The Comanche Chief (Comanche, Tex.), Vol. 60, No. 27, Ed. 1 Friday, February 3, 1933 Page: 2 of 8
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eiephone 29
ps Mart
Marl B. Carlton, Victe
a White. Albert Sfevt
Fifth Grader Georg
Rachel Faulkner. Loui
Sixth Grade: Neville
Octavio Westmoreland;
ROLL
jtrtTthe
Sr. and
nday wi
xon at
Mr. ar>d
turday
First Grade: Robbie Jean Bar-
nett, Bert Hayes.
Second Grade: Billie Ruth My-
Jf‘ C. E. Renfro 'ip(qt the week #rB| Limine MassingiU.
end with hi* father, Sam Renfro Third Grade: Hazel Turney,
■he of z.-uhrt * * r Angelina Denman.
SUV„. wW-«J
*• and children^of F^llowabip^ »P^t Eargle Anderson,, Kathleen Tally,
Mrs. A'. Hwtebgpk" .
. B. Rogers of Harmony ..... .
oo Mi Couch
£ John Duncan, a man of about
.(erty-tve. wheat face indicated the
'vevegee of aa ailment which had
vedaeed him te helpless in valid lam.
aU In a wheel chair waiting for hie
eoaein and lawyer. Ko»>*rt Waido
th play dm* with him puncan
wae rich but not happy pain and
eufferlng. together with the thought
that be would snmr get hotter, made
tee manjpng w cfle and have H over
with.. Hlseyea gleamed and spar-
hied when Waldo entered the room.
* "What'e the Joke. JohnV the at-
torney Inquired a» he seeted him-
GIVING A
done for yeti even When lt‘s dls- !^*>| dl<
gWSSlit Mm term of a bequest.". ... studies.
Duncan amlled. “And you aay Duncan
yOu re not eentimental*"
Certainty not. I've got It 411 flg-
vired out You know what the hioney
will mean to David, with his head
full of clinics and laboratorlea He'll
need every cent of it to carry out
his plane. And. aa for me. I Mtve a
plan whereby t shall make a fortune
for myself—aa large as your own>
The Invalid was amused ^Jidve
you. really* How?
"There are some
S THt
< ( ontif
toward the
“Why
24 LRr^SAC'KS OF
aynsed what was cotiflng and yat
he dreaded tbbedr It.
“Becauae'-'fkey've dismiseed me.
rvai>evh told I’ll be lucky to llye
jp*tlTthe end of the year. I wanted
to see you again belory^t dled.^.
He paused and theo^C^ntlnued- Ss
he noted the la£e''Sllence,jmif sor-
rvy(ul mjyefton. ‘pthMVt why I
sent fop-Tou." •
JJMcTi Dayld around. Duncan
^IghtenctHSn for a apell. The mih-
l n-jidris^ of the yountr p5»y»lciaft
adm,,J to help him- Jane seemed
’brighter, too, but pf rouroe she
would, eejlng David was near. The
yo'-vj^-doetor’a presence did not
1yyenv to Improve,, Waldo. yet^he*
qutded. "HpW'ta hef’> Qreliant .was
silent and Janets little frightened,
asked. "Vou—brought him what he
wanted?" .
Tke lad shook hla head In the
negative. She reached forward and
put her hand on. hla shoulder In a
gestbre of comfort.
Duncan, however, was .not- alone-
Waldo had entered to beep him
company. ‘How do you feel. John?"
he sympathetically inquired.
“Reach Under my plllow—you’ll
ffnd a paper/>^Vvaldo obeyed, tak-
ing a 1 >It pwof notei>aper from under
OUR
iMn I haven't
I'm ready 1*11
you that. In the
He studied the hoard
moved a queen and WK*
lumphahUy.^cnWjuntfte •'
e was tprnpowrlty halted*
■Rr^wf-dandand DeVM
nt ottt^fnto the h»!l to
•nt-' Wete«»ie home.
down to play chess."
