Evening Star Newspaper, July 4, 1936, Page 18

S CHAPTER VI ITTY CAVENDISH came awake then. She stood up, slim and dark and beautifully formed. She clicked open a diamond- studded case and lit a long green Turkish cigarette and inhaled deeply. A cloud of smoke circled her lovely head like a misty veil. Then she sald, a smug little smile tipping up the corners of ber motth: “Well, don't stand there gaping at me like that! Really, I'm not a ghost! Aren't you glad to see me, Lee> And who is this blond infant with you? No—don't tell me! See if I can guess! She’s Patsy Warfield, isn't she, and she threw over a per- fectly splendid young scientist and an | operatic career for you, didn’t she, dear? “That’s too, too dreadful. I mean— for her—now that I've changed my mind aBout divorcing you, Lee. You see, 1 dropped my suit. My lawyers went into a frothy dither over it, rolled on the floor and foamed at the mouth and told me I didn't have bats’ brains to withdraw it just four days before I'd be free. They were perfect fiends about it! But you see, I got to thinking about you, Lee. I visioned wyou heartbroken and lonely and un- cared for. So—so 1 came back and here I am!” Patsy went rigid. Kitty's words lay upon her like a frozen sun, like death in her soul. She said: “But— but you didn't—you couldn't have done that! You're just joking—try- 1ng to frighten me!” ~Her vioce shook. Kitty laughed softly and exhaled another cloud of gauzy smoke. Then she looked at Patsy with a sweetly Patsy?” Suddenly his changed and life came back into his eyes. She hadn't answered, but he had read her eyes and her eloquent red lips. “I knew you'd understand. I knew it! I've wanted to tell you—" “But,” broke in Kitty, “the fact still remains that if I choose to tell you'll get a court, Lee. And if the Navy means all that to you, I should think you wouldn't let a blond infant like this ruin your life-—" Kitty's words made Patsy see clearly something she hadn't before. She saw Lee out of the service—his reputation ruined—his career smashed—the long bitter years of fighting his way back | to respect in some other profession for | which he had no love nor understand- ing nor training. He was navy—it was his life—it was in the very marrow of his bones. She was a Navy girl herself and it was easy for her to understand—the lure of the sea—the grip that the service gets on a man. | She heard Lee say, deadly even: | “Kitty, it's no go. We're through. I |can't help what you tell. Perhaps it | would be best if you did. I'm tired of | living under this cloud of fear. I've | stood enough of threatened exposure jevery time I did the slightest thing| that didn’t please you. You may not let me divorce you, but understand | | this—I'll never live with you egain, 50 | | help me God! Patsy, I'm taking you | home now.” “No. Lee, no!"” Patsy cried. And | she turned and ran out of the room, "slippmg on the stairs, breathing fast, |in a panic to get out of that apart- | ment. Away from Kitty—away from Lee—forover away from Lee and what her love could do to him. She reached THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. T. SATURDAY, JULY 4, 1936. CarrtaL’'s Rapio PROGRAMS Saturday, July 4. WRC 950k P.M. 12:00 12:15 12:30 Old 8ki Merry Go Round Rex Battle’s Ensemble Littlefield’s Orchestra Farm and Home Hour “ . (Coprrighs, 1936) AFTERNOON PROGRAMS ipper Salon Music News Pianologues Maury Cross’ Orchestra Karl Smith’s Orchestra w . idoscope (Manhatters A. A. U. Track Meet Walter Parm and Home Hour Senator King Rep. Binderup (The Vagabonds Scottish James W. P. A. Concert Dance Music WMAL 630k | WOL 1,310k WISV 1,460k Walkathon Reporter Eastern Standard Time P.M. 12:00 12:15 12:30 12:45 Jack Shannon Jack and Jill. Afternoon Rhythms Jefferson Barracks Afternoon Rhythms Al Roth's S8yncopators Three Stars Clyde Barrie Blaufuss’ Orch. | Now and Then . 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Alexander Town Patti Chopin Arch McDonald ‘Moon Dial Reg Newton News Spotlight Naumberg Concert |Nordica Orchestra co i Session Swing Night Court “« u T8:00 |Jamboree 8:15 | * 8:30 8:45 The Chateau Barn Dance Nordica Orchestra, Central Union Mission Revue Fred Feihel N. B. C. to Jump About Na- ing the Declaration of In- Granville, Mich,, in which he will an- Self Evident.” tion Picking Up Holiday dependence, Senator Van- alyze the Democratic party platform. The speech will be broadcast locally Kaleidoscope. “ HILE the Nation is celebrat- denberg, Republican, of Michigan will deliver an address from The subject of the Senator’s ad- dress will be “We Hold These Truths by WJSV at 5:30 o'clock this after- noon. 