anaheim-gazette 1932-05-26

MAN MADE THE TOW by RUBY M. AYRES Eleventh Installment Diana, in love with a married man, Dennis Waterman, has a nervous collapse as a result of the gay life of London society. Her aunt, Mrs. Gladwyn, takes her to a doctor, who orders her to the country for a rest. Dr. Rathbone has a country home nearby. Dennis calls at the cottage, then goes away for a long trip. He writes from America that he is there with Linda, his wife. Diana finds herself becoming more and more interested in Dr. Rathbone, and questions her nurse, Miss Starling, about him. She also questions Jonas, a farm boy of the neighborhood, about a woman who lives in Dr. Rathbone's house. Her name is Rosalle. Then Diana meets Rosalle in the woods; she acts strangely and leaves Diana puzzled. Soon after the meeting in the woods with Rosalle, Dr. Rathbone calls again at Diana's cottage. A cablegram from Dennis arrives. He is returning from America. That interrupts what might have been a tender episode between Diana and the Doctor. He leaves; later Dennis cables that his return will be delayed. Diana thirsting for love, turns her thoughts again to Dr. Rathbone. She is thinking of him now as "Donald". Regardless of the mysterious Rosalle, Diana resolves to see Dr. Rathbone. She goes to his house, but as she stands at the He let that pass, and she went on in quick, excited tones: "We're always wrong about people, no matter how well we think we know them. I'll never believe in anyone again as long as I live." She had been wrong about Linda too; somehow she had always respected Dennis's wife and envied her her poise and integrity even though she had once so foolishly hated her, and now she had discovered that Linda was playing the same game as the rest of the world; meeting another man secretly, lying about it to her husband (not that that mattered! in a fugitive chase after the elusive sham called Love which, even if you caught up with it, never gave you any real peace or satisfaction, but only turned to rend you. "I'll never believe in anyone again as long as I live," Diana cried, passionately, and covering her face with her hands she began to sob. Rathbone sat very still, his head averted. He could see that Diana was utterly overwrought and knew that she must have received a severe shock, but he saw it was not yet the moment for him to speak, and presently she went on, almost incoherent with her bitter sobbing: "People don't even love you honestly . . . It's not you they think about at all . . . only themselves. . . Men don't never crossed her mind. She never doubted the he had just said—Rathbone never lie to her. His wife! Presently Rathbone hand, rousing her. "This is our station, Disc She stood up obediently coat warmly around her. Hobson was on the pla Rathbone spoke to him. "I'll drive myself. Call lift back?" Presently they were driving through the quiet Rathbone had not turned section of the cottage, butily noticed; she sat best in a kind of stupor. Rosalle was his wife; eternal separation; she room for any other thought bewildered mind. Presently they were out try in a narrow road with head and hedges on either lights of the car lamps separate object into glaring for it swirled past them blackness. Diana had let the wind the cool air, sweet from fields and valleys, blew face, reviving her a little. The quiet hum of the earth to be saving the same thing." Soon after the meeting in the woods with Rosalie, Dr. Rathbone calls again at Diana's cottage. A cablegram from Dennis arrives. He is returning from America. That interrupts what might have been a tender episode between Diana and the Doctor. He leaves; later Dennis cables that his return will be delayed. Diana, thirsting for love, turns her thoughts again to Dr. Rathbone. She is thinking of him now as "Donald". Regardless of the mysterious Rosalie, Diana resolves to see Dr. Rathbone. She goes to his house, but as she stands at the front door the doctor's big police dog leaps at her and she feels his teeth tearing at her throat. Rathbone saves her from the beast, dresses her wounds and takes her to her own cottage. Both realize now that this is love, but Dr. Rathbone tells Diana that he can no more than friend, because of things in his life which he refuses to explain. He urges her to go back to London. Dennis Waterman comes to the cottage to visit her (but she does not thrill at his presence as she once did). She goes back to London, and arranges to meet Dennis in a private room at a restaurant. While she is waiting for him Dennis' wife, Linda, comes in. