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. WHAT THE WELL DRESSED UPPER LIP WILL WEAR
Hardy just looked amazed. Judge
Hardy scratched his chin. “Well
son, New York is evil in some of
its aspect. But then so is every vil-
Haul out father’s mustache cup, fellows—the well-
. Robert Taylor is the
lad who started it. The Taylor mustache which made its
debut in “Waterloo Bridge’’ appears again in “Escape”
—and by popular demand. Came the announcement
that Bob would co-star with Norma Shearer in M-G-M’s
film version of the Ethel Vance best-seller, the girls
in the audience took to their pens with: “Let Bob
Keep That Mustache!” Whereupon, Mr. Taylor, who
had shaved his lip clean, grew back a new one.
dressed upper lip is back in vogue
LEGAL ADVERTISEMENT
Estate of Kate F. Maurer, deceas-
ed. Letters testamentary on the
above estate having been granted to
the undersigned, all persons indebt-
ed to the said estate are requested
to make payment, and those having
claims to present the same without
delay, to
Charles Keenan,
11 S. Grant Street,
Wilkes-Barre, Pa.,
Carl Eckardt,
295 Park Avenue,
Wilkes-Barre, Pa.,
Executors,
or to their attorney,
S. M. R. O'Hara,
Miners Natl. Bank Bldg.,
Wilkes-Barre, Pa.
SHERIFF'S SALE
COURT HOUSE,
WILKES-BARRE, PA.,
FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 183, 1940,
AT 10 O'CLOCK, A. M.
By virtue of a writ of Lev. Fa.
No. 130, October Term, 1940, issued
out of the Court of Common Pleas
of Luzerne County, there will be
exposed to public sale by vendue
to the highest and best bidders, for
cash, in Court Room No. 2, Court
House in the City of Wilkes-Barre,
Luzerne County, Pennsylvania, on
Friday, September 13, 1940, at 10
o'clock A. M., all the right, title and
interest of the defendants in and
to the following described lot, piece
or parcel of land, viz:
Two certain tracts or parcels of
land situate in the Borough of
Forty Fort, Luzerne County, in the
State of Pennsylvania, described as
Robert Taylor set the fad rolling
LEGAL ADVERTISEMENT
barn, shed and vegetable washroom.
Being the same land that was con-
veyed to said George Rodgers, Mur-
doch by deed from William M.
Shoemaker and wife, dated Novem-
ber 8, 1905, and recorded in said
office in deed book 426, page 420.
above described, 11% acres convey-
ed off by said George Rodgers Mur-
doch to Martin Arledge by deed
dated July 28, 1926, and recorded
in deed book 645, page 117, leav-
ing 24.82 acres of tract one here-
by conveyed.
Subject to all conveyances and
reservations of coal and other min-
erals of record affecting the above
conveyed land.
Together with all buildings and
improvements thereon and all
rights, roads, ways, waters, privi-
leges, appurtenances and advan-
tages thereto belonging or in any
wise appertaining.
Seized and taken into execution
at the suit of The Federal Land
Bank of Baltimore versus William A.
Murdock, and Lawrence Murdock,
real owners and surviving heirs at
law of George Rodgers Murdock, de-
ceased, terre tenants and defend-
There is excepted from tract one:
Clark Gable’s was named after him
How do the other mustachioed boys at the M-G-M
Studio take the excitement? Have they reached for their
razors in self-defense? Not a bit of it! Clark Gable con-
tinues to sport the one named after him (ask your
barber) in “Boom Town.” Judging by the way Claudette
Colbert and Hedy Lamarr appreciate his kisses in that
picture, it seems the right idea. And let this be a warn-
ing to every man! Spencer Tracy, who wears his upper
lip bare, is the also-ran in the ‘Boom. Town’’ Jove tangle.
his elan. And, of course, there's always
Far from feeling that Taylor cornered the market, Bill
sprouted two mustaches—the Inverted-Upside-Down-
V-Type and the Powell Perfecto in “I Love You
Again.” Lewis Stone continues to model the Judge
Hardy Conservative in the famous M-G-M Family Series.
By BEATRICE FABER
CHAPTER ONE
There was a sickening sweet
smile on Andy Hardy's face as he
woke . from sleep. He had been
dreaming of that ace debutante,
Daphne Fowler, New York’s top
glamour girl.
