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YER NEW CLUBS 15,700 HEAVY. * SYNOPSIS: Pierre, unaware | that the mine is promoted by his cotranged father, gives Brucc his mother's savings to invest in it. Bruce, who had in- {,1rupted when he thought was A leve ¢ between his wife, Ann, while urging Pierre to leave for dramatic €chool in the mcrning, had really been dis- appeinted at his reluctance to use hic money in a venture promising prfit for them all. But Pierre is troubled by Bruce's to Ann on leaving trip for the bank and his father-in- whore he law work. Struggling against a newly discovered leve for Ann, Picrre reveals to her dismay hat he has yielded to Bruce, Japing himself with rcproach- es. Chapter 21 LATE CALLERS When Martin Bevis came home from the bank that evening it was } vou and Pierre won't feel so bad apparent even to his indifferent powers of observation that hi daughter was in a state of nervou excitement very unusual to her se Tene nature When her father appeared in the archway between the hall and the living room she was on her feet white and trembling, her sewing crushed in her hands, gazing with fearful eyes toward the hall as i she waited the coming of som dreadful apparition. “Why, Ann! What" child—are you sick She shook her Where is Pierre? him? “I have been at the bank all the evening, working on my books.” “Oh, where is he? Why doesn’ he come home?” she moaned, pac ing the floor while Martin watchec her in blank amazement. “What in the world has ed, child?” She did not answer but the window and tried to into the night “Is anything wrong with Pierre?’ She turned from the window anc résumed her nervous movement: about the room 've worried unti T'm almost crazy.” “But what's the trouble? Can't you tell me what has happened? She whirled on him suddenly with an outburst which startlec him: “You know well enough Bruce has taken Pierre’'s money It's the meanest, wickedest thing ) ever heard of and you are just as bad as Bruce. Just because he i s0 anxious to make us happy; be- cause he loved us so, you twc beasts have hounded him intc wrecking his own life as if he di¢ not matter at all. You've broken his heart—you've driven him mac —that’s what you have done!” “Nonsense!” said Martin sharply FLAVOR OF UNUSUAI ~ COFFEE DELIGHTS THE MOST CRITICAL Rare Goodness Results fron Hills Bros.” Patented Con- trolled Roasting Process the matter head. Have “Pierre you seen happen- went tc see out Some of the world’s most critical people have tasted Hills Bros. Cof. fee, and declared it the finest. Not only that—they continue to drink Hills Bros. Coffee. For. its flavor never changes! A remarkable roasting process is responsible for this, It is ealled Controlled Roasting—invented patented by Hills Bros. As C- curacy of the hour-glass d%' upon an even, continuous flow . . . @ little at a time . . . so the wonder- ful, uniform flavor of Hills Bros. Coffee is produced by this patented process that roasts evenly, continu- . a little at a time. The advantage is simply thit Every berry is roasted to perfee- tion—something bulk-roasting can’t guarantee, Furthermore, the flavor never varies—something else bylk- roasting can’t guarantee, on- trolled Roasting can! And Hills Bros. Coffee proves it. Every sip has the same satisfying flavor. _In order to preserve this deli- ciousness, Hills Bros. pack their ee in yacuum cans, Air, which | roys the flavor of coffee, is re-! moved and kept out of these cans. 4O!dln‘::z, “air-tight” cans won't ‘ee fresh, But Hills Bros. ‘ee can’t go stale. Order some | \ufl.&.‘ Ask for it by name, and look ! for Arab trade-mark on the can. | Hills Bros. Coffee, Inc., San | isco, California, ©1931 { waited, wringing “Of course it's nonse everything but money is nonsense | to people like you and Bruce. How could you two money worshipers understand a great soul like Plerre Donovan? Pierre is not like com- non people; he is a genius; he is \n artist. You and Bruce have tak- 'n from him something that means | nore to him than life itself. You wave driven him nearly insane, I‘ ¢ll you. In the state of mind he 3 in now he is liable to do any-| hing—kill himself or somebody | ‘Crazy!” cried Martin. “Bosh! The | 0y has done the most sensible| hing he ever did in all his life.