anaheim-gazette 1931-09-10

ROWENA RIDES THE RUMBLE BY ETHEL HUESTON Twelfth 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. the Boston Lowells. All right, Bobby, give us the lowdown. Now, Carter Wellman—" "It's all his fault," sobbed Bobby, ignoring Constantine's black and white paw. "You know that telegram he sent you, Peter? It was a lie. He didn't mean a word of it." "Will you sue him, or shall I horsewhip him?" "How do you know? You haven't had time to get to New York and quarrel with him this time." objected Rowena. "I had plenty of time in Albuquerque and I called him up. I asked him what I should get for the wedding? He said 'What wedding?' I said, 'Our wedding.' That you wired Peter Blande about. Rowena—Peter—he went on something awful. He said if I thought less about clothes and more about my immortal soul I'd be better off. He said what did I mean by telling strangers—and low-principled characters like Peter, at that—the private details of our love affair. In fact, he said he wasn't going to marry me until New York had a new insane asylum where he could control me by the latest improved method." Rowena and Peter screamed with laughter. "Rowena," said Peter, "I take it all back. I won't punch him in the nose. He's a great old scout." "What did you say, darling?" inquired Rowena. "I said," announced Bobby with dig- will get that odd notion abc Peter gave the conductor—who said he could safely she would reach her doctor's adventure. "You'll know him all right ter. 'He's red-headed and tern-jawed." The conductor, who was jawed himself, promised Peter passed on the same five dollar bill, to the po-Pullman, and then sent a-Carter announcing the ex-of her arrival and advising in touch with the conductor Then he hurriedly rejoined "Goodbye, darling," sa cheerfully. "See you in N." Oh, no, you won't," said he won't see me again till you New York." At the hotel in Houston another fat letter for Rowena telegram which she opened But it was only Buddy's an inquiry from El Paso. "No," it stated briefly. "money, wouldn't I ask for And, hard up as she we gave herself the satisfactory back the one word, 'Yes.' There was also a telegraph transfer for Peter to the am-dollars, and with it a short sage: "You go to hell." It was from Ronald Roost Rowena was wrong about needed money a great many that but never asked for it accepted a job in a haberdash he worked two hours every and all day Saturday. Ro like that because it kept him ball games, but all Buddy objections was. "I've seen a They resume the trip 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 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. After the festivities, Peter angers the hotel staff by leaving his bride alone all night and Rowena tries to console him for the bad opinion he has won by his actions. They find Bobble awaiting them in the hotel at Seattle and she travels with them to Los Angeles where they are met by an unfriendly hotel clerk, who summons the police who thereupon place all three under arrest for kidnapping Bobby. After adjusting their difficulties, Petet accidentally opens a letter from Rowena's kid brother demanding $50 to pay a gambling debt. He sends the $50 out of his own money, along with a caustic letter. On reaching El Paso, Rowena hears from her brother. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY: "Why, here he's written me two whole letters, page after page, all about college and the boys and such nonsense, and never said a word about money." Rowena," said Peter, "I take it all back. I won't punch him in the nose. He's a great old scout." "What did you say, darling?" inquired Rowena. "I said," announced Bobby with diggity, "that while perhaps he had never been in jail as Peter had, and had never journeyed the country under false pretenses and that sort of thing. Peter could teach him a whole lot about handling women. Rowena rolled back on the bed, helpless with laughter. "What did he say to that?" asked Peter. Nothing. He hung up the receiver on me—and me paying for a telephone call clear from Albuquerque! So Rowena retired with Constantine to her rumble seat, and they continued swiftly east. Bobby no longer did all the talking. Peter was showing up as something of a conversationalist on his own account. "You've made a great mistake. Bobby," he told her over and over, speaking in a slow and impressive voice. "I know men. Carter meant just what he said in that telegram, but he resented your taking up such a sacred subject by long-distance telephone. The telephone is such a sordid, mechanical, diabolical device. Naturally he would not wish to make plans for the tremendous romantic experience of his life by telephone at so much a minute. He wanted to have you in his arms." Bobby was impressed—even a little frightened. "But he used to