The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, August 11, 1932, Page 4

THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, THURSDAY, AUGUST 11, 1932 : , The Bismarck Tribune An Independent Newspaper THE STATE'S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) Published by The Bismarck Tribune , Bismarck, N. D., and en- tered at the postoffice at Bismarck as second class mail matter. GEORGE D. MANN President and Publisher. Subscription Rates Payable in Advance Daily by currler, per year ......$7.20 Daily by mail per year (in Bis- marck) Daily by outside Bismarck) . Daily by mail outside Dakota .....eeesesceveroeeees 6.00 te 5.00 Weekly by mail in state, per year $1.00 Weekly by mail in state, three ‘Weekly by mail outside of North Dakota, per year ......++++.-+ 1.50 Weekly by mail in Canada, per YOAT .cseceeeceseeeeeees Member of Audit Bureau of Circulation Member of The Associated Press The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this newspaper and also tne local news of spontaneous origin published herein. All rights of republication of all other matter herein are also reserved. (Official City, State and County Newspaper) Foreign Representatives SMALL, SPENCER, BREWER (incorporated) CHICAGO NEW YORK BOSTON oe EEE, Growing Pains Proof that Democracy does not come easily to any people may be had by a brief look at the situation which prevails in Germany. For years, under the kaisers, the German people were told what to do and did it without question. While the leadership was competent the na- tion grew in importance until the day finally came when “Der Tag” of world dominance seemed just around the corner. Then came the World war, ulti- mate defeat, the abdication of the kaiser and formation of a republic. Political freedom and responsibility came to a people who had been trained through the centuries to look to a ruling class. Now they were their own rulers. As has been true in all similar cir- cumstances, liberty was mistaken for license. Freedom was confused with irresponsibility and ambition surged to the front. Hence we have political plot and counter-plot, the organiza- tion of the Nazis and numerous other manifestations of political youth which were to be expected under the circumstances. A modern touch is the development of a sort of gangsterism in the effort to achieve political ends, supplement- ed by the effervescent activity of a people playing with a political toy which still is new. America can take little pride in the fact that some of the methods used, such as firing from moving automobiles and hurling bombs into peaceful houses, smack more strongly of Chicago than of stolid Germania. The German government can do no less than deal harshly with what is manifestly a critical situation. The cause of good government always suf- fers when violence is substituted for Jegal action and Germany is no ex- ception. Nevertheless, the rest of the world Should withhold its sneers. France had her revolutions when blood ran like water as a forerunner to its pres- ent stability. The early political campaigns in America frequently were accompanied by bloodshed. There are many still living who can remember when a ,setto at fisticuffs Was the common outcome of a politi- cal argument. The truth of the matter is that we, ourselves, have been through the same trials which Germany now is suffering. There is every reason to believe that Germany will come out of them stronger and more firmly united, just as we did. A Real Outlet When North Dakota farmers look at the flaxseed quotations they are likely to utter a silent prayer for im- provement in the paint business, ++ 7.20 is given as ten to one, due to the in- creasing number of houses whose outside walls are vitreous and there- fore need no protecting coating of paint. “As the government provisions al- ready are in operation for easing lroads, residential construction and ‘the automotive industry, an enor- mous delayed demand is expected to become manifest in the next few months. All three of these major lines, which are expected to lead the way back to better times, are heavy users of paint and varnish products, and they have been almost absent from the market during the last two or three years.” The significant thing about the situation is the manner in which the paint industry has made the most of the opportunity it has had by appeal- ing to every woman's instinct to brighten up her home. The commercial .reviewers overlook one great market, however, in their hopeful survey. It is that offered by the farms of the land. Under the stress of the times many farmers have permitted their barns and other buildings to go unpainted. When they have the money with which to buy they will do so, and then the paint business will feel an timpetus which it has not known since the war. One Moment of Inattention Few events have proved