'OL will inaugurate a new program tonight known as the Sun Dodg- ers which will be carried from mid- | night until 2 o'clock. THE hissing of skyrockets, popping of firecrackers and booming of big guns will mingle with the sound of patriotic oratory and holiday revels as special Independence day observances are heard over National Broadcasting Co. networks in programs originating from more than a dozen points throughout the country. The high light of the “grand and glorious Fourth” will be a half-hour program of music and entertainment arranged by N. B. C. for the British | Broadeasting Corp. The broadcast | will be heard in this country from 2 to 2:30 pm. over the N, B. C. Red network. Dance Musie calculated, slightly indulgent smile. | the bottom step in a feverish night- | “Oh, I'm sorry, my dear,” she purred. | mare of haste and ran out into the 79:00 | The Chateau 9:15 I know just how difficult this is for | €lear night, cold with the deathly you. For us all! But believe me, T | beauty of Autumn. | than't say one word about catching | For a long moment Patsy stood quite | you with my husband tonight, and | Still, bracing herself against the wall, vou can go back to your scientist and | Waiting to catch her breath, waiting 9:30 'Stringtime Dance 9:45 “ * 10:00 News—Music 10:15 |Clint Noble's Orch. "|News Barn Dance Aaronson's Orchestra |Bavarian Trio 1 Musical Silhouttes Orchestra z {WOL Concert |Front Page Drama s {WOL Concert, Joan Gray Songs your singing and——" Lee’s eyes suddenly blazed. His face turned livid and his jaw became a grim line. He was white-lipped and violently angry. He snarled be- tween clenched teeth: “Cut that, Kit- ty! You've had your say and now I'll have mine. We're through, do you understand—through? Nothing on God's earth could make me live with you again!” Then he turned quickly to Patsy. “Come on, dear—I think I'd better take vou home.” Kitty hurried across the room to Lee then. was no longer beautiful to see. the youth drained out of it. leaving her 32 years showing plainly in the lines around her eyes, the drawn crescents above her mouth, the very | faint puffs beneath her lower lashes. Her pupils became so dilated that her whole eyes seemed black and hot. She laid a detaining hand on Lee's arm and said: “Lee—aren't you for- getting a night fn December——"" “Lee!" Patsy cried. “What is it? It's about us, isn't it? It's—" He faced her. stricken-eyed, some- how utterly defeated. His shoulders sagged, his head, his hands, even his long splendid legs seemed shaken. He put his hands on her shoulders } and his fingers dug into her soft ; flesh. He said, looking deep into her | ; wretched young eyes: “Patsy, while I | * was a midshipman at the academy I , married Kitty. You know what the regulation book says—'Any midship- man wio is married or shall be found to be married shall be dismissed from the academy.’ “You've got to believe that I didn't break my oath, Patsy. You've got to! I thought Kitty was putting on a mock wedding. Afterward she showed me the license—told me we were really married. All those who saw thought the ceremony was fake except the minister, who, I under- stood, was just another member of the party. He must have thought it the crasiest ceremony he ever per- formed. “For days I lived in a hell of in- decision. Should I resign from the * academy—should I tell the superin- ° tendent? Because I was only 19 and + infatuated as only a young boy can be, I couldn’t humiliate Kitty. And i I couldn't give up the Navy, either. All my life I'd planned to go to the academy. I can't remember a time that I wasn't dreaming about it and praying over it and studving for it. ‘There’s never been a time when the Navy wasn’t in my blood.” In a brief and brilliantly horrible spasm of understanding Patsy cried: “Oh—Lee! Lee! You'd be court- martialed for that if they knew!” Hollow-eyed thev stood looking at one another. Lee said. searching her ‘face: “You don't hate me for that, For one second her face | All| | for the pounding of her heart to cease. | | She saw Courtney Vallance come ofit |of the apartment house alone and | | walk toward his car at the curb. She | lifted her head then and fought for | | poise and set her lips in a smile. Val- | ‘laucc was beneath