anaheim-gazette 1933-02-09

Anaheim, Calif., Feb. 9, 1933 THE OTHER MAN by RUBY M. AYRES © BUBLEAY PORAL CO. ELEVENTH INSTALLMENT Synopsis: Pauline, sentimental, trustful, sincere and loving love, becomes engaged and marries Dennis O'Hara in the belief that their blissful happiness will continue unchanged thru all the years. On her wedding morning she awakens with a strange premonition that maybe love does change, a thought buried in her mind by a letter from her closest friend, Barbara the night before. Pauline adored Barbara who had been married, was the mother of a child which died, but now divorced and living a life which some of her friends could not understand. Between Dennis and Barbara is a seeming wall of personal dislike by both. Six months after Pauline's wedding, Barbara comes for a short stay. During this visit Barbara confesses to Pauline that there is a man she really loves, but she refuses to tell his name. Barbara decides suddenly to go home and Pauline insists Dennis drive her to the station. Irritated Dennis drives recklessly, and they are in a crash. Barbara escapes injury but Dennis' leg is broken. As he returns to consciousness he learns who the man is that Barbara loves. Its himself. Dennis spends several weeks in the hospital. Barbara returns to stay with Pauline, but on one pretext or another fails to visit Dennis with Pauline at the hospital. Pauline plans highly for Dennis' return home. "You won't be the first, Dennis Jerry Barnet often comes." "It makes no difference." "Very well, your blood be on your own head." But her heart beat with a happiness that was yet half pain. It would be something to know he had once been in the rooms where she had dreamed of him so often; something to remember when all this foolishness was at an end. "You'll hate it," she told him as they went up in the lift to her flat. "It's like me—as you thought I was when you first knew me." She opened the door with her key. He followed her into the sitting room, and Barbara stirred the fire into a blaze and looked around her with critical eyes. Hitherto she had been rather proud of her flat, with its queer coloring and very modern lighting, but today she felt vaguely dissatisfied with it. She knew quite well why she felt dissatisfied. It was the presence of Dennis O'Hara that made her choice of furniture and fittings look tawdry and bizarre. Dennis himself was so wholesome, so clean. There was nothing artificial or pretentious about him; he had come into her life like a fresh breeze into a stuffy, scented room, with which she knew she would never again be satisfied. married if he had been free all the different loves of him never been hers, father, more child—everything. He held her very gently against her hair, speaking which he had never believed capable. So often had he that he could not walk like book" and that she must take for granted. Poor little Pa although she was his wife, been his love. And then Barbara gently herself. "I'm sorry, it's your never been such a weak id The tears were streaming face, and though she tried them away they still fell you years ago. Dennis/I been quite a nice woman," sobbing. "And, oh, look at all wet with my tears. Let them away." But he held her wrists, her. "No, let them be, they are way," he said; then he kissed the palm of each, and let it "And all this doesn't help us what to do," he said rudely. Barbara laughed shakily. need to be told—we know You're married to one of the girls in the world, who adorn I—though I've got the rebeing a husband stealer, "Then Dennis bent and kissed her lips." Much against his will Dennis finds a attraction in Barbara, who plays the same cool and detached role as formerly. A fortnight after Barbara's return to New York, she receives a letter from Pauline that she and Dennis are coming to New York for a vacation. Upon their arrival a round of gay entertainment gets under way—throwing Dennis and Barbara much into each other's company. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Dennis was silent for a moment, then he said, the blood deepening in his face, "I want to say that, if it would not hurt Pauline terribly, I hope she would—let me go." And you have been married only a few months," said Barbara. "It doesn't take as long as a few months to discover a mistake." "I think life is horrible," she said fiercely. "It's horrible because we know we mustn't do the thing we want to do," Dennis agreed hoarsely. "Because there is a so-called code of honour that felt vaguely dissatisfied with it. She knew quite well why she felt dissatisfied. It was the presence of Dennis O'Hara that made her choice of furniture and fittings look tawdry and bizarre. Dennis