Evening Star Newspaper, April 23, 1940, Page 30

CHAPTEY. ONE. Collie pup at heel, Jim Silcott wandered into the Trail's End look- ing for a game. It was early, and there were no customers yet. Back of the roulette wheel stood Kroel- ling, piles of chips and silver dollars in orderly aray within reach. Soon he would be busy, but just now he was at leisure and enjoying a cigar. He nodded at Jim, giving the wheel an idle whirl. A professional gam- bler, he had lived in tolerable peace because he minded his own business strictly. For a moment now he stepped out of character. “Some of the Hat T boys in town today,” he said casually. Drinking some. Jud Prentiss one of them.” Jim understood that underneath Kroelling’s indifferent manner lay a warning. Probably there had been threats. His eyes narrowed slightly. “I'll make a note of it in the paper,” he drawled. “They've been working right hard at the roundup and are entitled to a holiday, I reckon.” Sure are, Red.” Kroelling brushed the ash from his cigar. The cold eyes of the man were blank. He had said all he meant to say and did not intend to violate neutrality further. Silcott Unworried. Sileott pointed to a corner of the room back of the poker table and said, “Down, Pixie!” the collie looked at him appealingly, then moved re- luctantly to the place indicated and lay down. Jim dealt cards for soli- taire. In a half hour at most the boys would gather for a draw. *Hav- ing put the “Powder Horn Sentinal” to bed for the week, Jim expected to sit in for a long session. He did not worry much about Prentiss and his riders. When Russel Mosely moved it was usually under cover. Only one of the aces showed in the first game. Jim riffied the cards and started to deal again. On the sidwalk outside the Trail's End he heard the tramp of many boots. They turned in through the swing doors. Five men were Hat T riders. The sixth was Jesse Lamprey. Jud Prentiss had his thick hairy arm hooked under that of Lamprey. Jesse's feet moved reluctantly, drag- ging the floor. He was not here to get a drink but because he could not help himself. Any other company would have suited him better. His eyes shifted nervously around the room, looking for help he did not expect to find. They came to rest | on Silcott. Jim read in the tortured face stark fear. The man’s day of Judgement had caught up with him. The irruption of men bellied up to the bar. Prentiss said, “On me. Set 'em up, Walt.” Lamprey Plainly Nervous. The man in the white apron put six whiskey glasses and a bottle on top of the bar. Prentiss pushed the bottle toward Lamprey. “Help your- self, Jess.” Unsteadily the victim reached for a glass and poured a drink. Some of the liquor spilled. A long lank man with heavy-lid- ded eyes laughed. for the drinks, Jess,” he jeered. “I didn't sleep last night, Sneve,” Lamprey answered, his voice thick. “Fact is, I'm hot well. I reckon maybe I better not drink.” “Never heard you refuse one be- fore,” Prentiss commented. “Maybe Yyou'd rather not drink with us.” “Nothing to that, Jud. Nothing a-tall.” Hastily Lamprey picked up his glass again. “Long life, boys.” “When good friends meet unex- pected they ought to celebrate, oughtn’t they, Jess?” Prentiss asked, sly mirth in his ugly flat-: Ieatured face. Again Sneve laughed cruelly. “That’s right, Jess. A fellow never can tell what drink will be his last, 80 he oughtn’t to lose out on one.” Silcott Understands. The startled eyes of the unwilling guest slid to the slate-gray ones of | the long man. He tried to laugh, and the sound of it broke in his throat. “We can't all live to be Methu- 8°ahs,” Prentiss said, and his glance took in the man playing solitaire at the poker table. “If we did it would clutter up the world a heap. We got to think of the other fel- low's pleasure and comfort, Jess.” Silcott understood that the quar- rel they were fastening on Lamprey was a cut-and-dried rehearsed one. It was meant not only to punish him but to intimidate the editor. ‘With Jesse disposed of, Jim would be next in line. If he started to leave he would be stopped. He was to sit there while Lamprey took his medi- cine, so getting a foretaste of what was in store for himself. For Lamprey he cared nothing. The man boasted too much. He was a8 handsome shallow bluff. Jim sized him up as certainly fool and probably knave. By the grapevine route word had reached Silcott that the fellow had tried to play both ends against the middle in the land- grants feud. It would be like him to do something of that kind, for his conceit would lead him to be- lieve he could outwit those he was double-crossing. Silcott accepted the code of the West that every man must fight his own battles. An outsider kept clear