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THE SUNDAY ST AR, I27GTON, ;0 MR o Al T TFOUR. -- RHODA, A Red-Headed Girl By Henry Kitchell Webster SYNOPSIS. Forbes meets Rhoda McFar- @ pubdlic dance hall, where she @s Rhoda White. He recalls a in the persomal columns of a r asking for information regard- McFarland. After overhear- Martin land in 18 known diind ed newspa; ing a R ing a conversation between a man called Lewis and a woman, Forbes is sure hite is Rhoda McFarland e specta Iniercat in veriiing this Delies. He Rhoda of this. She re- uses to admit that she s Khoda Mc- arland and gives him to understand that his interest in her affairs is un- The incident recalls vividly the . when h et them apart from other people. THIRD INSTALLMENT. always had as much money as she needed. From somewhere her fa- ther had had a regular supply. From her fourteenth birthday on she'd known exactly how much it was—a hundred dollars a week. At that time he'd be- ~ gun handing it all over to her, except what his small personal wants required, : and had given her the job of keeping their accounts and paying their hotel bills. It had always been in cash—five yellow-backed twenties. She never knew where the money came from. Once she asked him out- right, and he had so pointedly ignored the question that she never asked it again. She was afraid she'd guessed But she hadn't even dared pursue the subject so far as to tell him her guess and ask whether it was the right one. She was afraid it was her Uncle Wil- liam—the ogre. Her whole capacity for fear was concentrated, focused upon that one point. She believed that it was he from whom she and her father had fled, thereby frustrating his inten- tion to take her away. She'd never asked her father any- thing about him: didn't really know ‘whether he was married and had chil- » dren of his own. Her impression, glean- ed from the quarrel she'd overheard in the b\mglow had been that he had. Her nightmare was that he would ce_upon her, carry her off to his 321:. where he could order her about, shut her up, decree punishments, gloat over her with those shining teeth of his. The only panic she ever felt when going about alone on her small excur- sions to the shops took the form of a . belief that she had seen him or that he was l’ounw!nfl her. She supposed he ~was rich; his self-important air on his visit to the bungalow strongly suggested it. If he was the source of the money they lived on, then it meant that he knew where they lived and that he was, “tor some reason she couldn’t fathom, 2 his time. But she was, as a mat- anter of fact, too healthy and happy, even = well occupied, to think about him <= smnuch. ~= Really she'd never lacked friends. At <7“least she'd always felt herself surround- “-med by friendly people. ‘But her father's ~=often repeated instruction not to tell ““who they were or where they came from, to answer no nal questions at all, - brought it about that most of her (Hmdlhl& were with members of the stafl of hotel rather than with resi- dents. These latter, too, soon began ask- New s. Had she no mother? B .. 't she go to school? What did her father do all day long? Wasn't she lonely? Was there no one to look after her? She couldn't answer questions like that and had to sheer away from the le who asked them. ere was one exception among the gueets, a middle-aged, pretty woman, .+ :» Who always wore black—a widow, Rhoda supposed. She didn't ask many ques- “*:~ tions because she was deaf, so deaf that you had to shout to make her hear. She ‘was going to a school where you learned lip reading. school was downtown, «-.and Mrs. George, whose deafness had £~ come upon her .suddenly, hated to ven- ¥ ture down into that confusion alone. Her need was a godsend to Rhoda, who volunteered to go with her every morn- 8. Sometimes they took rides or went shopping afterward. But the principal attraction of these expeditions for /. Rhoda was the school itself. She went 4~ into the class with Mrs. George and, %7/ having nothing else to do, she sat and “” watched and learned lip-reading her- # s self. They did it by movies—close-ups— "2 and they gave you a typewritten page that showed what the person was say- ing. It took Mrs. George three months “* to learn, but in half that time Rhoda was infallible at it. It made life more amusing. She liked to ride in the elevated and watch