the steering wheel { when she reached him end said: “I wonder if you'd be good enough to take me home, Mr. Vallance?” And then | she was in his long, shining car and i he was smiling down at her in that way he had of understanding. And presently they were driving off slowly into the nmight and she was sobbing on his shoulder and telling him every- thing that had happened. Back in Lee’s apartment Kitty stood very white and still in the center of the room. The first angry tumult of frustration had passed. The desire to draw her ruby fingernails down Patsy's lovely young face had gone The urge to beat her fists against Lee: chest had gone. too. She stood very white and still, forgetting Rolfe de | Veau and Millicent Ward for the first time in days—forgetting just why she had come back to Annapolis and to Lee. Only one thing beat in her brain like the warning rattle of a snake—to hurt him as he had hurt her tonight— to humiliate him as he had humiliated her b>fore Fatsy Warfield. She hadn't rememtered just how tall and blond | and handsome Lee | remcmbered how his i | flamed against hers—how she had |loved him so desperately and impa- | tiently thet she had resorted to trick- | | €1y to get him. | | But seeing him’with Patsy tonight. | it had all come back over her. A hundred poignant memories. Foot ball games with Lee starring. Dances at the armory. A kiss on the sea wall. | Everything. Otherwise he could not | have hurt her; could not have hu- miliated her. Not until now when she ! had known definitely that she had lost Lee did she realize just how much | she still loved him: just what stupid | inane affairs she had had with Rolfe 1and countless other men. And loving Lee, oddly enough as only & woman passionately in love can, she despised him, too. Despised him and wanted to hurt and humiliate him. And she | knew how she could do it. She picked up the telephone, called | a Washington newspaper and asked | for Wally Walters, who ran a gossip ! column. He wasn't easy to locate. She trailed him by wire from hot-spot to private homes and at last, about midnight, found h'm at a diplomatic | | reception. She said: “Wally, this is | Kitty Cavendish. Yes—I thought you'd remember me. You've written such delightful tidbits about me. 10:30 Bill Strickland's Orch. 5 PR Russ Morgan's Orchestra 1 “ - News—Music) ‘Walkathon Reporter = | 10:15 10:30 |Bob Crosby’s Orchestra i# The program, to be called “Fourth of July Kaleidoscope,” will open in | the New York studios in Radio City, with the reading of a portion of the | Declaration of Independence and pa- | trictic music. From then on, the mi- crophone will race cross-country to (Griety Wehol Orchi half a dozen points in whirlwind pick- 110:45 |, s, the whizzing of skyrockets punc- Hour | The Gaieties ) 'Andy Sanella’s Orchestra = 11:15 11:30 Midnite Frolics 11:45 ® Slumber | Naylor’s Orchestra |W. P. A. Orchestra 11:00 | 11:15 | News Bulletins 11:30 | Bennie Goodman's Orch. | 11:45 | Jan .O"*T." Orch. tuating each jump. The Windy City of Chicago will portions of the White Sox-Cleveland 12:00 ‘Sign Off |Night Watchman (2 hrs.) 'Serenade (2 hours) Sign off 2:00 | Indians base ball game, and the finish of a turf event at Arlington Park. The MAJOR FEATURES AND PROGRAM NOTES. Athletic events occupy much time|and carry it from 4 pm. until 5:30 on the programs today. WRC will | P-m., when The Evening Star Flashes | out of the way, WOL will fill in the | WJSV will carry the Olympic row- | time taken last week by the convention | carry the A. A. U. track meet from | “ii be given. 2:45 to 4 pm. and again At 6 P.M.| g trials at 3:30 p.m. and the A. A. U. WMAL will pick up the A. A. U. mcet | meet at 3:15 p.m,, and 445 pm. 1 orchestra music. next point will be San Francisco, where the microphone will catch the sound of a calliope, & circus barker in Golden Gate Park, and the shouts of bathers in the Pacific surf. From Denver, an N. B. C. announcer will describe the Rockies. while another will talk by short wave from the bot- With the Democratic econvention | with a varied program of vocal and | tom of a gold mine at Cripple Creek, | Colo., famous gold rush town. The Kaleidoscope program [ “It must, indeed.” | Just then they heard the hunting | | call of Hooty the Great Horned O%l. | “There's a fellow,” said the young then over in Cleveland with Angelo Vitale mark the first stop, N. B. C. describing | will journey East for a musical stop- | The