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY "I suppose Dennis never told you I offered to divorce him," she said. "You—offered—then?" Linda nodded. "Yes, and I really wanted my freedom. At first, I did not, but afterwards—well, he is not the only man in the world, and I am still fairly young and attractive. Anyway, Dennis refused. I suppose it did not suit his plans. I assure you that he refused with outraged dignity. It was a most amusing performance." "He—refused." Diana said again. She raised tragic eyes to Linda's unconcerned face. "Is that really the truth?" she asked painfully. "Why should I trouble to lie about it?" No, Linda would not trouble to lie about it, Diana knew. Linda said with some feeling. "I'm sorry if I've hurt you. I'd hate to do that. I've been hurt myself so often and so much—" She broke off, turning with swift welcome to greet a middle-aged gray-haired man who came through the swing doors, and Diana saw him take her hand, heard him say, "Well, my dear," saw the look they exchanged, and knew that she was quite forgotten. CHAPTER XVI They went on into the restaurant and when they had gone Diana seemed to come to life. She must get away, that was her one panic-strenken thought. She must get away before Dennis came. She could never bear to meet him any more. She would go back to the Creature—she would be safe with her. She never believe in anyone again as long as I live," Diana cried, passionately, and covering her face with her hands she began to sob. Rathbone sat very still, his head averted. He could see that Diana was utterly overwrought and knew that she must have received a severe shock, but he saw it was not yet the moment for him to speak, and presently she went on, almost incoherent with her bitter sobbing: "People don't even love you honestly... It's not you they think about at all... only themselves... Men don't care what becomes of any woman so long as they get what they want... We're just here... to be made use of... It isn't love... It's all a pretense... just hateful... damned... not one of you worth a single tear... and yet we go on... hoping..." "We're such fools... breaking our hearts... wishing we could die..." "Diana—for God's sake——" "It's true... you know it's true," she challenged him fiercely. "Yourselves, only yourselves... that's all you care about... I don't believe in you any more, ei-either... You're the same as all the others..." Her words were torn by her passionate sobbing. "You know I loved you... I suppose you meant me to... and then you didn't want me to tell you...; I suppose you were afraid I should be a nuisance to you... You'd got one woman on your hands... already as much as you could manage... I suppose—So you went away—didn't even way good-bye... didn't care—about me, or what happened to me." "Diana!" She went on passionately, utterly lost. "It's true... you know it's true... it wouldn't have mattered to you if I—if I'd gone away and... and lived with a half a dozen men... as long as I didn't worry you... any more... You think you're righteous... pretended to be... and all the time you were only just... tired of me... I suppose you—you'd had enough..." "Diana!" Rathbone said again brokenly. With a swift movement he leaned over and took both her wrists in his grasp, drawing her hands away from her convulsed face. He held them for a moment as if even yet he could not trust himself sufficiently to tell her the truth, and then, with a smothered exclamation he bent his face to her hands, holding them tightly there, closing his eyes against their softness, his lips pressed to their palms in passionate kisses. "Diana.... Diana...." She was suddenly still, sobbing no more; her eyes were on his down-bent head, her breath coming in little gasps from between her parted lips as if each one was a separate pain... till at last he looked up. For a long moment they held one room for any other thing bewildered mind. Presently they were out trying in a narrow road with head and hedges on either lights of the car lamps; separate object into glare for it swirled past them blackness. Diana had let the wind be cool air, sweet from fields and valleys, blew face, reviving her a little. The quiet hum of the ee to be saying the same thing and over again: "She's his wife.... she's his wife," till she must cry out in protest. Then Rathbone drew the roadside, and stopped. For a moment he sat-wheel then he asked: "Will you believe what to tell you, Diana?" She moved her head in sent. "Oh, yes." His quiet voice was as he went on: "First I want you to love you with all my heart and that I should count most... most blest among could ask you to be my wife can't... I—" he stops using again with increasing "Then I want you to know Rosalie. I have never told soul but you—I shall never else. It all happened so twelve years, soon after that—the she was the wife of a fraternity from a view, but man who has have married.... He did stand women or even wasn't happy with him. I man then, and she—she enough to like me.... I am to pretend to you that I traced to her I was." Continued Next W Turn Spotlight On S.C.'3 Baccalaureate Service Held Sunday, May Program Arran Starting with baccalaureate and hooding ceremony on ternoon, May 29, graduated the University of Southern will climax with the 49th mencement exercises and approximately 1600 diplomas greed on Saturday, June 8. Both events are to be held HACTER XVI They went on into the restaurant and when they had gone Diana seemed to come to life. She