anaheim-gazette 1932-11-17

19TH INSTALLMENT SYNOPSIS:—Johnny Breen, 16 years old, who had spent all of his life aboard a tugboat, plying around New York City, was made motherless when an explosion sank the boat on which he, his mother and the man he called father, were living. He is the only survivor, struggling through the darkness to shore. At dawn, amid surroundings entirely unknown, his life in New York begins. Unable to read, knowing nothing of life, he is taken in by a Jewish family, living and doing a second-hand clothing business on the Bowery. From the hour he set foot in the city he had to fight his way through against bullies and toughs...and soon became so proficient that he attracted the attention of the would-be manager of fighters who enters him in many boxing tournaments. It was here that Pug Malone came into young Breen's life—an old fighter who was square and honest. He took Breen under his wing—sent him to night school and eventually took him to a health farm he had acquired. The scene shifts and the family of Van Horns of Fifth avenue is introduced. Gilbert Van Horn, last of the old family, is a man-about-town, who meets Malone and Breen at one of the boxing shows. Van Horn has a hidden chapter in his life...which had to do with his mother's maid, years ago, who left the thousands of additional dollars. In another month, however, she would have to move out. Another month. Two weeks of the last month had gone by. She had not seen John Breen. Judge Kelly arranged to inform her of his whereabouts. The old Judge was as excited as a harpooner. Another week went by. Already Josephine was feeling the necessity of packing. Of course it could be done quickly, and many things could simply be left to auctioneers. "Mr. Breen has left the Engineers' Club. He is going to the Public Library." It was an important call, arranged for her by Judge Kelly. Josephine Lambert motored down Park Avenue, it was surer. She left her car at the Grand Central and walked over to Fifth Avenue. For the longest kind of time she waited. Would he leave by the side door on Forty-Second Street? She swore under her breath, rather competently, and she would have liked to light a cigarette, as many men did but the stupid city had yet to advance a few more stages before women could be entirely at home on the streets. It was mid-afternoon. John had lunched leisurely, and had consulted the files of the papers back in 1909. He used the Times Index, and was rewarded by several references to Almon Sht was running toward you a block away. I was Where in the name of or have you been? There she was, before they stood. The whole had changed, since—since no use talking. He was glad doubly glad. It was all unexpected. Only the day Kelly had met him at had suggested that he owed at least. "A fine woman, woman." Night was stealing over chill night. The rackety I rattled away. Strange sing. Mean streets are de cold weather. It was six o'clock west, toward the subway leave my car, when I'm She told the plain truth, of it. They were near the station. "You must come me, John, you look tired." Thanks, Josephine, if me. I was about to somewhere." "We'll dine at home, me. Oh, I am so glad to see He changed a coin, clapped through the turn covered the platform wedged together." It was here that Pug Malone came into young Breen's life—an old fighter who was square and honest. He took Breen under his wing—sent him to night school and eventually took him to a health farm he had acquired. The scene shifts and the family of Van Horns of Fifth avenue is introduced. Gilbert Van Horn, last of the old family, is a man-about-town, who meets Malone and Breen at one of the boxing shows. Van Horn has a hidden chapter in his life which had to do with his mother's maid, years ago, who left the family when about to become a mother. It was reported that she married an old captain of a river craft. Van Horn has a ward, Josephine, about Breen's age. Van Horn, now interested in John prevails upon him to let him finance a course in Civil Engineering at Columbia University. John and Josephine meet—become attached to each other, love grows and they become engaged shortly after Breen graduates from college. Josephine has another suitor, a man of the world named Rantoul. Josephine became restless as John gives full attention to his job and sails for Paris to select her trousseau. At the last moment Rantoul sails on the same boat. At sea on the return home the great ocean liner crashes into an iceberg and sinks—all passengers taking to the lifeboats. Van Horn perishes but Rantoul saves himself—with Josephine. Breen learns that Gilbert Van Horn was his father. Josephine breaks the engagement and marries Rantoul. For years John buries himself in work. The U.S. enters the World War. Josephine sees Breen in France, but he remains cool, unimpressed. The Armistice is signed. Rantoul loses his great fortune and Josephine sues and obtains a divorce. Breen seven years in South America, completes his work and returns to New York. He meets Josephine again, and discovers that love is being reknidled. