Evening Star Newspaper, January 3, 1932, Page 83

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PUZZLES g A picture word square starts off this week's group of puzzies. Den’t let it stump yeu! PICTURE WORD Each of the gueer-looking words below is the name of a famous ship, with the letters jumbled up. Can you guess them? PAINT. ORINTOM. ANATLSUIT. SEEPRUSH. —3 The words missing frem the sentence below are proneunced alike, but spelled differently. What are they? With a sack em his back, he began to the town for orders. g Take a four-letter werd for a heavy ecord, add s, rearrange the letters, and form openings in the skin. Pake a four-letter word for every, add t, rearrange, and form a fraud. b CROSS-WORD PUZZLE. The definiticns are: HORIZONTAL. . Division of a drama. . Watering place. . Proceed. . Consumed. . Upon. . One who argues formally. . Precious stone. . Busy insect . Grasp. . Craft. . Divisions of time. . Member of Parliament (abbr.). . Also . Scuthern State ¢abbr.). . Request, . Likely. VERTMCAL. . Agrieultural student (slang) . System of signals. 3. Bed roem on a boat. . Opening in the skin. . Indefinite article. Bachelor of arts (abbr.) Eastern time (abbr.). . Printer’s measure. Boy's nickname. . Weapon. Hard-shelled fruit. Serpents . Exist. Advertisement. . Answer if you please (abbr.). Cent (abbr.). Negative Mother . Near, THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, JANUARY 3, 1932 %e BOYS and GIRLS PAGE Ghost in the Attic A Mystery Story BY W. BOYCE MORG AN. The junior and senior high schools in the little town of Bairdsville are having an extra December vacation because fire has damaged the school build- ing. The students are bored with the rainy weather and idleness, when “eports start that the ola Blodgett house on the edge of town is haunted. Lights have been seen there, and the weird music of a violin has been heard. Bob Dean, who tells the story, himself sees the light one night, and next day he leads an expedition which explores the house. They find the doors locked, and the windows boarded, but they get inside only to find absolutely nothing. No seoner are they out, however. than they hear the weird playing of the violin. Three men also explore the house, without result, and the town decides that the younger residents have been ‘hearing things.” Por a few days all is quiet, and then cnce more come reports of music and lights in the old house. INSTALLMENT IV. HE mystery of the old Blodgett place now rapidly approached a climax. The next event occurred late one afternoon just a couple of days be- fore Christmas. All of the boys in town had formed the habit of meeting out near the haunted house, as it was now the most interesting place in town. But familiarity with it did not lessen our fear, and we very seldom ventured near jts forbidding walls. On this particular day all of us except Hunk were playing touch ball in a field across the road from the house. For a wonder, it had stopped raining temperarily. It was almost dusk when Hunk arrived to join us, explaining that he had spent the after- noen in his shop. We were about to start home when somebody, I think it was Paul, hap- pened to look across at the Blodgett house. Immediately he uttered a yell and pointed to a window on the top floor. We looked. For a moment we saw nothing. Then across the window facing us flitted a vague white shape, dim but unmistakable in the twilight. If I ever saw a ghost in my life, that was it! . “Holy Pete!” exclaimed Chuck. Other cries of fear and awe issued from the throats of the shivering boys around me. Hunk, who bad gazed upward without a word, now leaped into actien. “Come on, gang!” he eried. “Let’s trap that ghost once and for all. Who's going with me?” “But it will be dark in there,” I protested. Hunk reached into his pocket. “I have a flashlight,” he cried, pulling it forth. *“I just stopped at the hardware store to get a new battery. Come on!” There was nothing to do but follow him. Several of the bunch suddenly decided that it was far past their supper time and made for home, but an even dozen of us, with Hunk and me in front, made our way through the under- growth to the house. GAIN we went te the window from which the boards had been removed. Inside was pitch darkmess. Hunk flashed the powerful beams of his light about the room, and we stood just inside the window, huddling together beeause of the comfortable feeling it gave us. Then Hunk slowly advanced toward the stairway, with me jugt a step behind him and the others trailing after us. Not a word was spoken as we crept into the hall and over to the bottom of the stairs. Somewhere a board creaked. A shutter flapped in the wind, sending shivers up and down our spines. Then Hunk, at the bottom of the stairs, placed his hand upon the ban- ister. Crash! Bang! Immediately it seemed as though a thousand demons had broken loose upstairs. Such a clatter and clamor I had never heard, and in all my life I had never been so frightened. Like one man we turned and dashed for that window, the light in Hunk’s trembling hand somehow showing us Making the Sea and Sky Safe Continued from Thirteenth Page L] made of his progress at the private hospital. The diver eventually recovered completely. 