The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, April 6, 1928, Page 9

AY, APRIL 6, 1928 ee HE BISMARCK TRIBUNE. LT Tribune Clas oe Ra MALE "LP WANTED WANTED—First class mechanic; prefer one who has had Chevrolet | competent to rebuild actors of ol com; rel mi of al makes. Location™ ag aay = 16, care Tribune. : EN, why not learn a profitabl profession easy work spect ‘abort course, free catalog. Moler Bar- ber College, Fargo, N. D.-Butte, Mont. ‘WANTED—Young man to work by nal th. month. P. J. Jaszkowisk, 419 5 Twelfth street. ; f @° WANTED—A capable man to work | on farm. Phone 2-F-22, Edward rienced intry Patter : man and waitresses at the son Hotel, FEMALE HELP WANTED WANTED—Girl or middle aged > woman for work as cook on farm. Write J. E._Chesak, 14 miles southeast of jarck. ‘WANT! competent girl for metal house work. Small fam- eA 955-W. Mrs. J. A. jeck. WANTED—At once girl for dining room, coef Position. Hotel Washburn, N. Dak. a WORK WANTED LET ACK’S Radiator Shop clean out or rc air that leaky or eloggei radiator. All work guar- anteed_and reasonable. PART TIME—Bookkeeping, steno- graphic, clerical, or any kind of office work by experienced par- ty. Phone 1050-R. PLOWING gardens and hauling ashes and black dirt. Phone 686-M : or call at 413 Thirteenth street ; ._ John Jahner. ROOMS FOR RENT FOR [ENT—Nicely furnished sleeping room in strictly modern home, tteam heat. Must be seen to be appreciated. Sixth street or phone 1151-R. FOR RENT—Two sleeping rooms in new modern home, three blocks from fice. Close to car line. one 816 or call at 304 Ave. A after six o'clock. ) FOR ate ni pd leasant sl i ing room suitable for one oc two, i in modern » Home privileges a with board if desired. 816 Main 1 " Ls bee = oot = .— fatci we @ over Knowles Jewelry store. Apply to F. A. Knowles. mall room in » Close in. Gentle- 415 Fourth. Phone for one or two in modern home, _Close in. 708 Main. Phone 342. _ FOR RENT—Furnished room 4. 1-2 blocks from postoffice 112 W. _ Hester. “Phone GOSRe- FOR RENT—Three sleeping rooms in modern home. Close in at 410 mall sleeping Hazelhurst 411 Fifth, Phone 273. 2 #:> FOR RENT—Woom at 406 Sixth street. Phone 431.. Mrs. J. E. Dawson. See __.) Reaiaaeaes, ite dog with lew light brown spots on body and head. Reward for any information lead- ing to his recovery. Notify Adolph Schlenker, 319 Thirteenth street, Bismarck. Phone No. 617-M. LOST—One pair ell. med glasses in leather case, in down town district, Finder please re- turn same to Tribune. LOST—Lady’s wrist watch in down- town district. Finder call 329-R for reward. HOME LAUNDRY Berti eiiengal Pog only big ie eep your for years send them to it Bulten’s Home La’ '. irs if . sired. We and deliver. Ave. A West. Phone 1017. OFFICE ROOMS FOR RENT—Desirable office room in Hoskins block. See 8, A. Floren, Business Phone 401. FOR SALE ONE BLOCK of ground, improved with two story six room house, ‘ good well of water, itl, mn, and chicken house. ' Buy this place and save your rent. ‘ The ae and chickens will ‘. make your living for you. for terms. “FOR SALE OR FOR RENT—In- ved 160 acres river bottom jand about 7 Apply Call_at_ 623| FO! sified Dealer Made It. the FOR SALE—Wiscoi Wis. Bttective Jan. 3, i inseruon, 25 words make $75.00 to $100: weekly, we Or ander ......00.. § 7S have the proposition with a re- 2 insertions, 25 words liable company producing a qual- Or under .......... 85 ity line of attractive fast selling 3 insertions, we . merchandise for the entire fam- Or under ........., 1.00 ily. Complete'sample line fur- 1 week, 25. wi or ~ nished. For full’ information, Under ...ccecrsees, 1.45 write Minnesota Woolen Com- Ads over 25 words, 3c addi- tional per word’ iM. CLASSIFIED DISPLAY line of ladies’, men’s and chil- : RATES be been ah uaa hal , t sol ie - retail! 