> “It's the greatest game lrr the
world." Waldo declared
Duncan glanced at hla . wrist
watch. *T don't know why you plsy
with me. J can never beat you," ,
*' "Too Know why? • Ten ptevThy
f*e D^moit-trntion and I.earv
> • This Flour FBBB
pjfgfi, IjJfJJfJ OPflCE
c“N SATI PDAV,
Waldo wi
Ttmdad beamw TThank ymt^vTr
w greatAo be back" ■
‘HoKMity broken.hasttn did you
gffm the banka of the Denu'-ie?"
WMLllr. Liiftt track after, the
st doxeh>^They IsughecK^WaMa
t War arm a round^"t7 rations it
pufder and wenttotva r^etfoTlv -
s room to scp-'©unr*« As they
i. the'dmHe''fadJed on Jane's face
d-^^Afroughtful expression re-
Mgoit Rhe felt »n undercurrent
aonu> sort In the apparently light
wi 1 fall came« Ounean cunumnccd
to droop jtgkln. lie felt That be-
fore ijw ntw year, he Would be gone.
In Diet he begged David to give
Virn death as a Christmas pit**
ent.- but the lad refused. He felt
WHAT DR.
ne
0»g fror
isn loci
' * J. M.
gad then mir^kf^He spttrd the ac-
^ P u rvtOntrnttod ^ we oould onfy
apply,ithoee rule* to life as well as
r "We caa." Waldo interrupted. /
' “Then;iwhy did you lose all your
s i r^kwatebedHhe re^jilrSof
Cnnstipation for 47—years,"and be-
lieve J. that no matter how careful'
people are (4 their health, diet and
Micrcisc, coa*tli»atl»n will occur (roia
-l.we to time Uf next -Un^rtiUtic,
.,theh, is how ti> treat it when it comes.
Dr. tbWweli always was in favor of
petting es chaw tp’nature me |»>a*it>la,
hence hie reniedv for conatiiat'on*
known as Dr. Caldwell’s Syrup -Pep-
sin, is s mHd vegetable cont]>out)d.
It c*n not harm the system and is
not hsWt forming. Syrup Pepsin is
jg*^***r ?> - h <V> f f ee sv\\\
• • ■ ; • g.
< 4»m© and Ltsarn About These
Betler Products
and friendly scene between the two
men. Slowly she turned and uterled
invalid moved a pawn
“Because 1 played h
followed no plau."
Duncan smiled. “1 followed no
plan when 1 bought those oil lands
.phasardly 1
At the threshold of the living
room. David .pauyed- The smile
-faded on hisjface as he Tookod «v*r
and ssw Dpncsn |n t|i* « b,eel chair
THTBLIN MILLS, INC
Wsant tasting, add youngster* lov*
Dr. CaMwell did not approve of
drastic physics and purges. Hr tHd
pet believe they vreru good for any-
body’s system. In d practice of 47
years bs never saw any reason for
(heir use when Syrnp Pepsin will
amply the bowels just as promptly.
Do not let a day go by without a
bowel movement. Do not sit and hope,
but go .to the nearest druggist and
KLKINS TIN SHOP 1 „
Everything in Sheet Metal. KVpair
Partial <>rw. Roof in fir. Cutter. Tanks
asiiur.:
get ons of the generous bottles of Dr.
Caldwell's' 8yrup Pepsin, or write
“Syrup Pepsin,,r Dept. BB, Monti,
cello. Illinois, for fres trial bottla.
WA>;« ,H iyi<ii for dddfftonaf pretenn, Oaritl tr<u approached by a
panhandler, Morgan bp name h
(Posed by Neil Hamilton and John Kkeckan)
“Pm shocked that you should even
think of such a thing." ............
