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4 e THE DAILY ALASKA EMPIRE, SATURDAY, JAN. 10, 1931 By CLIFF STERRETT f’OLLY AND HER PALS =7 fL—‘m\\b\.”-Y NCT You MADE A NEW YEARS RESOLUTION 0 "5PEAK NO EViL OF .. ANYBUDDY. SIMMONS * Beds, Springs, Mattresses, WOT MAKES Y/S0 SURE J BECAUSE THAT CERTRUDE ANT H T KNOW LTS S THAT DEAREST 2 15 INNOCENT. ’ i 7 ASHUR HATS BESIDE THE POINT, Paw. THE LIL DEMON BUST THAT WINDOW, WITH “OH, Y'DONT KNOW NELLIE, LIKE I Do* SAID THE NAUGHTY LTTLE BIRD OV NELLIES HAT. Y'MEAN | 7oAy 1 MUSTNT TELL GERTRUDES MAW ON HER? ) Cots and Couches Springs and mattresses, unless they are experience- planned, with the knowledge of years that makes them scientifically comfortable, upsets the entire plan of Comfort. Here, truly, is the foundation of comfort. Resilient, yet strong, bending to the needs of comfort, relaxing as the sleeper moves, yet properly resisting, The Foundation Must Be Right Thomas Hardware Co. L SERRET - 9- enne failed to grasp PARKS ON ALAMEDA ster cignificance of the i vead TO ARRIVE TUESDAY| - ol fight back, of cou: ‘That means | I thought you'd be dressed, Aileen.” every rag in the country will be She pulled off her hat and tossed | full of it. So, if you can stand it—| it carel y on the table. Under gossip item or does )¢ IlIIIlIIIflfll]lflfli“fllflllmllllllflIIlllllmlmlIIiIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIlIIIIIHIIIIIIII I don't think it will do a lot of |her arm was a magazine. With a believe it a joke? Sez Mon- harm to Vivienne.” twinkle ih her eyes, she dropped ia chapter. “He's right, Aileen,” Jimmy sald.|in Aileen's lap. Gov. George A. Parks, who spent SYNOPSIS: Beauty and tal- )seven, but they couldn't be I\ex':'“ “Sur Klein had calmed down. “Have you seen that?” she askec the holidays with his parents, M: ent are bringing cuccess to two | yet. Nevertheless it was Jimmy's|“We've got to handle it quietly by |gaily. “The Gray twins are getting| There wiil be a and Mrs. James Parks, in Denver, vew York sisters, Aileen ]voecc that came to her over thejourselves. You stay here with|infamous. Honestly, it's a scream!" munication of Mt. Juneau Lodge | Sailed from Seaitle this morning on , old- | 3 | Aileen, Jimmy. I'll run up and see Aileen stared down at the open | No. 147, F. & A. M. at the Masonic | the steamer Alameda and is due a | “Are you dressed?” he asked ex- Dwight Channing. Il meet you|page, too stunned to 100k up at Temple, Monday evening at T7:30 | home next Tuesday. He did not go yeang and Vi cr sister has en g chance to star in Max K | citedly. “If you aren’t in the tub|all at eight o'clock, and maybe Tl | Jimmy. oclock. All members and visiting | to Washington on this trip but new musical show, snap into something, Kid. Klein's| bring him with me.” “Well, Tll be darned!” he mut- Brethern urged to attend. By order plans to visit the national capital Christmas Siocking.” Vi | here and we're coming up.” | Soon after he left Vivienne came | tered. ot il e it i voung and headstrong, is posing | “What's wrong?” Aileen asked in|n. (Copyright, 1930, by The Macaulay J. W. LEIVERS, | for D wight Chadnly, seilx, || aletmn, “Hello, you two! Am I late? Why, Company) —ad Secretary. | Play 1naoor Goh ac The Alaskan while he paints a series of mur- “Nothing that can't be straight-) .- F e g N G i » 5 als for a new theatre. Channing | ened out,” Jimmy reassured her,) : is interested in his model, and |‘“but there's something we've go{: | | ihe owner. Jimmy Crane, theat- | with a face like a thunder cloud | | Aileen had never seen him so be-| de himself. He looked about. “Give | Service - when a rainsterm ruins a bor- | to talk about and take some action | - . rewed dress she is wearing, he | pronto.” e lis | I ears v promises to make it right with lein came puffing into the room i L] rical press agent, is in love with Aileen, but she refuses to re- cpond to his affection until Vi- |me a drink that'll sock me, or T'll} | viennc's future is settled. An | bite myself.” I advertising stunt engineered by Jimmy went to the kitchenette! Jimmy put Aileen on the front |and pulled out a tray of ice-cubes. | pages of the New York papers, ' Klein looked as though he might | but earns