and minded his own business. It was like a private game of poker, in which the stranger did not take chips. But this difficulty moving to a head now did not quite come under that category. It was being staged at the Trail's End because the Hat T hands had found out Jim was there. Waits For Developments. What_he would do, Jim did not know. It would depend on how the play came up and how far it was to g0. Probably Prentiss and his men were obeying orders from Russell Mosely. And probably he had told his forman not to go too far. If the old fox wanted him and Lamprey destroyed he would not arrange a public killing that had no appear- ance of a duel. But men like these warriors of the Hat T outfit were undisciplined devils who might go through to a finish regardless of orders. Jim did not intend to lift a finger for Lamprey, but on his own account he might decide to in- tervene so that the entire attention of these ruffians would not be con- centrated on him alone later. He was carrying a .45, which would be of very little use in a gunfight with odds five to one against him. For if guns started to smoke he could not depend on Lamprey. That young man would be trying to bolt for a door or window. The editor’s mind ran over all the possibilities of the situation be- cause life on the frontier had taught him wariness. He had seen more than one man killed because of carelessness. These men’ were un- )\ “You shaking | friendly to him, and they had been drinking. It was an explosive con- bination. None the less he was of the opinion that Prentiss intended the disciplining of Lamprey to run only to a thrashing. The foreman of the Hat T was & notorious fist fighter and bully. He enjoyed beat- ing up men unable to put up an adequate defense. A fat bald little man with a high color made his contribution. “Jess is all for a short life and a merry one,” he said, and tee-heed at his own wit. “Ain’t he just been to Santa Fe for a blowout?” Fears Moscly’s Spies. “That’s right, Pete,” Prentiss agreed. “Did you see the elephant plenty, Jess?” Lamprey swallowed & lump in his throat. “I wasn't there but one day, boys. Went there to see a fellow about selling some beef stuff.” “A fellow can get around quite \\m‘i'\‘ W L RE R\ "\‘a\"\‘\ / In an instant Blanco had revolver started it. a bit in a day,” Prentiss said, almost in a murmur, his chill light blue eyes fixed on the man they were giving the third degree. “Didn't happen to bump into D. L. Stratton, Esquire, I reckon?” Tiny sweat beads stood out on the forehead of the harassed man. His eyes darted from one to another and his mouth twitched. A sickness ran through him. He was trapped. Mosely had spies at Santa Fe, just as he had at home. One of them must have seen him slipping into the law office of Stratton, who re- presented the claimants under the Armijo land grant. ‘“You've got me wrong, boys,” Lamprey said, after a pause. “I wouldn’t lift a hand against the Hat T claim. You know that.” The big hairy man beside him grinned maliciously. “Did some one mention the Hat T claim? You must have been seeing D. L. on private business, I reckon.” “About a loan,” hoarsely. “Naturally you'd figure on Strat- ton, whe is lined up with the en- emies of the Hat T, being glad to help one of its friends,” Prentiss told him, with dripping sarcasm. A boy, not over eighteen, pushed through the swing doors hurriedly. He walked straight to the bar and stood beside Lamprey. The lad was the younger brother of Jesse. Prentiss frowned at the white- faced boy whose entrance had dis- arranged his plans. With the point of his cigar he indicated a sign; No Drinks Will Be Served To Minors. “Run along, kid,” he snapped. “You got no business here.” “I'm staying,” the boy answered. “We're talkin’ business. You aint wanted.” Though the younster was mani- festly afraid he stood his ground. “I'll go when Jesse does,” he said flatly. The big man slammed his fist on the bar so hard the glasses jumped. “Don’t talk back to me!” he roared. “You’ll go now, muy pronto.” Out of the corner of his thin-lip- ped mouth Sneve dropped a warn- ing. “Beat it, Phil. You got no chips in this game.” Young Lamprey was under pres- sure. He knew he was no match for one of these rough hard-bitten punchers, far less all of them. And back of all his churning thoughts was fear, a paralyzing dread of what was to come. But there was courage in him . He shook his head. The fat little man, Pete Yeager, spoke to Jesse Lamprey. “If you don't want & cutter bent over the kids head tell him to get the hell outa here. The Questioning Continues, From a dry throat the older bro- ther mumbled, “Better go, Phil,” He added, with a thin unhappy smile, “Were having a little pow- wow.” “You bet