towards six o’clock the doorbell rang and Harvey came in. a little offended. “Don’t you think you might have warned me of this move?” “Don’t be cross, Harvey. It happened too suddenly. Steve arranged only yesterday. Re member I haven't seen you since. How did you find me?” “They gave me the address at the rooming house." “You called there. Then you wanted to see me today?” He nodded. He was restless. He looked about the apart ment. “It isn’t bad unless you’re paying too much.” She told him how much. "I really can’t afford it, but I took a chance. What did you want to see me about, Har vey?” He sat down at last, and looked straight at her. “Did you see an announce ment in the paper this morn ing?” She gazed from the window at the windows across the court. “About Esther Helder and Gray Manvel. Yes, but I know about it last night. I was at Mrs. Twining’s when they came in and sprang the news.” “That clears the air,” he said directly. He brought his palms to gether, making a sharp sound. “That’s ended, Bobbie.” She didn’t tell him that It wasn’t quite. Obviously he had meant his pronouncement as a clear and final division be tween a treacherous past and a solid future for them. Al though he said nothing more, it was clear to Barbara that Harvey believed Gray’s en gagement had brought him perceptibly nearer the goal he had during all these years kept confidently and persist ently in view. “Have dinner with me?” She glanced at the clock’s laggard hands. “I don’t think I’ll have din ner tonight.” “You mean you’d play with out eating?” “Yes. I’m not hungry.” “Then you’ll have supper with me afterwards?” She couldn’t keep her gaze from the clock. Afterwards! She didn’t know what she’d do afterwards, couldn’t guess until she had heard from Gray. “No supper tonight, Har vey.” He studied her closed. “See here. Are you ill?” She shook her head. “You must be to talk of not eating at all.” He went close, and looked down at her. “You’re not making your self sick over that? It’s not worth it. It’s the best thing could have happened. “Don’t let’s talk about it, Harvey.” “Then let me take you to dinner.” “All I want to do’s to rest until it’s time to go to the theater.” The open door of the kit chenette caught his eye. “What’s the use of an ex pensive home unless you use it? You can rest and eat at the same time right here.” She tried to look away from the clock, and couldn’t. “I’m too tired to cook. Any way there’s nothing to eat. I haven’t had a chance to stock un.” “I’ll do the cooking,” he cried cheerfully, “and I’ll do the stocking, something I can handle: Bread, butter, eggs, bacon, delicatessen potatoes.” She got her gaze away from the clock; she turned to wards the wall. “Please, don’t bother.” “I’ve got to make you eat, Bobbie.” He went close to her and placed his hand on her shoulder. “I know how you feel. Let me help you over It.” She couldn’t bear his sym pathy. All right. Go out and buy something.” The moment the door closed behind him she turned again, and her eyes went back to the clock. He returned in a little while carrying a misshapen bundle tied with a stout cord. She got up and followed him to the kitchenette. These Advertisers Won. Reprinted from Editor and Publisher. Because they made money from advertising in the year 1931. pe riod of gloom to the unimagina tive, enterprising national adver tisers propose to increase their newspaper appropriations in 1932. For instance, consider a group of power refrigerator concerns. Louis Ruthenberg, president of Copeland Products, Inc., told a reporter that the net earnings of his firm for 1931 were $6.0t a share tripling the 1930 record. He thanks adver tising and will increase his invest ment. JOu; Kv'liUtttcc cqrporaUcja. in [ 1931 earned $1,761,709 as compared with $1,601,016 in the preceding year and George W. Mason, its president, gives credit to advertis ing and will do more in the next 12 months. Frigidaire made a sales gain and will continue, or increase, its ad vertising. The Norge corporation, manufacturers of the Rollator re frigerator, also increased its sales last year and looks forward to lar ger advertising. General Electric re ports a new high sales record for its refrigerators last year and In 1932 proposes to ‘hold steadfast to our original advertising tenets ” Tins cpntaany spptids about 52,900, “Go back, Bobbie, and rest. I’ll ask advice if I need it. He untied the bundle, threw the cord on the shelf, and took out his packages one by one. She stayed. “Let me see at least what there is to work with.” She explored the drawer ! and closet beneath the shelf, ; producing a skillet, a sauce i pan, cheap cutlery. Harvey ■ took off his coat and rolled back his sleeves. “We’ll have fun here. It’ll be better to get our own sup pers than to sit around a crowded restaurant or night club.” She shot a glance at him. He was counting too confi dently on the effect of Gray’s engagement. Later on! She couldn’t look beyond the re sult of her appeal to Gray. She didn’t dare try to fore cast what was going to hap pen later. She tore the oiled paper from the loaf of bread. “There’s no bread knife.” Harvey reached in the drawer and handed her a carving knife. “This will do.” But sharp as the knife was it made awkward work with the fresh bread. “We’d better toast it.” “Bobbie, I wish you’d go back and rest. I wish you’d let me do all this. But she wouldn’t go. As long as she was in the kitch enette she couldn’t see the clock. She let Harvey fry the bacon, but she stirred up the eggs and warmed the pota toes. The scent of the cook ing food enthused him. “I don’t know when I’ve had such fun. It’s almost as if we were-” “Put the plates and knives and forks on the table in the other room. Harvey.” He obeyed. “Don’t you think it’s fun, Bobbie?” “Yes.” But for her it was only a ruse to hurry the slow sub traction of the minutes. When everything was ready she couldn’t eat, because she was with the clock again, and it compelled her eyes. “Bobbie, at this rate you’ll have to have something after tiie play. I’ll have to take you to supper.” ‘‘I’ve already told you I don’t care for