her the bitter jealousy Give me that bottle!” he) the actress “Can't you see I need it | straight!” He poured a generous | portion and proceeded to drain the YOU GET THIS SERVICE Chapter 8 | Blass. A STAB IN THE BACK | “Show her the damned thing| TO BEGIN WITH YOU GET QUALITY— “ Broadway had been enjoying a|Jimmy,” he directed angrily. Crane All coal. All good ki“ds, all sizes. Screened. two-day thrill. passed Aileen a clipping torn from | Jaded by sensations, its footlight|the week's Tattle Tales. “Some- ® [ pepulation was amused by the ncws‘body's going to be skinned alive | that old Max Klein was about to. when I find out who planted that!”| | blazon a brand new name in the Klein went on as Aileen read the| 1 S a I 3 a 1 O | lights before his theatre. Jimmy |offending paragraphs .. . . e i e V ' l | Crane’s most sanguine hopes had | TWO BIRDS OF PLUMAGE | been far surpassed by the news re-| FEATHER THEIR NESTS s of Aileen Gray's discovery. | It is being discreetly whis: Miss Santa Claus’ court entrance peared that a charming pair of el PR | to taste the wonderful flavor of Hills n a simple o apparently solved the problem | of attaining that utopia so dear | signal for a| to some feminine he | wagraphers campete, 'y o it of T vy dam- Bros Coffee...a flavor developed by the prisoners were driven uptown m“ der the wing of one of the wis- Channing’s car. With Max Klein| est and richest old birds in and Vivienme they had lunched at| the shadow of Times Square. | the Ritz. Klein was beamingly gra-| It is said that New York will roasting the blend evenly = o continuously cious to his newest star and Chan-| see much of her in the glare hing appeared to find her piquantly| of the footlights this season. vienne, somewhat pet- The other fair siren will \d thed in reflected glory.; also be seen, so the story goes, ond-fiddle tended to! in poses by the artist whose Cleaned. Two thousand pounds to the ton— full measure. YOU GET COURTEOUS SERVICE— From experienced drivers—your coal delivered without fuss or dirt. £ £ £ = E £ £ £ E £ £ YOU GET GUARANTEED SATISFACTION— Every ton must satisfy. ® YOU GET PROMPT DEPENDABLE SERVICE— Just call any transfer company or 412. YOU GET CONVENIENT CREDIT— “Your credit is good if your credit is good.” PACIFIC COAST COAL CO. Juneau’s Fuel Merchant—35 Years she had Playing cramp her style, check for a $1,000 dress ° . Max Klein made mental note| recently sent to one of the ! of the younger sister's resemblance| town's most nifty ateliers. to her lovely mother. Yes, she had| Aileen flushed crimson. “Oh, who COFFEE ROASTED IN BULK LACKS THAT RICH,’ | the same first-violin tendencies. A'dared!” She cried out in anguish high-strung, delicate instrument, “That's exactly what I want . this luxury-loving It would re- to know!" Klein's manner was men- quire a master touch to bring out|acing. “In the first place, Alleen, FRAGRANT FLAVOR WHICH 1S ALWAYS Ui the best in her. I'm sorry. There's no need say- Klein might be bluntly crude at|ing that Jimmy and 1 wouldn't a t a times, but his insight into charac-|stcop to gettin’ publicily in such a | PRODUCED BY HILLS BROS’ PATENTED, CON- T T L L L L L LT ' For Wayne Oil Burners ter was almost inlallible. He had rotten way. The story ain't true, frequently sensed harmonies where|and whoever knows you knows it others found only discords. Of' ain't. That goes for my friends, See Hawver | | | course, he had had his failures,!tco. But of course a lot of people i heart-breaking ones at times. But|think every theatrical manager has * TINUOUS PROCESS P CONTROLLED ROASTING in his philosophy, trying made life a harem. I'll admit that the the- Semthwhile. He had,seen Suitealhfre nin't exaetly a Sunday Schodll: = R B B B & W~ @ 0 ieoupiaoc koot o EREERGE L PR S I FERERE R | ] e———t it lot of silk purses produced from ap-|but in all the years I've been put- e e e e e E———— parent sows' ears. Vivienne's case| ting on plays, there ain't a man or was different. She was a silk purse woman who can dig up dirt on me.” L —a little too fine—a silk purse with| “Max, don't!” Aileen begged him. too little in it. And that was dan-|“You've been perfectly wonderful i gerous, | —first to Dad and then to me. It's