more shock- ing to Bismarck in recent years than the untimely death of P. C. Reming- ton in a hunting accident. The manner in which death came indicates that years of careful train- ing in the handling of firearms and the cautious use of weapons went for naught under the stress of a momen- tary lapse of caution. That tempo- rary inattention to the danger which lurks in every gun may have been the first in a long and useful life, but it was fatal. Mr. Remington leaves behind him a long record as an active builder of western North Dakota. Always in- j terested in its development, he played an important part in organizing many important industries. He leaves behind him many friends, all of whom will mourn his death. A Warning to Business A warning about the conditions which must accompany a return to Prosperity is voiced in the current is- sue of Business Conditions Weekly, published by the Alexander Hamilton Institute. This publication, remark- ing that present indications give rea- son for hope that an improvement in business and industry is in prospect, Points out: “There is danger of the prospective improvement being blocked before much progress has been made, and of business experiencing another set- | back before it is safely on the road to full recovery. Whether this dan- )8er will be avoided depends on the trends of freight rates, building costs ; and the prices of manufactured prod- ucts. If the prospective business im- provement is taken as justification |for raising or even maintaining such j rates, costs and prices, this improve- ; ment will be only a temporary affair.” Editorial Comment Editorials printed below show the trend of thought by other editors, They are published without regard to whether they agree or disagree i with The Tribune's policies. Abusing a Good Thing (Duluth Herald) As a theory the power of the peo- ple to ignore their legislatures and make laws by popular vote may be a natural step for a democracy, but it is a privilege that can be abused. Un- less applied thoughtfully and only when legislatures fail to represent the people who elect them, which, the truth is, seldom happens in the Northwest, the excessive use of the initiative brings discredit and ridicule to a plan that in emergencies could be valuable. The fact is that the average citizen has neither the time nor the inclina- tion to study laws and their effects even if he has the ability, and so when he goes to the polls he votes largely on hearsay or prejudice. Several states have made this mis- take, and North Dakota is just now offering another example of it. At the June primaries a large number of initiated laws were submitted to the credit conditions and for aiding rail-| Maybe This Is the Sure Sign That Prosperity IS Just Around the Corner! FASHION NOTE: I yA | PEG TOP TROUSERS WILL RETURN TO STYLE IN FALL : flil a card index filing cabinet went| first, Maj.-Gen, Hunter Liggett; sec- under the hammer. It was a cheap|ond, Maj.-Gen. Robert Lee Bullard affair, such as might be picked up at| third, Maj.-Gen. William M. ‘Wright ; any second hand store for a small| fourth, Maj.-Gen, George W. Read; sum. Yet the bidding was brisk and| fifth, Maj.-Gen. Omar Bundy. the price went up and up. Each army corps numbered more xe * than 200,000 men and the field army What did anyone want of a card] more than 1,000,000 men. index file? Meanwhile, Allied forces continued ‘Well; I overlooked mentioning that|to push back the distressed German the names and addresses had not been | troops opposing them on the western removed. Other speakeasy proprie-|front. The French advanced more tors wanted this very select list so|than four miles north of Montdidier. O. P. “boss” of Cleveland, indicted in county treasury shortage. FLAPPER FANNY§SAYS:, REG. U. S. PAT. OFF, that they could circularize the ex- customers of the defunct rendezvous. And there were those who wanted to make sure that certain names did- n't fall into the hands of the wrong people. And there were those who didn’t want certain others to know that they frequented whisper-lows. If you're inclined to be inventive, it isn’t a bad idea for a short story plot. ‘With farcical complications, of course. | PERSONAL HEALTH SERVICE By William Brady, M. D. Signed letters pertaining to personal health and hygiene, not to disease diagnosis, or treatment, will be answered by Dr. Brady if a stamped, self- addressed envelope is enclosed. Letters should be brief and written in ink. No reply can be made to queries not conforming to instructions. chief customer for flaxseed. There| voters, among them one outlawing was a time when flaxseed sold for|crop mortgages by the farmers, and five and six dollars a bushel as com-|8n0ther proposing a five-year mora- pared with the present paltry prices, but in those days the paint business ‘was booming. Judging from the price of flaxseed, it