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THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, MARCH 10, 1935—PART TWO. o SECRET Stories—Sports— MISSION Further Exciting Adventures of Ronnie and Hicky BY W. BOYCE MORGAN. | After seeing the theft of an automobile belonging to Prof. Shayne, priucipal of | Framiiton Hizh School. Ronnie Duncan and George Hickman report it to the chief of Dolice. who asks them {o heip round up | & BAng Of auto thieves. Police have caught Jim Miller, a young fellow of high school | age. and he is to be sent to Oakcrest Re- | form School for stealing another car. Ron- Die and Hicky enter Oakcrest as regular inmates, hoping to get a line on the gane through Jim Miller. On their first day. 8 Burly boy swaggers up to them and {ells | them he is Slug Carmody. and that what he says, goes. The boys tell him_they take orders from no_one. Later Hicky proves it by knocking Slug out in a boxing mateh. That night some one comes into the boys' room and knocks Hicky over the head while he is asleep. They suspect Slug Carmody. The next night. as they are talking in their room, Jim Miller is brought | in. The boys find him a likable, frank feilow. He intimates he forced to steal the car. As they sit talking to Jim. t are surprised when Slug_Carmody comes After asking to see Ronnic and Hicky alone. he tells them of a plan to_escape from the reform school next night, and asks them to go with him. | e | INSTALLMENT VII | ED and Jim looked question- | ingly at Hickey. Ronnie spoke quickly. “Listen,” he whispered. “Slug’s going to make a break for it tomorrow night. He wants Hicky and me to go with him. He—" Red got up quickly. “Count me out.” he said firmly. “I'll be seeing you.” And before Ronnie could protest he had gone. Jim was looking at Ronnie wide- eyed. Ronnie turned toward him. “Jim, I've got something to tell you.” He was thinking quic “And it's under your hat. I think I can trust vou, and I think maybe vou can help us.” Ronnie briefly outlined their sit- uation at the school, how they had been sent by the police chief to try to trace the auto thieves “Jim,” he said frankly, “we were geally sent here to pump you. We “Don't let's worry about that—now. Our job is to find that gang.” “And clear Jim,” Hicky added. Ronnie nodded vigorously. “I think it's best not to say any- | thing to the superintendent about it,” he said. “If we did I'm afraid he wouldn’t let it go through, for fear of Slug getting away for good. But he won't do that if we've got any- thing to say about it.” At bedtime on the next night Jim | Miller came in from visiting Red Re- gan. “Is it all fixed?” he asked eagerly. | “Yeah, everything’s set,” Ronnie told him. “You be sure to be asleep when we get up—and tomorrow tell them you slept through it all.” Ronnie and Hicky pulled on their uniform pajamas over their clothes, | while Jim undressed. Then they all | crawled into bed just as the “lights out” bell sounded. | OR what seemed hours they lay awake. Ronnie could feel his heart beating hard. Jim shifted rest- lessly. turning from side to side. When the guard opened the door and poked his head in, shining the flashlight on their beds, they feigned sleep. As the door closed behind him, Ronnie and Hicky slipped noiselessly | from bed, pulled off the pajamas, and put on heavy sweaters. Then they crawled back in bed and waited breathlessly. Suddenly they heard muffied foot- steps in the hall. They waited, tense, for a long minute, then the door swung silently inward. They were out of bed like a flash. | In the hall, they crept noiselessly be- | hind Slug's shadowy form toward the | dim red light over the corner door. L] 1 - 4 BY BEATRICE PLUMB. PARTY in a little porker’s par- lor! The invitations are like a porker, cut from green card- board, with the invitation verse written on a label and | tied, tag-fashion, to his fat neck. Or| use tinted correspondence cards, deco- rated with a lively little pig jigging to his own piping. By using carbon pa- per, you can trace any jolly little porker on card or envelopes. Below the sketch, print or write: “The Pig is in the Parlor— Just listen to him squeal!