Evening Star Newspaper, December 16, 1934, Page 102

‘14 e If you pause in your Christmas preparations long enough to work a few puzzles, you'll find this picture anagram easy. There are words which begin with the sound of “cent,” but they are not all spelled alike. See if you can guess these: The cent that lasts a long time, The cent that is perfumed. The cent that the prisoner receives. The cent that is full of feeling. The cent that stands guard. The cent that is half horse. The cent that has many legs. The cent that is an anniversary celebra= tion. ?‘?’?‘."‘:‘."N!“ e Each of the funny combinations of letters below 1s a Canadian province. Can you straight- en them out? TAR BALE. IN A ROOT. MAIN BOAT. VISA ON A COT. =4 w Behead what bees do and get hot. Behead fgain and get part of the body. Behead what goes with a rose and get what is blown. 00 a0 = sigt CROSSWORD PUZZLE. The definitions are: HORIZONTAL. 2. Hurried. 6. Frozen water. N 8. Edward (abbr.). Yo. To put in proper order. 11. The night preceding a holiday. 12. Light-hearted. 14. The sun god. 15. A serpent. 16. Real estate (abbr.), 17. Large deer. 19. To stitch. 20. Combats, withstands. 21. To color. 22. Possessive pronoun. 24. Fireside tool. VERTICAL. 1. Musical note. 2. In this place. 3. Cruae comedy. *a 4 Burglar. ; 5. Point of the compass (abbr.). 7. Mounted soldiers. 9. Most precious. 11. Before. 13. Kind of tree. 18. Retain. 19. Agitate. 21. Perform. 23. Therefore. THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, 64e BOYS and DECEMBER 16, GIRLS PAGE The Mysterious Mr. Herzog Another Adventure of Ronnie and Hicky - The proprietor was out, and Ronnie had to talk to the clerk at the cigar counter. BY W. BOYCE MORGAN. One morning between the close of foot ball sea- son and the opening of basket ball season. Ronnie Duncan. sports editor of the Hamiltonian. weekly Hamilton High School paper. announces to his friend George Hickman that he has a new job. He is going to write school news. particularly sports. for * the Evening Journal. being paid according to how much of his writing the paper uses. When he learns that the advertising manager of the Hamiltonian has received a counterfeit $10 bill while making col- lections, he tells Mr. Carter. managing editor of the Journal. about it. and discovers that other similar bills have recently been passed in the neigh- rhood. At the Hamilton Men's Shop he finds that the bad bill did not come from there. but there are two other stores which might have given the bill to the Hamiltonian's advertising manager. and Ronnie decides to visit them also. When he reaches home, his mother tells him that she has just rented their extra bed room to a tall. dark man named Mr, Herzog, who comes and goes at irregular hours. INSTALLMENT IL ONNIE met Mr. Herzog just after din- rer that evening. After Mrs. Duncan had introduced them, he and Ronnie chatted for several minutes. As Mrs. Duncan had said, Mr. Herzog was tall and dark. He looked as thougi he might have been a foot ball player, and Ronnie introduced the subject of foot ball, ex- plaining how he wrote about sports for the high school paper. Mr. Herzog was pleasant, and seemed interested in foot ball, but he said nothing about playing himself. In fact, after he had gone up to his room for a short time and then left the house once more, Ronnie discovered that Mr. Herzog had said practically nothing about himself. Ronnie commented on this fact to his parents. “He's the most close-mouthed person I ever met,” he said. “But he does seem like a nice man.” “Yes,” said Mrs. Duncan. “And he paid his rent in advance, so I guess he’s honest.” “He doesn’t have very much baggage, though,” said Mr. Duncan rather dubiously. “Just a couple of grips, and no trunk.” Ronnie was still wondering a little about Mr, Herzog when he went to bed that night. It was quite late when he fell asleep, and the new roomer had not yet returned. But he was evidently still sleeping when Ronnie left for school the next morning, and Ronnie temporarily forgot him. In fact, the thing Ronnie was most interested in today was his proposed calls at Hardy's, a grocery store and meat market, and at Silver’s confec- tionery. He had figured out a way of getting information which he felt sure would not offend the merchants. FTER school that afternoon, he chatted with Hicky for a few minutes, and then went to Hardy’s. He asked to see Mr. Hardy, and explained that as a member of the Hamil- tonian staff, he was trying to trace a counter- feit bill the paper had received, not because the paper wished to have its loss made good, but merely to furnish any possible help to the authorities. Ronnie was a good talker, and Mr. Hardy proved willing to give him all the help he could. But it wasn't very much. “I forget which one of the boys came in to collect from me,” he said. “Anyway, I was busy, and just told the cashier to give him the money, instead of writing a check as I usually do. Maybe she’ll remember about it.” But the cashier could not remember the transaction. She took in many $10 bills, and 7 hile she thought she probably had given the Hamiltonian one in payment of the account, she had no idea where she might have gotten that particular bill. Disappointed, Ronnie thanked them and went on down the street to Silvers confectionery store. This was a small store, with a soda fountain, several cases full of candy and a cigar counter. The proprietor was out and Ronnie had to talk to the clerk at the cigar counter, a short man with sandy hair and a thin face. Again he explained his mission. “I dont have any idea whether the boss gave you folks a ten-dollar bill or not,” the clerk said rather shortly. “Probably not, be- cause most of our sales are small and we don't get many bills that big.” I suppose not,” said Ronnie. “And I don't suppose you remember getting any ten-dollar bills at your counter during the last few days?” ‘Holy smoke, fella, you must think I have some memory!” said the clerk. Then he stopped and suddenly snapped his fingers. “Say, that's funny. I do remember a man giving me a ten-spot, at that. It