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY "Perhaps it isn't so," Hetherington mused. "But I have a statement from Jules, old Jules, the butler, discharged by Miss Lambert, or resigned, I don't know which. He's now proprietor of the Club Daffodil. How about that? You've read it?" "My dear Mr. Hetherington, it may simply be an attempt to get back at Miss Lambert. Don't believe everything you find out." "Well, there's a big story there." "My dear sir, this city is full of big stories, stories so big the novelists can't open their jaws wide enough to bite them." "Josephine. We might as well face the facts." "Why, Marvin! Are you about to propose?" She sat on the arm of the great chair and stroked his head. "Why have you lit up that portrait of Gilbert?" "Because it reminds me of, well, of as to report. Since the talk with Almon Strauss, John came to realize more and more the utter futility of merely planning. No one can tell the city what to do. It does things, and offers no excuses. As John walked down from the library, across the broad steps, Josephine saw him at once. He went southward along the Avenue, strolling casually, swinging a cane, hardly looking at any one. Josephine crossed over and walked a short distance behind him. She smiled grimly at the business. Several acquaintances saw her, she bowed stiffly and dropped back. It was a deadly business. But John did look rather trim. He walked easily, he had an air about him. For the first time the humor of the situation dawned upon Josephine. She almost laughed, she was so certain of her ability; but he would have to pay her for this, pay her young it seemed. They were crushed in tried to shield her, his shoulder against a colurence was grateful, comfort had always been with her, well, was what a safe, reassuring; lovable teenth Street the greatest crush squeezed out, attenter an express and save Conservation on the possible, a few seats Josephine, who never uway, sat very close to against him by a man in a man with an evil-hanger's kit between his East Side tube, carrying denizens of upper Harborx, the black and drab and gray, rocked stopped and started wounded on flat whee "Well, there's a big story there." "My dear sir, this city is full of big stories, stories so big the novelists can't open their jaws wide enough to bite them." "Josephine. We might as well face the facts." "Why, Marvin! Are you about to propose?" She sat on the arm of the great chair and stroked his head. "Why have you lit up that portrait of Gilbert?" "Because it reminds me of, well, of him, and John." "You know all about — the relationship?" "Right, old guardian. Now what? Must I split?" "My dear young lady. You don't know John." "Well, more than half of the estate is my own. You know I've made money. Hanging onto this house has paid. You know the offer. If John Breen expects me to drag him in here and give him either, well I may have to do it. Of course he knows." "Yes." "I thought so. Well, Marvin, I'm getting back into society again, what there is left of it, and Mrs. Van Horn won't sound so bad. He'll have to change his name, that's all." "I was hoping he would, Josephine. Oh, girl, you are good, and wise." "I'm going to settle things pretty soon Marvin." "Good night my dear. Will you kiss an old man?" "There! Now be good." It was getting on into November. Josephine Lambert had many things to think about. What a difficult boy John was. Of course he was different, essentially a gentleman, and she, in a measure, knew why he was so reluctant to pay active court to her. But she knew he was impressionable, romantic, fervent, and she knew he was lost, lost in the interminable maze surrounding them. The whole bulking, swelling body of the town was choking her, it was literally choking her with money and disgust. Two weeks before Osman Snow, alias Sknowvitzky, had paid, in cash, a sum so staggering she hardly believed her eyes. Quite cleverly (she had acted unintentionally) her reluctance to part with the old Van Horn phine saw him at once. He went southward along the Avenue, strolling casually, swinging a cane, hardly looking at any one. Josephine crossed over and walked a short distance behind him. She smiled grimly at the business. Several acquaintances saw her, she bowed stiffly and dropped back. It was a deadly business. But John did look rather trim. He walked easily, he had an air about him. For the first time the humor of the situation dawned upon Josephine. She almost laughed, she was so certain of her ability; but he would have to pay her for this, pay her well, and, of course, he would never know what he was making up for. John crossed Thirty-fourth Street, hesitated a moment, as if about to enter the Waldorf. Josephine, on the north side of the street shuddered. Thank heaven he had not entered that place. Of course she would have followed him, but the necessity was thankfully past. At Twenty-fifth Street he again stopped and read the iron