we are,” Prentiss jibed, forgetting for the moment the younger brother. “When you got back from Santa Fe you hotfooted Lamprey said it up Tincup-Creek. Why?” The worried eyes of Jesse 1 THE EVENING STAR, WABSHINGTON, D.' ¢, TUESDAY, shifted. *“I was looking for some strays that got off their range.” “See Bar Overstreet?” The answer seemed to be drag- ged out of Lamprey. “Come to think of it, I did yell ‘Howdy’ at him.” “You and him had yore heads together half an hour. ‘Just swapping windies. But I don’t reckon it was more than a few minuies.” “See Allison?” Again there was the reluctant drnnmg answer. “I might have but—" “Make up your mind. Did you or didn't you?” “I . .. bumped into him.” "Been bnmpmg into a lot of our enemies lately, haven't you?” Called A Double-Crosser. A denial of the implication burst from the lips of the accused man. “It’s not the way you think, Jud. Il go see Russ Mosely. I” tell him—" “You'll tell him nothing,” inter- rupted Prentiss harshly. “Russ don't want to see you. He's got yore number, you damned double- crossing coyote.’ “I swear—" The big gunman rode him down. “You know what happens to coyotes when they're trapped,” he sald . awakened from sleepy peace to brutally. “Their hides are hung on a fence to dry.” Sneve murmured something in the ear of Prentiss, who swung around on the younger Lamprey. “That's right. I told you to get outa here, kid.” “Jess and I both,” the boy said stubbornly, and added quickly as the heavy-set bow legged cowboy moved toward him, “I'm not armed.” Prentiss doubled his great fist and measured the distance. Before he could lash out with it a voice from the poker table stopped him. “Do your instructions cover beat- ing up the kid too, Jud?” Silcott asked quietly. The bully stared at him, for a moment flung off his stride. “What’s that?” he snarled. “You heard me,” Jim said evenly. Not a lean muscle of his light body moved. Only the deep blue eyes were quick with life. “You declaring yourself in?” The Hat T foreman asked roughly. “Do I have to declare myself, Jud?” the newspaperman added with cool scorn. “Isn't my name already on the Mosely black list? One scrub editor to be rubbed out when it can be done safely without witnesses.” “Hell! You're not so damned im- portant. Who cares how many wit- nesses see you cash in?” It was a rhetorical question, but Silcott answered it literally. “Why, Russ Mosely, for one. Nice secret murders for the Hat T maybe okay with Russ. All in the way of busi- ness, of course. I wouldn’t know about that. But Russ doesn’t crave publicity, except when he is making a Fourth of July oration or a con- tribution to the church. You ought to know your boss better, Jud. He's no hell-roaring wolf, but a respecta- ble mealy-mouthed hypocrite who doesn’t advertise his strong arm stuff except when it’s necessary to set an example. Get the results neatly is his motto.” The foreman glared at Silcott angrily. There was a cool insol- ence about the youth that set him apart. Nobody else within ffty miles would dare to speak of Rus- sell Mosely in public. “You'll talk yourself into a wooden box pne of these days soon,” Prentiss warned savagely, “Like Rogers did.” The audacity of the challenge choked for a monent the words in the big man’s throat. For Carl Rogers had been editor of the “Pow- der Horn Sentinel” before Silcott and he had been shot down from ambush one night as he was leaving the office. The editor had been leading the fight for the settlers who had bought undr the Armijo land grant claim, just as his suc- cessor was doing now. Nobody knew positively who had fired the shot, but Prentiss and two of his men had been seen riding out of town a few mintues later. The stormy eyes of the foreman clashed with the steady hard ones of the redneaded editor who walked into peril and through it with a N i} jauntiness that was Jud had a wide mwufiom‘ danger- ous man, It was part of the stock in trade with which he ruled the wild reckless employes of the Hat T. At the drop of the first hostile word, he was ready to fight. Most men sidesetpped him when he was en- raged. It was known he had killed two men, and there were whispered rumors out of his obscure past that spoke of others. But Jim Silcott had always showed a cheerful un- concern at his choler and this af- fected Jud as a red rag does a bull. Prentiss himself did not know why he had not trampled down the fel- low’s impudence, but some deep- hidden caution had restrained him. This puzzled and irritated Jud, for he was not afraid of any man alive, Yet for some reason he had always postponed the showdown that had to come. “If you claim I had anything to do with Roger's death—" Prentiss did not finish the sent- ence. His