| de may or may not be the artist| you think he is, but when it comes 0 business, Pierre Donovan is just 1 natural-born darned fool. If ever | inybody needed some honest, com- | setent business man like Bruce to ake care of his money for him, | he does. I guess when the returns from that mine come rolling in,; wbout it.” A knock at the front door pre- /ented Ann's reply. Martin looked | it her, expecting her to go to the| loor. She started but paused and | urned back. “You go, Pa, I—I'm ufraid.” | Martin gaZed at her stupidly. Afraid of what?” “Plerre—something has happened to him.” The knock came again. “Oh, why! lon't you go?” cried Ann, stamp- ng her foot in an agony of sus- pense. | Martin went into the hall. Ann er hands in ner- vous apprehension. Martin’s voice was heard: “Hello, Tony, what the duce brings you ut at this time of night?” “Father Tony!” cried Ann, run- 1ing to meet him. “Is it anything wbout Pierre? Where is he?” “I—I was so worried I could not sleep,” the old actor answered. ‘Hasn't Pierre come home yet?” { “No, no,” moaned Ann. “What were you worried about?” asked Martin. | “Really, Martin, I fear you will laugh at me, but I don't know ex- actly. I seemed to feel Harriet| sery near. I felt that her boy was| in trouble. I couldn't sleep—I retire rarly, you know, so I got up think- ; ng I would walk in the fresh air. Then I—I saw him.”, “Pierre?” ¢ried Ann, Pierre, Father Tony?” The old man nodded, unable for he moment to reply. “Where was he, Tony?” Martin. The old actor answered as if he qimself doubted the truth of what 2e sgaid: “Down town, near the sank—" he paused. “Well, go on,” said Martin. “Yes, yes, Martin. I went to the irug store first. Then I thought I would come up here just to see if‘ 2e was home and all right. I valked around the square and just 1s I turned around the corner into Elm Street I met him—right near, ‘he bank. T spoke to him; called him by name, and—he turned and ran! Really, I don't know what to} think. Has anything happened, do| you know?” “Enough has happened,” Ann an- nouhced. “Bruce has Pierre’s school money.” i “I was afraid of that,” returned Old Tony. “I could see Bruce was going to make a last effort to persuade him.” He turned on Mar- tin with sudden fury: “And you, too, Martin Bevis—You and your, precious son-in-law shall suffer for this! If there is a God in heaven, you filthy money-buzzards shall| answer for what you have done to Hayriet Noel's son.” They were too shocked by the: 'eld actor's vehemence to speak. Then Ann caught sight of Plerre\ in the hall. He had entered‘ quietly and was on his way up- stairs. “Pierre!” she cried wildly, “The young man paused, regarded them silently and his face was ter- rible to see. ‘Ann spoke timidly: “Won't you come in, Pierre; Father Tony Iis here!” ‘Pierre took a step into the room. Still he did not speak, but ealy looked at them. Ann turned her face away to hide her tears. Martin stared and drew back fearfully. At last Plerre said harshly to Tony:,“What are you doing here?” The old setor answered gently: “I—1 came to see you, Pierre.” “Well, you've seen me—now go on home.” “you saw asked | HEY, CADDIE- MASTER, L GOTTA HAVE ANOTHER ¢ lin his bungling way, me a letter for you, Ann, just as| lat Tony, THE ONE YE GOT HE'S THE BEST « WOT'S WRONG WITH BOY, OF ,THE LOT/ I NEED TWO CADDI SEE? ONE . -TO! CARRY MY BAG, — ¥ By CLIFF STERRETT -ANANOTHER TO WALK THUTTY YARDS, BEHIND ME AN’ ;1 KETCH MY CLUBY ES, M “Go home,” said Pierre. “I don't want to ses ycu or anybody. I'm all right—you don't need to worry about me. I'm going to bed.” But he made no move toward leaving the room—only stood there. Old Tony turned appealing to Ann, “I would go to bed if I were you, | dear,” said Ann, trying to speak in a matter-of-fact way. “It must b2 quite late. Bruce will be back in the morning and everything will be all right then.” “That reminds me,” Bruce gave he was leaving—forgot to give it to you himself, I guess.” Ann read the letter. She gave a little cry, her face white and hor- ror-stricken. Pierre started ward. “Well, what's the matter now?” said Martin impatiently. She made a ghastly effort said Martin to | eral DUNNS IN AUTO " ACCIDENT NEAR [Flock of Pheasants Alr;losl | Cut Short Auto Tour of Coast by Them A flock of Chinest pheasant | near Roseburg, Ore., recently camc |close to putting a sudden end, to |an auto tour of the Pacific Coast |by Clerk of Court John H. Dunn for- | Mrs. Dunn and their son, Clarence, it was revealed today. It put three cars out of commission for a while and caused minor injuries to sev- persons, including Mr. and smile, and slowly shook her head.