would seem that the paint business is in bad shape, and yet Dun’s re- view, one of the nation’s most relia- ble trade commentators, asserts that such is not the case. Its analysis § and automobiles—nearly closed dur- “With three of the largest distribu- tive outlets—new buildings, railroads torlum on all debts in the state. The law outlawing crop mortgages was passed and that proposing a mora- torium was defeated. Immediately large numbers of farmers saw that in forbidding mort- gages on crops they had hit them- Selves a serious blow, for loans on crops are often necessary for seed and other farm expenses; it also ap- that the new law bars them from the benefit of recent federal aid legislation, for the government cannot make loans without security. The result is that petitions are now being circulated to repeal the crop jage law at the November elec- ing the last two years, the painttrade|tion. If the new law passes it will has been extending the market for DAI he Bek Denne $0. June, greiee. ay i the industry, as a|that.dangerous plan up to the voters only change bebseé defeat of the moratorium law also @ large number, petitions are out to again put Address Dr. William Brady, TREATMENT OF SUNBURN There is little difference between sunburn and any other burn. It may be mere reddening of the skin which smarts or itches for a while and clears up. Such reddening without actual inflammation is called ery- thema, and when it is due to sun- light erythema solare, if that's any satisfaction. This erythema stage is as far as it is safe to go in exposing the skin to sunlight or to ultraviolet light from any source. When you see or feel the flush of erythema it is time to get out from under. If you remain exposed you are likely to find your-! self next day suffering with ! Second degree burn—which is just a first degree burn (erythema) with blisters added. A fool and his blisters are not soon parted. When the victim of second! degree sunburn is not a child he is} generally a youth whocraves a coat of tan in a day. One unaccustomed to exposure can | acquire tan most rapidly and pain- lessly by timing his sunbaths with} a watch. Thus, the exposure should be for not more than ten minutes the first day in midsummer, and the dur- ation of the exposure should be in- creased not over five minutes daily with successive exposures. If such @ tule is adhered to burning will be avoided yet tanning will proceed steadily. It is the ultraviolet light, not the heat, that produces sunburn and tanning, and you cannot judge} by your sensations whether you've had! enough. The light reflected by wa- ter, sand or the surfaces of road or field may cause sunburn even if you are shaded from direct sunlight. ‘When you must be exposed to sun- light for a longer period than your skin will stand, prepare for it by ap- plying either cold cream and a thick layer of talcum powder or better a heavy makeup of rouge paint or paste. For relief of the smarting of first degree sunburn the calamin lotion is | good—One-half ounce calamin, one-| half ounce zine oxid, one dram gly-j| cerin, 6 ounces lime water and enough | stronger rose water to fill an eight) ounce bottle. Following this, or in the night, use freshly made cold cream (not old stock) or boric ointment. If blisters appear, keep covered with cloths moistened with a solution of 2° tablespoonful of boric acid and a tea- spoonful of common salt in a pint o7, boiled water. | The treatment of second degrec sunburns is a problem which demands i the best skill of physician or surgeon, to prevent serious infection or scar. Therefore a sunburn ceases to be a! matter of amateur treatment when | blisters develop. QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS Better Than Gasoline A consulting engineer and chemist suggests that carbon tetrachloride is much safer than gasoline as a dry cleaner, because carbon tetrachloride is non-inflammable and indeed will put out a fire. He asks whether it would not serve as well as gasoline as a first aid application against ivy poisoning. Carbon tetrachloride, he says, is the best solvent for grease and oils; may it not be the best sol- vent also for the toxin of ivy? We hope any of our readers who has had experience with the use of carbon tet- rachloride in place of gasoline in the emergency treatment of ivy poison- ing will report, for the benefit of others. Cramp in Calf I am 72 years old. I suffer from cramps in the legs at night. I cannot understand what causes them as my general health seems ex- cellent. (Mrs. H. C.) Answer—Neither can I. One reader reported that he finds relief from such cramps by pressing the ball of the foot against something for a few minutes. When we published this in care of this newspaper. respiration. They worked for 45 min- utes. But she was pronounced dead. (R. 8.) Answer—Every human being who stood idly by while the life guards were being sought deserves punish- ment for negligence. The time to resuscitate is immediately upon rescue from the water. Dehydrated Vegetables Can dehydrated vegetables build up @ person, are they as good as fresh vegetables? I have been taking them in the form of pills and was advised they are to be taken when the diet is low in vegetable matter. (E. K.) Answer—They are inferior to fresh vegetables in vitamin content but are quite as nutritious otherwise. (Copyright John F. Dille Co.) New York, Aug. 11.