“If you were In my place’ you'd
understand. 1 thought David would
give me thy way out, but he re-
fused.” i
“Of course he Has." There was
gentle reproach In Waldo's voice. 1
' HONE 321
—-ii t>*r
, ■. isK., i ...
thAercttest holiday wf~Kle whole
(■■IHMVRPPHMHHRNNRHRHMHIMHHHMHpBpBMBBHMB They tm)>orted a number
- . ■>•' ' ' * emtdren from the oCphspage to on-
-Makolm, can the ttniion and tee If the Sew York train', on time. - twmi-roJTm
•W y°* the dining room table was ladened
lPoted bp Alan IHntknrt, Charlrt Srlloskind C'koi^Ice Colcmes) with choice morsels—a Christmas
dinner unequalled There were
In Texas. Tou begged me not to do The InyalW noted (he lad'e reac- presents for everybody, and svqn
.M» I HLA' h Vt M.i
I'ractHe tunitao to
bat. Nuar aud lhn»
INSURE
-Mtnrt«ru:n
"Outsideof any mentl right, he has
no legal right as yojg physician to
provide you with the means of sui-
cide." V- '
"That's why I wrote the note—to
Insuranc.e is Protection. Don’t take a chance of
loosing uyour Home or Inrestmeni by Neglecting
your Insurance. *' fl
Nothinr but Strong Old Line Stock CdmpaniW
Represented b> this Agency. f ' ; -
N. Arf 'dlim’r X(d
protect himt I've been given up by
a d oxen spec la lists. There's oo hope.;
for me you Know tiiat. it-would
be so easy for David to help me."
“You mustn't give up. You must
keep on fighting."
“I can't fight any more. 1 want ]
rest, that’s all. Maybe you'll help j
Ihroush
as thou
I lake tM
whose I
both oil
hi hey nrj
you ms
When
advice and following my own im-
puise. l became a rich man." —-
i, Waldo glanced up from the board
“I gather, my dear co.usin. that; you
m ra akmtt • a A lamnwar a «MAra l '* 14 a
K. M.M’ORN
And Rondw
hirst Natl Hank Hid*
hwMeprf Phone PI
Ii’isurancp and Bonds
Chase. 1 didn't want to worry you "
He looked up at WaWo and con*.
Untied. ‘And there s nothing to
worry about. Is there?"
“Nothing but #lnner " Waldo
smiled "If you'll excuse me. I’ll lell
Malcolm to get started; . He left,
closing the door behind him
The fnrsBd motioned D*dd km
a chair "git down Lei mb get a
look st you ’* * '
As Waldo passed the chess table
in the library, he stared down at the
figures . .His niood was thoughtful
and grave. Jgrie entered In, her
Mirar's garb. She was even ipore
attractive in the uniform ' than
Dimrnns voice.- "Will you?"
_ Waldo was surprised. "MsT*
"You have no ethical problems to
face. . You're my friend, my cousin.
You ran get It for me. It’s so
simple—Just a few pellets.’ You dis-
solve them In liquid and Inject—and
you go to sleep and never waks up
in rt-iin ” Tlig ma ■ bang— aa—g^Mii
» “No. One of my favorite poets.
Robert Burns, was a bH ahead-; «f
me I think be put It very neatly
when he said. The best laid plan*
of mice and men gang aft ogiee ’
T’oets never tell the truth.-"
"They're the only ones that d«“
Duncan looked up aa Malcolm en-
' tered tbs room. “Malcolm. Call the
station and see if the New York
train's oo time, will you?"
T The i butler nodded and left
Waldo volunteered the Information.
“I'd have gone to the station to
meet David, bat Jane ran out on
me." , A stow smile came into his
face. 'Three's a crowd, don't your
think? The trill -of a -canaip-
sounded. Outside a spring wind
was billowing the curtains of the”
window, through which might be
seen a vista of lovely garden, a
fountain, and the like “A crowd?
To tell you the truth, at this time
of fhe year three wo«M be a mob."
, Duncan paid no head to W’aldo's
words. He was ;occupied with his
own thoughts. “And while we’re on
OMj subject of truth," he paused.
Ora hi
tuick i
i back
Befoi
tered
I Dunes i
(of got
llnwi
last ni
Jane
about
"I <
jhilmen
be my
"1 should say so'" Morgan eager-
ly exclaimed “I've had lota of ex-
perience—I was with Waiter Hamp-
den Tor one season and with lha
Salvation Army for three."
i, “There's a Ave spot and a good
dinner in If fur you-"—------- — —i
.Morgan was joyous. "Merry
Chnstmsa brother! Where are the
reindeer?" ’ ":T ' .