|Mrs. Dunn. Methodically she replaced the let- ter in the envelope and put it in the pocket of her apron. Then, suddenly, she burst into tears. Pierre ran to her. “Ann, Ann, what is it, dear?” When she could | not answer he put his arm about \her and tried to comfort her with| low murmured words as one might sooth a erying child. | The two men could only gaze| wonderingly at Ann and Pierre and at each other. i A loud knocking at the front door echoed through the house. They gave no heed. The imperative demand was repeated and Ann, still crying, motioned her father to the door. Martin went into the hall. Voices were heard and the old bhookkeeper reappeared with four men. For a long momelt the men stood just inside the room looking at Ann, who was making a des- perate effort to control her grief; | at Plerre, who was supporting Ann; | who timidly withdrew into a far corner; and at Martin, who in great confusion was placing chairs for the unexpected visitors. “Sit down, Mr. Dayton—Mr. Wil- son—" the bookkeeper was as ex- cited as a schoolboy. “Sheriff Bol- ton, have a chair—Scott, sit over here.” (Copyright, 1930, by D. Appleton | and Co.) A lie? Perhaps—but what Tony tells these unexpected | visitcrs tomorrow may avert tragedy’s consequences. DOUGLAS NEWS CAMPING PARTY A party of ive, including the Misses Margaret Abrahamsen, Eli- zabeth Fraser, Alberta Gallwas, Mae Margaret Fraser, and Mrs. Engstrom, started on a camping trip to the end of Douglas Island this morning. Walter Savikko took the girls to their destination where they plan to remain several days. —————————— LEAVE HOSPITAL Dick Kilburn, who received a cut on the head by a fall Saturday, returned yesterday from St. Ann’s Hospital. LOCATED G. W. Hudson and family, who arrived here recently from the States, are now located in the Reisser house on the corner of Fourth and F Streets. e, . . | AT THE HOTELS | . . Gastinean J. E. Smith, W. Carter, Cutter ‘Tallapoosa; J. O. Stenbraten, Ju- neau; N. A. McEachran, Catherine Shields, H. J. Elmendorf, Mrs. J. T. Tenneson, John Tenneson, Seattle; J. B. Woodworth, E. H. Kinder, W, H. Gibbs, Vancouver, B. C. Alaskan Frank Moyar, Auke Lake; A. D. Essobar, Frank Kuzick, Robert Ba- den, Juneau; Mr. and Mrs. H. Ramsay, Fred Wahlen, Ketchikan. Zynda F. C. Clark, Seattle; James Truitt, Juneau; Mrs. J. L. Nelson, Santa Fe, N. M., E. W. Walker, Los Angeles. —————— Wheat and soybeans grown on four and one-half acres of land netted H. H. Atkins of Wake Coun- ty, N. C., a profit of $246.50, Mr. Dunn suffered a cut on his nose, Mrs. Dunn a sprained foot, while Clarence escaped without hurt. They returned here Sun- day after visiting as far south as Agua Caliente, Mexico. The mishap occurred while the Dunns were enroute from Seattle to Medford. Their car was the third in a group of three machines trav- eling close together. Proceeding at the rate of about 40 miles an hour the leading machine halted sud- denly and without warning. scurried into the road ahead of it, and the driver jammed his breaks on to prevent running them down. The next two cars piled up into the front disastrous results. All three ma- chines were damaged considerably In addition to the injuries received by Mr. and Mrs. Dunn two other persons were also hurt. ' The Dunns proceeded to Rox burg to' have their “hutts pdtched up and the car repaired. They were delayed there two days, then proceeded to Medford where they visited an old schoolmate of Mr. Dunn whom he had not secen for 35 years. While there they made a trip to Crater Lake. From Medford they proceeded south to San Francisco for a short Santa Monica Beach. They spent geles, then went to San Diego and to Agua Caliente. Northbound they visited Yosemite and returned to Seattle over Redwood Highway. Clarence, who is a student in University of Washington, will re- main here until late in Septem- ber when he will return to school. BRICE HOWARD, JR., BATS 1,000 PER CENT Brice Howard, Jr., aged 12 years, batted for his father at the recent national convention of Elks in Se- attle and hung up a record of 1,000 per cent. The