himself was so wholesome, so clean. There was nothing artificial or pretentious about him; he had come into her life like a fresh breeze into a stuffy, scented room, with which she knew she would never again be satisfied." WHEREAS, FRED G. LELA M. PECK, husband and Deed of Trust, dated May recorded August 6th, 1931, page 90, of Official Records County, California, did gravey the property therein after described, to the Orad Title Company, as Trustee among other obligations, to one promissory note dated 1931, payable to The Equity Assurance Society of the U.S. or order, for the principal $3250.00 with interest at the per cent per annum, principal interest due in monthly installment $48.60 each on the 1st day month beginning August 1st. WHEREAS, default has that the installment of payment due on said note on 1st, 1932, has not been paid. WHEREAS, The Equity Assurance Society of the U.S. owner and holder of said property and on October duly recorded in the off County Recorder of said Book 583, page 54 of Office thereof, a notice of said deeds election to cause said be sold and more than they have now elapsed since the of said notice. The sum principal and interest th Dennis was silent for a moment, then he said, the blood deepening in his face, "I want to say that, if it would not hurt Pauline terribly, I hope she would—let me go." "And you have been married only a few months," said Barbara. "It doesn't take as long as a few months to discover a mistake." "I think life is horrible," she said fiercely. "It is horrible because we know we mustn't do the thing we want to do," Dennis agreed hoarsely. "Because there is a so-called code of honour that says a man and a woman shall stick together no matter how much they hate each other." Barbara cried out: "You couldn't hate her. Nobody could." "No, no, I didn't mean that. She's one of the best—sweetest——" There was a long silence; then Barbara said suddenly. "When we say good-bye after this lunch, Dennis, it is to be good-bye." His face flushed and his lips sneered. "For Pauline's sake, or for mine, or for your own?" he asked. Sudden tears started to her eyes. "The world is upside down," she said tremulously. "Only the other night I told Jerry Barnet that it was the end of romance when a man called a woman 'my dear,' but now you've said it it seems to me like the very beginning." "The beginning of a love that will never end, Barbara." She drew her hand away. "We're talking like a sentimental boy and girl," she said. "Ask for the bill and let us go." It was raining a little when they left. "I'll take a taxi — don't wait," Barbara said. "Do you imagine we are going to say good-bye like this?" "Why not? It's as good a way as any." "Not good enough for me." The concierge had fetched a taxi, and Dennis and Barbara drove away together. "I've never seen your home." Dennis said suddenly. "I've often tried to picture where you live." "It's very unromantic." "It wouldn't be to me. Let me come to your home, Barbara, just once." Unconsciously her eyes misted over as she looked at him. So dear! so beloved, but the husband of another woman. Dennis came back with two whiskies. Barbara rose to her feet. "I want to talk to you. No—stay there at a nice respectable distance, please." She moved close to the fire and held her hands to its warmth. Barbara had beautiful hands, slender and white, and suddenly Dennis found himself contrasting them with Pauline's. Barbara went on after a moment in a brisk, unemotional voice. "All this—nonsense has to stop, Dennis, you know that." She looked round at him and quickly away again. "We're behaving like—like a couple of rotters. There's Pauline." She paused, but he did not speak, and she went on: "Are you going to break her heart?" Dennis said, "If it is a question of her heart or yours——" She cut in harshly. "Mine isn't the kind that breaks—you've only got to look at me to see that." She dared not look at him as she spoke, but she could have laughed at the contrast between her carelessly spoken words and the stark desolation in her heart. "If he would only speak—only say something," she told herself in despair. And then she heard him move and she felt his hands on her shoulders, gently turning her to him, and she raised her eyes slowly, slowly, till they wet his. There was a little silence, then Dennis bent and kissed her lips. "If this is what you call trying to play the game, Barbara, don't try any more. I know you, and I know that you belong to me as much as I belong to you, and that nothing will ever change it even if—if as you say—it's got to end. Well?" he queried, as she did not speak. Barbara's lips moved, but no words came. Then quite suddenly