ware fac Arnis Haas SYNOPSIS Dr. Davis, recently married to ~ May Deovis, is having lunch with ~ Jog Babbitt and his friend, Myra . when Babbitt is called away. May happens into the same hotel and is furious at seeing her husband with a girl. After explanations, Davis and May make up end go to the shop of - Beranger-de Brie to buy perfume. Myra, just naturally flirtatious, decides to further her acquaintance with Davis, and goes to his ofice where May, followed dy de Brie, who is returning the gloves she left im his shop, dis- covers Myra. Another quarrel; another reconciliation. The doctor | receives a telephone message call- ing him from home. CHAPTER VIl—Continued “And be sure and hurry back. I'll walt for you. Do you think youl be very long?” “I hope not—it all depends on what I find—Tll have to get the man to a hospital, I suppose—and that always takes time. But I'll be home just as soon as I possibly can.” : He took May in his arms 4 kissed her. “And remember, i : perfume manufacturer of yo..® calls up, you're out of town indefi- nitely,” he reminded her in mock- seriousness. : “Shall I tell your ‘girlfriend’ that same thing in case she should @all?” May demanded scathingly. “Tell her I'm dead—and that’s not all, Tell her I haven't left de looked around. any forwarding address, either. Nov: yur on back and read your book.” He kissed May again. “And wait up for me. I don’t think ru ba very long.” “All right! Bye-bye.” May opened the door and waved after the de- a1iing figure of her husband. When she heard the elevator door clang she returned to the lv- ing room and settled herself for the evening. She picked up the book and began to read. Now and again sho sighed—happily, and leaned over to stir up the fire. Life seemed to be sliding back into its amaz- ingly simple routine. : CHAPTER VIil | Dr. Davis sped along through the erowded city streets, stopping only the trafic lights were set st him. Once he glanced at a | passing clock and noticed that it wag nine-thirty. Once he stopped to ask 2 policeman his direction and then went on. Finally he turn- ed off into a side street and con- tinued his way, watching carefully for some sign to indicate his desti- nation. At last a corner lamp showed kim the name of the street he was seeking. He headed the car in the general direction of his des- tination. : 4 rather dark, dismal street it was, lighted only here and there with small, illuminated signs, an- nouncing restaurants cr shops. For tho most part the stores were closed, leaving only black fronts. Not a prosperous neighborhood, certainly, and certainly rather grubby. Here and there a faint il- lumination spread from a basement window, or a dull lamp flickered before a barred door. Plenty of gpeakeasies along ‘here, Davis thought. Most likely his patient had been shot in some kind cf a _ brawl. A nasty business, but—hs shrugged his shoulders. "At last he pulled up before a building where all seemed dark. It ' was near enough the right number, though. He gazed about to see . whether a police ambulance had . arrived. None was in sight—only a t fhe ‘private cars parked here and ‘ there, their red taillights glowing \ i{ke mamoth red freflles. He ir * amped os of the car and looked Eng Above him he noted a 1 oun x. | gwinglpg Japtern with some Chi. flese ol rac ors inscribed thereon, < ind thé Aumber, 528. This must bo INSTALLMENT THIRTEEN the place, he decided. A Chinese joint. He picked up his medicine kit from the seat of the car and went towards the door where a light showed. Dr. Davis pushed open the door and looked around. Before him was a pair of steps. No bells or mail boxes indicated apartments here. Perhaps the call had come from the restaurant, he thought. He'd try there, anyhow. He started up the steps and then found himself staring into a large room where men and women were gathered about the few tables in the center of the room. All around the sides of the room were the small booths so familiar to Chinese restaurants, and it was here that most of the people had gathered. The air was heavy and blue with cigarette smoke ;laughter and loud conversa- tion tried to outdo the tiny strains of a player piano that rattled out a jazz tune. Suddenly, as he stood there, puz- zled as to the exact meaning of his whereabouts, a hand touched his shoulder. He swung around and found himself staring at Joe Bab- bitt. And as Babbitt saw the ber wildered frown on hig friend's face, he began to laugh. At first Davis only frowned, and then the idea of the telephone call began to pene- trate his mind. “Joe, was that you that phoned me to come down here?” he de- manded. : Joe laughed harder than ever. “Oh, listen, Ed, don’t get high-hat now,” Joe soothed. “It’s all in the spirit of good, clean fun. We're having a swell time, and we wanted you to come along.” “Well, for Pete's: sake, Joe, did you drag me all the way down here just for a party?’ Davis snorted. “Im not going on any party—you ought to have known better.” “Aw, come on, Ed. Don’t be a wet-blanket,” Joe insisted, grab. bing Davis by the arm and trying to pull him towards a booth where much laughter and lively talk seemed to be holding sway. “It was the only way I could think of to get you away from the wife. You've turned into a regular home- loving baby since you got married. Comes on, it’s a swell party. Every- body’s getting cock-eyed.” “I'm not going on any party—and besides, I've had trouble enough for one day,” Davis persisted. “You got me into one grand mess with that girl today. May came in and found me lunching with her. I've got to get back home.” “Don’t be dumb,” Babbitt coun- seied. “I got a wife, too. It’l do you goed to forget it omee in a while.” “Don’t be silly,” Davis parried. “I don’t want to stay. I just got things patched up once today. You shouldn’t have called me.” “Well’ it wasn’t all my fault,” Babbitt excused himself. “Matter of fact, it was a patient of yours made me do it. She simply had to see you and that was all there was to it. Now come cn and be a good egg. Come on, just have one drink, anyhow. I just got some aswell scotch today—right off the boat. Come on.” He dragged the protest. ing doctor over to the booth near Y. A series of whoops greeted the arrivals. “Oh, Dr. Davig!” Myra Pfefier jumped up from the table and caught Davis around the neck and implanted a kiss on his cheek. “Sit right down beside Mamma.” She pulled him to the vacant place be- side her. “We're making whoopee,” she informed him, pushing a glass with cracked ice and scotch in front of him. “There’s your giggle water! Oh, you don’t know every- body, do you. Dr. Davis, this is Vivienne Martin—Ilate of the ‘Scan- dals’—she did the buck-and-wing in the ‘Goin’ Back’ number—now she’s doing everybody she can, so be careful, doctor, she’s a hot baby— and this is Ollie Lee—he’ll tell you all about himself if you give him two minutes, but I wouldn't waste my time—and that egg over there in the corner about to pass out is Gene Burhnell—but he doesn’t count any more-—now come on, Papa, and gargle with a bit of var- nish—absolutely warranted to re- move your tonsils ten seconds after taking—if not, repeat dose ad lib.” She held the glass up to his mouth. ' “Sorry, but I'm on the wagon,” Davis announced in a desperate ate tempt to evade the party. “0-0-0-0! What a wet smack in the face you turned out to be,” Myra chortled gleefully. “Just when I'm trying to drown my sore rows after this lurid afternoon. Joe-y, dear, what’s the matter with your boy friend?’ She turned to Babbitt. “Come on, Ed, forget it. You're a long time dead,” Babbitt admons ished. “Won't you have one little drink —just to please me?” Vivienne Martin, red-lipped, red-haired, lifted a piquant face and exhaled a thin stream of cigarette smoke. “It won’t kill you, doctor,” Ollie Lee put in. “We should know—, we're about five drinks ahead 9 you, and we're not dead yet. You draws BOILS to a natural head Soran fot better hurry and cato 2 (To be continued) aS Plymouth.Pa. founded 1892. os © DALLAS POST, DALLAS, PA., SATURDAY. JUNE 22 ~Trucksville- Levi Howell is visiting his brother, Charles Howell, of Beaumont. _ Dr. C. L. Boston of Noxen called on his daughter, Mrs. Z. R. Howell, re- cently. 3 Miss Nadine Rice and Miss Bertha Randall, a former teacher in the local schools, have just returned from a motor trip, visiting various points of interest throcghout the State. Misses Emily Lewis and Helen Reynolds will represent the local Stan- | | dard Bearer Society at Lake Ariel orf June 22-29, attending. the Young Women’s Foreign Misisonary Society camp. This summer camp is con- ducted to instruct in missionary edu- cation and prepare young women for leadership in their local societies. Mrs. Elizabeth P. Keller and son, Harry, and Mr. and Mrs. W. A. Cease and children, Philip and Warren, mo- tored to Pittsburgh recently to visit Mr. Cease’s brother. Twenty men and women gathered at the M. E. Church Friday evening. After a covered dish luncheon they discussed plans concerning the build- ing of a Sunday school room in con- nection with the present church. Frak McGarry recently gave a party for his brother, Joseph of Pittston who was married last Wednesday. Those attending were men from Pittston. Miss Anna Stencil left Monday for Virginia, where she will spend the summer. : : Mr. and Mrs. Charles Trein spent the week-end with Mrs. Trein's parents at Montrose. Mr. and Mrs, James Hutchinson and son, James, of Kingston, visited the Misses Doran of Orchard street last