must get away, that was her one panic-stricken thought. She must get away before Dennis came. She could never bear to meet him any more. She would go back to the Creature—she would be safe with her. She thought of the little cottage and of her own room with almost passionate longing; not soon enough could she get away from London. She sat far back in a corner of the cab, terrified still lest some freak of fate should bring her face to face with Waterman. She only breathed freely when she was safely at the railroad station. "What time is the next train, please?" "One due now, miss—first stop Guildford. If you run you will just catch it." Diana ran. Her long skirts hampered her, and she caught them up anyhow, with impatient indecision; she would die rather than miss that train. The guard had already blown his whistle, but a friendly porter dashed forward and wrenched open a carriage door for her, assisting her with clumsy willingness. Some one shouted peremptorily, "Stand away there; stand away." But Diana only laughed hysterically, as a man who was already seated in the carriage sprang to his feet and caught her firmly by her shoulders as she tripped over her long frock and almost fell. He began to say, "That was a narrow shave—": then broke off to speak her name in hoarse amazement. "Diana" It was Donald Rathbone. Diana collapsed into the seat opposite him, breathless and exhausted. She moved her head from side to side with a dull feeling of suffocation, and Rathbone said quickly: "How far have you been running? What is the matter, Diana?" "Nothing." She laughed harshly. "Oh, nothing, except that once more I've discovered that life is only a rotten, beastly sham." Trust himself sufficiently to tell her the truth, and then, with a smothered exclamation he bent his face to her hands, holding them tightly there, closing his eyes against their softness, his lips pressed to their palms in passionate kisses. "Diana... Diana." She was suddenly still, sobbing no more; her eyes were on his down-bent head, her breath coming in little gasps from between her parted lips as if each one was a separate pain till at last he looked up. For a long moment they held one another's gaze, not speaking, just reading in each other's hearts all of their sorrow and joy and pent-up love: then Rathbone leaned over and took her in his arms. He held her to him all crumpled up as if she had been a child, till, after a long silence, during which neither of them was conscious of anything but each other's nearness, she moved her arm a little half furiously, as if she still feared him, and then with a swift, confident movement she clasped it round his neck. "Oh—do you love me—after all?" she sobbed, her cheek against his, "Didn't you know?" She shook her head, her soft hair brushing his face. "No... not after you went away... like that." "I had to go... It was all I could do for you." "And... now?" she breathed. She felt his arms tighten around her for a moment, but he did not answer her whispered question, and she repeated it, changing her position a little, trying to see his face, but he kept it hidden against her. "My dear one... you know I am not free." She caught her breath. "You mean... Rosalie?" "Yes." There was a long silence. Then she asked slowly as if she dreaded the answer and yet must know: "Who—who—is she?" She could feel the heavy throbbing of his heart against her own. "She's my... wife... Diana." CHAPTER XVII Diana's arm fell from Rathbone's shoulder, and for a moment she lay quite still, her mind a blank, her body limp; then with a swift movement she slipped from his arms, falling back helplessly onto the seat behind her. His wife! Such a possibility had trust himself sufficiently to tell her the truth, and then, with a smothered exclamation he bent his face to her hands, holding them tightly there, closing his eyes against their softness, his lips pressed to their palms in passionate kisses. "Diana... Diana." She was suddenly still, sobbing no more; her eyes were on his down-bent head, her breath coming in little gasps from between her parted lips as if each one was a separate pain till at last he looked up. For a long moment they held one another's gaze, not speaking, just reading in each other's hearts all of their sorrow and joy and pent-up love: then Rathbone leaned over and took her in his arms. He held her to him all crumpled up as if she had been a child, till, after a long silence, during which neither of them was conscious of anything but each other's nearness, she moved her arm a little half furiously, as if she still feared him, and then with a swift, confident movement she clasped it round his neck. "Oh—do you love me—after all?" she sobbed, her cheek against his, "Didn't you know?" She shook her head, her soft hair brushing his face. "No... not after you went away... like that." "I had to go... It was all I could do for you." "And... now?" she breathed. She felt his arms tighten around her for a moment, but he did not answer her whispered question, and she repeated