she put her head down on his shoulder. "Love me, love me! Please love me," she said wildly. At that moment he was far more to her than just the man she would have shiver of joy shook her as she realized how wonderful it would be if it was really his home as well as hers, if they had the right to shut the door on the world and be happy. Unconsciously her eyes misted over as she looked at him. So dear! so beloved, but the husband of another woman. Dennis came back with two whiskies. Barbara rose to her feet. "I want to talk to you. No—stay there at a nice respectable distance, please." She moved close to the fire and held her hands to its warmth. Barbara had beautiful hands, slender and white, and suddenly Dennis found himself contrasting them with Pauline's. Barbara went on after a moment in a brisk, unemotional voice. "All this—nonsense has to stop, Dennis, you know that." She looked round at him and quickly away again. "We're behaving like—like a couple of rotters. There's Pauline." She paused, but he did not speak, and she went on: "Are you going to break her heart?" Dennis said, "If it is a question of her heart or yours——" She cut in harshly. "Mine isn't the kind that breaks—you've only got to look at me to see that." She dared not look at him as she spoke, but she could have laughed at the contrast between her carelessly spoken words and the stark desolation in her heart. "If he would only speak—only say something," she told herself in despair. And then she heard him move and she felt his hands on her shoulders, gently turning her to him, and she raised her eyes slowly, slowly, till they wet his. There was a little silence, then Dennis bent and kissed her lips. "If this is what you call trying to play the game, Barbara, don't try any more. I know you, and I know that you belong to me as much as I belong to you, and that nothing will ever change it even if—if as you say—it's got to end. Well?" he queried, as she did not speak. Barbara's lips moved, but no words came. Then quite suddenly she put her head down on his shoulder. "Love me, love me! Please love me," she said wildly. At that moment he was far more to her than just the man she would have shiver of joy shook her as she realized how wonderful it would be if it was really his home as well as hers, if they had the right to shut the door on the world and be happy. Unconsciously her eyes misted over as she looked at him. So dear! so beloved, but the husband of another woman. Dennis came back with two whiskies. Barbara rose to her feet. "I want to talk to you. No—stay there at a nice respectable distance, please." She moved close to the fire and held her hands to its warmth. Barbara had beautiful hands, slender and white, and suddenly Dennis found himself contrasting them with Pauline's. Barbara went on after a moment in a brisk, unemotional voice. "All this—nonsense has to stop, Dennis, you know that." She looked round at him and quickly away again. "We're behaving like—like a couple of rotters. There's Pauline." She paused, but he did not speak, and she went on: "Are you going to break her heart?" Dennis said, "If it is a question of her heart or yours——" She cut in harshly. "Mine isn't the kind that breaks—you've only got to look at me to see that." She dared not look at him as she spoke, but she could have laughed at the contrast between her carelessly spoken words and the stark desolation in her heart. "If he would only speak—only say something," she told herself in despair. And then she heard him move and she felt his hands on her shoulders, gently turning her to him, and she raised her eyes slowly, slowly, till they wet his. There was a little silence, then Dennis bent and kissed her lips. "If this is what you call trying to play the game, Barbara, don't try any more. I know you, and I know that you belong to me as much as I belong to you, and that nothing will ever change it even if—if as you say—it's got to end. Well?" he queried, as she did not speak. Barbara's lips moved, but no words came. Then quite suddenly she put her head down on his shoulder. "Love me, love me! Please love me," she said wildly. At that moment he was far more to her than just the man she would have shiver of joy shook her as she realized how wonderful it would be if it was really his home as well as hers, if they had the right to shut the door on the world and be happy. Unconsciously her eyes misted over as she looked at him. So dear! so beloved, but the husband of another woman. Dennis came back with two whiskies. Barbara rose to her feet. "I want to talk to you. No—stay there at a nice respectable distance, please." She moved close to the fire and held her hands to its warmth. Barbara