Evening Star Newspaper, February 14, 1932, Page 90

PUZZLES > / ALENTINE'S day wouldn’t be complete with- out a heart cross-world puzzle. Here it is! FOR. ST. VALENTINE. Phe definitions a: . HORIZONTAL. . Masculine pronoun. . Paid (abbr.). . Snakelike fish (plural). . Dry. . A token of affection. . Period of history. . Adult males. . Hole. . Therefore. . Exists. . Swoon. . Wily. VERTICAL. . Symbols of Valentine's day. . Girl's name. . Exact and precise in manner. . Dining cars. . Evening. . Point of the compass (abbr.). . Preposition. . Lair. ., Loudly. . Belonging to. . Neuter pronoun. . So. . The Empire State (abbr.). —g These word chains are in the Valentine spirit, t®#0. Try hard? Change LOVE to GIFT to four moves. Change DART to ROSE in five moves. —_—3 These words begin with VAL, as does Valen- tine, but after that you never know what they’ll do! Fill the blanks and form the words. 1. VAL—A-—T. 2. VALU — — L—, 3. VAL—R—U—. 4 VALII — —. —f We must not let the day go by without send- g you a Valentine, Behead a color and get to need. Behead & Biblical food and get a girl’s name. —gos In the sentence below, the missing words are pronounced alike, but spelled differently. What are they? The race — was covered with — grass. ANSWERS. L. Cross-word puzzle solution. . LOVE—live—life—lift—QGIFT, DART—dare—pare—pore—pose—ROSE. . Valiant, valuable, valorous and validitg . “All the world would smile on me If my Valentine you would be” : B-lack. M-anna. C., FEBRUARY M, 1932 THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. %e BOYS and GIRLS PAGE Barrie Moreland’s Comeback In Which Basket Ball Helps a Boy Help His Father BY W. BOYCE MORGAN. Barrie Moreland's father has always been the most important man in Larksbureg, but through business misfortunes he loses all his morey, and Barrie is forced to leave Bellaire Academy. Barrie has no friends in Larksburg, and his father's failure has set the town against him. Barrie senses this un- friendly feeling on his first day at Larksburg High School. and as he leaves the building, Gohath Thompson. captain of the basket ball team and idol of the school. makes an insulting remark about Mr. Moreland. Enrazed Barrie knocks the larger boy down. Through this incident, however, he becomes friendly with Red Carmody. school cheerleader, who, knowing that Barrie has played basket ball at Bel- laire, per=uades him to go out for the Larksburg team. In spite of the apparent wish of the other players to make things hard for him, Barrie proves his ability, and finally gets a chance in the Tononda game. He has a lucky streak and plays so brilliantly that the studenis cheer him in spite of themselves. But his good luck is not to last for long. INSTALLMENT IV. HE trouble arose out of one of those complicated misunderstandings which occur when a rumor gets started, and changes rapidly as it spreads. Before leaving Bellaire, Barrie had promised to write to Eddie, his room- mate there, and a short time after going :_:ut for the Larksburg team, he kept his promise. In the letter he told Eddie that he was on the squad, and something of the situation confront- ing him. The letter had not been answered, and Barrie thought no more about it. But one afternoon as the season approached its close, he arrived for basket ball practice to find the members of the team grouped around Coach Nixon in angry discussion. As soon as he saw Barrie the coach called to him in a biting voice. “Look here, Moreland,” he said, “you know we play Bellaire Academy next week. Now I understand that you have been writing to some- body over there, giving them inside information on our team and our signals. How about it?” Barrie was speechless with amazement. “Who said that?” he demanded. “Why, it's ridiculous!” Goliath Thompson stepped forward. “I said it,” he put in belligerently, “and I know what I'm talking about. Don't think I'm just trying to get even with you for what happened a few weeks ago, Moreland. I'll attend to that some other time. But I know on good authority that you wrote a letter to Bellaire, and gave them a lot of information about our team. Do you deny it?” Barrie suddenly thought of his perfectly in- nocent letter to Eddie. “Why,” he admitted, “I did write a letter to my_former roommate there, and I told him I was out for the team, but I certainly didn't say anything that I shouldn’t have said.” OACH NIXON was regarding Barrie with a stony stare. “It seems to me, Moreland,” he said coldly, “that it was pretty poor stuff