make love to me over the phone in New York," she said defensively. "That was different. He was seeing you every day then and the calls were from house to house. It's not like shouting 'I love you' over three thousand miles of farm and factories. I don't blame Carter. I'm like that my sage: "You go to hell." It was from Ronald Rostock. Rowena was wrong about needed money a great many times that but never asked for it accepted a job in a haberdasher he worked two hours ever and all day Saturday. Rob like that because it kept him ball games, but all Buddy objections was, "I've seen a Rowena was quite uneasy." Peter wanted to write him many times to put his friend into phrases, to say cheer him he was quite the stuff; even have apologized for him. But somehow the kindly thought not be written down, for Rowena's facility with words only in the pressure of deat that Peter turned to the poor months later, when the two first time, there had been change of opinions between Buddy's lucid wire. But with a hand of each in one o'brightly: "Oh, Peter, this is Buddy shook hands heartily and "Well, hello!" "Hello, hello," said Buddy. And they both laughed at each knew exactly what they in mind. They had looked forward to leans as one of the high spirit tour. They had heard friends rave over its quail had seen exquisite etchings on sand odd little crooks and co-sampled its time-honored reciephad his heart set on doing really worthwhile things—Rackruff Motors, Inc., and on Blande and his future. It was his idea to pick our picturesque and typical cornea a small portion of the roadstreet and with Rowena peering into a shadowy street—a new shimming and shadowy here a Spanish vell. Rowena, on hand, thought it would strike telling notice to have the quail and the quiet old street with modern Rackruff and a stricter Rowena standing out in bold. Rowena and Peter never same idea about pictures, and wouldn't admit for a minute was always right. Certainly right or wrong, he would have way when it came to picture. It was in vain that Rowena she wasn't the type to do daughter peeping out—the she wished a New Yorker, looking fasci (CONTINUED NEXT WEEK) After adjusting their difficulties, Petet accidentally opens a letter from Rowena's kid brother demanding $50 to pay a gambling debt. He sends the $50 out of his own money, along with a caustic letter. On reaching El Paso, Rowena hears from her brother. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY: "Why, here he's written me two whole letters, page after page, all about college and the boys and such nonsense, and never said a word about money." She marched straight to the telegraph desk and Peter followed her guilty. He had to know what she was going to do. "But, Buddy, darling, don't you need some money?" she wrote. There was no bad news, I hope," said Peter, as they went up in the elevator. "Nobody bothering him—or anything like that." "Why, no," said Rowena wonderingly. "Nobody ever bothered Buddy. He isn't that sort." "How—nice," said Peter. The boy who took them up to their rooms did a very unusual thing, although neither Rowena nor Peter noticed it at the time. Instead of unlocking the door at once, he knocked, and it was opened from within. They noticed that of course, and framed in the open door was Bobby Lowell. "Where in the world did you come from?" "What are you doing here?" Bobby was crying, but they were too amazed, to disconcerted, to offer either greeting or condolence. "I've been waiting four days," said Bobby. "I nearly died of lonesomeness. You were due two days ago. I had a notion to kill myself." Peter turned to the boy quite savagely. "Why didn't they tell us at the desk?" "I told them not to," dimpled Bobby tearfully. "I wanted to surprise you. I told them to show you right up." Rowena marched into the room, took off her hat and gloves and tossed them upon the bed. Then she got out her lip-stick and powder and concealed the stains of travel in a most efficient manner. "All right," she said cheerfully. "Come on in, Peter, and don't stand gaping. Constantine, shake hands with one of bolical device. Naturally he would not wish to make plans for the tremendous romantic experience of his life by telephone at so much a minute. He wanted to have you in his arms." Bobby was impressed—even a little frightened. "But he used to make love to me over the phone in New York," she said defensively. "That was different. He was seeing you every day then and the calls were from house to house. It's not like shouting 'I love you' over three thousand miles of farm and factories. I don't blame Carter. I'm like that myself." "But I didn't know what to wear——" "That cut him to the quick," said Peter. "Men don't think about clothes in their emotional moments. And to know that instead of every pulse and every vein and every—or—corpuscle—singing aloud, I'm going back to Carter!