had beautiful hands, slender and white, and suddenly Dennis found himself contrasting them with Pauline's. Barbara went on after a moment in a brisk, unemotional voice. "All this—nonsense has to stop, Dennis, you know that." She looked round at him and quickly away again. "We're behaving like—like a couple of rotters. There's Pauline." She paused, but he did not speak, and she went on: "Are you going to break her heart?" Dennis said, "If it is a question of her heart or yours——" She cut in harshly. "Mine isn't the kind that breaks—you've only got to look at me to see that." She dared not look at him as she spoke, but she could have laughed at the contrast between her carelessly spoken words and the stark desolation in her heart. "If he would only speak—only say something," she told herself in despair. And then she heard him move and she felt his hands on her shoulders, gently turning her to him, and she raised her eyes slowly, slowly, till they wet his. There was a little silence, then Dennis bent and kissed her lips. "If this is what you call trying to play the game, Barbara, don't try any more. I know you, and I know that you belong to me as much as I belong to you, and that nothing will ever change it even if—if as you say—it's got to end. Well?" he queried, as she did not speak. Barbara's lips moved, but no words came. Then quite suddenly she put her head down on his shoulder. "Love me, love me! Please love me," she said wildly. At that moment he was far more to her than just the man she would have shiver of joy shook her as she realized how wonderful it would be if it was really his home as well as hers, if they had the right to shut the door on the world and be happy. Unconsciously her eyes misted over as she looked at him. So dear! so beloved, but the husband of another woman. Dennis came back with two whiskies. Barbara rose to her feet. "I want to talk to you. No—stay there at a nice respectable distance, please." She moved close to the fire and held her hands to its warmth. Barbara had beautiful hands, slender and white, and suddenly Dennis found himself contrasting them with Pauline's. Barbara went on after a moment in a brisk, unemotional voice. "All this—nonsense has to stop, Dennis, you know that." She looked round at him and quickly away again. "We're behaving like—like a couple of rotters. There's Pauline." She paused, but he did not speak, and she went on: "Are you going to break her heart?" Dennis said, "If it is a question of her heart or yours——" She cut in harshly. "Mine isn't the kind that breaks—you've only got to look at me to see that." She dared not look at him as she spoke，but she could have laughed at the contrast between her carelessly spoken words and the stark desolation in her heart. "If he would only speak—only say something," she told herself in despair. And then she heard him move and she felt his hands on her shoulders， gently turning her to him，and she raised her eyes slowly，slowly，till they wet his．There was a little silence，then Dennis bent和 kissed她 lips． "If this is what you call trying to play the game，Barbara，don't try any more.I know you，and I know that you belong to me as much as I belong to you,and that nothing will ever change it even if—if as you say—it's got to end.Well?" he queried，as she did not speak, Barbara's lips moved，but no words came．Then quite suddenly she put her head down on his shoulder． "Love me，love me！Please love me，”she said wildly． At that moment he was far more to her than just the man she would have shiver of joy shook her as she realized how wonderful it would be if it was really his home as well as hers，if they had the right to shut the door on the world and be happy． Unconsciously her eyes misted over as she looked at him．So dear! so beloved，but the husband of another woman． Dennis came back with two whiskies．Barbara rose to her feet． "I want to talk to you.No—stay there at a nice respectable distance，please." She moved close to the fire and held her hands to its warmth．Barbara had beautiful hands，slender and white，and suddenly Dennis found himself contrasting them with Pauline's． Barbara went on after a moment in a brisk，unemotional voice． "All this—nonsense has to stop，Dennis，you know that。" She looked round at him and quickly away again．"We're behaving like—like a couple of rotters．There's Pauline." She paused，but he did not speak，and she went on："Are you going to break her heart？"she queried，as she did not speak, Barbara's lips moved，but no words came．Then quite suddenly she put her head down on his shoulder． "Love me，love me！