— He craves a Sty-lish Party, With lots of spuds-appeal. So when you come, do bring a big| Or small potato for the pig! | Add date, time and place of party, pen-less pig who, when he's tired, darts into some pen, thereby outsing its rightful tenant, who must now run for his life, until he, too, seeks refuge in another pig’s pen, thus forcing out its former tenant. Sometimes Pat calls “Pigs out!” ‘Then every pig must run from his pen and try to get in another. Which | gives Pat a chance to beat him to it. At intervals, players forming the pens | change places with their pigs, so that all get an equal chance to run Playing “Pigs in the Pen.” Pat shouts “Git!” and pursues the Ylll the time he’s running, and at “Pigs | out,” all the pigs must squeal. Driving piggy to market is a relay in which competing sides drive “piggy"—an empty milk bottle laid on its side—along the course, around the goal (a chair) and back home, using a cane or yard stick to guide the balky porker. The team whose last player is first to bring home ]tl':ie bacon wins the contest for his side. |~ Poor piggy is a variation of an old |favorite. Players sit in a circle. A | boy becomes *poor piggy.” He gets or rest. The pursued pig must squeal 'down on all fours before one of the | Driving Piggy Isn't Zasy. and if you wish, the words, “Please | grunt or squeal a reply.” | The pig's parlor should be, if pos- sible, a funny place—the barn, garage, laundry or attic—where you can litter and laugh to your heart’s content.| You can wear a pig's mask to greet| your guests. They can be bought for | a small sum in toy shops. Fill the par- | lor with pigs! Toy pigs, candy pigs, potato pigs, and scores of little pigs cut from green cardboard. String these | cardboard porkers on thread and let them dangle from doorways, and in festoons across the room and win-| dows. | Count 'em! As your guests arrive, | tell them there’s more than one pig in the parlor. In fact, there’s a pretty = NVeedle for point A Dart Blowgun large family of them, and you'd like. JJ¥ FORCING the pith from two to know just how many there are. So or three sections of a straight will they please count 'em? A prize stalk of an elderberry bush, you can make a blowgun similar to the weapons used by some of the South American Indians. A long. heavy wire can be used to clear the pith from the elderberry stalk, Then by flattening L oD FeeiA e et the end of the v\;ire into a sort of turned in, and by whom, but don't | dull chisel, the inside of the tube can announce the winner until refresh- | be cleaned out perfectly smooth. Dec- ment time. | orate the outside of the tube with will be given to the one handing in the correct number. Of course, you already know the count, and have placed a few piglets where they can easily be over- looked. A wee lucky pig watch charm, for instance. tied to your coat button, the door knob, or stood against some- thing black, will escape the “counting- Fun at Home BY RAY J. MARRAN. Decorate by skining oSS the bark e s o I A E=0) % Jong pilece of elderberry stalk With. center pith removed to make a tube SN /S'p;t end-insert- small wad of cotton- then tie with thread | slit with thread to keep the cotton in place. | This cotton wad should only be large enough to go clear through the tube easily, without clogging or pack- ing inside of the tube. Wetting the ‘ cotton slightly with the tongue will aid the passage. Now insert the dart, point first, in the mouth of the tube and blow real hard with a short, quick puff. The | dart will be expelled in a straight line 'and go about 25 to 50 feet. If the | cotton wad holds the dart in the tube, |punch it out with a long stick and pull some of the cotton off until it will 2Zirls and squeals, snorts, or does any- thing else that becomes a porker. The girl must show her pleasure by con- muring, “Poor piggy!” laugh or even smile while saying it, she becomes the piggy and must squeal her best while on hands and knees before one of the boys. Should she manage to keep sober, poor piggy must try to make some other girl laugh. Sometimes an unexpected trick will break down the most deter- mined gravity—such as piggy scratch- ing his back against a chair! Grunt, piggy, grunt, is fun. Pat is blindfolded and turned around three ham, bacon, ham!” At tinuously stroking his head and mur- | Should she | times. The others, his pigs, try to| keep out of his way. He shouts, “Ham, | P® the last | Crafts—-Jokes— Puzzles Caring for Pets BY HORACE MITCHELL. Rabbit Orphans. ON MULFORD has sent us a let- | ter that is different from any- thing else I ever heard about. Don bought two young white rab- | bits and raised them to “average size { when 4 months old,” as he puts it. |He kept them in a movable pen, so they could have plenty of green grass. They escaped occasionally, |but they were tame, and he could | catch them easily. Then came potato- ned! “My father,” says Don, “dug up hill of potatoes and there was the | nest of a wild rabbit right beside it. | The little ones all ran off, except | two, which he caught and brought | to the house, thinking I could maybe | raise them. digging time and