90 Cents Per Inch Al. stores, ‘Commission. Schuster alt classified ads are cash in Company, 606 W. Main St., Louis- should NES CaO a Satna tp Fa A te ee \{| SALESMEN with cars to sell insertion came day THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE ’ PHONE 82 : Guaranteed Rebuilt Automobiles A Used Car Is No Better Than the WHEN you buy a rebuilt car here you are our customer and not the patron of the manufacturer who made the car or the first owner of it. This business is built upon ood will of those who have bov vht new and used cars here. “Rebuilt Cars With a Mu: atation’ 503-R. Lahr Motor Sales Co. | “condition. Call at’ 88 Seventh! _—_———-. E after 5:00.p.m | FARM LANDS FOR SALE—Three burner Kero gas | acres fine location, improved farm, 2 miles from Shell Lake, der plow, good buildings. Snap if taken at once. For write E. 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Phone 1198, PARTLY furnished, new three room apartment in modern home, pri- ate bath, also private entrance. 802 Second strect or phone 1050-R. na FOr RENT—Four mm ynfur- nished apartment, hot water heat and hot water furnished. Screened: vorch. Phone 1188 «OR RENT—April first, three room apartment, ground floor, beauti- fully furnished, Call at 120 W. Rosser. OR RENT—Two room apartment: furniture. Also garage for rent. Hazelhirst, 411 Fifth street Phone 273. FOR RENT— Front 6 room fiat. With hot water. Located in down town business district. For fur- ther information phone 53. == ——— __. BOARD AND ROOM ___ COMFORTABLE rooms with or without board at The Eastburn, in almost perfect condition, six chairs, table, buffet and china! closet. Call sat 522 Sixth street or phone 381. Ce, FOR SALE—Three burner super- fex perfection oil stove and oven. eHi-Waffle iron of cast aluminum. A Universal electric grill. Phone FOR RENT—A piano in first class in farm, 80 stove. Phone 588-M or call at 506 Second street. __ Be BARGAINS in us furniture. on Furniture’ Co., Mandan, | \ 1-2 un- information POSITION WANTED y 28 1-2 acre Yarm,| POSITIONS WANTED— Account- all fertilized land located on Fort] ant: Six years experience, also Lincoln road, outskirts of city.| three years banking; statements | Peter Schantz, Route 2, Bis- | al full or part time. Writc | *_marck, N. D. ibune Ad. No. 21. FOR SALE—Oak dining room set 114 Mai Ave. W. Phone 1168. HOUSES AND FLATS FOR SALE—A fine 7 room bunga- low and garage on a lot 50x150 lawn, fruit trees and strawberry fae also a large garden spot. \House strictly modern, full base- ment with large wash room. good location. only 3 blocks from school. Sales price $5500.00. Terms. Phone call 224. aa: FOR RENT—Six room modern house, modern 4 room flat with bath, also furnished three room. Dale apartment 2, close in. Kitch- en_range for sale. Phone 905. _ | FOR SALE—Five room bungalow «in A No. 1 condition. Very reason- ably priced i2 taken at once. Small down payment. Phone 921. , FOR” RENT—Five room modern cottage at 707 Front. Inquire at __ 511 Second or phone 317. FOR RENT—Furnished house at 813 Thayer Avenue. Inquire of W. HOOFING tT To COURT To APPEAR aT THE $100,000 suIT BROUGHT AGAINST WIM BY THE WIDOW DARE, WE WAS : ATTACKED BY Two TOUGHS — HENCHMEN fo) BENVENIT TO, WD DIS BOZO IN fe~ HE DE BMG DE BOSS ff I'LL SIN BIG BOOZE DEAL Se DE BAG WID DE NOIGNT J LUBS wim cea ON & PEEP OUT-A- _8. Casselman, ep- | MOM’N POP Is Pop an Innocent By Cowan| DAT DIDw'T or : SINCE YOUSE/ 4 KNOWS caer a) A WCkK HASN'T LET DOME $ bale ning miles from. Bismark. medi possession. or corn hogs, poult id = Abundance ‘of - Sweet- clover and alfalfa, TWO STORY nine spor house tally modern, wai fing “shade trees end Close to school. Good , stall garage. Price $8000.00. 8. - ONE-STORY: five modern, i floors, te room bur Price $3100.00. | with gas.range and mostly new].. il if FY fate idl i rfl H i cH i yes Bivens wp abriny se this pole and threatens to tell Byhee of Rita's Nitsrs most tet salty ta tect frightened. id is NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XIX (THE next morning—the carnival's second and last day in Stanton Sally oversiept. She did not Qwaken until @ tiny hand tugged Ampatiently at her hatr. Her dark blue eyes flew wide tn startled sur. orise. then recognition of ber sur- Youndings and of “Pitty Sing.” the. midget, dawned in them slowly. “You looked so pretty asteep that { hated to awaken you.” the midget told her. “But it's getting and reseed.” {want my breakfast. I'm The Nttle woman wore a com!