peo- %.... ple talk down at the end of the car. tolerable during the next four (Continued Prom Eleventh Page.) ve of Lieut. William Shehan, ‘where a spray of flowers was placed. Sun- day evening the chapter members were honored guests of the Metropolitan Bap- tist Church. The pastor, Rev. John C. Ball, delivered an Armistice day ser- mon. Flowers were placed at the foot of the cross beneath the church service flag in honor of Charles Weaver, hero son of the chapter president, Mrs. Ethel 8. Nock. A bugler from the Marine Band sounded the “Call to Colors,” as a Boy Scout placed a flag at the altar. _ ‘The pledge of allegiance was led by Mrs. i« Walcott Simmons and Mrs. Gertrude “'‘Lyons sang “Taps” assisted by the « - Marine bugler. At 10:30 a.m. Monday 4.“# the annual service flag raising at the * Capitol was an impressive ceremony. In E every oity and hamlet of the United ' 7: States mothers again placed their serv- ' - ice fllr in their windows as in the day ¢ of 1918, but many more gold stars have - been added. As the United States serv- # ice flag of the American War Mothers %' slowly rose to its place neath “Old - Glory,” guided by the hands of a U. S. # Marine, delegated for that service by . Gen, Wendell C. Neville, and a blue- # - Jacket of the United States Navy, as- 72 signed by Admiral Charles Hughes, the ..~ War Mothers stood with bowed heads %7 and thankful hearts that America is at . peace with the world. Maj. Gen. Peter C. Harris, adjutant general during the ‘World War and father of Capt. Charles Harris, who at the age of 21 gave his i%47life in service, being killed in the Ar- ~. gonne Forest, spoke of the work of his ., department during the World War. Maj. 2 % William L. Fisher, executive officer to '« the chief of chaplains of the Army, gave %/, the invocation and “Taps” were sound- ed by a bugler from the 16th Field Ar- ¢/ tillery. At 2:30 p.m., at the close of the American Legion ceremony at Arlington, *% »; by Mrs. Claudia Geary and Mrs, Theo- + dore Schwegler, placed a wreath on the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. members attended the evening serviccs at the Auditorium. « November 22 the Thanksgiving meet- ~ ing and birthday party will be held in the blue room at the Hamilton Hotel. In December a large benefit card party .. will be given in the Chantilly room, to ¥ «which the public is invited. The Washington Cultus Club met with ‘Mrs. Herman W. Smith Tuesday. After the social hour and luncheon the presi- dent_called the meeting to order. At w conclusion of the usual ‘business Mrs. <, Jesse C. Adkins read a paper on “The %* Progress of Finland"; Mrs. W. 1. Dyer’s paper on “Women of Northern Europe” | ‘was of special interest to a woman's club, and Mrs. Lucy Copeland presented *Character Sketches of Norwegians in 4% America.” The next meeting will be held in the Tesidence of Mrs. 4e The Speech-Reading Club of Wash- . fnigton held an open meeiing November . in; the auditorium of the ¥. W. C. A. NE thing that went a long way toward making her situation years was the fact that she'd Mrs. William Hamilton Bayly, assisted | Many | . Ramsay Nevitt, at Copytight 1929, North American Newspaper Alliance and Metropolitan Newspaper Service thought she was older than that. But 16 was still a child, according to law. You weren't of age until you were 18— or was it 21?2 And if Uncle Willlam knew where she was and learned of her father's death he'd come and get her and she wouldn't be able to get away from him. Well then, the only safe thing for her to do was to disappear ¥ 14 1ty m LERANT i (s | no one had tried to put an obstacle in | her path. Except for a telegram, purporting to come from Florabel in Denver, which she had slipped out early that morning and dispatched to herself, she had nothing to show any one as an indica- tion that she had a friend in the world —and it wasn't much , since, if you looked at it closely, you saw that it hadn't come from Denver at all. But it had served its purpose with the manager of the hotel, the doctor, the minister who had read the funeral service in the undertaker's chapel. No |one guessed—no, they couldn’t have guessed—that the grave child who was making her decisions and arrangements so quietly and competently was in flight before a terror. They'd probably thought her a cold-blooded little thing, though. | with her to the funeral and went from the