"YoltOW «#.•
Aa they arrived at the house, the
chlldrCh' were singing "Holy ,Nlfhl “
David turned Morgan over ta Mal-
•Irotm -w+rh the instructions to help
him dress and above alt to keep
him out of bight of the children
“Now there's two ways of playin'
any pnrt—whether it'a Santa Claus
or llamlet." “Morgan explained to
the disgusted Malcolm. "Either you
put your heart Into It. or you don't
Now If they expect me to put my
heart Into this. I've got to have a
little shot." .! ).
The butler eyed Morgan's under-
shirt with, abhorrence. “In the
thatter of liquid refreshment. I'd
suggest an exterior rather than an
~ Interior appllcatlod.' '. ~l •
M- rgan grinned. "Ten you what
I Tl do—You get me a <lrlnk an' Til
take a hat.t It'll be medicine for
me I been standtn' out In the
snow Wf hours—(-1 nearly frose to
death Vm not a drlnkln' man—It's
only I need-something to warm me
ut>.''
"The only liquor we have Is some
that sir. Waldo brought from town
yesterday, and I can't give any of
that," said Malcotm.
on liquor 1>f a rare vintage. Still In
the garb of Santa Clatis, he was
having the merriest Christmas of bis
career while Malcolm and David
were searching for the miming Kris
Krtngle. Not being able to find
him, the .butler was pressed into
service, wearlrg a suit of armor as
Bob
shock
krougl
dence
went
"I ca
J've
time.'
clan’s
turnet
hand
„r«i11 p « sun VI armor ns
a disguise:
The party was a huge success.
The children were happy and went >
hack to the orphanage dellghted-V
Morgan alept peacefully In the-wine
celjar The day following found
Waldo In bis office preparing t& dic-
tate a new will for Duncan. The in-
valid had decided after all to leave
his entire fortune to /David On
second thought, however. Waldo de-
cided not to trum such bn Important
matter to hla secretary He would
type it himself He dismissed bis
secretary, got up. wem to the wfftr
dow and looketf~out at the drlxallng
rain Then he walked to his desk
and stared down at a picture of
Jane—Jgne. the womnp he wanted:
but who. like Duncan’s fortune, was
Id ge to David Hla thoughts were
malignant and bitter. Why uhould
Davlg get all the good things of
life, while be starved for them? -
He sat.-down to the typewriter,
found some legal sised paper, and
began to type, using a tingle linger
of sack hand He paused a iutturt#<
ta think Hla eyes wandered aver
ta the framed picture of Jane en Urn
desk Wild thoughts surged throng*
hla brain. Me saw the girl tar Ma
arm* hla whs I David should lever
■terry the girt; he wae AdMftelMt
and Produce
"Wasn't M a good treason"" •
"Yes:*- '«
"Well—that wasn't the, reason."
"I know It.'- ___
•1 thought It would be goo* for
the doctor to go abroad for a!few
years because It would give.me a
chance to. have you for myself"
She was alient Waldo waited an
instant and then-asked. 'Svny- don't
you *ay aowfcthing?"
T don't know what to say *
“I'm not afraid to tell you the
truth Why should you be""
Jane-wee ewmsiforuM* "You’ve
Top Prices at All Times
beerf'wsoat kind t©' me ever alnce I
came here " ,
•Then why not be kind to me and
tqlt'me the truth?" He took her
hands. While she did nor with-
draw them. It was obvious that the
gesture made , her uncomfortable.
"Ted ine a half truth, then.’ tKotdo
urged Tf David had not come hack
from Europe—if he Had never come
buck I mean--would It have mad*
any difference?’
Through the glass .partition David
and Duncan coujd.he aeen In earnest
conversation She Moke* at the
htth? Weil, you go back
tell tha guy that hired me thai
can t get a drink ha get# hii
another Santa Claus." Mai
hesitated "xJe on—tell him."?
better left
While this by play was gate
fhat"
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