“Ah love, ah bliss! to spend but
one hour with the fair Daphne.
But the closest Andy had come
to it was her picture—or rather,
dozens of her pictures, all nicely
pasted together in a scrapbook. Calf-
eyed, he propped himself on one
[are girls of seventeen who make you
|seem a mere child. A backward
| child at that.” He climbed out of the
I'car and started to stalk off. Gosh, a
Groucho’s comes out of a paint pot
Groucho Marx remains faithful to the.Clothesbrush
Special, so tidy for dusting after desert storms, in “Go
West,” the new Marx Brothers funfest. He digs it
daily out of a paint pot, then adds a cigar to heighten
William Powell.
crosses to bear in this unhappy
world.” ‘
Everybody was assembled in the
living room that evening and Andy
had the feeling that Dad was about
to make some portentous announce-
(ment. When Dad got that funny
smile on his face he was always
about to spring something.
“Well, now,” the Judge said
pleasantly, ‘“to make a long story
| fellow had to make an exit after
| that.
| Polly called after him, “I sup-
| pose T'll have to see you at the edi-
| tors’ meeting. But kindly continue
| to address me as Miss Benedict.”
| That afternoon the business of
{the “Carvel High Olympian,” got
under way. None of its staff, con-
| sisting of Andy, Polly and Beezy
{
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|
{
“I practically promised Cynthia she’d be on the cover.”
Melvyn Douglas supports the movement
Melvyn Douglas wears the Au Courant Close-Crop—
and impresses Myrna Loy no end—in “Third Finger, |
Left Hand,” their new co-starring romantic comedy.
These gentlemen may insist that although the Man
With The Mustache is the Man Of The Hour, Taylor’s
merely admits him to their Club. But! Take heed, Men.
Your girl knows best. She'll tell you it was Robert
Taylor who brought the controversy home to your hearth.
ants, and will be sold by
DALLAS C. SHOBERT, Sheriff.
FRED B. DAVIS, Attorney. t
LEGAL NOTICE
Notice—Estate of Emma V. Gey-
er, deceased, late of Kingston Bor-
ough, Pa. William E. Geyer, sur-! But Mom was calling him for
viving spouse, has petitioned the breakfast and he’d better get down
Orphans’ Court of Luzerne County., {or else they’d be coming up and
claiming property of the decedent busting in on his privacy.
to value of $5,000, allowed by the | Downstairs, at the table, his
elbow and gave his early morning
ious sophisticated image. What eyes,
ious sophisticated image. What yes,
» what lips and what a figger, espe-
i cially in that strapless evening dress
—wWO00-woo!
| Atwood were on very good speak- |
ling terms. Beezy was still sore at , :
3 3 a | sh 5
Andy for not lending him his botany City £ oe e a gong to New Forks
book and Andy was sore at Beezy Everyone cried out in delight.
because the latter wanted to put Why that was wonderful. Marvel
| Cynthia Potter’s picture on the cov- | ona
er of the “Olympian,” Polly was ir- | A
Iritated with them both for quarrel- All but Andy. He was utterly
| ing. aghast. “New York!” But how about
dE ; |all th. f : i
| Now who in the world,” And a ro shontingiol
| demanded, “would call Cynthia the |" 3 pa : :
! do aa oo Yes,” his father said briskly.
(most beautiful girl in the world? | “Seems I've got to lick a big New
Intestate Act, 1917, and amend-| mother suddenly remembered some-
follows: , ments and that the real estate sit-
Beginning at a set stone 361 feet | uate in Kingston Borough known
from the Susquehanna River, and as No. 26 Union St. (more fully
on the westerly line of Adam Heisz | described in said petition on file) noon.”