little chapel to the stafjon. She asked a woman with a Travéler's Ald badge to direct her to a night's lodging. She had spent that night at the Y. W. C. A, where nothing important | happened except that she pi~ked her When, about a fortnight later, an hour after she and her father had finished their late dinner, the blow fell, she hadn’t been surprised at all. And when she and her father had din- ner in the restaurant, his long preoc- cupied silences did not leave her rest- less. She would be sampling conver- sations from all over the room. It was a real bereavement when Mrs. George l;’n"the hotel and went to New York ve. But the best friendship of those four hotel years didn't begin until after Mrs. George had gone. It was with Miss Bacon, whose first name was Florabel, the public stenographer. he had a jolly young voice and nice smile, She didn’t ask any prying oues- tions, nor did she—a thing oda couldn't bear—show openly that she was sorry for her. Independence was Florabel's sacred word. She might make more money, she told Rhoda, working as somebody's secretary, but this way she was hr own boss. Everybody, Florabel said, even a girl who was almost sure to get mar- ried, ought to have a trade. Then, if anything unexpected happened, she's got something to tie to. “Of course, not if she’s rich,” she added. “I'm not rich,” Rhoda said. -“At least, I don't think we are. Father expects to be pretty soon. I wish I could learn ;t:r:fznphy. I suppose it's awfuily But Rhoda, as it turned out, was one of those lucky people who simply can't ml&sp‘er}: a word that they've ever seen print. “I could teach you myself,” Florabel volunteered. “I'd like to, first rate. I haven’t much to do, hardly ever, in the middle of the morning or in the middle of the afternoon.” ‘l";rhlt will be awfully nice,” Rhoda There never was a more enthusiastic pupil, and Florabel seemed 8s excited about it as she was herself. She vorked over the preliminary exercises until her hand cramped and then until it ceme uncramped again. But by the end of two months she could type a clean page, if sne didn't try to go too fast, and she was taking slow dictation that Florabel read out of the newspaper. But now she ha sal a new worry. Her Building. An interesting program was given, opening with a greeting by Miss Florence P. Spofford, the club's presi- dent, to the audience of from 150 to 200 members and guests. Mrs. R. O. Beard of Minneapolis gave an address on “The Local and National Work for | the Deafened.” Miss Elizabeth E. Sar- |gent briefly explained the value of speech-reading for the deafened by way of introduction to a demonstration, con- ducted by Miss Louise Wimsatt, teacher of speech-reading in_the public schools of this city. Mrs. Katherine Madden and Misses Betty Wright and Frances Downes gave the replies. Elwood Street, director of the Com- munity Chest of Washington, talked on | “The Value of & Specialized Agency in |a Community Program,” in which he | likened such an agency to a specialty | shop and the general agency to a de- partment store. Dr. R. O. Beard, professor emeritus of physiology, University of Minnesota, in | pounded his theory that all the senses other. phone set, but the lack was mitigated instructor, of Baltimore, who sat for- ward on the platform and repeated by lip movements every word uttered by the speakers. Thus the speech-readers in the audience were enabled very large- 1y to follow what was being said. A motion _picture was shown, entitled | “Open Doors,” a vivid picturization of the difficulties endured by the hard-of- { hearing school child until taught to sup- plement the hearing with signt. Under the auspices of the American Association of University Women, Dr. Benjamin R. Andrews of Teachers' Col- lege, New York City, will deliver, on | Friday evening at 8:30 o'clock, the first of a series of lectures on “New Inter- pretations of the Changing Sociai | Order” at the clubhouse. His subject will be “The Home as Affected by the Changing Social Order.” Tke series wili consist of six lectures, one each month throughout the Winter, to which the general public is invited. A nominal admission charge will be ‘made to par- who will lecture, in addition to Dr. An- drews, are: Mr. Joseph Wood Kruich, dramatic_ critic, The Nation, “The Stage”; Dr. Joseph Hart, Univeristy ot Garrison Villard, “The Newspaper"; editor The