blazing eys, the dark rage purpling his {lu. were more potent than any words. “Any claims I make ‘will be in the ‘Sentinel,’ subscription price one dollar a year,” Jim answered, his voice low, almost gentle. “Don’t put my name in that paper ever, unless you want to be violent conflict. The bark of a man ordered. Prentiss of the Hat T, who was in town with some of his riders Thurs- day?” Jim asked with lignt ef- frontery. The ranch boss turned to his men with a gesture of strangled fury. “Let’s get outa here before I bump Of this fool,” he growled. From Sneve's thin lips a question dropped. “Why not now, Jud, since he’s asking for it?” “No, not now,” Prentiss blurted out. His fingers fastened on the quirt suspended from his wrist. He caught Jesse Lamprey by the coat collar. The whip whistled through the air and wound itself round the legs of its victim. Lamprey let out a shriek of pain. Agaln and again the lash fell. Phil tried to help his brother, but Sneve's strong arms held him back. At last Prentiss flung the sobbing man to the floor. His strong bow-legged stride car- ried him through the swing door to the street. Sneve looked at the editor, his upper lip lifted in a sneer. “Some of the same for you next time, Mr. Editor,” he promised. “Painful, if true,” Silcott said lightly. The Hat T men stamped out of the Trail’s End. The editor looked down on the whimpering man who was writhing on the floor. “Better get him home, Phil,” he said, trying not to show the contempt he felt. “Soda in vine- gar will take out some of the pain.” He whistled to Pixie, and man and dog walked out of the gambling house. Silcott had changed his mind He did not want to play poker just now. Anne left the train at Beaver Creek and stepped into a world where she felt that anything was possible. The air was like wine. Due to some trick of the atmos- phere the sawtooth mountains in the distance looked transparent. A desert of sage stretched away from the railroad tracks, through which ran & brown ribbon of road straight as a gun barrel. Beaver Creek had one short street running parellel to the tracks and back of this a straggle of unpainted frame houses. The business street appeared to be mostly saloons with false fronts and pretentious names. One ramshackle building called it- self the Palace another the Fifth Avenue. A man in a fringed leather shirt which hung outside his trousers carried her bags to the stage. He told her that he was Hank Brown, the driver. She looked dubiously at the coach its body swung on two leather thorough braces, which were at- tached to a standard at each end. “Is it s‘de;‘: shed ukelg baby “Lady its like riding in a car- riage,” he promised. “The leathér swing will plumb rock you to sleep.” ‘There were three other passengers. trouble up to yore hocks,” the fore- | “Mayn't I even say that the editor | had a pleasant chat with Mr. Jud | One was & Chinese with & mmu and & blouse over fllmin‘ ‘The other two appeared to be coW- boys, somewhat dusty and unkempt and a good deal the worse for too much tanglefoot from the Palace. They went into an immediate hud- dle over the bottle. The four horses went off at a plunging gallop and the Concord coach rocked wildly. Hank let them run the superfluous energy out of themselves. Through the shining sage Anne caught a glimpse of a file of antelope silhouetted against a hilltop. After an hour or more the dusty road climbed out of the flats to ridges covered with pines, It dropped down again to the bedx of streams fringed with cotton: into which the horses splashed the water was far above the hub of the wheels. They came into foothills bristling with chaparral, from which Anne could look back at a bend in the road on a desert that appeared to be dry, lifeless and torrid. Dust eddies were whirling in spirals across its sunbaked surface. Before they reached Blanco the sun had sunk behind the peaks and left a lake of imperial purple in the crotch, Hank brought his horses into town on the run and dragged them to a halt before the stage station. Stand- ing on the wooden sidewalk, Anne looked curiously up and down the wide main street. She had seen a dozen like it from the train. The pattern of the towns of the high plains seemed to be set—dusty streets lined with false-front frame buildings. There was no attempt at beauty of design, no effort to soften the garrish rawness. The arrival of the stage had stirred the place from its somnolence,, but in- dolent loungers still clung to the saloon entrances. It seemed to Anne that nothing less than an earth- quake could rouse these Rip Van Winkles to active life. Sees Gun Fight. She changed her mind very sud- denly. For in an instant Blanco had wakened from sleepy peace to