- cally maturelooking dress of blue. linen, made doll-eise, by a pattern which would bave suited @ woman of 40. Sally impulsively took the tiny tace between her hands and laid her lips for an instant against the softly wrinkled cheek. Then she sprang out of bed. careful not to “joggle” the midget, who had been so emphatic about her dis- taste for being joggied. “There's a bucket of water and a tin basin,” Miss Tanner told her brusquely, to bide the pleasure which Sally's caress bad given ber. “All the other girls have gone to the cook tent, so you can dress in peace.” “I didn’t thank you properly last night for taking my part against Nita.” Sally shyly, as she has- tily drew on ber stockings. “But. I do thank you, Betty, with all my heart. 1 was so frightened—for, David—” “What I said to Nita will hold her for a while.” Betty Tanner nodded, with satisfaction. “But 1 don’t trust ber. She'll do something un; Gerhand if she thinks she can get, away with it. But don't worry. Once the carnival gets out of this, state, you and your David will be pretty safe. 1 don’t think the police will bother about extradition, even if Nita should tip them off. In the meantime, I'll break the first law of carnival and try to learn some- thing of Nita’s past. I’ve seen her turn pale more than once when a detective or a policeman loomed Up unexpectedly and seemed to be giving her the once-over. Oh, dear, I'm getting to be as slangy as any of the girls,” she mourned. After Sally had splashed in the tin basin and had combed and braided her hair, she hesitated for a long minute over the two new Gresses that had mysteriously found their way into the equally myste riour new intrunk. She caught her- self at the thought. Of course they were not mysterious! “Pop” and Mra. Bybee bad provided them. out of the infinite kindness of their hearts. Were they always so kind to the carnival's new . recruits? Gratitude welled up in her impres- overflowed she dressed white voile, splashed with tiny blue and yellow wild flowers, Last night's breeze had brought with it a light, cooling shower, and still lingered under the hot caress of the June sun. Sally sang, at Betty's request, as she sped across vacant lots to the show train rest- ing engineless on a spur track. At the sound of her fresh, young voice, caroling an old song of summer time and love, David Nash thrust his head out of the little high win. dow in the box of @ kitchen at the end of the dining car, and waved an egg-turner at ber. lips and teeth and eyes flashing gay greetings to “Better tell your David how Nita’s been carrying on,” the mid- set piped from Sally‘s shoulder. Song “ trom Sal 0." 4 i BE Now, you looka Beré, Winfield By- bee! I'm a woman of few words, and of a longsuffering disposition, but even a saint knows when ebe’s got @ stomachful!l 1 swallowed your mealy-mouthed palaverin' about this poor little orphan, but if you're sneaking arnund and bavine her presents behind my back, lil tern ber right over to the state end sot | lose a wink of sleep, and let me; tell you this, Winfeld Bybee—* Her words were a rushing torrent, beated to the boiling point by jeal- ousy and suspicion. | to speak, to interrupt might as well heve trled to stop Niagara. Under the force of the torrent Sally at last bowed her head, shrinking against the wall of the car, the very picture ot detected guilt. The carnival owner gasped and waved bis arms helplessly, tried to pat bis wife's bands and bad bis own slapped viciously for his pains. When at last Mrs. Bybee paused for breath, and to mop her perspiring face with ber handkerchief, Bybee managed to get in bis defense, doggedly, bis bluster wilted under bis wife's tongue lashing: { “You're crazy, Emma! 1 didnot buy her any presents. 