—you were wondering what to wear. Well, I'm just like Carter. It would wound me to the heart." By the time they reached San Antonio, Bobby was completely convinced, entirely repentant and asking Peter's advice—he being "one of those men" and knowing how they were apt to feel about things. "I If you were you," said Peter, with the heavy air of one who weighed his words. "I should take the first fast train for New York. You can get a good train at Houston." "I'll do it," declared Bobby. "I'll take the first train from Houston and I won't breathe a word to Carter. Then if I do change my mind along the road I can call him up somewhere." So in Houston, Peter put her on the train and went straight to the conductor, pointed out Bobby to him, and gave him the location of her berth. "She's not very well," he explained in a fatherly manner. "Not really bad, you understand, but has queer little aberrations once in a while. Gets odd notions about traveling and wants to get off the train. Cooks up any sort of wild excuse for getting off—wants to send a telegram—wants to call up New York—no end to the silly nonsense she can trump up. Now I want you to see that she goes straight through New York. Her doctor will meet her at the station and I'm depending on you to see that she gets safely into his hands. She'll be no trouble at all, one of the sweetest girls that ever lived, but just Rowena and Peter never admit for a minute that was always right. Certainly right or wrong, he would have way when it came to picture. It was in vain that Rowea she wasn't the type to do daughter peeping out—they a New Yorker, looking fascinated ment issued from Transamerica quarters in San Francisco. Ellisha Walker, chairman of directors, who owns more of the above amount of shares, others prominent in family who own large holdings or through private companiesional trusts include Jean Moe chairman of the board of dir 390; J.A.Bacgalupl,13,724; 38,450; P.C.Hale,29,531; E37,905,and Dr.A.H.Giannini Law Is Drastic For Incend Persons who deliberately set fires in California are due treatment if apprehended. In hand that some recent fire liberally set, and attention called to the penalties provide state and federal laws for this State law provides that of incandiarism is punishable $5,000 or two years' imprisonment both, for setting a fire on gland within the area of a nat or forest. You never hear a person how he got his sun tan. ANAHEIM GAZETTE Gathering the Golden Harvest in Western A combine drawn by 21 horses and mules cutting a nine-foot swath in the huge wheat fields of the Robert Leeds' farm in Walla Walla County, Washington. This machine reaps, threshes and sacks the grain in one operation. On the Sidewalks of New York By OBSERVER (Correspondence to The Gazette Toot, Tool, Room! Nearly everybody in the country hears some train go rushing by in the dead of night, whistling for a crossing. It's kind of soothing to the nerves. But they can be glad they do not live in Greenwich Village here. The "village" is right in the heart of own and within a block or so of where the big liners dock. Two or three nights a week one of the big boats leaves for Europe and, as it leaves the dock, whistles for ferryboats and tugs to get out of its way. It can't stop in a few feet once it gets momentum on and it has to whistle. And that whistle is like the sound of Gabriel's trumpet, to those who hear it for the first time. At sea it can be heard for ten miles or more. You can guess how it sounds in the next block. Pickled Peaches 8 pounds peaches 4 pounds sugar 2 quarts vinegar 4 2-in. pieces stick cinnamon Cloves Select firm, white peaches either free or clingstone. Wash them well, and remove the thin skin with a sharp knife. It was from Ronald Rostand. Rowena was wrong about it. Buddy needed money a great many times after but never asked for it again. He accepted a job in a haberdashery where he worked two hours every afternoon and all day Saturday. Rowena didn't believe that because it kept him away from all games, but all Buddy said to her instructions was, "I've seen a ball game." Rowena was quite uneasy about it all. Peter wanted to write him again, tried many times to put his friendly feelings into phrases, to say cheerio and tell him he was quite the stuff. He would have apologized for his meddling, but somehow the kindly thoughts would be written down, for he had not Rowena's facility with words and it was easy in the pressure of deep emotion that Peter turned to the pen. And so, months later, when the two met for the first time, there had been no interruption of opinions between them after Buddy's lucid wire. But when Rowena, with a hand of one in one of hers, said rightly: Oh, Peter, this is Buddy!" they took hearts