violent conflict. The bark of a pistol started it. A bullet flung up a APRIL 23, 1940. lpurt of dust beck of & man who was crossing the street. Either the bullet or the jerk of the man's head when he stopped sent the wide hat skimming into the dust. The man stooped, reclaimed the hat, and put it back on his red head, than ran lightly for the shel- ’{“ ter of a doorway. By this time he was the target for several guns. To Anne, watching him with sus- pended breath, it seemed he did not hurry. Would he never reach shel- ter? She expected to see him stum- ble and fall, but apparently he was not hit. His revolver was out now, and she saw smoke from its barrel as he moved. ‘The loungers had vanished uwmly A into the saloons. Anne stood in her tracks only because she was too astounded to fly. She saw two of the attackers in doors, another at a streef corner. They were shout- ing excited advice to one another. The intended victim had reached the deep doorway of an adobe building. Here he made his stand. The lean lank man at the street corner gave an exultant yell. “We've got him, boys!” he cried. “Come on!” He started forward, with long un- gainly strides, a street light flinging an elongated shadow in front of him. The crash of guns still sounded. The tall gunman stopped to steady his aim. Before the sound of his revolver had died away an answer rang out from the adobe building He swayed on his feet, staggered forward a step or two, his knees | Masf buckled under him, and he plunged to the ground. The redheaded man disappeared from the doorway into the house, but none of those who had been firing at him moved from cover. A warning against undue haste lay | [e¥&! huddled in the dust. “Some one go see if Sneve is dead,” a voice called from the shadows. Silcott’s lit out. He won't hurt you.” “If you're so sure of that why don’t you -go look at Sneve yore- self, Jud?” one of the cowboys who had dived behind the stage wanted to know. (To be continued.) Copyright 1940, n' & éy DA H CHAPTER XXXVI. Before John Reid could reach the front door Gail had stopped him. about his neck and kissed him. “You've been wonderful,” cried. The smile which flashed across his reserved face wds one she had never hoped to see. she “You've been pretty wonderful| yourself,” he said. Suddenly he reached ,into his pocket. “Here’s wmethmg you'd better have. I in- tended to give it to your mother then I decided it might be better to give it to you. It's the glove they found in your father's pocket. And now, my dear, that's the last bit of evidence I have against your Aunt Belle.” She took his advice and put it away without saying anything to Anna but the next day when Anna insisted upon going through Aunt Belle’s things they found the mate to it. Thrust down in the bottom of an old trunk with bundles of letters and unredeemed pawn tickets was a single black suede glove. “Belle never could bear to throw anything away,” Anna said looking at it. “Poor Belle! It proves she couldn't have been in her right mind to have kept all these things.” Has Mate. “I have the mate to it,” Gail sald | gravely. “I know. I heard what Mr. Reid | said yesterday. We'll burn both of them, Gail.” The girl was astonished at the change in Anna’s behavior following that announcement in the paper. She was like some one who had been crippled for years slowly learning to walk. Now that her confidence in her husband was vindicated she dis- played an initiative her daughter had forgotten she used to have. She wrote her cousin in California and sent it airmail. When the an- swer came Anna showed it to Gail with satisfaction. “Nettie says she will be delighted to have me visit her. But I'm not sure I'll be with her longer than Jjust & few days. I may stay a long time and I'd rather have a little apartment of my own. I think I'd feel more independent.” It was her own suggestion that Gail and Chris be married before she left and at her request the ceremony which had no witnesses except their parents was performed in the church which Anna and Robert Trenton had attended. When it was over the newly mar- ried couple took Anna to the train. In her new black dress and hat she seemed like a different person. Their last glimpse was of a smiling, dark- eyed woman waving an affectionate good-by. Reverse Custom. “It’s sort of reversing the custom when the bride and groom send the mother-in-law away, isn’t it?” Chris asked as they went toward his car. “It was sweet of you to do it,” she cried, pressing his arm. “Remember it will you when we have our first row?” She glanced at him demurely. “When do you think that will be?” “All depends on your behavior, my good woman. Now that I've got you I'm going to make you pay for the chase you