Young Skunk’s Mistake. In isnorance lies no excuse To plead 1t therefore is no use. —Old Mother Nature { F THERE is reason for fear, it is most unfortunate not to know it, Fox, “of whom a great many people | are afraid. Ifind. I don't like to have him around, because he spoils the | hunting. It is no use to hunt for | Mice when he is around, for every | Mouse hides and keeps still after hearing that call. “I hope he'll keep away from here.” “It doesn't bother me,” replied the afraid of no one. He wasn't boasting; he was simply stating a fact. The young Fox sighed. “It must be wonderful,” said he, “to feel like that. I haven't so far met any one and his orchestra. An N. B. C. micro- phone will be placed in a New York street, to pick up the roar of firecrack- ers. Next stop will be a high-spot de- scription of the A. A. U. track and |field championships at Princeton, with the pick-up then being swvitched farther East. From the historic T Wharf in Boston, where Colonists pre- | | fied time. and therefore not to be afraid. to be really afraid of, though I have The young Skunk who had e 0 met one or two, like yourself, to be started out in the Great World up In tregted with respect. I am not afraid the Old Pasture had as yet met no- of voy because I will do nothing to body of whom he was afraid. He had | ;rouoke vou. I am not afraid of the supreme confidence in the little sCent | voung Porcupine that lives up here, gun which he carried. Had he not pecayse I know he will do me no harm put to flight with it a young Bobcat three times his own size? Had he not y.p oo . seen all he met step aside and give ¢ him the path? Who was there to 11 fear? So the young Skunk was quite L S honest when he told the young:Fox, E known as the Bold One, that he was —— == | he had fallen violently in love with | Patsy Warfield. I came in to find them together in Lee's apartment. What's that? Well, after all, Wally, 1 do have my modesty—use your imagindtion. I'm going to divorce Lee, of course, and I shall name her co- respondent. By the way, Wally—it might interest you to know that Lee and I were married on December 24, | 1936, at Claiborne, Md., while he was still a midshipman. The Rev. Charles | Steele of Elkton, performed the cere- | mony if you went to check it. Yes, we got away with it and remarried in | SUDDENLY THE YOUNG SKUNK the chapel, June week, when he got | SAW HIM. his commission. You see the Govern- ment permitted ensigns to marry then | unless I attempt to harm him. But —they didn't have to wait any speci- ’ you don't have to have even this Write what you please, Wally—" | the way of others. And then she hung up and called | derful.” Baitimore and spoke to Tony Bortch, | who also ran a gossip column. After | comfortable that she calld New York. Finally, | young Skunk. feeling,” replied feeling that you must keep out of him. He saw. too, that here at last It must be won- | was an enemy, one who intended him ! young Skunk carelessly. “It doesn't interfere with my hunting.” i It was just a few minutes later that the young Fox saw what seemed like a big shadow gliding overhead. It stopped on the top of a tall, dead ! stub of a tree. The Bold One knew it | for Hooty the Great Horned Owl. { ‘There he is now,” warned the | young Fox. T A aee hifn and AR Ay LTH! tragedy and humor in the don't care if he is around,” replied the young Skunk carelessly. “He's over on that dead tree,” said the young Fox. day | “I'd like to see him,” said the young W Skunk. “I've heard a lot about him, but I've never seen him. I think I'll go over and see if I can get a look at him.” | files. So the young Skunk ambled over | pathetic and the tragic situations be | toward the tree on which sat Hooty ' based on happenings in night courts the Owl. A Skunk’s eyes are not a8s hut they will reveal what happens to | good as the eyes of some ther peo- | unfortunates havled into regular city | ple. That was why the young Skunk | and magistrate’s courts. wanted to get nearer. The young Fox | For several weeks Irving Reis, di- remained in hiding. He watched the | rector of the series, and Charles Mar- description of the scene as it exists today. The final radio view in the Kaleidoscope will come from Philadel- phia. Mayor S. Davis Wilson will de- liver & brief address. and then will ring the famous Liberty Bell. * % % ¥ | Will be re-enacted for the radio audi- ence in a new series, “Night Court of over WISV from 7:30 to 8 