anaheim-gazette 1931-08-27

ROWENA RIDES THE RUMBLE BY ETHEL HUESTON Tenth Instalment Rackruff Motors hire Rowena to accompany Peter on a nation-wide tour in their roadster as an advertising stunt. At the last minute Little Bobby is engaged to act as chaperon. A few miles out Bobby becomes tearful at being parted from her sweetheart and Rowena insists on taking her place in the rumble so that she can ride with Peter and have him to talk to about Carter. Rowena gets Peter to consent to divide the expense money each week as soon as it arrives, and astonishes Peter by eating too economically. The three tourists reach Denver, after passing through Buffalo, Chicago and St. Louis. Peter and Rowena have many tiffs on the way while Carter keeps wiring Bobby to return to New York. The morning after they reach Denver, Peter and Rowena discover Bobby has deserted them and returned to New York by train. They are faced with the impossible condition of continuing their trip without a chaperon. Rowena suggests to Peter that they make a "companionate" marriage. They are married and go to Cheyenne, where their actions, when they ask for rooms on separate floors, arouses the suspicions of the hotel clerk. They finally succeed in getting rooms, but not without exciting the laughter of the hotel loungers. They resume the trip next day and why I came to go on the rest of the trip with you." But see here," said Peter eternly, "you can't just be on and off with us like that. You left us in a terrible hole, running off the way you did——" "I knew I had done wrong," said Bobby, "and so I said the best thing to do was to come straight back as fast as I could. That's why I didn't send back the money I borrowed, Peter. I needed it to come back on." "Well, what happened?" demanded Rowena, "How in the world did you ever get off with Carter?" "It was like this. At first he was simply overjoyed to have me back and then in an hour we got to talking about it and he got madder and madder and said he really didn't know whether he wanted to ruin his future by marrying a woman who had no more sense than that. So naturally I broke the engagement and gave him back his ring. I put my things in my bag and called up Rackruff to find out where I could catch you, and here I am. Oh, darlings, I've been so unhappy and it is so good to see you again. They were none too well pleased about it., Bobby was an expensive addition to the party, seemed doubly expensive now that they could dispense with her presence. It did not clear the atmosphere when they found waiting a telegram from the company with peremptory orders to "Let's see if we can find house and get a decent soup. For himself Peter thickest, juiciest steak their hands on, and plenely freeds." "That sounds good," meekly, "Two." She hoped Peter could hear voice how the very made her mouth water. "Well, there's one nice traveling trio," said Rowena know just what to expect. A bed, and food, and no a seems a bit smug after venture Peter and I have. Bobby said nothing at brooding painfully over state of affairs in New York heart was wrung with do. There was no letter for hotel in Los Angeles and sibly. It was probably her abs personal grief which kept sensing at the first moment ere did, that something went. Peter registered for a clerk, instead of consult chart as clerks are supposed without a word and went joining office. "Peter," whispered Rowna like that clerk. He looks sort of manager to me. this hotel either. I have eighth sense about hotel somewhere else." Oh, that's all imagined Peter, uncomfortably awake not imagination and that right about it. But the clerk came back inner office at that moment a boy and immediately... are overwhelmed by a cloudburst in an arroyo and are thrown out of the car. A party of tourist campers gives them dry clothes and food. Spokane is finally reached and the hotel clerk smiles when they register. They resume the trip the next day and are overwhelmed by a cloudburst in an arroyo and are thrown out of the car. A party of tourist campers gives them dry clothes and food. Spokane is finally reached and the hotel clerk smiles when they register. They find Rackruff Motors have arranged a public reception and dance for them. They are deluged with presents. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY: It was indeed very plain what they thought about Peter. The friendly, admiring smiles with which they said goodbye to Rowena froze into cold disapproval in their curt nods to Peter. He felt quite cut up over it all. "Don't you care," said Rowena. "When they find out how things really are, they'll be so mad at me for fooling them you'll rebound your way and think you're quite the nuts." "Well," said Peter, "there's one thing sure. Everything in the world has happened to us now. From desert sands to mountain mud, from separate floors to bridal suite, we've run the gamut of the unexpected. Nothing will surprise me after this." "Me, either," agreed Rowena. "I've used up the very last of my surprise sensations. No matter what happens, I'm expecting it." But they were both wrong. Incredible as it seemed at the moment, they send her back at once. It said it was better publicity for