valve top covers. Catskill Water. Then he bought a paper, and, for a moment, seemed interested. He walked across into the park. Josephine also bought a paper. She was getting intensely wrought up in the chase. A picture caught her eye. "Almon Strauss Definitely Abandons Bureau of City Plan." There was not much else. She wondered what John was so upset about. His jaunty step was gone. He had tossed the paper into a can and it was immediately retrieved by a bum. Josephine dropped her paper behind a low rail, on the half-dead grass. "The city is always being abandoned," she remarked thoughtfully. Soon she would abandon it herself. She smiled at the thought. Josephine was a good stout walker, the air was cool, it was getting a bit dusky. John was on Third Avenue, and strolled along. He hardly knew where he was going. So Almon Strauss was quitting. Well he was quitting too. The London crowd had cabled him only a few days before. All he had to do was say "yes." Five years' work at least, in Manchuria. He felt better, even in his lonesomeness. At Ninth Street, he walked East to St. Mark's-in-the-Bouwerie, and then he was near the site of the old Cafe Boulevard. "Oh, John!" Josephine called to him. Conservation on the possible, a few seats with Josephine, who never wandered by him by a man in a man with an evil hanger's kit between his East Side tube, carrying denizens of upper Hair Bronx, the black and drab and gray, rocked and stopped and started with pounded on flat wheels screaming brakes. A secreting through Josephine him at last! I've got him. They walked across ninth Street. John though cant numbers are in the Fifty-nine. Men at, fifty at least so it seemed we walked up Madison Ave into the familiar cross High buildings hedged Horn home. The Ja opened the door. "I am not at home." "Yes, madam." Dinner was served sitting room; John and Jank talked. She had changed gown, in an incredible "You know I have now John. Just the coat boy. Oh, I have changed becoming." "I dress hair. See." She unwound stretched it out at arm wound it back in place the drawing room, she mirror. "I hope it's strained in negligee of net with lace and cream. It was feminine thing, filmy roses, easily crushed vague perfume filled fum Josephine! Continued Next Secures Permits Two Re-Room E.G.Rust took out mits last Saturday from 108-109 North Los Angeles another at 248 West Central first job will cost $120,. IN LITTLE OLD NEW YORK By CARL H. GETZ Some women in New York are wearing shoes made from Adriatic Salmon skin. William Fox, New York theatre man, carries $6,500,000 insurance. A New York advertising man advertises he’ll trade his $28,000 house for a good stamp collection worth as much. It is estimated there are 5,000 boys between the ages of 16 and 21 in New York who have no homes. There are 10,000 children between the ages of 10 to 15 who work for a living in New York. In 1920 there were 32,283. The number is steadily decreasing. A New York City policeman is supposed to be familiar with 16,000 ordinances. There is an apartment house on Manhattan Island which is capable of housing 5,000 families. The New York Central Building here is built entirely on stilts. To provide a radio in each of the rooms of a New York hotel, 25 miles of wiring was required. New York has 89 buildings more than 400 feet high. So many persons committed suicide by leaping from the observation balcony of the Singer Building here, that it was closed to prevent others from taking their own lives. The New York Telephone Company owns 212 buildings and leases 340 others. Veteran wheelmen held a reunion in Pennsylvania and John A. Wells of Bryn Athen was there with the wheel on which he won the world’s hill-climbing championship in 1885. west, toward the subway. "I usually leave my car, when I'm down here." She told the plain truth, but not much of it. They were near the Astor Place station. "You must come home with me, John, you look tired. Do." "Thanks, Josephine, if you will have me. I was about to suggest dinner somewhere." "We'll dine at home, just you and me. Oh, I am so glad to see you, John." He changed a coin, they were clapped through the turnstile. A crowd covered the platform. They were wedged together. "I have been wondering, just now, what is to become of us—you and me?" She looked up at him, her long lashes dropped. She was young, so very young it seemed. They were crushed into a train, he tried to shield her, his arm over her shoulder against a column. Her presence was grateful, comforting, as if he had always been with her, as if she was, well, was what a wife should be, safe, reassuring, lovable. At Fourteenth Street the greater part of the crush squeezed out, attempting to enter an express and save two minutes. Conservation on the train was impossible, a few seats were available. Josephine, who never used the subway, sat very close to John, shoved against him by a man in foul overalls, a man with an evil-smelling paper hanger's kit between his knees. The East Side tube, carrying the returning denizens