1 never caw that dress before in my life. 1 don’t know what you or she's talk! his arms about bis wife, bis face so strutted with blood that Sally felt a faint wonder, through her misery, that apoplexy did not strike him down, “What's the matter, Sally?” David came striding out of the Bitchen, a butcher knife in one hand the other. “1 don't know, David,” she whis- pered forlorniy, “I—I was just thanking Mre. Bybee for this dress: and another one and a trunk [ found fn the dress tent with mys pame on it—"‘ Lalla’—" she stammered over the name—“and Mrs. Bybee says she didn't give them to me.” “He thought he'd put something over on me, and me all dressed up: Ike a missionary to go look for her, precious mother. I guess her moth-; er wasn't ..ny better than she should have been and this little eoft-oap| artist takes after her.” Mra. Bybe: broke in stridently, but her angr: eyes lost something of their con vietion under David's level gaze. “I bought the things for Sally Mrs. Bybee,” he said quietly. “ should bave told her, or put m: card in. Unfortunately I didn’ have one with me,” he added with: boyish grin. “Oh!” Anger epurted out of Mrs Bybee's jealous heart like air le out of @ balloon. “Reckon I'm jus an old fool! God knows I don’ see why 1 should care what thi old woman-chaser of a husband o mine does, but—1 do! If you'n ever tn love, Sally, you'll under stand @ foolish old woman a littl better. Now, young man, you tak: that murderous looking knife ant that bacon back into the kitcher and scramble a couple of eggs for me. And | guess you can give Poy @ rasber of that bacon, evi is against the doctor's orders.” And the showman, beaming agai: and throwing “Good mornings’ right and left, marched down th aisle, his arm triumphantly abou his repentant wife's shoulders. Sally watched them for a mo ment, @ lovely light of tendernes and understanding playing over he ranaitive face Then she turned t: wavia, who had not yet obeyed Mrs, Bybee's command. They smiled inte each other's eyes, shyly, and the flush that made Sally's face rosy was reflected in the boy's tanned cheeks. “I'm sorry, David. 1 didn’t dream it was—you. Thank you, Devid.” She could not keep from repeating bis name, dropping it like o caress at the end of almost every sentence abe addressed to him, as if her lips kissed the two slow. sweet syllables, “I should bave told you,” David confessed in a low voice, slightly shaken with embarrassment and some other emotion which flickered bebind the smile in his gold-flecked eyes. “I—I thought you'd know. You needed the things and I knew you didn’t have any money. I've got to get back into thi kiteben,” he added hastily, wardly. She had never seen bim ward in her presence before, and she was daughter of Eve enough to rejoice. And in ber shy Joy her face blossomed with sud- But not even Nita’s flash of ba tred and veiled warning could blight that sudden sweet blooming of Sally's beauty. She waved good- by to David. carrying away with her as she aped to the cook tent the heart-filling sweetness and tender took out the memory of that smile and of bis boyish fush and ewk- wardness @ bundred times during ber questions had been answered by Mrs. Bybee, to comfort her if the showman’s wife had been uns Bul, to add to her joy {f some trace of her mother bad been found. “Maybe—maybe I'll have a moth- er and a sweetheart, too,” she mar veled, ag she climbed, breathless, {nto the coach which had been Dointed out to her as the showman’s private cer. It was not really a private car, for Bybee and his wife occupied only one of the drawing rooms of the ancient Pullman car, long since retired from the official service of that company. The berths were occupied on long jumps by a num- ber of the stars of the carnival and by some of the most affluent of the concessionsires and barkers, a few of the latter being part owners of such