Sunday. Children’s Day was observed by the M. E. Church last Sunday. C.F. Lewis and Rev. A. J. Chapman delivered ad- dresses on the need for a new Sunday school building. The program was un- der the direction of Mrs. J. Earl New- hart, and was rendered in a very fine manner. Mrs. A. N. Neal of Pittston spent Sunday with her daughter, Mrs. Donald Hutchinson. Clifford Howell, post-graduate stu- dent in Coughlin high school, Wilkes- Barre, expects to spend the month of July at the Citizens’ Military Training Camp located at Baltimore, Md. Many similar camps are located in different parts of the United States and are conducted by the government. The boys are instructed in military drilling, citizenship. courses, athletics and military band music. A month each 1929 THE FRIE THE PEOPLE... > OF When a man gets tired of peeling pota- toes in his wife’s boarding house and there’s nothing eise left for him to do, he steps out and becomes a FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE.* THE FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE™ having failed at everything else in life has no busi- ness of his own to attend to and therefore can devote his entire time and attention to YOUR affairs. He is a fussy phenomenon, who looks as if he couldn’t stay on a merry-go-round without the aid of a clothes-pin. : His stock in trade is a few cheap catch- words with which he hopes finally to govern popular imagination. He flourishes in an atmosphere of vague definition, blurred distinctions, and only too often is justified in his assumption that men may be led, not by their noses, but by their ears, as tenderly as asses are. Take a look at THE FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE™ you know best, and see if we're not right. Hill THE SCRANTON=-SPRING BROOK WATER SERVICE COMPANY sk This term is generic, descriptive of a type, not an individual. summer for four years completes the course prescribed by the government. The newly constructed street con- necting Harris Hill Doad and Carver- ton Road, passing the high school building, has proved a great conven- ience to the people living on the west side of the main highway. The street previously was narrow and seeep with two sharp curves, making it imppass- able for traffic. Mr. and Mrs. C. H. Hogart of Buf- falo are visiting at the home of G. W. Reynolds. Misses Hilda and Claire Staub of Car- verton Road have gone to Jackson eights, Long Island, where they will spend the summer as guests of their aunt, Mrs. C. W. Herman. The newly arranged six-party tele phone line in this vicinity is welcomed by the subscribers. Such a change makes possible and more efficient ser- vice. Mrs. Helen Keller is visiting her sister at Ashland, Pa. ——0 LOCAL VETERANS TO ATTEND GRAND REUNION AT HAZLETON From all advance indications a large number of local Spanish-American war veterans will attend the grand re- union which will be held in Hazleton, June 27, 28 and 29. This will be the firste and perhaps the only reunion in | Pennsylvania, of the veterans: of the | war with Spain. Various regiments have arranged for special reunions. Those in attendance will sign cards classified by regimental and other military units. This system will enable visiting veterans to identify and locate their former comrades in arms. The State convention of the United Spanish War Veterans will take place at the time of the grand reunion. ‘State Commander J. Clark Mansfield, of Pittsburgh, will preside. Under his | leadership there has been an increase | of one thousand members and thirty | additional Posts throughout the State. The Auxiliary of the United Spanish ‘War Veterans will be in session con- currently, Mary D. Haubens, State president, of Carbondale, will preside at the convention of this body. The auxiliary, like the parent organization, has been active throughout the year, gaining fifteen additional auxiliary units. For the accommodation of the thou- | sands of veterans the people of Hazle- ton are offering their homes. Cele- brations have been arranged for every day and evening. Motion pictures of the national encampment in Havana, Cuba, will be exhibited. There is a long list of distinguished guests and everything is staged to honor the greatest gathering of Spanish-Ameri- can war veterans that has ever been held in ePnnsylvania since 1898. Still He Fools Some People “De long-talkin® man,” sald Uncle Eben, “is mighty liable to be relyin’ SOUTH MAIN THRU TO NORTHAMPTON STREET WEDNESDAY IS LAZARUS June OLLAR DAY Our Big Mid-Summer One-Day Selling Event Offering Outstanding Values From Every Department EXTRA GOLD STAMPS ALL DAY LAZARUS more on cough drops dan on ideas.” | i i ah eT — yy ] ] re WILKES-BARRE
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