p.m. hile the dramas are not supposed open. Hardly had he appeared from | attended courts in search of authentic among the bushes when the great | packground materi: wings of Hooty the Owl were spread and he glided down to meet the young Skunk. Suddenly the young Skunk saw awful odor that there had been when the foolish young Bobcat had attacked that young Skunk, but it didn't end harm. Even then he was not really, in the same way this time. Hooty “It certally does give one & very afraid. He was no more afraid than | was fairly hit, but he didn't seem to the | when he had faced the young Eob- | mind. “It is very nice not to | cat. Up went his big tail. The young | claws, and a moment later the watch- Well, when she hung ‘up the receiver for | have to hurry, not to have to hide, | Fox saw and recognized the danger here is & scoop for you. I'm in An- the last time, she lit a cigarette, puffed | not to have to be constantly on the signal and held his breath for what over the treetops, carrying in his ing young Fox saw Hooty disappear napolis, Lee wrote to me, pleading op it industriously and said to herself: | watch for enemies. It makes living | was about to happen. Hooty paid no claws the young Skunk who once too | with me to come back to him. And | 'I did. But before I could get here | “Now we shall see what we shall see!” | very simple, indeed.” (To Be Continued Monday.) “It must,” replied the young Fox. attention to the warning. He reached often had been unafraid. forward with those great cruel look- ' (Copyright, 1936.) . DAN DUNN [AND AS DAKE COUNTERFEITING ENTERPRISE LET uS LOOK IN AT THE HOSPITAL WHERE DAN HAS BEEN RECOVERING FROM WIS WOUNDS ./ YES. MY LEGS ARE A BIT SHAKY. DOCTOR, BUT I'LL QNAGE/ YOU'LL T ALL RIGHT IN ANOTHER WEEK OR SO \F YOU TAKE EASY, Secret Operative 48. MISS FIELDS PHONED THAT HER WAVY--SHE SHOULD BE HERE ANY MINUTE BE GEE --THIS FEELS FUNNY-- —By NORMAN MARSH v W WE'LL HELP {VEAH. SURE, DAN INTO JWE'LL GET MAN-—-AIN'T ‘AT RIGHT ?7? H YEH, MY LEGS ARE H TIRED - I'VE BEEN ON THESE STILTS SINCE GEE, TRAT'S TOUGH! HE STRUEKOUT! NINTH INNING, cipitated the Revolution, will come a | drama of real life in city courts | the Air,” to be broadcast each Satur- | to take place in any one particular | city, all the episodes are based on | actual case histories taken from court | Not only will the curious, the | WHAT, DIDNT I NINE OCLOCK- WISH 1 COULD GET SOME- BODY To RELIEVE ME FOR A COUPLE OF MINUTES - BASES FULL AND MEL OTT AT BAT- WELL, HERES PULLING THE OLD BALLGAME OUT OF A HOLE! DAILY SHORT S)20R' MY FATHER died a week before we were to start our trek across Iowa. He was a stern, silent man and we chil- dren felt very lit- tle emotion but fear—that perhaps now we would be forced to stay in Clinton while the rest of our friends started on the trip which we had painted with strong exciting colors dur- ing weeks of wait- ing. It had been mo- tther's dream that we should all go to the new land, and for once father had fallen in with her plans. A wag- on train was to leave Clinton soon to go to rich free prairie. It was to be an exciting trip, I thought, with Injuns and buffalo lined up along the trail. But father, “with his usual perver- sity,” as Aunt Della remarked, “had up and died.” Could mother, with no man to help, take us to the prairie and live there in safety and com- fort? Yes, said Uncle Henry Rogers. All of the men of the train could lend | & hand, and being a pretty widow, “*Twouldn’t be long before she had a man of her own.” It seemed to me he iooked at he: | meaningly, and my heart sank, for | I hated him unreasoningly. X ¥ ¥ & WARD the end of the week a and dismounted. | “Hello, young fellow. Could you | tell me where I could find Mrs. Rogers?" Gaping like & small fish, I an- | swered that I would fetch her and ran off still awestruck by the gentle man with his elegant clothes and beautiful horse. He was quite old, I | judged, about 35—I was but 14—but | I liked him instantly. 