attractions as the “girlie show” and the “diving beauties.” When the carnival showed in a town for more than a day, however, the performers usually preferred to sleep in tents, rather than in the stuffy, hot berths, Since the carnival was in full swing at that hour of the day, Sally’ found the sleeping car déserted ex- cept for Mes. Bybee, who called to her from the open door of drawing: room A, The carnival owner's wife was: seated at a card table, which was! covered with stacks of coins and’ bills of all denominations. Her! lean fingers pushed the stacks about, counted them, jotted the to- tals on @ sheet of lined paper. “I'm treasurer and paymaster for the outfit,” she told Sally, satisfac- tion glinting in her keen gray eyes., “Me and Bill,” and she lifted a big, blue-barreled revolver from the faded green plush of the seat and twirled it unconcernedly on her thumb. “Is business good?” Sally asked Dolitely, as she edged fearfully into the small room. “Might be worse,” Mrs. Bybee conceded grudgingly. “Sit down, child, I’m not going to shoot you. Well. I went calling this morning,” she added briskly, as she began to rake the stacks of coins into a large’ canvas “Oh!” Sally breathed, clasping her hands tightly in her lap. “Did you—find out anythin, Mrs. Bybee knotted a stout string around the gathered-up mouth of the bag, rose from her seat, lifted the green plush cushion, revealing @ small safe beneath the seat. When she had stowed the twirled the combination lock, a! rearranged the cushion and took her seat again, all without answer- ing Sally's anxious question. “Reckon I’m a fool to let anyone see where I keep the coin,” she ridi- culed herself. “But after making a blamed fool of myself this morning over them dresses your David give, you, I guess I'd better try to do something to show you I trust you. You just keep your mouth shut about this safe, and there won't be any harm done.” “Of course I won't tell,” Sally as- sured her earnestly. “But, please, did you find out anything?” She felt that she could not bear the suspense a minute longer. “You let me tell this my own way, child,” Mrs, Bybee reproved her. “Well, you saw that mission- ary rig I had on this morning? It turned the triek all right. Lucky for you, this ain't the fastest grow- ing town in the state, even if that billboard across from the station does sey so. I found the address you gave me, all right. Same num- ber, same house. Four-or-fiveroom dump, that may have been @ pretty good imitation of a California bungalow 12 years ago. All run- down now, with s swarm of kids tumbling in and out and sticking out their tongues at me when their ‘a back was tutned. She said e’d lived there two years; moved here from Wisconsin. Didn't know & soul in Stanton when she moved acquainted with many of her neighbors, what with a new baby every 14 months.” led drudge Bybee words pictured so vividly. But those Bangs. She me s rag doll sery Sight e's ling Gime ne tame boda beecget By a Dd Bia Tear moo oe Mrs. store, hatchet- ahe sheet 4 tism and was tickled to death to see Nora Ford's sister. That's who’ I sald I was, you know. But it’ pretty near got me into trouble. jThe old lady took it for granted It knew a lot of things about you: that I didn’t know, and wouldn't ‘have told me just what I’é come to find out if I hadn't used my bean An stringing her along, I had to ‘60 mighty easy asking her about you, since it was my ‘sister’ I was ‘supposed to be so het up over find- ing, but lucky for you she'd been: reading the papers and knew that: you were in trouble.” “Oh!” Sally moaned, covering her hot face with her little brown: painted hands. “Fhen Gramma \Bangs thinks I’m a bad girl—oh! ‘Did you tell her I'm not?” “What do you take me for—a blamed fool?” Mrs. Bybee demanded lheatedly. “I didn’t let on I'd ever seen you in my life. But it was something she let spill when she Was talking about you and this story in the papers that give me ithe low-down on the whole