'I’HE “squeeze” is but one of sundry hazards which the Navy’s submarine authorities are studying, with a view to promoting under- water safety. The “bends” is the most com- mon affliction among divers, but it is the least feared since development of the recompression chamber. Divers who remain too long at con- siderable depths and then ascend teo quickly often suffer from this disease, which is a pain- ful and sometimes fatal condition caused by inability ef the body to rid itself of ‘‘com- pressed air.” Recempression and slow decompression treat- ment is an almost positive cure for “bends.” By subjecting the stricken man to a pressure equaling that of the depth at which he had been working and then progressively reducing the pressure, the body is able to throw off the excess gases in a normal way. What happens when the human bedy rises to the surface too rapidly was described poign- antly by the commander of a German sub~ marine, the UB-57, which struck a mine and sank in the English Channel during the World War. In his report of thc tragedy he told of his men being literally exploded by compressed air in their bedies. The commander saved himself by retarding his ascent with his hands. The American Navy today employs a buoy line with which escaping submarine crews, eguipped with the “lung,” may regulate their aseent. A remarkable experiment to test sensations indueed by a centinuation of the ascension process Into the realm of rarified atmosphere was cenducted by Tibbals, who converted the recompression chamber into a vacuum tank. Tibbals subjected himself to exactly the same conditicns an aviator would experience if it were peossible to fly to an altitude of 47,000 feet in 16 minutes. When the pressure registered minus 8% pounds he felt a sensation similar to that of “bends” in the arms and legs. At minus 10% pounds he suffered excruciating pains in the limbs and back. “Just prior to reaehing a pressure of 2.85 pounds absolute,” he reported, “pains in the head and body became most acute. Mouth and jaws appeared to be paralyzed. The meouthpiece (or breathing device) could be held no longer and fell out of mouth. Head felt as if it were bursting, throat felt clogged, heart beat faster. “My condition was observed by attendants outside of ihe tank, and air pressure was ap- plied immediately. There seems to have been a short peried of unconseiousness. As the pressure built up the first signs of relief were noticed. One or more blood vessels in the throat were ruptured and bled for several days. Nething te worry about.” Naval researches to test reactions of the body to pressures and vacuums are continuing. Prom these hazardous researches undoubtedly will come devices by which man may descend to even- greater depths and sar to loftier heights CRAFTS }JOKES PUZZLES : the way. Through the window we tambled and out into the twilight. And then for town we tore as fast as we eould go. Well, maybe you think the town didn’t get exeited after that! The older folks had %o listen to us mow, and im the crowd that gath- ered in the road before the house after supper that night there were fully as many men and women as there were boys and girls. And I'm sure that every yeung person in town whe was sound in mind and bedy was on hand that night! AVE you ever seen a crowd on such an oc- casion? They stand and talk and laugh and peint, but very seldom do they really dor+ anything. These persons were there to get a thrill, and te see just what these ghostlike lights and noises were, but very few of them had any desire to get close to whatever danger might exist in that eld house. The crowd by 7 o'cloek was big; by 8 it was bigger. Everybody kept his eyes on the upper windows of the house as long as he ceuld without straining his neck, but not a trace ef a light could be seen. Chuck, Hunk, Paul and I were standing te- gether, the center of a group because of the prominent part we had had in the investiga- tion so far. Time after time we told our stery. I was just in the midst of repeating it ence more when excited cries burst from the crowd, followed by a deadly silence. And then, drifting to us through the dark- ness from the old Blodgett house, came the most blcod-chilling sounds I ever hope to hear. They started as a half groan, as had the music we had previously heard, but this time there was no music. Instead there came a wild, crazy laugh. It is almest impossible to de- seribe it. It was distorted, uncanny, inhuman. For a second it would pause, then start again on a low nete, burst into a wild, twisted, de- moeniacal guffaw, and then fade again. Nothing human could ever make such a sound! They TS effect on the crowd was startling. simply quaked. by the effect on Paul and Chuck. Their eyes almost started from their heads. Cold beads of sweat actually came out on Paul's faece, and Chuck’s lips were trembling as though he were half frozen. “What is it?” quavered Paul. He grasped Hunk’s arm. “Hunk, what in the world & #? We—we never made any noise like that!” “Shut up!” cried Hunk. Then he turned to me with a sheepish grin. “The secret is out, Bob, but keep guiet about it. Chuck and Paul and I have been the ghosts so far—I'll tell you hew later. But this—golly!” A commotion at another spot in the erewd attracted our attentien. Several men were get- ting into cars, and we soon learned that they were going inte town. The plan was to arm themselves, enlist the services of the ehdef of police and return to catch the ghest emce and for all. Always in the forefront of exeite- ment, we found places in the cars and went with them. (To be continued next Sunday.) Sculpturing Popcorn POPCORN party makes a fine amusement for a Winter evening. Corn may be popped over the hot eoals of an open fireplace er om the kitchen stove. One of the old-fashioned poppers with a wire mesh top and a long handle is best to held the corn, but any long-handled pan with & tightly fitting top will serve. The simplest way to prepare the eorn after it is popped is to add lots of butter and salt. But - another way is to make popcorn balls, using a mixture of sirup or molasses to held the kernels together. And here’s where a Jot of the fun comes in. All the guests at your party can be given some of the eorn and permitted to shape it in any way they wish. Everything frem a dell to a house can be formed from the sticky comn, and a prize may be given for the best bit of seulpturing. And then, of eourse, after this is done, there is still the fun ef eating the pepcorn! Evidence Harry—I dreamed X was in heavem Inst night. Chester—Was I there? Harry-—Yes, that's how I knew it was a dream. ANSWERS. 1. The word square is bore, oxen, read amd ends. 2. Pinta, Monitor, Lusitania and Hesperus. 3. Canvas, eanvass. 4. Rope, add s, form pores. form cheat. 5. Cress-word puzzle solution Each, add %, But I was most impressed ¢

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