Farm lately bought of William Shoe- as well as mortgage participation
maker; thence North 44 degrees W. | certificate have been appraised to-
723.29 feet to a line stone; thence |gether with decedent’s savings ac-
N. 44 degrees W., 344.85 feet to acount and unless exceptions to the
corner; thence S. 29 degrees 58 |appraisers’ report are filed the same
minutes W., 162.5 feet to a corner;
“thence S. 17 degrees 22 minutes W.,
184 feet to a corner; thence S. 42
degrees 22 minutes W., 330.5 feet
to a corner; thence N. 44 deg. W.,
19 feet to a corner, in the center of
Abrams Creek; thence along the
center of Abrams Creek, South 43
degrees 36 minutes West, 60 feet
to a corner; thence South 16 degrees
24 minutes West, 102 feet to a cor-
ner; thence South 39 degrees 11
minutes W., 88 feet to a corner;
thence South 23 degrees 23 minutes
W., 43.5 feet to a corner; thence
South 50 degrees 9 minutes West,
90.5 feet to a corner; thence South
21 degrees 2 minutes West, 88 feet
to a corner; thence South 55 de-
grees 56 minutes West, 65 feet to
a corner; thence South 28 degrees
31 minutes West, 218.98 feet to a
corner; thence South 57 degrees 28
minutes West, 106 feet to a corner;
thence South 39 degrees 24 minutes
West, 32 feet to a corner; thence
South 11 degrees 6 minutes West,
41 feet to a corner; thence South
44 degrees East, 742.3 feet to the
Susquehanna River; thence in a
northeasterly direction about 1584
feet to a corner; thence north 45
degrees W., 361 feet to the place
of beginning, containing about
36.32 acres, be the same more or
less.
Being the same land that was
conveyed to said George Rodgers
Murdoch, by deed from William M.
Shoemaker and others, dated No-
vember 8, 1905, and recorded in
the office for the recording of deeds
in said county in deed book 426
page 421.
Tract two. / Beginning at a cor-
ner on Wyoming Avenue; thence
North 40 degrees 27 minutes East,
50 feet to a corner; thence South
44 degrees East 400.34 feet to a
corner in the center of Abrams
Creek; thence South 57 degrees 28
minutes West, .29 feet to a corner;
thence South 39 degrees 24 minutes
West, 32 feet to a corner; thence
South 11 degrees 6 minutes West,
21.58 feet to a corner; thence North
44 degrees West, 411.5 feet to the
place of beginning, containing 20,-
120 square feet, be the same more
or less. Improved with a dwelling,
will be confirmed by the court on
Sept 3, 1940, at 10 a. m.
David T. Davis, Jr.,
Attorney for Petitioner,
1210 Miners Natl. Bank Bldg.
Wilkes-Barre, Pa.
‘SHERIFF'S SALE
By virtue of Writ of Fi Fa No.
112, October Term, 1940, from
Court of Common Pleas of Luzerne
County, Pa., on Friday, September
13, 1940, at 10 A. M, in Court
Room No. 2, Court House, Wilkes-
Barre, Pa., all the surface of that
certain piece of land situate in the
City of Wilkes-Barre, Luzerne Coun-
hy, Pa., being a rectangular lot 50
feet front on Northerly side of
South Main Street by 225 feet deep,
being lot 26 on plot of Bennett and
Horton recorded in Deed Book 333,
ipage 74; being the same premises
conveyed by deed of Charles N.
Loveland and wife dated November
2, 1929, recorded in Deed Book
688, page 469, to Harry R. Hazel
and Marion B. Hazel, his wife. Im-
proved with three story frame
dwelling adapted for three apart-
ments, now known as 851 South
Main Street, and with two car ga-
rage. Sold as property of aforesaid
Hazels.
DALLAS C. SHOBERT, Sheriff.
George Loveland, Atty.
IRC DVERVLER/LE DLE DEDEDE
GREGG SHORT HAND
BY MAIL!
BEGINNERS
Five Lessons, $5
Forty-eight Lessons, $25
ADVANCE
Eight Lessons, $5
Forty-eight Lessons, $26.50
TERMS
GRACE H. CALLANAN
13 Clarke Street
Danvers, Massachusetts
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thing. “Andy, Polly Benedict's fath-
er called. He wants Dad to meet
him at the Orphans’ Home before
“Calm yourself, dear mother,”
Andy said largely. “I can search for
the good Judge while doing my bo-
tanizing.” He grinned at her amaze-
ment. ‘Besides, I know where he
goes to fish.”
Yep, going in search of wild]
flower life was the best way he!
knew of to be alone so he could
bring Daphne’s scrapbook up =]
date.