of upper Harlem and the Bronx, the black and the white, the drab and gray, rocked and shunted, stopped and started with jerks, and wounded on flat wheels and with New York has 89 buildings more than 400 feet high. So many persons committed suicide by leaping from the observation balcony of the Singer Building here, that it was closed to prevent others from taking their own lives. The New York Telephone Company owns 212 buildings and leases 340 others. There is a department store here which has an assessed valuation of $23,000,000. New York department stores are planning to use unemployed legitimate actors to play the role of Santa Claus during the coming Holidays. There are 4,000 drug stores in New York and but seven of them sell nothing but drugs. Fruit Company to Re-Roof Building The structure at 515 South Illinois will be re-roofed at a cost of $75, according to a permit secured Saturday by the Eadington Fruit company. NOTICE OF SALE OF REAL PROPERTY BY TRUSTEE UNDER DEED OF TRUST TRUST NO. 445 WHEREAS, GAYLORD O. RUSSELL, and RHEA G. RUSSELL, husband and wife, by Deed of Trust, dated April 12th, 1928 recorded April 25th, 1928 in Book 153, page 244 of Official Records of Orange County, California, did grant and convey the property therein and herlafter described, to the Orange County Title Company, as Trustee, to secure, among other obligations, the payment of one promissory note dated April 12th, 1928, payable to Home Mutual Building and Loan Association of Santa Ana, or order, for the principal sum of $5800.00, with interest at the rate of 7.8 per cent per annum, principal and interest due in monthly installments of $50.00 each on the 5th day of each month beginning March 5th, 1932, as amended by written instrument dated March 22nd, 1932; and WHEREAS, default has occurred in that installment of principal and interest due on said note on April 5th, 1932, has not been paid; and WHEREAS, Pacific States Savings and Loan Company, owner and holder of said note heretofore demanded that said Trustee sell said property and on August 2nd, 1932, duly recorded in the office of the County Recorder of said County, in Book 566, page 337 of Official There was a wide-a-wake lot of boys and girls—and leaders, too—taking part in the 4-H events at the Dairy Cattle Congress recently held at Waterloo, Iowa. The 4-H events were moved there when the National Dairy Show at St. Louis was abandoned for 1932. They were there from 13 states, but unlucky number didn't seem to bother the young folks in the least. They have learned that pluck, not luck, wins battles. There was a little girl in one of the demonstrations whose whole life had been a battle. Until she was 10 years of age she had no control over her speech. There was an active 4-H club in her community to which her brother belonged. It gave much attention to health work. The little girl saw there was hope for her if she would strive. Her mother said she would work with a word until she could form it in her mouth and then she would shout it until she had fixed control of it. With her brother she demonstrated ice cream making at the show and the pair won second place. She is now 13. They were beaten only by a pair of clever sisters—Alvar and Helen Nelson of Hibbing, Minnesota. Two Nebraska boys from Madison county made a miniature milk and cream cooling tank before the audience to win first place. The boys were Arland Schnidt and Vernon Rottler. County agent J. H. Williams had coached them. They put the concrete forms together and poured the cement, handling the trowels like old hands. They said running well water cooled milk 20 times faster than air. A Wisconsin team of three boys from Buffalo county won the animal judging contest. One of them, William Kannmueller, 18, and in club work 7 years, was high boy of 39 boys competing. The Illinois team came from the Walnut High School in Bureau county and had taken agricultural studies in that school under C. M. Hatlund. Motorist Fined $300 On 3 Liquor Charges When E. P. Murphy Saturday morning pleaded guilty to intoxication, driving while intoxicated and possession of intoxicating liquor, in the city recorders court, he was fined $300 or ordered to spend 150 days in jail. Murphy was arrested Thursday evening after his car had crashed into Billy Knott's machine, which was park- Conservation on the train was impossible, a few seats were available. Josephine, who never used the subway, sat very close to John, shoved against him by a man in foul overalls, a man with an evil-smelling paper hanger's kit between his knees. The East Side tube, carrying the returning denizens of upper Harlem and the Bronx, the black and the white, the drab and gray, rocked and shunted, stopped and started with jerks, and pounded on flat wheels and with screaming brakes. A song was reverberating through Josephine, "I've got him at last! I've got him at last!" They walked across narrow Fifty-ninth Street. John thought how significant numbers are in the great city. Fifty-nine. Men at fifty-nine are