the roadster to have the bridal couple continue their honeymoon alone. Bobby said it was none of their business what she did, that she was responsible only to Carter. Was she going to let any ten-cent company give her orders? Certainly not! Her arrangement with Rowena had been for the entire tour and for the entire tour she would continue. So Rowena retired to the rumble seat, although Carter insinuated strongly that he was not vitally interested in the details of the falling-out with Carter. South to Portland proceeded the thoroughly chaperoned bridal party. It was in Portland that Bobby, who had been delighted into genuine hysterics over their gay account of the big doings in Spokane, demanded to see the wedding presents. Peter brought out the cocktail shaker and the cigarette lighter and Rowena showed her the watch and the candy box with the kissing cupids—it was the last time Rowena showed that watch for a good many weeks. She left it in extremely safe deposit—for a consideration—right there in Portland. They gave Bobby a lurid account of the desperate strait in which she left them, and how Rowena conceived the bright idea of getting married as a sop to the requirements of society. Bobby said she always did think Rowena was just too clever for words. "But aren't you just as married as if you really were married?" she asked interestedly. "Peter," whispered Rowena like that clerk. He looks sort of manager to me, this hotel either. I have eighth sense about hotel somewhere else." "Oh, that's all imagination Peter, uncomfortably aware not imagination and that right about it. But the clerk came back inner office at that moment a boy, and immediately their way up. Rowena shared a large double room in a single one adjoining, between. He was thickly hands with soap, to get a cumulation of motor oil and dust when there was a door and Rowena opened three men, one the main hotel. "Mr. Blande here?" "His room is over there, bath now, I think." "Call him in, will you?" "Peter!" Rowena called the door. "Can you come in in his hands." "Hello," he said cheerful what? "That's what we want to you Peter Blande?" "I most certainly am." "Is one of these ladies?" "Yes. This lady—Rowena wife." "Did you register as Mr. No, by my maiden name writer and use my own professional reasons." "You admit that you are however?" "Why, they gave them suite in Spokane," put in fully. "Yes, we heard about the Miss Lowell?" "Yes. Roberta Lowell." "Well, I'm sorry, but you rest. All three of you complain against you from They say you're not man traveling under false pretend us to hold you. They keeping this young lady by that you have a demoralize over her." Rowena and Peter glowen. "What?" they demanded as this mean? "I haven't the faintest idea by." "I never saw anything ing about you." "That," said the officer kid cause you are so innocent lady out there—and at him they turned and saw a unifan on guard in the corridor their door—that lady is fronile court. She will take you." (CONTINUED NEXT) them they'll rebound your way and think you're quite the nuts." "Woll," said Peter, "there's one thing sure. Everything in the world has happened to us now. From desert sands to mountain mud, from separate floors to bridal suite, we've run the gamut of the unexpected. Nothing will surprise me after this." "Me, either," agreed Rowena. "I've used up the very last of my surprise sensations. No matter what happens, I'm expecting it." But they were both wrong. Incredible as it seemed at the moment, they were due for many more surprising denouements and more sensational ones. Even climatic conditions conspired to add to their discomfiture. The sky had been overcast for hours, and a heavy downpour of rain was followed by a steady, disheartening drizzle that showed no signs of diminution. They smiled at each other after a terrible day and in friendly, comradely quiet pulled slowly up to the hotel. "Just ask for two singles," advised Rowena. "And if they give us adjoining ones we can't help it. We've got spokane to fall back on." They followed the boy with their bags into the hotel lobby. And the first thing they saw there was little brown Bobby Lowell sitting all hunched up in the biggest upholstered chair in sight. "Bobby!" they cried. "You little duck, you! Where did you come from? Where are you going? What in the world are you doing here?" Bobby dimpled, wept and giggled, kissing them both again and again with complete impartiality. "You angels!" she said. "I've been so lonesome and I'm so glad to be back with you again. I feel like a poor little lonesome orphan that just found out it is a Smith!" "Where's Carter? Is it your honey-moon?" The small brown nose uptilted itself to a very haughty angle. "Never mention his name to me again," she said thickly. "I never want to see him again as long as I live." "Carter! You never want to see Carter? Oh, you can't mean Carter!" protested Rowena, who simply could not conceive of a Bobby with no Carter at the tip of her tongue. "It's just not possible!" "It is possible—it's a fact. All is over between us forever and ever. That's ing cupids—it was the last time Rowena showed that watch for a good many weeks. She left it in extremely