He had just finished with his]
last specimen, the “Town Topics”
cover and was strolling alongi
through the woods when suddenly:
his father hailed him. “Why Andy, |
what are you doing here ?”’ |
In some confusion Andy replied,
“I was looking for you.” He re- |
membered his errand. “Mr. Bene-|
dict wants you at the Orphanage]
by one o’clock.”
The Judge sighed for little plea- |
sures already lost. “And I've hard-|
ly got my line wet.” He frowned.
“The orphanage? Sounds like]
trouble.”
At the Orphanage Andy waited
outside and his thoughts suddenly
centered on Polly. Now Polly Bene-
dict was a sweet old-fashioned
thing and he had every sympathy
for her but really, they’d been go-
ing round too steadily lately. And
they’d darned well have to have a!
talk about it.
Then he tensed. Why, there was
Polly now. “Hi,” he called. “Say,
I want to have a little talk with
you Polly.”
Very sweetly she smiled. “I want
to have 4 little talk with you, too,
Andy. You know, I don’t think we
ought to go together so steadily.”
“You—what!” he cried hoarsely.
“Yes,” she went on with quiet]
conviction, ‘relationships like ours
sometimes grow into serious things.
And a girl of seventeen is always
older—more mature, more sophisti-
cated than a boy of the same age.”
That hit Andy right between the
eyes. ‘Polly you're—crazy.” His
adolescent voice broke and he had
to repeat, ‘‘you’re crazy. A boy of
seventeen is practically on the
threshold of manhood.” Where did
she get that sophisticated stuff ?
Almost maternally, Polly / asked
“Wouldn’t you be happier with
someone who could look ‘up to
you?”
Like a balloon, Andy collapsed,
saying piteously, “Look up to me?
Oh my gosh.” Then he pulled him-
self. together. ‘Miss Benedict, there
| Privately, he coddled the lovely vi-
lage and city in the world. The
fact remains, we're leaving “for
New York day after tomorrow.” He
looked around at all of them. “And
| by the way, this thing’s secret un-
I til Mr. Benedict makes it public.
Remember that, Andy.”
Andy spoke hollowly. “It’s okay
with me to keep it a secret for the
next ten thousand years.”
By next day though the “secret”
was out emblazoned right on the
front page of the Carvel Daily Star:
“HARDY FAMILY TO NEW YORK
Local Jurist To Fight Trust For
Carvel County Orphanage.”
And sure enough Polly called
( that day. There was malice afore-
| thought in her voice when she got
| Andy on the telephone. “You'll be
glad to know we're printing the
| story of your flaming romance with
| Daphne Fowler in the high school
| Bogazine, And you'd
better bring back a picture of dar-
[ling Daphne and you to illustrate
| the story. Not a fake one either.”
Up to the very minute of train
| time the next day, Andy tried every
trick he knew to stay behind.
Even his manufactured stomach
ache and fever didn’t do the trick.
His father just looked at him hard-
| heartedly and said nothing less than
| heart trouble would keep them from
| taking him along.
! Their first glimpse of the New
| York skyline coming across the New
| Jersey ferry did something to Andy
though. Maybe he didn’t approve of
the big city but he could still re-
Tanta tei New Tork” jin his artistic appreciation of
The Judge and all the others ose Shyserap Srs ln fact, he way
> Ns : beginning to perk up a little as they
|
stared at him. “Will miracles never | Iked into’ the “littl :
cease? Why?” | walked into th e little ‘maisonette
| apartment up in the “fifties” that
had been engaged for them.
But as they opened the door, ev-
eryone gasped in amazement. “Why
it's Betsy Booth,” the Judge ex-
remember,
it isn’t. How’s that sound, An-
drew ?”’
Andy moistened his lips and|
looked at his Dad wild-eyed. “But
Andy raged. “What do we have
to go to New York for?
New York,
Why, in|
vice and corruption
claimed. “What are you doing
here ?”
Andy stared. He hadn't seen
Betsy Booth since last year when
she was visiting in Carvel. She look-
ed a little more grownup now—and
prettier, though still a mere child.
There was a lot of excitement as
Betsy explained everything. Her
folks had been away when Mrs.
Hardy's telegram had come. So she
herself had gotten an apartment
for them. It had really been easy,
no trouble at all. She had just
called the real estate man and there
it was.
“My,” Marian said, ‘and you
even hired a servant all by your-
self.”