Please love me，”she said wildly． At that moment he was far more to her than just the man she would have shiver of joy shook her as she realized how wonderful it would be if it was really his home as well as hers，if they had the right to shut the door on the world and be happy． Unconsciously her eyes misted over as she looked at him．So dear! so beloved，but the husband of another woman． Dennis came back with two whiskies．Barbara rose to her feet． "I want to talk to you.No—stay there at a nice respectable distance，please." She moved close to the fire and held her hands to its warmth．Barbara had beautiful hands，slender and white，and suddenly Dennis found himself contrasting them with Pauline's． Barbara went on after a moment in a brisk，unemotional voice． "All this—nonsense has to stop，Dennis，you know that。" She looked round at him and quickly away again．"We're behaving like—like a couple of rotters．There's Pauline." She paused，but he did not speak，and she went on："Are you going to break her heart？"she queried，as she did not speak, Barbara's lips moved，but no words came．Then quite suddenly she put her head down on his shoulder． "Love me，love me！Please love me，”she said wildly． At that moment he was far more to her than just the man she would have shiver of joy shook her as she realized how wonderful it would be if it was really his home as well as hers，if they had the right to shut the door on the world and be happy． Unconsciously her eyes misted over as she looked at him．So dear! so beloved，but the husband of another woman． Dennis came back with two whiskies．Barbara rose to her feet． "I want to talk到你.No—stay there at a nice respectable distance，please." She moved close to the fire and held her hands to its warmth．Barbara had beautiful hands，slender and white，and suddenly Dennis found himself contrasting them with Pauline's． Barbara went on after a moment in a brisk，unemotional voice． "All this—nonsense hasTo stop，Dennis，you know that。" She looked round at him and quickly away again．"We're behaving like—like a couple of rotters．There's Pauline." 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Нorrmige сSeries Нorrmige сSeries Нorrmige сSeries Нorrmige сSeries Нorrmige ANAHEIM GAZETTE Carried if he had been free: he was in the different loves of life that had never been hers, father, mother, lover, old—everything. He held her very gently, his face against her hair, speaking words of which he had never believed himself capable. So often had he told Pauline at he could not walk like a poetry book and that she must take his love granted. Poor little Pauline, who, though she was his wife, had never en his love. And then Barbara gently disengaged herself. "I'm sorry, it's your fault. I've ever been such a weak idiot before." He tears were streaming down her face, and though she tried to brush them away they still fell. "If I'd met my years ago. Dennis, I might have been quite a nice woman," she said sobbing. "And, oh, look at your coat, wet with my tears. Let me wipe them away." But he held her wrists, preventing it. "No, let them be, they are mine, any-ly," he said; then he kissed her hands, palm of each, and let her go. And all this doesn't help us or tell what to do," he said ruefully. Barbara laughed shakily. "We don't need to be told—we know already. We're married to one of the sweetest girls in the world, who adores you, and although I've got the reputation of being a husband stealer, somehow I about in books. She loved him too well to spoil his life sort of thing," she said cynically; then suddenly her head went down on her arm. "Why need this have happened to me! I've never been given any happiness; all my life everything's gone wrong." Dennis watched her silently; his arms ached with their longing to hold her, but he was afraid. Barbara spoke suddenly: "You'd better go. Dennis. There's nothing more to say, and it's getting late. You've got to dine with Dr. Stornaway, you know." "I can put him off." "Nonsense." She turned and faced him bravely. "I look a sight, don't I? Women always do when they've been crying, and that's why they cry when there's nobody to see—I cry torrential tears at night." He took her in his arms and kissed her. "Some day——" he said hoarsely, but she would not let him finish, she laid a hand on his lips, silencing him, and at that moment there was a sudden knock at the front door. Barbara gently disengaged herself. "I expect it's Mellish. I'll let her in." She gave a hurried glance in the mirror. "I look a sight, but she won't notice." She turned to go, then came back and put her arms round his neck and kissed him, but then, when she would have gone, he held her and kissed her many times, and Barbara said breathlessly. "Do you remember the story of the plain princess who only looked beautiful when the