—Every big cir- cus carries a sideshow. And so for the odds and ends of Manhattan, but chiefly the odds: The one-legged ‘woman who seeks alms in Broadway now appears during the theater hours in a dinner dress. . . And finds the crowd there is responsive! ... And a thousand girls staged a near-riot try- ing to get a $12-a-week job..... Whereas a fellow dickering for a young millionaire’s yacht learned that it would cost $1000 a week to operate decently. . . to have his name changed “because of prejudice.” ... Yet the latest tele- phone books show more than 10,000 friendly Kellys listed in some five solid pages. . . Oh, well, a gal by the name of Moran became Helen Mor- gan and another by the name of Har- Jean became Jean Harlow. ‘While Manny Goldberg became Eddie Rob- inson. So what? “Lucky seat” cafes spring up. . . Which means, that if you sit in a certain chair, the eats are on the house. . . An attractive young woman perched in a twenty-something story a cop with B. B. shots... And a fellow who carelessly tossed a lighted cigaret from a window set fire to a baby carriage below. .. An Atlantic City summer spot offered Rudy Vallee | 11,000 for a week... And a fellow who had decided that art had nothing left to offer an artist ended it all— broke! Near beer signs appear everywhere Since the adoption of a repeal plank. . .. And look, for all the world, like the old-time real thing... A blimp still strives futiley to use the oft- mentioned mooring mast on the Em- pire State building. . . An erudite young chap of my acquaintance has been struggling along for several years as publicity man for a book firm. . . To help matters out, he knocked off a book of which he was so heartily ashamed that he signed a fictitious name. . . The movies, of course, bought it and he's on easy Street... “Stuttering” Roscoe Ates rarely stutters unless there's money in it. . . And Frisco, who gets his income and fame from stammering, has to be coaxed to stutter when out in public among his friends. . . x % # IN THE CARDS But the funniest to come to my attention in a week concerns the auc- tioning of properties seized in a raid upon one of the very swanky wet spots in the Fifties. The place had been decorated with some $50,000 worth of sculpings, paintings, rugs and such. But when the bidding began the group of society ladies and gents, to- gether with an anonymous crowd of individuals, showed slight interest in A gent by the name of Kelly asked | the elegant fixtures. They waited un- Bay Question HORIZONTAL Answer to Previous Puzzle 11 Cantaloupe, 1 National chair- ut Creat man of the eenee, Democratic 20 eta: party. 21 Frozen. 6 Semi-precious 23 Departs by gem. boat. 11 Profession. 24 Horses, 12 Strife. LIE VIEIL 25Grew dim, HE en BSE ITIONMESIAIGIAIS] 26 In what state away to marry [THIUGHMRIEIMCITMEDIRIT >| {s Chesapeake 16 Metal string. A\ 17 Hurrah! 18 Solitary. 19 Nimble. 21 Danated. take. 22 Unit. 3 Values. 23.4 leading Re 34 plunders. publican con- 35 Channel. gressman. 37 Greedy 24 Rhythm. 38 To drag out. 25 Greasy. 39 Cuban snake. 26 The doctrine 40Golf device. that the world 41 Limestone, is on the whole 42 Talisman. bad. 44 Sea eagle. 27 Couples. 45 Grain. 28 Pertaining to 46 Marked with weight. spots. 29 Cheertully. 47 Constant. 31 Made a mis- 48 Snakes. here, several other readers reported that it had proved si More Leg I fancied they came houses | sweet tooth indulgence and nearly al- on my back 27 Forbearing. 28 To concoct. 29 [ron basket tor fuel. ‘VERTICAL 30 Seaweeds. 1 Malefactor. 31 Ages. ‘2 To make 32To mention. amends. 34 To chatter. 3 Mature. 35 Pertaining to 4 Sheltered the throat. place. 36 Foments. 5 Roving in 38 Face of a quest of clock. knightly 39 Fiber used tor adventure. sacking. 6To guzzle, 41To throw... _ 7To peel. 43 Yearly meeting 8 Wrath. for literary 9 Eccentric. competitions 10 Departs. of Scotland. la a PTT NTE window, amused herself by sniping at), — ee & My conference in Albany with Gov- ernor Roosevelt has convinced me that, The tale goes of two famous viO-/ the platform of the Democratic party linists, both of whom were pupils of the late Leopold Auer. One, a prize pupil, had expected to be invited to play at the funeral services, The other got the invitation. “I should think you would be both- ered and hurt,” a friend said to the neglected one. “Not at all. having to applaud.” 