gave me.” Well she will be willing to pay, Gail thought. It would be worth it and if it took the rest of her life it wouldn’t be to much. But she refrained from saying so. Just because you were so madly in love with a man you hadn’t good sense was no excuse for let- ting him know it. They stayed at a hotel that night and the next day left for Florida. There were shopping trips, dancing and music. And long dream-filled hours lying in the sun with Chris stretched at her side like a lazy lion. He had kept his promise to teach her how to play and it was indeed & new life to Gail. Chris told her one night if they lived to be & hundred it wouldn't be long enough for all the things he had planned for them to do. Gail enjoyed her honeymoon but best of all was the trip home. John Reid was waiting at the sta- tion for them. “Dinner is ready for you at the ’ | house,” he said, kissing Gail. “r hope you won't mind spending your | first evening with me.” Without waiting to think of his re- | action she had thrown her arms | “Of course, I know you'll want a place of you own. But you can stay there if you like until you've found an apartment.” Exchange Glances. Husband and wife exchanged glances as Chris cried, “That's aw- fully kind of you, Dad but as a matter of fact we've already made our plans.” They were in the car driving to- ward Grosse Pointe but even in the twilight Gail could see the disap- pointment on the older man’s face. “Just as you like, of course,” he murmured polit,ely “I thought maybe you wouldn't mind,staying with me for a few days but I don't mean to start your married life dictating to you.” “Well, you see it's not exact my idea,” Chris explained. y wife sort of had her own notion of where she wanted to live.” “That's right. Blame it on me,” Gail retorted. “Why don’t you tell the truth and admit that you were the one who suggested it? He said to me one night in Florida, ‘Look, dnrlxng would you mlnd very much. No Home. “I did not. You brought it up first. You were snivelling around | about always longing to live in a house. You said an apartment was no home.” “And it isn't, is it? Mr. Reid?” “Not in the same way,” mitted. “Naturally you'll want a home of your own eventually but right now, Christopher, I don't Know if you can afford it.” “Oh, it's simple enough,” Chris n grinned. “You see Gail's idea was that we'd just mooch off my old man.” The bewilderment on his father’s face changed to one of delighted surprise. “You mean that you want to live with me?” “Unless you dont want us”|SALI Gail said anxiously. You see Mother has written that she is going to stay in California. And I thought your house was big enougn so that we shouldn’t get in each other’s way.” “That morgue would hold four | hi families the size of ours,” Chris | ¥n said disrespectfully. ent time, that is.” John Reid said, “But I can't believe it. You're sure you really want to do this, Gail? You're not just being sorry for me? It's a pretty big job running an estab- “At the pres- lishment like ours the way it ought to to be run. It’s going to take a lot of your time.” “I can hardly wait to get at it,” she assured him. “And believe me when I do there isn't going to be dust on top of the bookcases the way there was the night I had dinner with you.” “The servants are careless,” Mr. Reid admitted. “They take advant- age of the fact that neither Chris nor I know anything about house- keeping.” “Well, they’ll get theirs now,” she prophesied. “If you have any trouble just fire them,” her father-in-law said recklessly. “Maybe a clean sweep would be a good idea anyway. And Gail, if you want to do any re- decorating. . . . “Not now,” she said, touched. “I'm not going to turn your home into an unfamiliar modernized palace. The things you have are %0 lovely it's a shame they are not arranged properly and cared for as they should be.” They had turned into the drive- way which was flooded with light. Lights streamed from every door m App! and window. John Reid said proudly, “Well children we’re home!” The End. 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WR] ATCH, Iady’s. diamond, Saturday RIER, between 30ch, “MeRmtey st 1ot sts._Liberal reward. Woodley 5154. lady's gold back. Ref Rey Bulova: turn v ite o] Rrave L. 8. Christmas, 16 LA District 1260 or_Randolph 7 WRIST WATCH. diamond. lady's. octazon shape, blltk cord: lofl downtown. Reward. Phone Woodley 8800, WRIST WATCH. ond, lost Shoreham Hotel or vicinity, !undly night. ard.__Phone Michigan 0638, FOUND. 