supper tonight. I’m coming straight home.” “Then I’ll call you after the play.” His persistence v/orried her. If Gray should agree she’d have to keep Harvey away from the theater tonight; and Rulon came back to her, stooping to kiss her hand lin geringly. “I want a serious talk with you, Barbara.” “Not tonight.” “Then tomorrow night.” “We’U see.” Could she put Rulon with his lurking temper off another night? But it was senseless to wor ry, fcr Gray would almost certainly tear up her note and send a refusal or noth ing at all. “Leave me alone, Harvey. I’m not good company.” “I’d like to see you home.” What was the use worry ing? “It’s late. I ought to be starting. Don’t bother. I’ll clean these things when I get home.” Harvey carried the dishes to the cluttered shelf in the pantry. “Then I’ll just get them out of the way. It is late. We’d better be off.” The hands of the clock had At the entrance to the theater alley she stuttered over her goodnight. ‘It is good-night. Don’t come back for me.” He held her hand tightly. “What have you got on your mind, Bobbie? Why are you so anxious not to have me take you home.” “Because I don’t want you.” He laughed shortly. “That’s plain. You’ve got something on your mind, Bob bie!” She jerked it out: “I’ve got it on my mind that I want to be left alone. Con’t you under i stand that?” She was sorry she had said it, but he had stretched her nerves too far. He releaser her hand. “Perfectly.” He squared his shoulders and walked slowly away, and she went on to the stage entrance, sorry she had said it, wondering uneasily why he hadn’t called good-night. She asked the doorman to have a messenger for her after the first act, and went on up to her dressing room, ques tioning what Harvey’h failure to say good-night meant. Certainly he wouldn’t come back after her curt dismissal. “Pace is a little quick,” Ru lon told her after the first act. “Put the brakes on.” “I’ll try. Don’t scold, Charles. His eyes were alight. “Remember we’re going to have a talk after the show, a, serious one.” Her heart sank. “Not if you scold me.” “I won’t scold any more.” She started away, but he beckoned her back. “Remember t o-morrow night’s the opening of the Bars and Stripes? You know. The new night club. The one everybody’s so mysterious about.” She had forgotten. Now it came back. “Most mysterious thing of all is when I tried to get a reservation to-day I was told there wasn’t a thing to be hal; but I’ve got a man work ing on it and something’ll be turned in.” “Don’t bother, Charles.” His manner was boastful. “Trust me. We’ll be taken care of all right.” “Then,” she said, “we’ll have our talk tomorrow night.” He smiled fondly. “No. To-night. Are you afraid of me, young lady?” She was afraid of him. She dodged behind a piece of shifting scenery, and ran tb the stage door. The messenger was there, and she gave him the note. “You’re to wait for an an swer. Don’t forget that. Wait for the answer, and bring it straight back here.” Would there be an answer? She ought to know at the close of the second act. She eluded Rulon then, and hurried to the doorman. “Did my messenger come back?” “Yes, Miss Norcross.” She barely heard her own voice. “Did he bring me any thing?” “A letter, Miss Norcross. I sent It up to your dressing room.” In her relief she thanked the man, and dashed up the iron stairs, and flung open the door of her dressing room. From the threshold she saw an envelope, flat on her dress ing table, and started swiftly for it. She went slower. As she approached she saw her own handwriting with Gray’s be neath it. It was her own en velope sent back. But per haps—perhaps— She got the envelope opened, and managed to free the en closure. She staged at her own sheet of paper, at the ap peal she had strung together so painfully that afternoon. Beneath he had written: “No thanks. Cure’s com plete. G. M.” She stared until, when she lifted her head, the words were all about her, on the walls, in the air. She heard a persistent knocking, a distant unintelligible voice. She tore the paper and envelope in tiny pieces, and watched them float to the floor like dissolv ing flakes of snow, but she still saw the words all about her. The door crashed open. The call boy shouted: “You deef and dumb, Miss Norcross? They’re holding the curtain.” (TO BE CONTINUED) 000 annually in newspapers, and 1932 will be no exception. Consider this fact: The power re frigerator is a comparative innova tion. By many people in ordinary circumstances it might be consid ered a luxury, though it has demon strated its utility and economy. Why have refrigerators sold in in creased numbers, while other prod ucts, such as radio and automo biles have lagged? The answer surely has something to do with advertising policy. Packed in sections, a church, a manse, and a shop have been sent [ by steamer from England to a t place in Greenland, witnin uie Arc tic Circle. The church, when erect ed, will be the moat nourthernly in the world. Short One, Too. From Tit-Bits. “There’s Madge. 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Scientists re gard the discovery as one of the most important in vertebrate paleon tology In recent years.—Pathfinder Magazine. Life and Art Tlie beautiifd Michael Strange, poet and philanthropist, defended, at a Newport tea, idealistic as contrast ed with realistic art. “Let us have Idealism In our poet ry and pictures,” she said, “for no where else is it ever to be found. Life itself is so horribly drab and dull. In life nothing ever comes off except buttons.” Necessity is the only successful ad viser.—Charles Reade. Girl at the Top in Health Tests Millions of boys and girls all over the world, thousands of them right here in the West, are being restored to health and strength by the purely vegetable ton LJLZ___Jic aa<l laxative known as California Fig Syrup and endorsed by physicians for over 50 years. Children need no urging to take It. They love lt3 rich, fruity flavor. Nothing can compete with it as a gen tle, but certain laxative, and It goes further than this. 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