58 TODAY . 2 1S THE “a ANCHE RABY U. S. FIELD ARMY CREATED On Aug. 11, 1918, the U. S. War De- partment announced the organization of the First American Field Army, un- der the direct leadership of Gencral John J. Pershing, corps included. Commanders of the five corps were: with five army adopted at Chicago will be carried out by him with earnest and energetic action—Governor Joseph B. Ely of Massachusetts, ardent Al Smith sup- porter. sa In the absence of the United States the 12 years Japan has This is the first time | ®nd, Russia, I've listened to his playing without | at in Geneva she has largely been a tor of European events that concerned her little—Dr. Inazo Nito- be, member of Japanese House of Peers. e 8 8 ‘There is a vast amount of produc- tive business available—if banking ac- commodation can be extended to fi- nance such productive business.— Federal Reserve Bank statement. * * No one need fear the outcome of Germany because of the Nazis. You could say the future of any country was safe in their hands—Fred H. Chapin, president, National Acme Co., after trip Laisa If I'm guilty of anything, it’s guilty of being e sap.—Maurice Maschke, G. A long-headed person seldom rans short of ideas. By filling in run and ran, as shown in the large letters, and then separating the Tine of letters in the middle, you will form | the words TRUNDLE and TRANSOM. », | sok "~ PROLOGUE In a patch of moonlight the masked rider halted, Just ahead, just beyond the fringe of shadowy mesquite that skirted the desert’s edge, two dusty wagon tracks led out over the mesa. They were all that marked the Yuma- Verdi road, those tracks, and for fifty miles of cactus and sand they. were all that recorded the turbulent existence of an international bound- ary line. But now, like faded, dis- carded ribbons, they stretched, lone- ly and indistinct, across the desert, then dropped abruptly over the edge of the mesa, Minutes passed, The tall rider sat motionless—a brooding statue, silvered with moonlight. Only the eyes moved—cyes that glittered restlessly through the mask, tire- lessly searching that velvet darkness ahead. A fitful night wind crept like a sigh among the mesquite. Once of ee - COPYRIGHT 1931,BY INTERNATIONAL MAGAZINE (0, INC. -~ DISTRIBUTED BY KING FEATURES ‘SYNDICATE, INC. GAY BANDIT th BORDER: by TOM _—_— the horse pawed impatiently at the| % sand, and once he raised his head to} 4 catch some faint, elusive message. Silence. An endless silence while the twisted shadows of the mesquite lengthened before the sinking moon. Toward the far-off Mexican foot- hills a coyote howled. Again silvery, moon-drenched silence, while the long minutes passed. Abruptly, in the same startled sec- ond, both horse and horseman raised their heads. Out of the desert night rose a sound, far off and indistinct. From a formless, pulsating murmur it rolled nearer, until at last the sound resolved itself into the muf- fled tread of galloping horses. Only then the quiet figure in the moonlight moved. A touch of the rein, and the horse stepped forward into the sheltering mesquite, where again they froze to immobile statues, lost in that shadowy obscur- ity. Gently the man’s hand dropped for an instant to the black auto- matic at his side, The barrel was still warm, His knees clasped the horse more tightly. His lithe figure had taken on a new tenseness, and he leaned forward with coldly eager eyes. In the moonlight ahead the night had become dimly peopled with gal- loping horsemen, swinging down to- ward the mesa’s edge. Mexican cav- alry on patrol, They rode in loose ranks, two abreast, talking in low tones. Little whirling pools of sand rose bencath their pounding feet, then died, and in another minute the sound of their hurried passing faded. As the last sombreroed figure melt- ed back into that night of silence, the solitary horseman left the shad- ows and rode slowly to the mesa’s rim. Leaning far out in the saddle, his eyes followed their steep descent to where, almost directly beneath him, the trail turned and plunged steeply downward. There the little cavalcade had halted. In a tight circle they were clus- tered about a huddled figure that lay face downward in the road. Out of the stillness the angry hum of many voices rose to the solitary rider’s ears, and beneath the mask his teeth gleamed in a brief smi He bent forward, watching. Two men had slipped from their horses and raised the limp form in the road- way. For a moment their leader looked at the face, then formed the word “Lopez!” A shiver ran through the group. The night scemed to grow suddenly chill, Uneasily each man peered into the darkn if, it now loomed suddenly menacing. Then from above burst a laugh, wild and jeering, and for a brief in- stant the horsemen below saw out- lined against the desert sky the tall form of a masked rider. Leisurely his gloved