safe deposit—for a consideration—right there in Portland. They gave Bobby a lurid account of the desperate strait in which she left them, and how Rowena conceived the bright idea of getting married as a sop to the requirements of society. Bobby said she always did think Rowena was just too clever for words. "But aren't you just as married as if you really were married?" she asked interestedly. "Not at all. We're just pretending that way. In fact we're the same old maids and bachelors we always were." "In't it too bad you are both so disagreeable?" said Bobby sweetly. "If you were just a little nicer you could fall in love with each other now—you know, they write best sellers about men falling in love with their wives—and it would be too romantic for words!" "Thank God, we're not nice then," said Rowena. "With the example before us of you and Carter in love and all it leads too, Peter and I have entirely too much sense to be anything but enemies." In San Francisco Peter found Rowena was starving herself to send money back East. He had suspected that she was in debt. Evidently her creditors were pushing her hard. He went abruptly out to the little park where they were snapping the pictures. "You must have enough," he said. "Ye're both dead tired. Let's lay off." Rowena's smile was grateful. "I am tired," she confessed. When they got in the roadster to return to the hotel he said in a voice so offhand and unconcerned that if she had not been so vitally interested in his words she must surely have suspected some hidden prompting. "By the way, I got the expense money today. Of course, we're not supposed to have it till Monday but I cashed the check so you may as well have yours." "P-Peter!" gasped Rowena, and she pressed the back of her hand quickly to her lips. Peter hoped she was not going to give anything away, confide any embarrassing details, but he need not have worried. Rowena shouldered her own worries. "I'm hungry as the deuce," he said. "What," they demanded this mean? "I haven't the faintest idea by. I never saw anything about you." "That," said the officer kills cause you are so innocent lady out there—and at him they turned and saw a uniflame an on guard in the corridor their door—that lady is frighten court. She will take you." (CONTINUED NEXT) Dole System Is Opposed by The unemployment situation one of the chief topics of the Long Beach convention American Legion, August 30th to an announcement by B.W. state commander of the Gearhart states that the Vote fare commission of the Leag by C.J. Turner of Los Angeles giving the problem serious will make an extensive reponses and remedies for relief vention. "The Legion will oppose of any form of the so-called tem," says Gearhart. "The economic and once it is str form it is beyond comprehension it would stop. Veterans want work, not charity. It cere hope that through stimuli improvements by our states and the nation, unconditions can be remedied economic situation readjust." Highest Landing in Inyo The highest airplane landed the United States, located at 9000 feet on South Dakota in the Inyo national just been opened, according service officials. The first made by Pilot Bob Larson plane owned by W.O.Todd geles, who, with Mrs.Todd senger on the flight. "Let's see if we can find a good chop house and get a decent steak." Rowena never said a word about soup. For himself Peter ordered the thickest, juiciest steak they could get their hands on, and plenty of "French fried." "That sounds good," said Rowena, meekly. "Two." She hoped Peter could not tell from her voice how the very thought of it made her mouth water. "Well, there's one nice thing about traveling trio," said Rowena. "You know just what to expect of every town. A bed, and food, and no adventures. It seems a bit smug after the life of adventure Peter and I have lived." Bobby said nothing at all. She was prodding painfully over the probable state of affairs in New York and her heart was wrung with doubts. There was no letter for her at the hotel in Los Angeles and she wilted visibly. It was probably her absorption in her personal grief which kept her from sensing at the first moment, as the others did, that something was wrong. Peter registered for all three, and the clerk, instead of consulting the room chart as clerks are supposed to, turned without a word and went into the adjoining office. "Peter," whispered Rowena, "I don't like that clerk. He looks like the worst sort of manager to me. I don't like this hotel either. I have developed a sixth sense about hotels. Let's go somewhere else." "Oh, that's all imagination," said Peter, uncomfortably aware that it was not imagination and that Rowena was right about it. But the clerk came back from the inner office at that moment, summoned boy, and immediately they were on TOMORROW FRANK PARKER STOCKBRIDGE ENGINES A young man named Cramer astonished the world the other day by flying from Detroit to Greenland without telling anybody that he was going. The important thing about that flight is that he didn't use any gasoline. His engine is of the Diesel type, which uses anything in the form of oil for fuel. As he put it, he could fly it on butter or whale oil