3002 Georgia ave. n.w. BICYCLE, found. Randolph’ 7855, E TEL!'PHONB BOLICITORS, ‘ampbell. ireday between 5 B and | Wi noY! (2). white, single. age 18-20, cl 20, clean, kitehen hel dishwash jood ‘Mille CAl ER 55, COTE. ADDYY Wedrierduy At Reservom :ngwronll rd, ready for work. Mr. arried. between ages . to supervise 30(-acre farm near n: must have trainine and exp.: ideal opportunity for sober man with Drsctical and Drowressive deas: give gl | pshot photograph. Box GENERAL ELECTRIC DEALER will employ 4 men at once, sales experience helpful but | not necessary. as sales manager will work with and train you. Transportation fur- Dished. Apply 5:9 pm. General Electric Deal 2RI ave. ne. cmv oS LERE. GR thoroughly enced. | Box zxgm- ymmz . col ed for delivery in drug store. nights only: driver's permit. Apply 5 pm. ready to work. 5916 Georgia ave. Liberal | p STEN - | Prefer lumber experience. ave : charge of Kitchen and wait on tab 'ERATOR, Harper Method: downtown. e arper Me owntown shon. 701_Westory Br!d 4t] B!Am owm ®ood fing Woodle! 6900, GENERAL ELECTRIC DEALER will empioy 4 women. part_time, selling Bendix Home Laundry and General Electric appliances. General Electric desler, e. must be milll! aving and man! IRL with se training for real e: pereonality prel. to experience. _Phons : 22 bet. 12 and 1 for appointe 2 YOUNG LADIES, outsige srder dept. Previous sales experience helpful: $20 to $25 weekly to s bopu! sis. Apply National Bank ADY, young, for dental office of shorihand and {yping: den T bu: Dess office or nursing expenenu desirable but_not_essential, 251-Y, LAUNDRY WEAR: exp” only. Call in per R o 15055, Tot Dublishes neat, refined wom- 0 years, to act as business com. and do " some lieht housekeepine. SHIRT PRESSER finishers. Apply experienced, WOk home Commission excelient. Opportinity. " Canl Vike MeGowen: HE. STENOGRAPHER-TYPIST, m mm have credit” office exverience: salary. st position " Apply" Phil Bobys Loy th st. n.w OGRAPHER for lumber sales office. Avply, Room 4. 1101 Vermon! WOMAN. middle-aged, to take com: if" ve Call Senate Inn, Hillside 0870. , for dry cleaning ranch store. one living in Colonal Village, vf . prefer- 1773 Cclllmb\l rd. n.w. WOMAN. 25 nurse and upstairs ma Tive'fn® 1" duy week o roundings. Onl: have Knowledrs and general office routine. Y. ave. n.w. YOUNG LADY, between the With executive' ability. to manage photo graphic studio in department store in sm. Md. town Actual photographing experi- €nce not necessary if person has abibty plus personality. ~ Selling experience re- quired. ~ Write stating qualifications and previous type of work. Inclose sm. photo~ &raph_if_possible. _Box Sta SALESLADIES X IENCED IN MILLINERY DE- PARTMENT. APPLY AFTER 11 AM. HEARN’S, 806 7th ST. N.W. MAN experienced in house-to-house ca MAN—If vou are reliable. can boss you self. T may have something that will in- terest you Box 92-Y, Star. MAN. exp. for dry cleaning Souttiern Bry Cleaning Co. OPENING, unusual, for ca- pable assistant buyer of ladies’ ready-to-wear. State full particulars regarding ex- perience. Replies confiden- tial. Box 497-A, Star. . _experienced in clothing. ' No ohone appli- wonder Clothes. 937 P st. n oung. with car: salary and commis- Sood opportunity for right man. Mr. cations. MAN, sion. Je MAN willing vnrker Lo " education: owner able to drive light car to call_on reeular fil:stomeu Tor 1oca1 ompany. Box MAN. 19 to {0 be trained and placed | 2 dealer Tor: ationaits advartiet oo | uct: sales experience helpful. but not necessary. Apply 2 to 4. 979 National Press MAN, about 60 yrs. old, for retail store, must’ be active, sober, retail sales experien number and give full information of past employment n first Slener for an appoint- . 8t MA! d " ed Customers; tatt about $25 Wk st. n.w.. Rm. 24 MAN young. interested in_photograph: Do experience needed. Mr. Smit nfim 3 Also young m cleaning’ chickens. MEN, door to door: whi trade. Practical Bible. bilities. Comm. to start. th st n.w. work. nd ~colored Ercelient possi R. Behan, ing. — Salar: Phone Adams 3 ry and commis- mors ppointment. 4 for details and | nced. Economy Siding 2031 Rhode Isiand ave. PERSO! new enterprise now forming seeks man- agers and assistants for departments of accounting. credits. promotion, advertising, sales. trucking. warehousing, ‘stc. - Salary plus commissic Box St SALESMAN. can place one e Puller Brush Co. Write for appointment. SALESMAN to sell termite control s lce and general exterminating. Phons lor 243 for appointment. ALESMEN—Those who have experience jelling__furniture, apoliances and special- tie: WASHINGTON'S LARGEST APPLIANCE HOUSE and sell reftigerators, \nl!l and all major electrical appliances. All seliing is done on the floor. Good salary I_commission. _Atlas, 921 G st. n.w. SALESMEN. mechanically and electrically {nclined, seitied. local. used to larse earn. 2 several | broven broducers the . very le coin operated machine business. | Jou,Can show us a successtul pasi | record don't wasie our time." Mr. Van. DI 0500 for_appointment. 