heartily and Peter said, hell, hello!" Hollo, hello," said Buddy. And they both laughed a little, and knew exactly what the other had minded. They had looked forward to New Orleans as one of the high spots of the tour. They had heard enthusiast-friends rave over its quaint charm, seen exquisite etchings of its thousand little crooks and corners, had applied its time-honored recipes. Peter his heart set on doing something truly worth while in New Orleans—two lovely worth-while things—one for the Skruff Motors, Inc., and one for Peter Ende and his future. was his idea to pick out the most curious and typical corner with just small portion of the roadster showing with Rowena peering out mistily a shadowy street—a new Rowena, mimery and shadowy herself behind Spanish vell. Rowena, on the other side, thought it would strike a more ring note to have the quaint old shop the quaint old street with a strictlyern Rackruft and a strictly modern rowena standing out in bold relief. Rowena and Peter never had the idea about pictures, and Rowena didn't admit for a minute that Peter always right. Certainly, whether it or wrong; he would have his own when it came to pictures. was in vain that Rowena argued wasn't the type to do a nativeighter peeling out—she was strictly new Yorker, looking fascinatedly in (CONTINUED NEXT WEEK) The "village" is right in the heart of own and within a block or so of where the big liners dock. Two or three nights a week one of the big boats leaves for Europe and, as it leaves the dock, whistles for ferryboats and tugs to get out of its way. It can't stop in a few feet once it gets momentum on and it has to whistle. And that whistle is like the sound of Gabriel's trumpet, to those who hear it for the first time. At sea it can be heard for ten miles or more. You can guess how it sounds in the next block. The Seamen's Institute One charity that is little heard of outside of seafaring circles is the Seamen's Institute down at the foot of Broadway. It is a lodging house for sailors, giving them a better room than they have on shipboard for 60 cents a day. It costs a lot more than that to pay expenses and the deficit is met by wealthy men and women. A curious, self-imposed duty the Institute carries out is to locate missing seamen for their relatives. People away from the sea never realize how easy it is for a man to drop out of sight forever, unless they have a sailor in their own family. More than 250 missing sailors have been located by Mother Roper, this year alone. Muttontown, L. I. Ever hear of that town? Probably not, as it was formed only last week. It is composed of some 35 millionaires whose big estates center on the new town. The group, tired of being a fifth wheel on surrounding towns, decided to have their own town. At the first meeting there were just thirteen voters present, but they went ahead and acted for the others, most of whom were in Europe. They will raise their own taxes, name their own policemen, coronate, magistrate and all the rest of the officials needed. The town has a population of 282 persons, counting servants and children. It is expected there will be just enough offices to go around the 35 regular voters. The name comes from the Muttontown Road, an old highway dating from Revolutionary times. Union Pay for Savages Martin Johnson, the African explorer, recently brought back two Uganda natives and installed them in a colored section of Harlem. Then a bright colored promoter found he could make some money by having one of the boys lecture in Swahili. He was making about $200 a lecture and giving the Swahili boy $1 and a pair of golf breeches for each appearance, before his racket was found out. Then the two boys demanded $5 a day from Johnson and a hotel room. That was too much and the explorer got a big police lieutenant to tell the boys to shut up or he would throw them into jail. Also their visits to Harlem, where they learned American ways 100 quick- Pickled Peaches 8 pounds peaches 4 pounds sugar 2 quarts vinegar 4 2-in. pieces stick cinnamon Cloves Select firm, white peaches either free or clingstone. Wash them well, and remove the thin skin with a sharp knife. Cook the vinegar, cinnamon, and sugar together for ten minutes or until a fairly thick syrup is formed. Add the fruit, after placing a clove or two in each peach. Allow the peaches to cook gently until tender, but not broken. Remove them from the syrup and then cook the syrup rapidly until thick. Pour over the fruit and let stand overnight. Drain and cook the syrup a second time. Fill sterilized jars with the peaches and cover them with the hot syrup. Seal label, and store in a cool place. Allow the peaches to stand several weeks to develop flavor before serving. If you bake cake in pans thicker than tin at the beginning of baking and lower