if necessary. The best gasoline engines today are only 8 percent efficient—that is, they utilize only 5 percent of the power in the fuel. Crude oil engines of the Diesel type are more efficient than that but still far from perfect. The next thing in engines will be one in which the waste of energy necessary to convert reciprocal motion into protary motion will be done away with. CONTRAST The city of Chanute, Kansas, is probably the most prosperous community in America, if not in the world. Its people pay no taxes whatever. The city of Fall River, Mass., is in the hands of a receiver, because of inability to meet its obligations out of tax receipts. Chanute gets enough revenue from municipally-owned gas, electric and water utilities to pay all the running expenses of the town as well as support an airport and a brass band. The city is run by business men. Fall River has been run by politicians for generations. The principal argument against public ownership of public utilities is that Affairs of Week at Nation’s Capital (Correspondence to The Gazette) Washington, D. C.—These present days are dog days and nowhere is the heat felt harder than in this capital of the nation. Some 200,000 people work for Uncle Sam in this city, and probably there is not one of them who does not bemoan the fact that Virginia and Maryland had a dominant voice in the selection of the capital site in the year 1787. Both New York and Philadelphia, which are measurably more comfortable in hot weather, made strong bids to become the seat of the nation's activities, and, for a time, each was the capital of the United States. Finally Virginia and Maryland forced the selection of the site along the Potomac, in spite of its being a mosquito-ridden, malaria-infested swamp, where the-heavy vapor from the mille-wide river caused an overpowering humidity in all the hot months. Spring and fall months are highly enjoyable here, but even an Arizona talks at the summer climate. This summer heat causes a noticeable slowing down in all departments of the government and a heavy economic loss can be charged up to the climate from that condition. Business men, who are appointed to high positions in the government, almost invariably endeavor to speed up their workers soon after arriving, but eventually find themselves hammered down to the speed of the regulars, or else they resign or die. It appears impossible to accelerate the pace of a civil service worker at the seat of government. For many years the great Treasury building was pointed to by all as a fine place to work. It is an ancient structure, as Washington buildings go, and has stone walls five feet thick. These short as clerks are supposed to, turned without a word and went into the adjoining office. "Peter," whispered Rowena, "I don't like that clerk. He looks like the worst sort of manager to me. I don't like his hotel either. I have developed a sixth sense about hotels. Let's go somewhere else." "Oh, that's all imagination," said Peter, uncomfortably aware that it was not imagination and that Rowena was right about it. But the clerk came back from the inner office at that moment, summoned boy, and immediately they were on their way up. Rowena and Bobby shared a large double room with Peter in a single one adjoining, the bathroom between. He was thickly lathering his hands with soap, to get rid of his accumulation of motor oil and California dust when there was a knock at the door and Rowena opened it to admit three men, one the manager of the hotel. "Mr. Blande here?" "His room is over there. He's in the bath now. I think." "Call him in, will you?" "Peter!" Rowena called at the closed door. "Can you come in a minute?" Peter came at once, the towel still in his hands. "Hello," he said cheerfully. "What's that?" "That's what we want to know. Are you Peter Blande?" "I most certainly am." "Is one of these ladies your wife?" "Yes. This lady—Rowena—is my life." Did you register as Mrs. Blande? No, by my maiden name. I am a writer and use my own name for professional reasons. You admit that you are his wife, however? Why, they gave them the bridalite in Spokane, put in Zobby helpfully. Yes, we heard about that. Are you Miss Lowell? Yes. Roberta Lowell. Well, I'm sorry, but you're under arrest. All three of you. We have a complaint against you from New York. They say you're not married at all, traveling under false pretenses and ant to hold you. They say you'reeping this young lady by coercion and that you have a demoralizing influence on her. Rowena and Peter glowered at Bobby. What," they demanded sternly, "does is mean? I haven't the faintest idea," said Bob. "I never saw anything demoralizing about you." That," said the officer kindly, "is because you are so innocent. But that day out there—and at his indication they turned and saw a uniformed woman on guard in the corridor just outside our door—that lady is from the juvenile court. She will take charge of us." (CONTINUED NEXT WEEK) PENSIONS Today every man who served in any of our wars before the World War is receiving a pension. Soon all the World War veterans will be on the pension roll. Employees in the civil service of the Federal government now get