it, changing her position a little, trying to see his face, but he kept it hidden against her. "My dear one... you know I am not free." She caught her breath. "You mean... Rosalie?" "Yes." There was a long silence. Then she asked slowly as if she dreaded the answer and yet must know: "Who—who—is she?" She could feel the heavy throbbing of his heart against her own. "She's my... wife... Diana." CHAPTER XVII Diana's arm fell from Rathbone's shoulder, and for a moment she lay quite still, her mind a blank, her body limp; then with a swift movement she slipped from his arms, falling back helplessly onto the seat behind her. His wife! Such a possibility had trust himself sufficiently to tell her the truth, and then, with a smothered exclamation he bent his face to her hands, holding them tightly there, closing his eyes against their softness, his lips pressed to their palms in passionate kisses. "Diana... Diana." She was suddenly still, sobbing no more; her eyes were on his down-bent head, her breath coming in little gasps from between her parted lips as if each one was a separate pain till at last he looked up. For a long moment they held one another's gaze, not speaking, just reading in each other's hearts all of their sorrow and joy and pent-up love: then Rathbone leaned over and took her in his arms. He held her to him all crumpled up as if she had been a child, till, after a long silence, during which neither of them was conscious of anything but each other's nearness, she moved her arm a little half furiously, as if she still feared him, and then with a swift, confident movement she clasped it round his neck. "Oh—do you love me—after all?" she sobbed, her cheek against his, "Didn't you know?" She shook her head, her soft hair brushing his face. "No... not after you went away... like that." "I had to go... It was all I could do for you." "And... now?" she breathed. She felt his arms tighten around her for a moment, but he did not answer her whispered question, and she repeated it, changing her position a little, trying to see his face, but he kept it hidden against her. "My dear one... you know I am not free." She caught her breath. "You mean... Rosalie?" "Yes." There was a long silence. Then she asked slowly as if she dreaded the answer and yet must know: "Who—who—is she?" She could feel the heavy throbbing of his heart against her own. "She's my... wife... Diana." Baccalaureate Service Held Sunday, May 19th Program Arranged Starting with baccalaureate and hooding ceremony on ternoon, May 29, graduation at the University of Southern will climax with the 49th commencement exercises and approximately 1600 diploma greets on Saturday, June 4th. Both events are to be held at pic stadium, which adjoin campus. A feature of commencement the dedication of the new way column at the north end the University grounds; unveiling at 2:45 p.m. on prior to the academic prograduation program in the With the class of '32 spotlight; the week's schedule being the following: May 29, 4 p.m., Baccalaureate and hooding ceremony stadium. May 30 to June 4, Annville college of architecture. May 31, 8 p.m., Annual recital; college of mall. June 1, 4 p.m., Senior wiled by Trojan Women (Annual tea; President's Chester Place; L. A. June 1, 8 p.m., Annual play of the school Shakespeare's "Twelfth Night Auditorium. June 2, 10 a.m., An chapel; Bovard Auditorium. June 2, 11:30 a.m., Ivmonies; Old College Campus. June 2, 12:30 p.m., Press for senior students and Social Hall; Trojan Student June 3, 10:00 a.m., A Breakfast of Delta Delta city in honor of senior troted girls announce eng stepping through the flower-covered arch). June 4, Commencement p.m., Dedication of Alumnae Column at North Entrance 4:00 p.m., 49th annual exercise in Olympia Awarding of degrees. ANAHEIM GAZETTE TOWN S never crossed her mind. She never doubted the truth of what she had just said—Rathbone would never lie to her. His wife! Presently Rathbone touched her hand, rousing her. "This is our station, Diana." She stood up obediently, folding her coat warmly around her. Hobson was on the platform. Rathbone spoke to him. "I'll drive myself. Can you get a lift back?" Presently they were alone again, driving through the quiet roads. Rathbone had not turned in the direction of the cottage, but Diana hardly noticed; she sat beside him, lost in a kind of stupor. Rosalie was his wife; that meant internal separation; she could not find room for any other thought in her bewildered mind. Presently they were out in the country in a narrow road with trees overhead and hedges on either side; the lights of the car lamps threw each separate object into glaring relief before it swirled past them again into blackness. Diana had let the window down and the cool air, sweet from its flight over fields and valleys, blew on her tired face, reviving her a little. The quiet hum of the engine seemed to be saving the same thing to her over Fertilizer Plant To Be Built Here Lloyd A. Chase manager, and E. I. Spencer, vice-president of the International