Nation, Mr. | tin, | York City, cessity.” jcialist in thrift in the Department of Agriculture and was assistant director of savings in the Treasury Department before his appointment as assistant pro- fessor of household economics at Teach- ers’ College. He is th> author of nu- merous % bllEtlom on economics of the housel edited Lippincott's Family Lifel 8. tially pay expenses of the course. Those | Wisconsin, “The Church”: Mr. Oswald | Lewis Unter- | meyer, “Poetry”; Dr. Everett Dean Mar- | director _ People’s Institute, New | , “Creative Lelsure as & Ne- | Dr. Andrews served as a spe- | had a queer blue color sometimes mu!] frightened her. He insisted it was nothing, and when she found out ac- cidently that he'd been to see the doc- | tor who lived in the hotel he told her it was for a touch of indigestion. Flora- bel was urging her now to go out and find herself a regular job. She was as as she'd ever get until she’d had some actual business experience. Rhoda wanted to do it, but she felt she couldn't without telling her father about the plan_before putting it in execution. And she knew—she could fairly see the ha- rassed, frantic look that would come in his eyes when she did So she put Florabel off, saying she would go looking for a job some time, but she didn't see that there was any hurry. At the end of one of these conversa- tions she saw something in her friend's face that made her ask, with a catch in her breath, “Is there any special hurry that you know about?” Florabel hesitated. “I sort of hated to tell you,” she said. “Why, I'm not going to be here very much longer. You see, I'm going to marry Mr. Gage. And that means I'm going to Denver to live. xAl’ld"lI like to see you settled before Rhoda hated to remember the little scene that followed. She'd said, in her hurt bewilderment, some pretty mean things, about independence and so o) and sl made Florabel cry. They'd made it up, though, within the hour. She helped Florabel shop and she went to the wedding and saw the couple off on the train. She liked Mr. Gage. He gave her his card. If anything ever happened to her, he said, and she found she wanted any help, she was to write or telegraph. She refrained from asking him what he thought might happen. Of course, she really knew. ‘When, about a fortnight later, an hour after she and her father had fin- ished their late dinner, the blow fell, she hadn't been surprised at all. She had had the doctor there within 10 minutes, but shed known then that it was too late for his remedies to do any real good. They gave him a hypodermic and he relaxed, so that for a while he talked, but_eonfusedly. A little later he stared at Rhoda in a frightened way and tried to speak to her, waving the nurse away as he did so. The only words she had been able to hear, when he lapsed into unconsciousness, were ‘“papers” and “your Uncle Willlam.” Soon after that he died. And Rhoda faced the problem of her future alone She was 16, and lots of people Dirt-filled olf comes from your crank= case to the AG. Oil Filter had happened. Looking back now on those days, after the passage of two years so packed with life that they seemed longer than the four that had preceded them, she won- dered that she had been able to fol- low out t) resolution so s ily that | an address on “Hearing Is Health," ex- | are so closely related they help each | The Speech-Reading Club was un- | able to demonstrate an auditorium ear- | by Miss Olive Whildin, speech-reading | Clean ol flows from thefilter £ back to your engine Change your | AC | Oil Filter Cartridge { Every 10,000 Miles ! FHIS efficient filter which takes | L the dirt out of your engine’s oil only needs attention once in 10,000 miles. | Let your dealer take out the dirt- | laden cartridge and put in a new one. This simple operation will | keep the oil itself so clean that ou can use it unchanged for | ,000 miles. That’s economy which pays its way. See your dealer now. | AC Spark Plug Company Frint, Michigan @1929, AC Spask Plug Co. | | father didn't seem very well. His face before he had time to find out what |new name. She'd had one all chesen, but when they gave her the register card to sign she'd begun writing her ald |one, Rhoda Whitehouse McFarland. | Half way through she'd seen what she | was doing and stopped. Well, Rhoda | White made a good enough name, and she was glad that she hadn't dis The next day she