OF ALL THE foods and delicacies that come to Jimmy Crane fgund meanwhile a vile thing to publish—but I sup-| your table there ar s that he rather likel Dwight Chan-|pose every girl on the stage hag y 5 are few that can inspire your taste ning. Yet he resented the ease to expect such things. I wont say| like Hills Bros. Coffee. Every sip abounds in fra- with which the man made himself | I don't mind it—but I can stand . agreeable, Knowing his crowd had|it, Max. It's that nasty lie about gx:nnt, Savory, full-bodied goodness such as you made Vivienne restless and discon- | Vivienne that—makes me want to| will never find in any other brand. Why not make the New Year Brighter, Happier and Easier for the Housewife? tented. |choke whoever wrote such a vi- It's th Hills B Coff Aileen was too Lappy to realize' cious thing.’ ’ s the way Hills Bros. ‘ee is reasted that that her ambition was almost with-| “Yeah." Klein nodded. “But that A NEW AUTOMATIC ELECTRIC g in her grasp. Klein had set Octo- isn't getting us anywhere. Of makes it such a joy to drink. Instead of roasting ber sixth as the opening date. He'course the guy don't mention names| their blend in bulk, Hills Bros. roast only a few had decided not to risk production —and it takes a pretty slick lawyer . gny sooner. There must be no to put anything on that sheet. But pounds at a time. By exact control of heat, every rough edges. The weather would be I am not doing to lie down under| berky is roasted evenly—to Detter then; people would be in'any such stab in the back. Maybe f: d . .'h“ degree where all fown. With the heralding of the I know who done it and maybe I'm| Of the flavor nature gave it is developed to perfec- thow, its reception was assured. 80 all wet—but it wouldn't take much! tion, How diff 3 e meant to make its premiere one thinkin' for you to suspect who I erent from the bulk-roastmg method WASHER Would be a great help Sbat would be remessbered. | mean.” in which exact flavor-control is impossible! Alone in her cosy apartment that| “Not—Vellamy?” Aileen spoke be- As f: s = was now brighter for flowers Aileen | fore she could restrain herself. ast as Hills Bros. Coffee is roasted and Alaska Electric Light and Power Company £at by the window, watching the re- “That's my guess,” Klein con- round, it is pack . i 3 b s sndet i the SUS.ticnad. - Wiat T (e RRatN - B0 Y packed in vacuum cans that keep it She had just come in from re- how she got this dope about Vivi-| always fresh. Air, which destroys the flavor of hearsal. For a whole half hour she enne. Vellamy doesn't know Chan- 3 could relax, then bathe and dress ning.” coffee, 's. taken out and kept out of the vacuum for dinner. That was one trouble,! “She might know someone at| cans Ordmary cans, even if ai.t.fish(, do not keep she thought, and smiled. She was Gallatin’s,” it occurred to Jimmy. always on the go. Even her private “Aileen, you rémember that dréss coffee fieSh‘ life was public now, and it was Viv wore—the night she got drench- . good policy for her to be seen din- ed in his car. She said Channing Gmcel:s everywhere sell Hills Bros. Coffee. ing in the smartest places. | was going to phone Gallatin and| Ask for it by name and look for the Arab—the Meanwhile Viv was busy, posing fix it up with him.” for Dwight Channing. She went| “But all that is perfectly inno- trade-mark—on the caq. to his studio every day. Aileen 'did cent!” Aileen protested wildly. “You pot know and had not asked just can't think Viv—" oL what sort of pictures Channing was| “No, T don't. But people might,” working on. Except at night, the Jimmy reminded her. 3 ‘sisters saw little of each other, but| *Jimmy, don’'t let her see it1" Alleen had insisted on Vivienne's ' Aileen burst out crying. the evenings with her. | “Just a moment, daughter,” Klein The housc phone rang and Aileen said quietly. “We gotta face the i i got up to jearn who was calling. facts .If T start an action, agamszl and Jimmy were due at Vellamy or Tattle Tales, they'll both o191 P : ] ) Stationery, Diaries, Autograph Books, Photo Albums, Candles, Tillicum Boats and Autos Geo. M. Simpkins Co. Open Evenings Printing and Stationery |

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