thing.” “Oh, what?” Sally implored, al- frantic with impatience. “Well, she said, ‘You can't blame Nora for putting Sally in the or- phanage when the money stopped jcoming, seeing as how she was sick jand needing an operation and every- thing, But it pret’ near broke her heart’—that's what the old dame lsaid—” “But—I don’t understand,” Sally: protested. her sapphire eyes cloud- ing with bewilderment. “The money? What money? Did she {mean my—father?” “I thought that at first, too.” Mrs. Bybee nodded her bobbed gray! {head with satisfaction. “But lucky, I didn’t say so, or I'd have give the whole show away. I just ‘yes, indeeded’ her, and she went on. Reckon she thought I might be taking exceptions to the way she'd been running on about how pitiful it was for ‘that dear little child’, {to be put in an orphans’ home, so’ jshe tried to show me that my ‘sis+ * iter’ had done the only thing she ‘could do under the circumstances, | “Pretty soon it all come out. |'Nora,’ she said, ‘told mo not to’ [breathe a word to a soul, but seeing ‘as how you're her sister and prob-- ably know all about it, I reckon it jWon't do no harm after all these years.’ Then she told me that Nore \Ford had no more {dea’n a jack ‘rabbit whose baby you was—” “Then she wasn’t my mother!” {Sally cried out in such a@ heart- {broken voice that Mrs. Bybee {reached across the card table and ‘patted her hands, dirty diamonds ‘twinkling on her withered fingers. “No, she wasn't your mother,” wman’s wife conceded with ympathy. “But I can’t see ‘as how it leaves you any worse off than you was before. One thing ought to comfort you—you know it ‘wasn't your own mother that turned you over to an orphana; and then beat it, leaving no ad- Gress. Seems like,” she went on briskly, “from what old lady Bangs told me, that Nora Ford had been hired to take you when she was a maid in a swell home in New York, and she had to beat it—that ‘was part of the agreement—so ‘there never would be any scandal on your real mother. She didn't know whose kid you was—so the old lady says—and when the money orders stopped coming sud- denty she didn’t have the least idea how to trace your people. She sup- posed they was dead—and I do, too. ‘So it looks like you'd better make up your mind to being an or- phan—" “But, oh, Mrs. Bybee!” Sally cried piteously, her eyes wide blue pools of misery and shame. “My real mother must have been—bad, or she wouldn't have been ashamed of having me! Oh, I wish I hadn't found out!” And she laid her head down on her arms on the card table and burst into tears. “Don't be a little fool!” Mrs, By- bee admonished her severely. “Reckon it ain't up to you, Sally Ford, to set yourself up in judg- ment on your mother, whoever she may have been.” “But she sent me away,” Sally sobbed brokenly. “She was ashamed of me, and then forgot all about me. Ob, I wish I'd never been born!” “I reckon every kid’s said that a hundred times before she’s old enough to have good sense,” Mrs. Bybee scoffed. “Now, dry up and ‘scoot to the dress tent to put some more make-up on your face. T: ‘show goes on. And take it from me, child, you're better off than a lot of girls that join up with the carnival. You're young and pretty and you've got a boy friend that'd commit murder for you and pret’ near did it, and yqu’ve got a job that gives you a bed and cakes, and enough loose change to buy ‘yourself some glad rags by. the time we hit the Big Town—” “The Big Town?” Sally raised her head, interest dawning unwile lingly in her grieving blue eyes. “You mean—New York?” “Sure I mean New York. We go into winter quarters there in November, and if you stick to the show I may be able to land you a Job in the chorus. God knows you are pretty enough—just the type to make every six-footer want to fight any other man that looks at you.” “Ob, you're good to me!” Sally blinked away the last of her tears, which had streaked her brown makeup. “T'll stick, if the po! 9 don’t get me—and David. And,” "i i f z 5 8 f 3