was just after I'd opened up one morning, and I remember this guy gave me a ten to pay for a pack of cigarettes. The reason I remember it is that it took about every cent of change we had in the place.” “MO YOU remember what the man looked like?” cried Ronnie hopefully. “Yeah, he was a big fellow, with dark hair, as I remember,” said the clerk carefully. “I don't think he'd ever been in here before.” “I see. Well, thanks a lot.” Ronnie turned and walked from the store. Well, he hadn't found out much. The counterfeit bill might have come from Hardy's, or it might have come from Silver’s confection- ery store. And neither of those stores could trace back any of the ten-dollar bills they had received. The only definite thing he knew was that a big, dark man had presented such a bill at Silver's within the past few days. Ronnie suddenly paused. A “big, dark man. That was how his mother had described Mr. Herzog and the new roomer certainly fitted the description. Moreover, he had told abso- lutely nothing about himself, and he came and went at odd hours. Ronnie was very thoughtful as he walked home. Maybe he was making a lot out of nothing, but he decided he'd try to find out a little more about Mr. Herzog. His opportunity came sooner than he had expected. On the following Saturday Mrs. Duncan awoke with a bad cold and, as she always did the cleaning on Saturday, Ronnie pitched in to help her. And one of his jobs was to run the vacuum cleaner in the room occupied by Mr. Herzog. E SCANNED the room carefully as he worked. There seemed to be nothing unusual about it. The two pieces of luggage on the closet shelf were ordinary-looking grips, and the clothes hanging below them were. just plain men’s clothes. A few toilet articles stood on the bureau, the drawers of which were shut. And Ronnie, of course, should have left them shut. He had no right to open them, and he knew it. But his suspicions were 1934. ; CRAFTS JOKES: PUZZLES aroused, so he stifled the clamor of his conscience and opened the top drawer a bare inch. Then he stood staring. He opened the drawer wider. Yes! There could be no doubt about it. On top of a pile of handkerchiefs rested a wicked-looking automatic pistol. And it was loaded. Ronnie was now tremendously excited. He opened the second drawer, but there seemed to be nothing in it but shirts and underwear. Then he tried the bottom drawer. It refused to open. Ronnie tugged harder. The drawer was une questionably locked. Now, why should any man lock a bottom bureau drawer? Ronnie didn’t know, but he decided he was going to find out! To Be Continued Next Sunday. Roman Eagles Continued from Thirteenth Page sober, highly intelligent endeavor which is gradually making the desert bloom afresh. Visitors received by the governor general are as instantly impressed by this as the visitors to Venice of early times were by the magnificence of the city of the Doges. A long ramp leads between masses of vividly colored tropical flowers and foliage to the vestibule. Ushering the stranger in from its place on the wall is a Winged Victory from the triumphal arch of Septimius Severus at Leptis Magna. Facing him a seated figure, the Emperor Claudius, looks the stranger over sternly, while from wail- niches, illuminated by hidden lights, ancient statuettes of the Lares, or household gods, pre- side with dignity and repose over the room, and a Roman tablet with an inscription found Bu-ngem, far south in the interior, bears fur- ther witness to the elder days. Symbolic of the fertility of ancient Libya, a graceful Roman statue of Diana of the Ephe- sians dominates the waiting room. Its walls are splendid and colorful with great mosaics showing African hunting scenes and the four seasons, all of them old. No one can cross the floor without walking over another ancient mosaic, which depicts gladiatorial combats in an amphitheater. Choice Murano glass lamps shed a soft radiance throughout the rooms: recently excavated statues of Apollo and other gods; ancient marbles and frescoes from long- ruined Roman villas; more mosaics of widely differing sorts; reliefs and inscriptions and all the rest go to make this office-palace-museum a treasure house unique in the world. And in the governor’s antechamber an exquisite marble head of Medusa from Leptis Magna watches over officials and visitors alike to ward off all evil by its charm. Best of ail is the governor's private office, & museum in itself. His table is a rare slab of ancient verde antico marble from Leptis. Behind his chair the wall is emblazoned with one of the most glorious of all Roman mosaics, an exquisite representation of Orpheus playing to the animals. His floor is another mosaic, this one from Sabratha, showing the “Triumph of Bacchus.” A wall-niche holds a chaste veiled nymph; square bases support Roman busts of Germanicus and Drusus, and glass cases contain an ever shifting display of small antiquities as Prof. Guidi, the superintendent of antiquities for the province, discovers them. Every room contains the barest possible mini- mum of furniture, so that on Sundays the palace can be opened to the public, to make plain the immortal spirit that is Rome. Gen. Balbo is not only thus the powerful ruler of a large and diversified kingdom, throned in fitting and traditional splendor, but a prac- tical business man with an eye to opening his African world to the visitor. Under his ener- getic leadership, splendid roads have linked the different parts of Tripolitania and Cyre- naica, Tripoli has been made the cleanest as well as the most picturesque of all North African cities, excellent hotels have been estab- lished at strategic points for tourist traffic, and both steamship and airplane services give easy access from Europe, with comfortable motor busses ready everywhere to transport the sight-seer at will. ANSWERS. 1. Ape, pear, drape and parade. 2. Century, scented, sentenced, sentimental, sentinel (or sentry), centaur, centipede and cene tennial. 3. Alberta, Ontario, Scotia. 4. S-w-arm. T-horn. 5. Crossword puzzle solution. Manitoba and Nova MERH Al 1 CE| AR