hand rose in a derisive gesture, and again that jeering, mocking laugh ted down. A rattle of stones as the horse swerved back, and now the dusty edge of the mesa gleamed white and empty beneath the moon, CHAPTER I On that same moonlit desert, twenty miles to the east, a train ereech of com- brakes, rolled to a stop ra sf ‘ GILL Then from above ‘burst a laugh, wild and jeering, and for a brief instant the horsemen below saw outlined against the desert sky. among the sands and cactus. The solitary passenger in the Pullman looked eagerly out into the night, then glanced at his watch, Frown- ing, he drummed for a moment on the window, then, lighting a cigar- cette, walked toward the door. The first thing one might have noticed about the man was his great size, Tall, large-limbed, with huge shoulders and a chest that curved powerfully beneath the tan tweed suit. His walk, too, gave a sense of vast reserve power, the panther walk of a born wrestler. And next, as if in softening contrast, one noticed the friendly eyes of the man, the full but firm lips, curving upward a littl at the ends, just enough to relieve some of the grimness in the square, clear-cut jaw. He was a man one might turn after in passing; a man one would remember without quite knowing why. About him one felt a sense of poise—a seasoned quality. As if life and perhaps sorrow had given him a maturity beyond his years. Yet he could not have been over twenty-five. Pulling open the door the man looked down the track to where the red lantern of a flagman gleamed, then vaulted over the rear railing of the Pullman. For a moment he stood looking about him while the hét, unforgetable breath of the desert beat in upon him, bringing a mes- sage faintly, provokingly familiar, He felt the soft, dry sand beneath his feet. Behind him the tracks glistened out over the desert, and ahead the great black locomotive panted. On either side faint, ghost- ly clumps of mesquite and cactus stretched endlessly into the night. Again a little vagrant wind stirred the sands. Exultantly he raised bot powerful arms above his head. “Gad,” he rejoiced, “the old desert again.” And once more like some wild thing he sniffed the air. A sound above him revealed the Pullman conductor smiling down from the platform, d tonight?” “Desert smell The big man t’s a smell I’d almost forgotten. Do we stay here long?” “The train from the north is late and we got to wait, Maybe most of the night.” “That puts us hours late into Verdi.” The conductor nodded. “We're due at Verdi junction in forty min- utes—just midnight. We'll be lucky to get there by daybreak.” = For a moment a shadow of disap: pointment crossed the man’s face, then he laughed. “Well, I’ve been fifteen years making it. A few hours’ delay won't be fatal. Verdi junction is four miles from town, isn’t it?’ “A good four miles. The june- tion’s just a tin shed and two pairé of tracks. Rest belongs to the coy- otes.” The conductor looked dispar- agingly out into the distance. “It’s an empty country. Mexican border’ only half a mile south of here. In daylight you can see the boundary posts and sometimes a patrol of Mexican cavalry.” “What are they for—ornament?” “Oh, this part of the world’s al- ways been on a hair trigger. Th still occasional rustling and knife- carving. Right now the Verdi coun- try has one bandit nobody’s been able to get. Seems like there always will be hell popping wherever there’s a boundary line between two na- tions.” He yawned. “I'd get a night's sleep if I were you. The porter can call you just before we hit the junc- tion.” But to the man it seemed only a few minutes after he had closed his eyes that the porter was plucking at the sheets, Through the half-open window, a faint, eery light glowed over the desert’s edge, and the chill of early dawn lay in the air, He dressed quickly asd as the train stopped ran down the steps. The conductor had been right. Verdi junction was nothing much. A hitching post, a weaving, rutted road, and, beyond, the brown sands of the desert dotted by the dull of mesquite and cactus, Already the passenger’s trunk had been swung to the ground. In an- other moment the Pullman lurched forward and the long line of cars pulled away into the red of the sun- tise, Alone in the austere immensity of the desert, the man looked about him, No one in sight. No one to meet him, Near the tracks a wood- en sign confided that Verdi lay four miles to the south, but his eyes, fol- lowing its direction, settled curiou: ly on a black object at the top of a little rise. In the glowing light it resolved itself into a long open car there in the middle of the road. Out- lined against the sky the machine loomed up like some derelict specter abandoned in the midst of the desert. No one at the wheel. The thing was imply there, empty and motionless and inexplainable.. (Te Be ee eee - ERE eet ey er es