something hap- UZZLES -l |'THERE is a bird hidden in this picture. If you blacken in every | space containing any letter in ROBIN, |you will find out what kind of bird | “I saw they were too small to | raise themselves, because their little | | mouths were not large enough for me | to put feed into them. I didn’t know | what to do with them, so I just put |an old sack in the bottom of an egg | Pigs in the pen is a grand game to play if you have room to run. Count| off in 3s, leaving two players “out’— | Pat and the truant pig he is trying to some sort of odd design by skinning | pass through the tube without stick- the bark off in small sections with your pocket knife. For darts use a white pine stick With an agonizing screech, the window went up. were supposed to find out from you about the gang. But you don't look like a crook to me, and Slug just told us he can get us in the gang. So I'm asking you now to help us and maybe later we can help you.” JIM licked his lips. Then he hunched forward eagerly. “You bet I will!l And I can, too.” His voice became bitter. “I know that gang. I left home because my family was hard up, and since then I've been having a tough time. One day a man came up to me on the street and said if I'd drive his car for him to the next town he'd give me $50. | So of course I did it. He gave me the keys and pointed the car out to me where it was parked. | “So I got in and drove it to the next town, and there the cops picked me up.” He hesitated, looking at the floor. “And I didn't get the $50. So—so here I am.” | Ronnie walked over to where Jim sat. He slapped the boy on the | shoulder. “We'll do everything we can, Jim,” he said. Jim looked at him gratefully. He gulped, then spoke again. *“And that’s not all. When I was waiting in the jail to come out here, another guy told me about Slug Carmody. He says the gang uses Slug to get other fellows to steal cars.” RoN'NIE turned quickly toward | Hicky. “Hicky, we'll go,” he | cried. “We’ll go with him and—" “Wait a minute,” warned Hicky. | “That guy's got no love for us—you | know that. He's not just taking us along for companionship. He's got something up his sleeve, and if we're not careful we'll end up with a few | more bumps on the head.” Ronnie's brow wrinkled. “Well,” he said slowly, “that's a chance we'll have to take. But it's a cinch this is our best chance to find out about | the gang.” | Hicky shrugged. “O K, I'm with you.” | The door opened, and Slug Car- | mody walked in. Without a word, Jim got up and went out. Slug came | over to Ronnie and Hicky. | “Well, how about it?” | Ronnie did the talking. “We talked it over,” he said, “and we've decided | we'll do it. We're—" “Good!” cried Slug, his eyes glint- ing wickedly. “Tomorrow night about | S midnight the guard will start around | on his inspection. When he gets on | the opposite side of the building we'll | slip out in the hall and go down the fire escape. When we get in the yard T'll cut the wire that connects all the yard lights, then we’ll beat it across and climb the fence. By the time they can get the lights on we'll be gone.” He paused and looked inquir- ingly at Hicky, then at Ronnie. “How does it sound?” “Swell,” breathed Ronnie. with you.” “0"K,” said Slug _triumphantly. | “Soon as we get away I'll take you to the place where we can swipe & couple cars and get a stake.” “Sounds good to me,” Hicky forced himself to say. “We're “Y\AJELL,” Slug got up. “I'l drop by tomorrow night and we'll figure out the details.” He opened the door. “Keep it quiet. So long.” “So long,” Ronnie said as the door closed. He turned to Hicky. “Well— we're in for it. Here's hoping.” Hicky nodded. “But I don’t like that snake. He rubs me the wrong » way. Ronnie, his heart pounding, led the way. Hicky was close on his heels. In the dim doorway, Slug turned and waited for them. Finger to lips, he motioned with his head toward the window. Silently they stole through the narrow hallway, and stopped, holding their breath, while Slug tried the window. It stuck. Again Slug pulled, and with an agonizing screech, the window went up. Ronnie’s heart leaped in his throat. rom the hall came a sharp cry, “Hey! What's that?” Then Slug was on the fire escape, hissing for them to come on, and gxcky was pushing Ronnie from be- | nd. To Be Continued Next Sunday. Mary Lou Groves sent the Riddle Man a lot of riddles. He is glad to print five of them below, with many thanks to Mary Lou. 1. What has many eyes and a tongue, but can't see or talk? 2. What is the difference between a man and a banana peeling? 3. What is the difference between a farmer and a seamstress? 