old, at least so it seemed to John. They walked up Madison Avenue and turned into the familiar cross-town street, High buildings hedged in the Van Horn home. The Japanese butler opened the door. "I am not at home, Tashi." "Yes, madam." Dinner was served in the dark dining room; John and Josephine hardly talked. She had changed her street gown, in an incredibly short time. "You know I have no special maid now, John. Just the cook, Tashi, and a boy. Oh, I have changed." She blushed becomingly. "I dress myself, do my hair. See." She unwound a thick coll, stretched it out at arm's length and wound it back in place. They were in the drawing room, she stood before a mirror. "I hope it's straight." She was in negligee of net with a coat of gold lace and cream. It was a dangerously feminine thing, filmy with ruffles and roses, easily crushed. A breath of vague perfume filled the room; parfum Josephine! Continued Next Week Secures Permit for Two Re-Roofing Jobs E. G. Rust took out re-roofing permits last Saturday for buildings at 108-109 North Los Angeles street, and another at 248 West Center street. The first job will cost $120, the second $241. NOW THEREFORE, NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN that the said Orange County Title Company, by virtue of the authority vested in it as Trustee under said Deed of Trust, will sell at public auction, to the highest bidder for cash, lawful money of the United States, on the 28th day of November, 1932, at the hour of eleven o'clock A.M., of said day, at the South door of the Orange County Court House in the City of Santa Ana, California, all of the interest conveyed to it by said Deed of Trust in and to all the following described property situated in the City of Anaheim, County of Orange, State of California, described as follows, to-wit: Let Thirty (30) in Block "C" of "Helmann & George's Map of Addition Building Lots," as shown on a Map recorded in Book 2, page 249 of Miscellaneous Records of Los Angeles County, California. or so much of said property as shall be necessary to be sold to provide a sum sufficient to pay the total amount secured by said Deed, of Trust. Dated this 3rd day of November, 1932. ORANGE COUNTY TITLE COMPANY, By H. A. GARDNER, President. By GEO. A. PARKER, Secretary. (Corporate Seal) Nov. 3-10-17 Archer Heading Jr. Pentathlon Samuel Loose Takes Charge of Local Program In 1933 Boys' Event Due to the influence of the Xth Olympiad held in Los Angeles the past summer, and the new program, the youth of Orange county will participate one hundred per cent in the 1933 Junior Pentathlon, according to the announcement of County Chairman L. W. Archer. Samuel Loose will have charge of the local program. Three major changes have been made in the program. A new system of devising perfectly balanced coefficients. A new style of scoring—perfected after hundreds of hours of actual field experiments and research. A new event—the ball put. The three new changes have brought praise from all over the state. N. P. Neilson, chief of the division of health and physical education in the department of education for the State of California, is one of the leading boosters. "I am thoroughly in accord with the whole program. Your continued attempt to make the program meet high educational standards is a great pleasure to me. Please feel that you have my thorough co-operation." Athletic workers, teachers, physical educational supervisors, playground directors and coaches everywhere have all gone on record as believing that the 1933 junior pentathlon program is the best developer for American boyhood ever devised. The juvenile program does not stress the development of champions but reaches its objective through mass participation. The more youngsters who take part in the sport, the more successful the project becomes. That the five-event program is an ideal one is easy to see. Four events hold over from last year, the sprint, the high jump, broad jump, and basketball test. Instead of the baseball throw for accuracy, the ball put has been inaugurated. This soft five-pound ball gives the youngsters all the benefit of shot-putting without the danger incurred from using a hard object. Also for the first time in the program an event is had which tends to develop upper body strength. A.B.C. BUSINESS DIRECTORY For Quick Reference Look Under Alphabetical Classification of Business or Profession You Are Seeking. You'll Find This Anaheim Gazette Business Directory Reliable, Convenient and Profitable. USE IT. BIG AUCTION Every Saturday at 2 and 7:30 p.m., at Jack Martin's Auction House, 137 S. Lemon, Phone 3226. Furniture—Used J. P. Glenn 124 W. Wilshire, Fullerton 51 BIG AUCTION Every Saturday at 2 and 7:30 p.m., at Jack Martin's Auction House, 137 S. Lemon, Phone 3220. Private sales all the time. For Cash or Easy Terms. Buy Anything—Sell Anything. "The Bargain Spot of Orange Co." Jack Martin, Prop. IRISH AUCTIONEER Automobile Wrecking Curran Auto Wrecking Co. L. 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