2 SOLICITORS. men: house-to-house _can- ssing for heating and home improve. m ms sslazy and commission. ~ Call after Yo uNo MAN Lu work as dry Cleaning departmer " USED-CAR ¢ One man to complete live-wire organiza- high-grade reconditioned cars to sell: substantiat advertising: fioor period every day: excellent pay plan: unusual Drflwoxl- tion for man who can’ gualify—must real producer. See Mr. Kenneds. Tiangie Motors, 1401 R. EXECUTIVE SALES. Large mlnuhc!nrfl‘ exnlnd g operation covering D. C. West Va., the Caro- linas, see. nd Lo siana. will scoept, applications etic, around $140 plus expenses sart. °é’.§¥...'°;‘§""‘ t'-:ud & factory T niatize. st phrend 3548 14th st n.w. 10 to 12 5 MEN THIS WEEK NATIONAL GR( use men 20-to 85 years, I uaiAee So plicant must ‘be able to work 8 hours per days per week " vacancies “in WE_TRAIN Y Yunu exrnings '$30 to 895 Der week. beginni; Promotion when cligible. " Bee manager. 9 to 11 a. 13 K st. n.w. WHAT DO YOU WANT? Do you want a reasonable income with security in work thi directly for the Tes are providing such ADD).Y <tore, to | firm with 3 selli *""We “orovide retail” saiei and otherwise co-operate with insure their success. Shreve, " 3307 M st. n.w. LANSBURGH & BRO. Dln pllee & Deat-appearing man-ready to rork on%%lm a steady Must be thoroughly ex- perienced in packing china | best and houseware. Apply em- Eloyment office, 4th " floor, burgh’s Dept Store. OUTSIDE SALESMEN wanted—Opportunity to rep- 1 GIRL. bungalow: geferenc L ences. ition; | references. OPPORTUNITY, splendid, is offered an alert, capable young woman as assistant to merchandise man of ladies’ ready-to-wear. Give come plete details in first letter. | Replies held strictly confl= dential. Box 1-B, Star. HELP DOMESTIC. P A o e e COOK. white. exverienced, for must be able to Dlease COOK. ~good: general through dinner. Apt. Kennedy w.;rren . care for 3 children, " ousework. Knowiadee of Sangis live in: spend summer in Boston: $30 mi Randoloh_589] whi perinced: i Sign_Studio, a P white. 2 children, 5-room Call_Shepherd 5590, care GIRL, white, age or light housework: | ay or go; $14 mo. employed couple dren: light laundry: good home a1y week ends off. - Call “atter references requi: fter 6 p. WOMAN 'hne Ehw. old_ci De Call Spi nd oare of 5131 SITUATIONS MEN ACCOUNTANT. expert: & bookki ing: books started. nufliled bflllnced Teports:_city_ref: BOY, colored, wanis job as porter, chauf- feur, delivery boy or ‘waiter: D. C. ard’ references. atur_2096. COOK-HOUSEMAN, first- ¥rs.”’ experience: rf!vrence where. Sterling 9843, Ri HOUSEMA utility ma California MAN, you; . porter, chauffeur. ge reliable_colored_man, Decatur 5538, wen "ol desires job as ¢ willing worke! MAN. young, colored. wants work as kitcl en helper. porter. truck driver: X!th] honest_worker. _District_2301 MAN. colore: 'lth licenst wants jrlb janitor or e Call M! MANS vom 943 someral education, simple "bookkeeping. typist. zood corre- Spondent with teleshone volce that Tek. isters, sales exp. neat apbearing. honest and Teliable: has driver's permiis: any- thing considered: best references. Dupont . desires selling_posi Box . 8! desires_work as chaufieut n, - experienced. = Call 10 a.m. and 4 p. w truck dril ot ear, witl accept any kind of work. &i Lincoln 5843 beuhw"“nl‘ a Csaner. windo rderence . 5415, coln!!dy co 9594, ‘wants job as porte; waxing floor! wants painting. Phons URSE. male, _specializing_in_mental, Nlconolics, take any case: Teferences Lall, phone SH. 3388, AINTER Tiquor: stendy. will work by d: .ek Afllnfle .34 gow, STENO -TYPIST, typewriter, will ukl dlelIM material, before 8. Work at home evenings. Mi: 6437 Y IG MAN with car seeks legtnr or dnuulge rllemln 'i’th relllbll: Syt oo o gk ATTENTION. builders and contractors. Do Yflu hlve opening for younsg engineer, 7, SXberience construction and anmn:("wme 1014 4th st. ne. __ * OUNG A'I'.[‘ORNEY Desires connections. splendid trial lawyer: Box. 806-A. Star. 0 SITUATIONS WOMEN 8, MAID German-Amer Imstress, Bonest. QbEInE and vers n dustrious. ' Box 43-B. Star. NDRSE, hospital trained yants position caring for elderly or sem alid persons: re(l. Gznnm 5454 |fler 10 a.m. security. NURSE. 34. for_infant. exn.. speaks Several Iahgunces. "o teke mompeie hatse nlxhem‘eu Jistitior; minimum. $12 wk.: ity x mc'm':u, >ishes Tovalid fo '712?1.' Teferences and !XDGH“I“ Geors! nness, lflh, lulllt! in cor resent one of the leading jewelers in Washington. Per- manent positlon for capable men; salary and commission. ELI RUBIN CO,, 718 7th n.w. A L3 lined s !l‘ern'l.lgl 18, 2 ba mEnE, !‘1"‘-‘.‘:’.‘ AP ] L. 053 “Detween n-"‘ (ouunu on Next Page)