4. What kind of dogs have no tails? 5. What eats but doesn't have a mouth? ANSWERS. 1. A high-topped shoe. 2. A man throws the peeling into the ditch, and the peeling throws a man into the ditch. 3. The farmer gathers what he sows and the seamstress sews what she gathers. 4. Hot dogs. 5. Acid. No Overproduction Pat was one day employed by an old lady in the country. At tea the old lady laid a small morsel of honey on his plate. “Ma’am,” said Pat, “I see you keep a bee.” —_— Rip and Radio Rip Van Winkle slept for 20 years, but, of course, his neighbors didn’t have a radio. Competition Scouted ECRETARY WALLACE, in his an- nual report on the Agricultural Department, is undisturbed by pros- pects of increased cotton production in other lands, feeling confident that they will be unable to offer any serious competition to the American grower. He points out the natural advan- tages to cotton raisers in the growing conditions in the South. No other country, he declares, is so able to ex- pand production as the United States and that any improvement in foreign markets, therefore, would bring about stimulated production in this country rather than abroad. Indian, Russian, Chinese, African and South American areas have been devoted to cotton production and there are prospects of greater yield this year, but Mr. Wallace argues that it would be unwise to force down domestic prices through increased production in order to get down to & level where American cotton can com- pete with the cotton of these lands in the foreign market. Maintained higher prices in this country, he con- tends, are far more important to the growers of the United States, pen. Two players in each group of 'about 5 inches long and just a trifle three join hands to form a pen. The thicker than a match stick. At the other stands between, playing the pig. ' end place a small wad of cotton in a Put the pens as far apart as possible. | small slit, then wrap the ends of the High Lights of History— CLUSTERQED ON THE SHORE OF THE AEGEAN, LAY PROSPEROUS| CITY-STATES, B.C. ALEXANDER THE GREAT ,THEN ONLY TWENTY-TWO, EMBARKED 8 _ON HiS CAREER OF WORLD CONQUEST. WITH A PICKED FORCE OF 35,000 MACEDONIANS AND GREEKS HE CROSSED THE HELLESPONT (74E DARDANELLES) AND INVADED ASIA | MINOR . ......00 X i PERSIAN EMPIRE. | WITH THE PERSIANS FLEEING _BEFORE HIM, THE YOUNG CONQUEROR SWEPT SOUTHWARD AND Toow THE RICH UNOPPOSEP To GORDIUM « HERE IN THE A FAMOUS CHARIOT, A WOULD BECOME MASTER OF ASLA - MET ON THE PLAIN OF 1SSUS | (3338.0). . ALEXANDER | FIGHTS IN 1S SAVED BY * HIS FRIEND CuTus. oY’5 AW GIRLS ™E WoRLD New Zcalanp.. BRITISH ISLAND DOMINION INTHE SOUTH PACIFIC, 1200 MILES SOUTHEAST OF Aus* TRALIA -+~ AREA,, 104,015 SQUARE MILES, POPULATION, 1,6534000 . CAPITAL -~ WELLINGTON, Pop. 144,800. | ing. Make a dozen or more of the darts and carry them in a pouch. Your aim will improve with practice, and as soon as you get the knack of blowing into the tube, you will be able to hit your target every time. Alexander Sets Out. This One Makes You Laugh. “ham,” the pigs must stand still just where they are. Pat now hunts about until he touches some one. “Grunt, piggy, grunt!” he orders, and the one ,louched must grunt, while Pat tries | to guess his name. If Pat succeeds, | the one caught becomes “it.” If not, | Pat must try his luck again. | Players are seated around a table in }such a way that their hands are | hidden. A square of paper is given |to each, and on the word to start, they proceed to tear out & pig, by touch only! When all have finished, pencils are handed around with the request that each artist give his pig an eye. He is then to turn over his creature and mark his initials on its_hide. These “sight-unseen” pigs are won- | derful to behold, and are put on ex- hibition by pinning them to a wall or screen. Piggy forfeits may be asked of the ones who are most “off” in their count of the pigs in the parlor. Have them recite “One Little Pig Went to Market,” in pig Latin; or have four of them grunt “Tipperary,” in parts. Piggy refreshments, of course! Blind pigs is an amusing stunt. | | case, put the rabbits in it and placed the egg case in our wood house. “Next morning when I went to get them they were gone. I knew | they could not have gotten out by themselves, so I thought a cat or dog had probably got them. How- ever, my old rabbits had dug under their pen and got out the same night, but I caught them and put them back and filled their tunnel up with rocks. Then I noticed they dug a deep hole in one corner. It was so deep I couldn't reach the bottom of it. They seemed to enjoy going down iln it, so I didn’t fill it up. “About a week later I