took her suit case| th‘o#li She'd have felt lonely deprived of that. The very next day she found a job and met Babe Jennings. The job was the News, where Florabel had told her they took girls without experience in the stenographic department and trained them themselves. Her acquaintance with Babe had pro- gressed siowly at first, and it wasn't until she'd been working for the paper six months that the older girl ap- proached her with a proposal that they live together. Babe was excited aboul {an ad she'd taken of a studio for rent | cheap, unbelievably cheap—$75 a month. It was really a whole apartment—two | bedrooms and a kitchenette, beside the | OTgal {studio itself. Her scheme was that they | get two other girls and that the four of | them should keep house in it. They rented the studio and found two other girls to share it with them. These girls were dancers, members of the corps du | ballet of the opera. To_Rhoda the thing had been like the happy ending of a story. The companionship of likeable people of her own age went to her head. She would |sit and beam sometimes in sheer en- | joyment of it, unable to tell the others what she was grinning at, until the thing itself became a joke among them. She liked her job and was promoted to be special stenographer to one of the younger men on the executive stafl. The only imperfection in her life was the fear she felt, every now and then, that it was too good to last. There was no real threat, was there, in Martin Forbes' imaginary discov- eries? She didn't know any one named Lewis nor any one who could be spoken of as “C. J.” The only person who could be advertising for her was her uncle. For all she knew, he might have been doing it for years: off and on ever girls knew her story, and they wouldn’t give her away If they did. She wouldn't risk asking Babe any questions, though, about Martin. How well. she wondered, did Babe know him? The thing to do| now was to go to bed and to be sound asleep before she came home. But she was only half undressed| when she heard the click of Babe's key. She felt her skin tingle as she thought, she recognized the voice of the man who was urging Babe to let him come in for a smoke. Babe was firm and sent him away. Rhoda put on her bathrobe and slip- pers and came into the studio. “Whn was that who brought you ‘home?" she asked. “You ought to know. dearie” Babe told her. “He's your friend, not mine. | When he found out I lived with you, I couldn't push him off.” “Was it Max Lewis?” Rhoda asked. “None other, darling,” said Babe. “I hui‘ forgotten you had two of them to- night.” There was a silence for a moment after that, When Babe spoke again it was in a different manner. “He asked me one queer thing about you, Red. He asked me if your real name wasn't Rhoda McFarland.” (Continued in tomorrow’s Star.) (Copyright, 1t Overcoats for Greyhounds. | Greyhound racing is to continue at | Wembly, near London, during the Wi | ter months. The dogs will wear ove: coats made of face cloth in various rac- ing colors and lined with tweed, the fashionable for women's t | giene, topography, fleld engineering, in- | since she'd disappeared. 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Decatur 3320 Marine Corps Notes The instruction courses for the Re- | serve officers of the corps for the com- | ing year's encampments at Quantico, Va., and at San Diego, Calif., respec- tively, are to include the following: Ma- chine guns, 3-inch trench mortats, slT- nals, 37-mm. guns, grenades, automat rifle, bayonet, weapons, musketry, hy- terior guard duty, drills and adminis- | tration. There will be no units of the corps nized for chemical warfare during | the coming year, although should ne- | cessity arise there are quite a few offi- cers of the corps who, being graduates of the United States Army’s Chemical ‘Warfare School (Edgewood Arsenal, Md.), are qualified to disseminate | knowledge to troops anent the uses of | gases. Brig. Gen. Robert H. Dunlap, who is | now on leave status in Europe, is due to report at corps headquarters in Jan- uary for assignment to station of duty. In the event that the Chinese situa- tion does not require reinforcements to the present regiment being maintained at Shanghai, China, it is expected Gen. Dunlap will be assigned to command the West Coast expeditionary base of the corps, at the naval base; San Diego, Calif., although