pensions at the age of 70. Most states provide pensions for dependent mothers. Many states have old-age pension systems. Nearly all school systems now retire aged teachers on pensions. Many industries pension old employees. Firemen, policemen and other municipal employees in the big cities all get pensions after a given term of service. Even Al Smith is on the New York state civil pension roll. Much of the worry of middle age would be eliminated if everybody could look forward to a peaceful old age not dependent upon charity. Perhaps the incentive to thrift would be impaired, but I doubt that. And I believe that eventually some system will be adopted everywhere. SEAPORTS Chicago got greatly excited a short time ago when the Swedish freighter "Anna," with a cargo of barbed wire and sardines, entered the Chicago river with the Swedish flag flying. It has long been Chicago's dream to become a seaport. Chicago enthusiasts picture a deep-water channel from the St.-Lawrence through the Great Lakes to the very heart of the United States. That is an engineering possibility, but whether it would pay is another question. Ocean transportation is always a risky venture. Very few shipowners are making money these days. The demand is constant for greater speed and quicker "turn-around" between ocean terminals. The passage through any inland waterway is necessarily slow. However, Chicago has set her heart on becoming a seaport and what Chicago goes after she usually gets. PARALYSIS The East this year is having another epidemic of infantile paralysis. The West is comparatively free from this terrible scourge. It is one of the few pointed to high positions in the government, almost invariably endeavor to speed up their workers soon after arriving, but eventually find themselves hammered down to the speed of the regulars, or else they resign or die. It appears impossible to accelerate the pace of a civil service worker at the seat of government. For many years the great Treasury building was pointed to by all as a fine place to work. It is an ancient structure, as Washington buildings go, and has stone walls five feet thick. These keep out the glaring heat in summer and the biting cold in winter and make the place an agreeable spot in which to work. Nobody opens any windows in the place and this causes a slight "prison odor," but even that is preferable to the terrific heat of the outside. For many years senators and representatives in Congress have been hurried to an early grave through the unhealthy conditions they were forced to endure during the sessions of Congress. A few years ago a modern ventilating system was installed in both houses and since then "Congressional cold" has ceased to be a menace to the lives of our middleaged representatives. When the White House fire of nearly two years ago occurred, President Hoover had his executive offices remodeled with the same air conditioning system and it has worked so well that he has turned out more work, stood longer hours and met more people than any President in recent times. It has worked so well that Mr. Hoover has vetoed any plans for the usual summer vacation, outside of his weekly trips to his Rapidan camp, and is standing the Washington summer in splendid shape. An attempt was made to have the same cooling system installed in the new Department of Commerce building, the largest government office building in the world. Opposition in Congress blocked the plan, except for one wing where the secretary and his leading assistants are housed. The result is that the authorities are being deluged with applications for positions in that particular wing, nearly every stenographer and other office workers trying to wrangle a berth where they can keep cool. H. V. WEISEL ATTORNEY-AT-LAW Chill and Probate Matters Only PHONE 2237 or 2238 607 Bank of America Bldg. Anaheim, Calif. What," they demanded sternly, "does is mean?" I haven't the faintest idea," said Bob. "I never saw anything demoralizing about you." That," said the officer kindly, "is because you are so innocent. But that out there—and at his indication he turned and saw a uniformed woman on guard in the corridor just outside the door—that lady is from the juvenile court. She will take charge of us." (CONTINUED NEXT WEEK) Dole System Is Opposed by Legion The unemployment situation will be one of the chief topics of discussion at the Long Beach convention of the American Legion, August 31, according to an announcement by B. W. Gearhart, state commander of the organization. Gearhart states that the Veterans' welfare commission of the Legion, headed C. J. Turner of Los Angeles, is now facing the problem serious study and will make an extensive report of conditions and remedies for relief at the convention. The Legion will oppose recognition of any form of the so-called dole system," says Gearhart. "The dole is unconomic and once it is started in any form it is beyond comprehension where would stop. Veterans and others cannot work, not charity. It is our shame hope that through stimulating public improvements by communities and the nation, unemployment conditions can be remedied until the economic situation readjusts itself." Highest