to write that sort of letter to anybody over there just before we play them. I think we can get along without you for the rest of the season.” He turned to the other members of the squad. “I'll give you a new set of signals for the tipoffs from center in just a minute,” he said, and, turning, he walked away. Barrie was s0 amazed at this sudden turn of events that he hardly knew what to do. The other members of the squad left him without @ word, and in a daze he made his way to the dressing room. In two days the rumor was all over school. Red Carmody rushed to Barrie as soon as he heard it. “I know this is a lot of rot, Barrie,” he said, “put I can’'t do anything about it. They say _you admitted writing this letter.” ARRIE explained the true circumstances of the case. “I can't understand how Goliath YThompson ever heard about the letter,” he 4 “And above all else, I can’t imagine how e would be careless enough with a letter -I wrote him to get me into a jam like this.” “Maybe I can explain part of the mystery,” sald Red. “You know, Goliath runs around with Jane Green, and she has a cousin at Bellaire. It seems this fellow whose name I forgot, got the story froin somebody else at Bellaire, and wrote to Jane, and, of course, she told Goliath.” “But how did the story ever get started at Bellaire?” demanded Barrie. “Well,” said Red, “of course, I don't know your friend Eddie, but isn't it possible that somebody over at the academy wanted to do you a bad turn?” “It's possible,” admitted Barrie, “but I can’t imagine who it would be.” “Well, if I were you, I'd certainly write to Eddie and ask him for an explanation. And I'd get him to send back that letter so you can prove that it was perfectly innocent.” “I'll do that tonight,” said Barrie. HE harm that the story had done in Larkse burg became still more evident that night when Barrie talked to his father. “Son,” said Mr. Moreland, “I thought for a while that things were coming our way. You know, your being on the basket ball team helped me a lot. The Monday after the Tononda game a dozen people must have come in and men- tioned your playing. And for a while business was good. But for the last few days the store has been empty again.” Barrie was crushed to think that he had been the means of hurting his father, but there seemed simply nothing that he could do. At school he was almost ostracized. Only Red Carmody remained loyal to him. The day of the Bellaire Academy game approached. It was to be played on Saturday night, and the team was to take the two o'clock train for Bellaire that afternoon. On Friday afternoon Larksburg held a rally to encourage the team. Barrie had been hoping against hepe that something would happen so that he could make the trip, but the days passed and no letter had come from Eddie. Barrie had counted on play- ing in that game more than on anything else, but he hid his disappointment as best he could. T noon on Saturday Red ran into the store, where Barrie was helping his father, to say good-by before leaving with the team. “No letter from Eddie yet?” he demanded. “Not a word,” replied Barrie, disconsolately. “I called up the house a little bit ago, and no letter had come. And no more mail will be delivered today.” “Look here,” said Red, “I have a hunch. Why don't you run down to the post office and see if a letter might not have eome in too late to make the last delivery? I know the clerks down there, and I'll go with you.” “Oh, all right,” said Barrie. “But I don't think it's any use. I'm afraid Eddie has let me down.” Together they walked to the post office, and Red made known his wants to the postal clerk. The clerk left the window, but returned a moment later. “Not a thing here,” he announced. The two boys turned and walked dejectedly fsom the building. They spoke hardly a word while returning to the store. But just inside the door Mr. More- land was waiting for them. “I just had a call from home, Barrie,” he said excitedly. There's a special delivery letter there for you—it just came. . And it's from Eddie.” To Be Concluded Next Sunday. Ve s Timid Kunkle—I would marry Anges but for one thing. Bilhart—Afraid to pop the question? Kunkle—No; afraid to question the pop. Modern Style Teacher—What would Washington have done if Lafayette had not answered his call? Pupil—I suppose he’d have waited in the telephone booth and got his mickel back. POSERS Here are eight new questions to make you dig deep into your memory. We wish you luck with them! 1. Who wrote “Mysterious Island”? 