no positive official or- ders have been thus far issued. Former Q. M. Sergt. Oswald Bros- seau has been passed by the Ma- rine Corps junior examining board at corps headquarters as being eligible for promotion to quartermaster clerk and has been so appointed and assigned to duty at Marine barracks, Parris Island, | Maj. Arthur J. White, who has been attached to the Department of the Pa- cific (Marine Corps), has been ordered to duty at Marine barracks, Quan- tico, Va. Col. James Carson Breckinridge, who has heretofore been attached to the Quantico base, is to be detached there- from on December 28 and assigned to command the Marine detachment, American legation, Peiping, China. First Lieut. William N. McKelvy, jr., son of Col. William N. McKelvy, United States Marine Corps, retired, of this city, has been ordered detached from duty in Guam, M. I, to duty in the Department of the Pacific (Marine Cotps) in the United States. Capt. 8. L. Zea, who is taking a course of instruction at the Army Motor School, Camp Holabird, Md., has been in this city on leave for the past few ys. Col. Louis M. Gulick has been tempo- rarily in the city on leave status for the past few days and has been stop- ping at the Metropolitan Club. First Lieut. William Ulrich, heretofore attached to Marine barracks, navy yard, Mare Island, Calif., has been ordered to duty at the Quantico base and is due g: report about the middle of Decem- T, The senior examining board of the Marine Corps, as also the junior ex- amining board of the Marine Corps, will be in session at corps headquarters, this city, during the coming week. upon arrival During the past week two former THE I TWIN commandants of the corps have been temporarily undergoing treatment at_the Naval Hospital, this city—namely, Maj. Gen. Commandant George F. Eiliott, United States Marine Corps. retired. and Maj. Gen. George Barnett, United States arine ,Corps, retired, former commandant of the corps. Mountains of Cobblestones. Automobile tourists through the northern part of California are liable to have their attention attracted to mountains of cobblestones frequently seen. Sometimes these piles are 50 or 60 feet high and several hundred feet long. They are never beautiful and they add nothing to the landscape. In fact, they are eyesores, but there is little prospect of their removal. These piles are the accumulation of the gold dredges, gigantic constructions which eat their way through the land and leave a trail of desolation. Farm lands and orchards are bought up by the operators and left in ruin, for the land is useless for any purpose whatever after the passage of the dredger. These machines cost about a quarter of a million dollars, but the cost of opera- tion is very small. A large quantity of the earth must be treated to recover a -small quantity of the yellow metal, but at that the business is very profit- able. The stones taken from the soil are useful only to grind up for cement, but the piles standing today will offer crushed stone sufficlent for the de- mands of the entire country for many years. Evening Parade of Crawfish. Shelifish have their peculiarities, from the crawfish that hold a goosestep march at sundown to the crab that decorates himself with all sorts of un- dersea life. Looking down into clear depths at sunset, where the crawfish are apundant, one may be lucky enough to see the crawfish parade in their ridiculous, solemn fashion, their gog- gly eyes peering about and their long, stilted legs going up and down. ‘The procession is single file, the nose * of one crawfish close to the tail of the one ahead. Whether it is a concerted stalk for the evening meal, for exer- cise, or simply a sort of crawfish eve- ning ritual it is impossible to tell. Laziest Creature in World. The hobo of the fish world is the shark-sucker, or remora, a lazy idler without the ambition to move on its own motive power. By means of a sort of large vacuum cup on the back of its head, it fastens itself to some larger fish, preferably a shark, because that is more of a gormandizer, and rides about the sea, living on the re- mains of his host's meals. Some tales relate that in return the remora acts as a guide and danger signal for the “t:z"k' but that sounds like a real fish s Official Service Eisemann Magnetos CREEL BROS. 1811 14th St. N.W. 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