Fertilizer company, Ltd., of San Pedro, late last week announced that the firm would take over an old citrus by-products plant on the river bank four miles east of Anaheim and convert it into a fertilizing factory to operate the year around. Installation of machinery and remodeling of the building will require considerable employment, but later only a small force will be necessary to operate the mixer and grinder to supply farmers in this district, Riverside and San Bernardino with the product. The raw product fro fertilizer is shipped from Montana, and mixed with fish meal secured from San Pedro. Roy Gathergood, mayor of Monroe-cille, Ohio, is said to be the heaviest mayor in the United States. He weighs 325 pounds. VERY LATEST by MARY MARSHALL One of my correspondents has cut out half a dozen pairs of pajamas for young Bob and now she has written for help. Everything is easy enough, but the frog fasteners. It would perhaps have been the better plan to cut the pajamas after a pull-on pattern, so that the tops would need no fastenings at all. Buttons and buttonholes have the serious drawback that they are likely to become broken Teachers Elect Weise President Association Meets at Placentia; Burlesque On Olympic Games Provides Fun Principal Wilbert Bonney of the Fredmont school of Anaheim steps out of the presidency of the Orange County Principal's and Teachers' association on July 1, to be succeeded by Superintendent C. A. Weise of Tustin schools, as a result of the election held a week ago when the association met in the new American Legion hall at Placentia. Other offices elected were: C. B. Baldwin, superintendent of Huntington Beach schools, vice-president; Miss Jean Paulson, Brea, secretary; and Gil Severn, principal at La Habra, treasurer. Miss Mattie Lou Maxwell, principal of the Magnolia school was named to represent Anaheim schools on the executive board. Next meeting of the association will be held in August. Dr. F. E. Blakeslee, "the man who knew Lincoln" from Los Angeles, was the chief speaker, reminiscing on personal experiences with the Civil war president. Mr. Parks of El Modena made a report on new school legislation expected to be brought before the legislature next session. Stanley Berkey gave several vocal numbers, accompanied by Miss Lucy Bell Morgan of Anaheim. Entertainment consisted of a burlesque of Olympics with the 150 guests taking part in the discus throw with paper pie plates; using toy balloons in the shot put, and with hurdles one foot high staging a high hurdle race which County Superintendent Ray Adkinson won. A Mexican orchestra furnished music. Some of the white sand dunes in San Luis Valley, Colo., rise to a height of about 1000 feet. Presently they were out in the country in a narrow road with trees overhead and hedges on either side; the nights of the car lamps threw each separate object into glaring relief before it swirled past them again into blackness. Diana had let the window down and the cool air, sweet from its flight over fields and valleys, blew on her tired face, reviving her a little. The quiet hum of the engine seemed to be saying the same thing to her over and over again: "She's his wife... she's his wife... she's his wife," till she felt that he must cry out in protest. Then Rathbone drew the car to the roadside, and stopped. For a moment he sat silent at the wheel then he asked: "Will you believe what I am going to tell you, Diana?" She moved her head in listless asent. "Oh, yes." His quiet voice was a little shaken as he went on: "First I want you to know that I love you with all my heart and soul and that I should count myself the most... most blest among men if I would ask you to be my wife... but I can't... I—" he stopped, continuing again with increasing difficulty: Then I want you to know about... Rosalie. I have never told any living soul but you—I shall never tell anyone else. It all happened so long ago—twelve years, soon after the war. She she was the wife of a friend of mine—a decent fellow from a man's point of view, but man who should never have married... He didn't understand women or even try to... She wasn't happy with him. I was a young man then, and she—she was kind enough to like me... I am not going to pretend to you that I was not attracted to her I was." Continued Next Week Turn Spotlight On S.C.'32 Class Baccalaureate Services to be Held Sunday, May 29; Big Program Arranged Starting with baccalaureate services and hooding ceremony on Sunday afternoon, May 29, graduation week at the University of Southern California will climax with the 49th annual commencement exercises and awarding of approximately 1600 diplomas and degrees on Saturday, June 4, at 4 p.m. both events are to be held in the Olympic into position. But making frogs yourself is an interesting bit of hand work and not at all difficult. You may use white cord or tape or you may cut bias strips of the material about an inch wide. Fold them over so that the edges meet in the center and then fold again toward the center and whip