2. What is the capital of Kentucky? 3. What is a percheron? 4. Who commahgded the English fleet at the battle off Trafalgar? 5. What book tells about a famous chariot race? 6. What is gastric juice? 7. Is a meter longer or shorter than a yard? ANSWERS. 1. Jules Verne. 2. Frankfort. 3. A large breed of horse. 4. Lord Nelson. 5. “Ben Hur.” 6. The digestive juice of the stomach. 7. Longer. High Flying Continued from Fifth Page but the control cabin is made absolutely aire tight by double walls and the motor is pro- vided with powerful air compressors to make up for the rarefaction of the air necessary for carburetion. “The pilots, too, have ample provisions of oxygen for breathing purposes. As for the Farman plane, like my balloon, it is provided with the portholes and openings through which the pilot will be able to put out his head at certain altitudes at which this is possible. It is estimated that this plane will be able to reach a‘tpeed of 200 miles an hour at a height of 3 or 3'. miles and and a speed of 400 miles in the stratosphere at about 8 miles up. The greatest difficuity so far is in obtaine ing an absolute airtightness in the cabin for the pilots and passengers while allowing for the possibility of transmitting control maneu- vers from the interior to the exterior. 11N spite of these difficulties, my firm opinion is that theoretically and practically aerial navigation in the stratosphere can be achieved in the near future. The fact that Kipfer and myself remained 16 hours in the stratosphere without being inconvenienced by it has cone clusively proved that the ideal we have in view can easily be realized. The pressure maintained in the cabin was about the same as tha$ which usually exists at a height of 2 miles. I see, therefore, no reason why, by taking into account the big diminution of atmospheric prese sure which takes place at a height of 10 miles, we should not be able to fly at the speed of 400 miles per hour, provided, of course, that we are able to allow for the rarefaction of the air. “In these regions, the air being nine times less dense than in the lower strata, all the driving and resisting forces are nine times less. In this manner, if only we compensate by compression for the loss of driving force, the speed will be thee times greater in the strato- sphere than below it. At 7 to 8 miles up the speed, however, will be only doubled. “At 10 miles up an airplane will go three times quicker than at a height of little more than a mile; its consumption of essence per mile will be invariable, but it will be three times bigger per hour, from which we may con=- clude that navigation in the stratosphere is only practicable for big flights and in the case of powerful planes which can carry big provisions of fuel. There are ‘plafonds for aviation in the stratosphere just as there are ‘plafonds’ for atmospheric aviation. The height of 10 miles is the most favorable. Beyond this the power of the engine would be too strong. “At 9 to 10 miles there are neither wind nor clouds, and if there are any currents they are regular. In short, in spite of the skepticism of many people, I am convinced that in a very short time we will be able to fly regularly from Paris to New York in 10 hours. 11 THERE is at the present moment a great deal of ink being spilt and any amount of speeches being made in favor of disarmament. Naturally, like every other sane man, I warmly appreciate all these efforts at solving once for all the problem of peace. I am not a politician. I am merely a pacifist. Would not the best way for obtaining peace be found if nations discovered a machine of such for- midable destructive power that it would kill or rather wipe out every living human, vegee table or animal substance in an area of 30 or 35 miles, this engine being immovable? If only nations provided themselves with such ma- chines and placed them along their frontiers, the danger of attack from the air or from land would be so immense that no one would ever venture into war. In this manner we would revert to that period in the Middle Ages when the art of defense was so superior to the art of offense that any hostilities which took place were of limited character and compara- tively unimportant. However, this has nothing to do with the stratosphere except that I do think that even when flying at the very highly possible altitude a plane would still he exposed to the destroying power of the engine I have " visualized. (Copyright, 1932.)