saw some- | thing run down the hole that looked like a mouse. A few days later I ;suw it again and discovered it was | one of the little wild rabbits. From that time on I saw them quite often | when I would come out of the house, but they always dived into the hole as I came near. “We figured that our tame rabbits must have taken the wild ones from the box and raised them. But the peculiar part of it all is that neither of the tame rabbits had ever had any young. Later the wild rabbits escaped.” Thanks, Don, for a bully letter! Have you some problem about your pets or their care? Or an interesting story about a pet? If so, write to Horace Mitchell, in care of this news- paper. Inclose a stamped, self-ad- dressed envelope, if you wish a per- sonal reply. Not So Tough A lady was entertaining the small “Are you | sure you can cut your meat, Mar- vin?” she inquired, after watching “‘Oh, yes, ma’am,” he replied, without looking up from his “We often have it as tough as | son of her married friend. him a moment. | plate. this at home.” Teacher’s Way | Since you had little trouble finding the bird hidden above, it will not be :glving anything away to use this bird |for some word chains. | Change OWLS to WISE in five moves. | Change HOOT to LIMB in seven moves. | g | Another bird forms the center of |lour word diamond. The second line |is something you chew, the third is |stared, the fifth is full of substance |and the sixth is free from moisture. | Complete the diamond. | z | BUZZARD A | Remove the middle letter from a spear and get a kind of trimming. Remove the middle letter from glue and get the scalp. —5— CROSS WORD PUZZLE. Minced ham sandwiches, each topped | by a little green pig made of a sweet pick legs and ears. For dessert, an Emerald Isle—ice cream sprinkled with chopped mint cherries, which grocery stores sell in bottles. Serve ! with pig-shaped cookies. HE FIRST Mirord Sounp;.N.Z. ROY, WHERE YEP 7 e ty/ DaARiuS FLED IN SUCH HASTE THAT HE LEFT ALL HIS BAGGAGE AND EVEN NEW ZEALAND WAS DISCOVERED BY TASMAN IN 1642 AND EXPLOREV 8Y CAPTAIN COOK IN 1769, e 1T BECAME A BRITISH COLONY IN 1840 -..0et Totay NEw ZEALAND, 1S A WHITE MAN'S ME ISLANDS THAT COMPRISE New ZEALAND ARE OF VOLCANIC ORIGIN AND RICH IN SCENIC BEAUTY. ON NORTH ISLAND ARE MANY HOT LAKES, GEYSERS AND THERMAL SPRINGS . . cebetens “I is—" began the new scholar, | pickle (midget gherkins) with tooth- | but the teacher interrupted with: | “Tut, tut, tut, Alice! That's wrong. | You should always say, ‘I am.’” “All right,” replied little Alice, with —By J. Carroll Mansfield a smile. “I am the ninth letter of ~The definitions are: 'the alphabet.” HORIZONTAL. 1. A narrow neck of land. 7. Exclamation. 8. Like. 10. Lack of courage. 13. Grind with the teeth. 14. Enough (poetic). 15. Covering for a box. A PERSIAN ARMY 17. Deity. \WAS WAITING FOR 18. Army order (abbr.). HIM AT THE RIVER 19. lelfil: wreath, ICUS . HERE 21. Pair (abbr.). 6::‘:,5 :lm 22. Chief artery of the body. pALExANgER WO 28. Blemish. AN EASY VICTORY. 29. Chickens. THIS SUCCESS VERTICAL. SR LGN dooaes 2. Scattered, as seed. CONFIDENCE", 3. To melt. v 4. mn;xryn‘ctured. THROUGH 5. Employing. e/ s e 6. Applauds. PERSIAN EMPIRE . VETERAN MACEDONIAN GENERAL, RAISING 1S THE PRINCIPAL. INDUSTRY «00 e THE CHIEF PRODUCTS ARE WOOL, BUTTER HIDES AND -| 2. Sydney. 9. Bits of moisture. 11. Middle Western State. 12. Pen for chickens. 16. She. 19, Mislaid. 20. Irritation of the skin. 22. In the past. 23. A beverage. 25. Toward the top. 27. Indefinite article. ANSWERS. 2. OWLS- HOOT-loot-lost-list-lint-line-lime- LIMB. 8. The diamond is B, gum, gazed. Is-oily-wily-wile-WISE. buzzard, meaty, dry, D. 4. La(n)ce. Pa(s)te. 5. Cross word puzzle solution. LL[S[THMIUIS] O D] [CIOWIA[RIDIT [C[E] [EWIIEINO/W] ' Posers | 'OU’'D better dust off your memory before you try to answer these questions. Most of them should be fairly easy—but you may have forgot- ten some of the answers. 1. Are there more red or white cor- puscles in the blood? 2. What is the largest city in Aus- tralia? 3. Where is the famous “Big Ben” located? 4. What large snakes disable their victims by squeezing them? 5. Who made the first successful airplane flight? 6. What country is well known for its tulips? 7. For what god was Wednesday named? 8. How many points does a touch- back score in foot ball? ANSWERS. 1. There are more red corpuscles. 3. In the clock tower of the Parliament Building in London. 4. Boa constrictors, anacondas and pythons. 5. Wilbur Wright, in 1903. 6. Holland. 7. Woden, in Teutonic mythology. 8. None; but a safety scores two. 1 i

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