temperature at the end of the baking period, since published oven temperatures are usually worked out for the thinner pans. The walrus in "Alice in Wonderland" sang of many things from cabbages to kings. If he had only known, the cabbage has some patrician relatives in its own family; for cauliflower, broccoli and trussels sprouts are its royal vegetable descendants and there really isn't so much difference between a cabbage and a king after all. Fresh tomatoes can be filled with almost any left-over meat or vegetables for a stuffed tomato salad. A filling made of chopped meat such as chicken, veal or tongue, cooked peas, chopped pickle or cucumber, celery and salad dressing, is very good. After the tomatoes have been peeled and scooped out, they should be seasoned inside with salt, turned upside down to drain, and placed in the icebox until the time to fill and serve them. H. V. WEISEL ATTORNEY-AT-LAW Civil and Probate Matters Only PHONE 2237 or 2238 607 Bank of America Bldg. Anaheim, Calif. Rowena and Peter never had the idea about pictures, and Rowena didn't admit for a minute that Peter always right. Certainly, whether it or wrong, he would have his own when it came to pictures. Was in vain that Rowena argued wasn't the type to do a nativeighter peeping out—she was strictly New Yorker, looking fascinated in (CONTINUED NEXT WEEK) Largest Holders of Transamerica Stock Members of the board of directors, Transamerica Corporation, through individual holdings, personal investment companies, or family trusts. More than 750,000 shares of the total stock of the corporation, repreining the largest group in the institution's ownership, according to a state-issued from Transamerica headquarters in San Francisco. Isha Walker, chairman of the board directors, who owns more than half the above amount of shares, is the best stockholder. A. P. Glannini and A. P. Glannini company own 56,399 shares. Others prominent in the official body who own large holdings directly through private companies and peril trusts include Jean Monnet, vice-man of the board of directors, 13.-J. A. Bacigalupi, 13,724; A. Pedrini, 180; P. C. Hale, 29,531; E. J. Nolan, 185, and Dr. A. H. Glannini, 18,773. How Is Drastic For Incendiaries Persons who deliberately start forest fires in California are due for rough treatment if apprehended. Evidence is found that some recent fires were definitely set, and attention is being paid to the penalties provided by the state and federal laws for this offence. State law provides that this type ancandiarism is punishable by fine of 100 or two years' imprisonment, or for setting a fire on government buildings within the area of a national park forest. Never hear a person bogat of he got his sun tan. Section of Harlem. Then a bright colored promoter found he could make some money by having one of the boys lecture in Swahill. He was making about $200 a lecture and giving the Swahill boy $1 and a pair of golf breeches for each appearance, before his racket was found out. Then the two boys demanded $5 a day from Johnson and a hotel room. That was too much and the explorer got a big police lieutenant to tell the boys to shut up or he would throw them into jail. Also their visits to Harlem, where they learned American ways too quickly, have been shut off. Hints for the Home By NANCY HART Peach Preserves Select firm peaches, free from blenders. (The White Heath cling variety is one of the best for preserves.) Wash and skin by dipping first in hot water and then in cold. Cut in uniform pieces and weigh. To a pound of fruit use from 3-4 to 1 pound of sugar. Make a layer of the fruit in a large shallow dish and cover with a layer of sugar and allow to stand over night. In the morning stir the fruit, and then heat slowly until the sugar has dissolved. Cook rapidly until the peaches are tender and clear and the syrup is thick. The preserves may then be put to sterilized glass jars and sealed at once or placed in shallow trays, allowed to stand overnight to plump, and then be reheated in the morning before they are put into the sterilized jars. Seal label, and store. Peach Marmalade or Jam To each pound of the peeled and stoned fruit, allow 3-4 of a pound of sugar. Let the sugar and raw fruit stand overnight to draw out the juice. Then cook slowly until the mixture is thick. During the cooking stir the jam frequently to prevent burning and toward the end slip an asbestos mat under the kettle. Pour the jam into hot sterilized glasses or jars and seal. Canned Peaches Before preparing fruit make a thin POISON in Your bowels! Poisons absorbed into the system from souring waste in the bowels, cause headache, sluggish, billious condition; coat the tongue; foul the breath; sap energy, strength and nerve-force. 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