“Of course I did,” Betsy returned
proudly. Her eyes were fixed in
adoration on Andy. She sighed hap-
pily. “I brought over my own radio
for you, Andy.” She suddenly real-
ized that the lovelight in her eyes
was too apparent. “It’s—it’s just
common gratitude because back in
Carvel, Andy took me to my first
grown-up party.”
Andy and his father went into
the bedroom and the Judge smiled
flourish rampant. Any newspaper’ll
tell you that. New York’s—a sink
of—of—well, it's a sink anyway.
And I'm not gonna go. I wouldn't
be safe.”
There were tears of horror in
Andy’s eyes—why, think of all those
things he’d said about Daphne
Fowler, about being invited to her | . 3 IS
debut and her wanting to marry | teasingly. Son, how do you do it.
him. If he went to New York and| “Aw gee, Dad, she don't mean
didn’t make good on that stuff, he’d | anything. It's only—" his chest ex-
bor of Dasa Foul | York law firm for the Orphanage.
5e aphne; ower. | They're saying the Trust Fund that
| “Andy, please,” Beezy cried wild- | Cyrus Carvel left for the Orphan-
|ly. “I practically promised Cynthia age is invalid and I'm out to prove
{she'd be on the cover.” He looked |
be ruined here in Carvel forever.
Aunt Milly was hiding a smile
behind her hand. Marina and Mrs. |
panded. ‘“—only her worship.”
“Well my hero,” the Judge said
briskly, “let’s get unpacked.”
{at them both tensely. “All in favor !
|of Cynthia’s picture, say aye.” |
| There were two “no’s” from the |
| rest of the committee, Now. to set- |
tle the matter, Polly made a sugges- |
| all of a sudden Beezy seized Andy's
schoolboy. [
tion that they use a cover with the]
most interesting achievement of the |
month by a student. Much as he|
hated to agree with her, Andy sec-
onded the 'motion.
The meeting was adjourned when |
scrapbook disguised as a botany,
book. “Thanks Andy,” he gloated.'
“I'll give this back Monday.”
In cold fury Andy said, “Put that
book down. It’s my property!”
But already Beezy had flipped |
open the cover and now he howled |
with fiendish glee. “Polly, will you!
look at this? Ha, ha! Ho, ho! The
whole thing’s just filled with pic-|
tures of Daphne Fowler.” He began |
to chant, “Andy's got a crush on]
Daphne Fowler. Andy's got a crush
|
on Daphne Fowler. :And he’s never
even seen her.”
Polly was just looking her. scorn
and Andy spoke up desperately. “I!
have too seen her.” Inspiration |
came to him. “I-—I met her in De-
troit nearly two years ago and at,
first sight she liked me far more |
than she ought.” |
Loftily, insultingly, Polly retort-|
ed, “Why Daphne Fowler goes;
around with grown men. She would- |
n't look twice at a small-town
“Yeah?” Andy began to invent]
rapidly. “Well, she’s so crazy about |
me she wants me to come and have |
the first dance with her when she]
makes her debut.” Polly sniffed. “I|
been begging my father to let me go |
to New York.” He was warming up. |
“I begged and pleaded on my bend- |
ed knees but he says I got to keep
on with my school.”
Openly skeptical Polly suggested, |
“you could always run away from
home.” i
Andy drew himself up and went |
to the door, not, however, without |
snatching his precious book from |
Beezy first. “Maybe you'd want to
break your mother's heart that way |
but I been brought up better. Fur-|
thermore I don’t even know if I,
could get away from New York]
without having to—marry her.” The |
silence was impressive. “It’d sure be |
terrific if I could only get to New
York.” He shrugged with martyr-|
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dom.” “But I guess we all got our
and may God
Can you imagine churches in this
country—your church—being closed
and destroyed?
Can you picture church-goers—
yes, you and your family—Dbeing
brutally assailed at home and on
the street, not only by non-religious
citizens, but by the police and mil-
tary units?
Right now it would appear that
such a barbaric situation would
never be tolerated here.
Yet, sad to relate, there is a ma-
licious and deliberate effort on the
part of a seemingly far-removed
mass of persecutors to innoculate
America—this land of religious free-
dom—with the venom of intoler-
ance.
Tolerance has been the lifeblood
of this country. Let us resist any
attack upon it—now and for all
time!
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