father, who is resident agent of the Paeific Steamship Company, could not leave here during the steamship tourist season to attend the gath- ering of his fraternal brothers in the Puget Sound metropolis. The son was there on a visit that had been promised him last winter when he remained in Juneau at school while his parents sojourned in the States. The lad, attired in a Totem Pole costume, marched with the Alaska delegation in the Elks parade. Some of the adult Elks from the” North became greatly wearied during the parade and were glad when the end of the route was reached. But Brice, Jr., experienced no strain. He would have been marching yet if the event had been an endur- ance test instead of a display spec- tacle. The lad returned home on the steamship Watson early Sunday morning. —— e NOT LATE IN 12 YEARS JACKSON, Mich.—Found — the school girl with a perfect attend- ance record for 12 long years. When Naida Reynolds was grad- uated from high school here, it was revealed that the girl had not been tardy nor absent since she en- rolled in the kindergarten. Old papers for sale at the Em pire office. ROSEBURG, ORE. A large flock of pheasanis had| machine with | stop, and then to Los Angeles and |&§ eight days there .and in Los An-|= {ATTEMPTING TO REVIVE NONPARTISAN | LEAGUE, TOWNLEY IS TAKING STUMP AGAINST WALL STREET AND INTERESTS 1 | MINNEAPOLIS, Minn., July 20.| i—A. C. Townley, whose Nonparti- san League grew from an idea to a pewerful political organization more than a decade ago, is on the stump[ in efforts to revive it. Moving from town to town in | Minnesota, South Dakota and North | Dakota, he hopes to rekindle the fires of what he describes as the | “agrarian revolt” of 12 years ago, which resulted in control of the| | North Dakota state government by | | the ‘league and effects on politics | |of half a dozen other states. | Then he centered his demanrds for | | reform on alleged abuses of “grain gamblers” in terminal markets,ard | “milling monopolies,” and found | his organization crumbling when ke was sentenced to serve 90 days in| the Jackson County, Minn,, jail for | making allegedly disloyal ul:zr-j |ances during the World Wi, | Now he is concentrating h pro«' l‘gram of “economic rehabilitation” by urging that “Wall Street be curbed of its powers, that the power AC TOWNLEY ™ ‘bership fees of from $8 to $16 each. to run this country be returned to| A failure of a flax 2rdp. on. A the people.” North Dakota farm started Towr- He is preaching that the govern- |ley toward organization of the first ment should declare a moratoriam | 123gue. When he harvested a poor jor interest payments, particularly;¢roP due to dry weather, he found { S SED oetas Mbrtaies the total value of the product was He is slowly building up a fand eSS than the seed. This embitter- |for his organization campaign by|td "im againsi the systet1 of grain | contributions solicited when ho | marke speaks. The first leaiue once had a membership of morz than 200,000 farmers who were asked for mem- - e~ NOTICE TO CAKX OWNERS The ECONOMY GARAGE is cir- culating a petition to have those |CAST IRON TIRE BREAKING |traffic markers removed from the |city streets. We favor a painted line on the streets instead. Per- |sons desiring this change, should PHONE 487 MARKOE STUDIO Photographs of Quality tion, and it will then be presented the City Council. ECONOMY GARAGE, Portraiture, Photo Finish- \ ing, Cameras, Alaska Views, adv. BEN RODEBAUGH. Ete. i ——.—— — | Fer fallen arches or aching feet see DR. FENTON, GOLDSTEIN : BUILDING. —adv. | First National Bank Bldg. JUNEAU, ALASKA g ELECTRIC SUNLIGHT ' MACHINES UNIVERSAL AND EVER READY i TYPES Sold and rented—rentals can be applied on later purchase if desired & Alaska Electric Light and |- Power Co. JUNEAU Phone 6 . DOUGLAS Phone 18 ——— ATHLETIC UNION SUITS PRICED TO SELL J. M. SALOUM Next to Gastineau Hotel drop in at the shop, sign the peti- |\ American Beauty Parlors| . WARTS, MOLES, SUPERFLUOUS HAIRS removed permanently by the most scientific method—KREE MULTIPLY NEEDLE. Electrolysis Mrs. John MeCormick, Licensed Electrologist, is now prepared to give our patrons this added service. MRS. JACK WILSON, Prop. PHONE 397 YOUR ALASKA LAUNDRY Tel, 15 We call for and deliver }| 01 Papers at Tne Empre. 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