the edges together with coarse thread so that you have a neat cord of the material. This is then ready to use to make the frog which is sewn to the Entertainment consisted of a burlesque of Olympics with the 150 guests taking part in the discus throw with paper pie plates; using toy balloons in the shot put, and with hurdles one foot high staging a high hurdle race which County Superintendent Ray Adkinson won. A Mexican orchestra furnished music. Some of the white sand dunes in San Luis Valley, Colo., rise to a height of about 1000 feet. NOTICE OF SALE BY TRUSTEE NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN that on the 6th day of June, 1932, at the hour of 10:00 o'clock A.M. of said day, at the South entrance to the Orange County Court House, in the City of Santa Ana, County of Orange, State of California, the BANK OF AMERICA NATIONAL TRUST AND SAVINGS ASSOCIATION, as Trustee under a certain deed of trust executed by MAY E. HARRIS and R. U. HARRIS, wife and husband, and recorded on November 13, 1930, in Book 431, page 369. Official Records of Orange County, California, which was given to secure a promissory note for the sum of $3000.00 with interest at the rate of eight per cent per annum, principal and interest payable in monthly installments of $35.00 each, on the first day of each and every month, beginning December 1, 1930, in accordance with the terms of said deed of trust, and in compliance with a notice of default and demand for sale of the property in the said deed of trust and hereinafter described, recorded on February 6, 1932, in Book 533, page 325. Official Records of Orange County, California, executed by the owner and holder of said note on account of the default in the payment of principal and interest due on September 1, 1931, and all payments due subsequently thereto, there being a total sum of $2962.09 due and unpaid on the 25th day of January, 1932, and all payments due subsequently thereto,-will sell at public auction for cash, lawful money of the United States, and to the highest bidder, subject to liens and encumbances prior to said deed of trust, the following described property, situate in the City of Anaheim, County of Orange, State of California: Lot Six (6) In Block "C" of Tract No. 131, West Court, as per Map thereof recorded in Book 11, page 22 of Miscellaneous Maps, Records of Orange County, California. SUBJECT to convenants, conditions, reservations, restrictions and rights of way of record. or so much thereof as shall be necessary to pay the principal, interest, advances, charges, costs and trustees fees due and unpaid at the date of said sale. Dated May 9, 1932. Starting with baccalaureate services and hooding ceremony on Sunday afternoon, May 29, graduation week at the University of Southern California will climax with the 49th annual commencement exercises and awarding of approximately 1600 diplomas and degrees on Saturday, June 4, at 4 p.m. Both events are to be held in the Olympic stadium, which adjoints the Trojan campus. A feature of commencement day is the dedication of the new alumni gateway column at the north entrance to the University grounds, scheduled for unveiling at 2:45 p.m. on June 4, just prior to the academic precession and graduation program in the Coliseum. With the class of '32 holding the spotlight, the week's schedule is crammed with events, the calendar including the following: May 29, 4 p.m., Baccalaureate service and hooding ceremony, Olympic Stadium. May 30 to June 4, Annual exhibit, College of architecture. May 31, 8 p.m. Annual commencement recital, college of music, Bovard Hall. June 1, 4 p.m., Senior women honored by Trojan Women (Alumnae) at annual tea, President's House, 10 Chester Place, L.A. June 1, 8 p.m., Annual commencement play of the school of speech, Shakespeare's "Twelfth Night," Board Auditorium. June 2, 10 a.m., Annual senior chapel, Bovard Auditorium. June 2, 11:30 a.m., Ivy Day ceremonies, Old College Campus. June 2, 12:30 p.m., President's Levee for senior students and their parents Social Hall, Trojan Student Union. June 3, 10:00 a.m., Annual Pansy Breakfast of Delta Delta Delta sorority in honor of senior women. Betrothed girls announce engagements by stepping through the Pansy Ring flower-covered arch). June 4, Commencement Day. 2:45 p.m., Dedication of Alumni Gateway Column at North Entrance to campus. 