Landing in Inyo Forest The highest airplane landing field in the United States, located at an elevation of 9000 feet on South Fork meadows in the Inyo national forest, has been opened, according to forest service officials. The first landing was made by Pilot Bob Larsen, flying a plane owned by W. O. Todd of Los Angeles, who, with Mrs. Todd, was a passenger on the flight. PARALYSIS The East this year is having another epidemic of infantile paralysis. The West is comparatively free from this terrible scourge. It is one of the few diseases of which the exact cause is still unknown to science, and for which no effective preventive measures have been devised. Cure is uncertain, and complete recovery practically unknown. While it cripples the bodies, especially the legs, of its victims, infantile paralysis sometimes seems to sharpen the brain. Governor Roosevelt of New York was infected by this disease, which seldom attacks adults, eight years ago. He is able now to walk without leg braces, with the aid of a couple of canes, while his mind is as active as ever. I know one girl who was infected in the 1916 epidemic who refused to be licked by her affliction and has succeeded in establishing herself as a fashionable milliner, making annual trips to Paris. One of the most seriously crippled boys I ever saw, a victim of paralysis at the age of seven, graduated this year at the top of his class in a western university. It is small consolation to a mother whose child is deprived of its normal physical life by infantile paralysis, to realize that it still has a chance to develop its mental activities, but there is always that ray of hope. The Florida legislature refuses to pass a quick divorce bill. Having found through its land boom that too much hurrying often results in a headache, Florida is going to take things deliberately in the future. Remember the old days when they used to recommend a thing by saying that it was "as good as old wheat in the mill?" Remember the good old-fashioned girl who was satisfied if the boy friend blew in seventy-five cents on Saturday evening? PAIN HEADACHES NEURITIS NEURALGIA, COLDS Whenever you have some nagging ache or pain, take some tablets of Bayer Aspirin. Relief is immediate! There's scarcely ever an ache or pain that Bayer Aspirin won't relieve—and never a time when you can't take it. The tablets with the Bayer cross are always safe. They will not depress the heart, or otherwise harm you. Use them as often as they can spare you any pain or discomfort. Just be sure to buy the genuine. Examine the box. Beware of imitations. Aspirin is the trade-mark of Bayer manufacture of monoaceticacidester of salicylic acid. Another handicap that Washington suffers from is that it is located in a Federal district, practically free from business in the form known in nearly every other city in the country. This has kept the capital from being in close touch with businesses and industry and their problems and causes a distorted viewpoint on questions vital to the success of the country. It is a condition hard to rectify. Men of affairs have little contact with the men at the heads of the various Washington bureaus with a resulting loss to both sides. Civil service employees enjoy many privileges and there is never any trouble in filling the ranks of the workers. They have thirty days' leave with pay each year and in addition may take thirty days' sick leave on a doctor's certificate, which is not hard to get. They work five and a half days a week and seven hours a day. This makes up for the smaller pay, besides which, Washington rents and living expenses are based on the low pay schedule, making the city one of the cheapest in the entire country in which to live. Their jobs are for life, with a pension after the age of 70, and they are not forced to work at high pressure, like workers in ordinary business. In Washington, only the President and other leading executives of the government put in strenuous days. Former Secretary of War Davis was the victim of tear gas in Pennsylvania the other day. Owing to the fact that he spent a winter in the senate, however, the effects of the gas soon passed off. A Wisconsin woman eloped with two men the same day, but it seems one of them 'escaped.' Dayton News. Well, France sent us Lafayette and we sent them Andy Mellon, and we hope they are appreciative as we were. How to train BABY'S BOWELS Babies, bottle-fed or breast-fed, with any tendency to be constipated, would thrive if they received daily, half a teaspoonful of this old family doctor's prescription for the bowels. That is one sure way to train tiny bowels to healthy regularity. To avoid the fretfulness, vomiting, crying, failure to gain, and other ills of constipated babies. Dr. Caldwell's Syrup Pepsin is good for any baby. For this, you have the word of a famous doctor. Forty-seven years of practice taught him just what babies need to keep their little bowels active, regular; keep little bodies plump and healthy. For Dr. Caldwell specialized in the treatment of women and little ones. He attended over 3500 births without loss of one mother or baby. DR. W. B. 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