1 returned bringing my mother, who immediately sent me about my | business. Shuffling slowly off I heard, “l come to you a stranger with a { strange proposition—" ther noticed me and I took to my | heels. Kitchen council was called that | evening and mother started the pro- ceedings without preamble. “The gentleman who came to see me this afternoon wants to join the train West, but he can't afford his own wagon. Hed heard about our | predicament, so he came to offer his | services in exchange for a place in | our wagon Della” (Della was my old- est sister) “I know it isn't proper, but I'd rather have that than be depend- ent on the whole train. | “He's a gambler and has done very little farming, but he seems very eager and we do need some one. His name is Peter Ross and he seems all right. He has to go somewhere because he won $20 from the sheriff's son. Now, | shall we accept his offer or stay on here at Clinton?” * ok ox X IT WAS quite the longest speech I had ever heard mother make and I made up my mind before she was through. Molly added her vote to mine and Buddy was aiready asleep, so it was unanimously decided to take the man and his beautiful horse. | And so we left. | Mother grew pretty again that Sum- mer, helping us to pick flowers, for she was for the most part free. All her married life she had carried the burdens and managed everything, but | mow Peter quietly took them over. For 1 liked him instantly. | strange man rode up to the gate | | | At this mo- | A BOY'S WILL By Myrna Lamont. his tall, slight frame he seemed to have enormous strength. The sloughs were many and hard on the team, 30 he often lent his shoulder to aid them. He al- lowed me w ride his horse and told me wonderful tales of the sea and of ships and adven- ture. It was no wonder I loved him., One day it was raining in s steady downpour. We were shivering and cold and hard put to keep the cattle in sight. I often helped with herd- ing. Tom Thorpe, who was on | the same shift I, came easually over to me and asked in an offhand manner: “Joey, when's your ma goin’ to marry your Uncle Henry?” “She’s not! She’s not even going to get married.” “Oh, yes, she is,” he smirked tri- umphantly. “I heard pa tell ma that Henry Rogers meant to keep Sheila |in the family, and that's your ma, | ain't it2" | 1 stalked off in the gioom. For veeks I was unhappy. Even Peter was nable to comfort me. I wouldn't tand for Uncle Henry. I'd run aw * k%% | JT WAS on the second day after |7 we arrived that mother came to | sit near me around the fire and | began to talk to me haltingly, nerv- | ously and then fell silent. I could tell something unusual was troubling her, “Joey. how would you like to have a8 new father? I'm—" “Oh, mother!” T was almost crying and a man of almost 15 doesn't cry before women. I stumbled off to think it out near the river. 8o Tom had | been right. Uncle Henry was going to marry her. I hated him with all my heart—made up my mind to run away, We staked our claim back from the river and the hills alongside it—back {on the level virgin prairie. When we drove to Dennison for building supplies, Uncle Henry su- pervised the house-building, with a finger in every pie. At his dictatorial words murder entered my boyish | heart. I could have throttied him with ease, i‘ Part of the wagon train was mov- |ing farther West and the chaplain with it, 0 mother wished to be mar- ried before he went. Preparstions were made. Simple enough they were, too. ‘The women in the train brought out their treasures and best Sunday gowns. The 1st of September was to be the day. | The day arrived at last—too soon | for me. | T went about nervously and finally broke away and ran off back to the house. I reckon I must have fallen asleep for the next thing I kmew | mother was shaking me and saying: | “Joey, why weren't you there? I | want you with me. What's the m: | ter? Don't you like your new father? | presenting the tall bridegroom. The hot blood rushed to by face. That man my new father? Well, I always did think a lot of Peter. | (Copyright. 1936.) young Skunk amble out into the tin, who is writing the scripts, have | | ing claws of nis. There was that same | He shot down those great | You've heard about “the shock that was heard around the world,” Baby? No? Wel Look out! T best advertizers. EBERLY’S DISTRICT 65! “Eberly’ 1108 K N.W. Dignify_your hom: Shanghai Trade Affected. Shanghai trade is feeling the effects | of smuggling in North China. SHELL CHATEAU TONIGHT R R R R SMITH BALLEW PRESENTS: JOAN CRAWFORD FRANCHOT TOMNE DIXIE LEE JERRY LESTER CHARLES PADDOCK ED. EVERETT HORTON WRC, 8:30 RT( 's Pharmacy—2501 Nichols Ave. S.E. Is An Authorized HY look here, there Star—no matter where you Star Branch Office and somewhere else when you have a want to supply—when a Classified Advertisement in The Star will do the job quickly? 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