4:00 p.m., 49th annual commencement exercises in Olympic stadium. Awarding of degrees. International Sunday School Lesson JACOB AND ESAU RECONCILED Genesis 33:1-11 Rev. Samuel D. Price, D. D. Jacob, the one who had tricked his father Issac and his brother Esau found his match in uncle Laban, but there were some compensations during the twenty years that were spent in Mesopotamia. One purpose of the 400 mile journey was to find a wife and in this Jacob more than succeeded. Romance began at the well and the courting was decidedly typical. Rachel, the daughter of Laban, came out to the well that she might water the sheep. Usually the various groups had to wait till the strong men came and moved back the-heavy stone. This time when the eyes of the fair Rachel were intent on the stranger he, single handed, pushes back the stone and the cattle are watered forthwith. Let the men understand that such an act is of the same nature as the strut of the rooster or peacock when the male is courting the female. Man has his own way of trying to show off to advantage. Contract was made to obtain the daughter Rachel as the wife if Jacob would serve seven years as herdsman for Laban. When it was learned that Leah the sister had been substituted a new bargain of seven more years was made for Rachel, since he loved her with extreme devotion. Get all the details by reading Genesis 29-32. The mean nature was taken out of Jacob in the night wrestling with the Angel Jehovah, just before he was to meet his estranged brother Esau. True to form, Jacob uses art in arranging the setting for the coming of Esau. The cavalcade proceeds in four divisions and each has a splendid gift. But Esau is also noble and declares that he "has enough". With true magnanimity Jacob is welcomed back to the home land and a quarrel of twenty years is closed. Commit the Golden Text to memory in Ephesians 4:32. Official representative of the 4-H club girls of the nation will be the honor accorded Dorothy Strunk, Rice county 4-H club leader and sophomore at Macalester college in St. Paul, Minnesota was asked to name a club girl as representative of the national group at the biennial national convention of the General Federation of Woman's Clubs in Seattle, June 11, and the state 4-H club department, under the direction of T. A. Ericksen, chose Miss Strunk. Miss Strunk is 19 years old. She has been a 4-H club member for four years having taken the clothing project for three years, the room furnishing project for one year, home beautification for three years, canning for three years, and leadership work for one year. She has taken part in team demonstration work during the entire four years of her club experience. In 1929 her team won second place in home beautification demonstrations at the state fair. In 1930 and 1931 her team represented Rice county at the state fair in the canning project where it won the grand championship in 1931. She has carried out some very interesting work as a club member. In the home beautification work she landscaped her home place and this plan is gradually being carried out by her family. One of the special features of her home beautification work is the building of a rock garden. In her canning work she has canned a total of 400 jars of various products. She was a member of a committee representing six 4-H clubs in the neighboring community of Northville which conducted charitaments and raised a total of $300 towards a fund or a 4-H club building on the county... BY TRUSTEE BY GIVEN that time, 1932, at the M. of said day, to the Orange in the City of Orange, State OF AMERICA AND SAVINGS Trustee under a executed by MAY HARRIS, wife orded on November 431, page 369. Orange County, given to secure the sum of at the rate of $m, principal and monthly installment on the first day month, beginning accordance with of trust, and in notice of default the property in and hereinafter on February 6. Page 325, Official county, California, holder of the default inipal and interest 331, and all payy thereto, there 2962.09 due and day of January, due subsequent public auction, by of the United quest bidder, sub-imbances prior to the following desiee in the City of Orange, State of "C" of Tract, as per Map Book 11, page Maps, Records California, tenants, condi-strictions and word shall be necesaal interest, ad-und trustees fees date of said sale. esting work as a club member. In the home beautification work she landscaped her home place and this plan is gradually being carried out by her family. One of the special features of her home beautification work is the building of a rock garden. In her canning work she has canned a total of 400 jars of various products. She was a member of a committee representing six 4-H clubs in the neighboring community of Northlea which conducted entertainments and raised a total of $300 towards a fund or a 4-H club building on the county fair grounds. She is a member of the Happy Hustlers Club which has a membership of something like 40. She was president of this club for two years and was a junior leader the last year. Dorothy is a graduate of the Northfield High School and is now a student at Macalester College where she is working her way thru by assisting in a home of the community. Miss Strunk will accompany Mrs. John J. Louis, president of the Minnesota Federation, when she leaves for Seattle and will be the official representative of junior clubs affiliated with the state federation. Miss Strunk's subject will be in substance, "What the Federation Holds Out to the 4-H Girl". A graduated tax on speeches in congress—doubled for every extra hundred words used—would also help. A.B.C. 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