man she loved kissed her, and so she always looked beautiful to him? Well, I think that must be me," and then, as the knock was repeated, she went swiftly away, and Dennis mechanically lighted a cigarette and walked over to the window. As he stood there looking out into the gray afternoon his only emotion was one of passionate gladness that his great love for this other woman had been given to him. He had not lived until he kissed her; she only had brought rapture into the calm serenity of his life. Continued Next Week Suggests Birth Control Federal Judge Paul Jones of Cleveland, lectured a 46-year-old bootlegging mother of 10 children and expectant of the 11th, on birth control before sentencing her to 15 days in jail on a liquor charge. AN OLD EUROPEAN CUSTOM In some European countries today it is still the practice to compel convicts to wear hoods or masks outside of their cells so they cannot become acquainted to blackmail one another or form criminal partnerships after release. NOTICE OF ANNUAL MEETING OF ANAHEIM BUILDING & LOAN ASSOCIATION Notice is hereby given that the annual meeting of the stockholders of the Anaheim Building & Loan Association will be held at the office of the Association at 187 West Center Street in the City of Anaheim, California, on Monday, the 20th day of February, 1933, at the hour of 7:30 p.m. of said day for the purpure of the election of a Board of Directors for the ensuing year and the transaction of such business as may properly come before such meeting. By order of the Board of Directors of the Anaheim Building & Loan Association. NOTICE OF SALE OF REAL PROPERTY BY TRUSTEE UNDER DEED OF TRUST TRUST NO. 457 WHEREAS, FRED G. PECK and ELA M. PECK, husband and wife, by deed of Trust, dated May 15th, 1931, recorded August 6th, 1931, in Book 501, page 90, of Official Records of Orange County, California, did grant and convey the property therein and hereinafter described, to the Orange County Title Company, as Trustee, to secure, among other obligations, the payment of one promissory note dated October 17th, 1931, payable to A. Lawrence or order, for the principal sum of $9000.00, with interest from October 17th, 1931, at the rate of seven per cent per annum; payable semi-annually; and WHEREAS, default has occurred in that the interest due on said note on October 17th, 1932, has not been paid; and WHEREAS, default has occurred in that the installment of principal and interest due on said note on February 1st, 1932, has not been paid; and WHEREAS, The Equitable Life Insurance Society of the United States owner and holder of said note heretofore demanded that said Trustee sell said property and on October 18th, 1932, only recorded in the office of the county Recorder of said County, in book 583, page 54 of Official Records thereof, a notice of said default and of election to cause said property to be sold and more than three months have now elapsed since the recordation of said notice. The sum of $3166.28 principal and interest thereon from January 1st, 1932 is now due. SARAH SUSHANSKY ASKS WATER RIGHTS Application has been filed with the railroad commission by Sarah Sushansky of Los Angeles, doing business as Rural Water company, in which a certificate of public convenience and necessity is asked to operate a water system to supply tract No. 262, Orange county. Approval is also asked of the rate schedule. NOTICE OF SALE OF REAL PROPERTY BY TRUSTEE UNDER DEED OF TRUST TRUST NO. 490 WHEREAS, GEORGE C. SOEST and ELIZABETH A. SOEST, husband and wife, by Deed of Trust, dated October 17, 1931, recorded February 8th, 1932, in Book 534, page 303 of Official Records of Orange County, California, did grant and convey the property therein and hereinafter described, to the Orange County Title Company, as Trustee, to secure, among other obligations, the payment of one promissory note dated October 17th, 1931, payable to A. Lawrence or order, for the principal sum of $9000.00, with interest from October 17th, 1931, at the rate of seven per cent per annum; payable semi-annually; and WHEREAS, default has occurred in that the interest due on said note on October 17th, 1932, has not been paid; and WHEREAS, A. Lawrence owner and holder of said note heretofore demanded that said Trustee sell said property and on October 25th, 1932, duly recorded in the office of the County Recorder of said County, in book 578, page 330 of Official Records thereof, a notice of said default and of his election to cause said property to be sold and more than three months have now elapsed since the recordation of said notice. The sum of $9000.00 principal and interest thereon from April 17th, 1932 is now due, owing and unpaid on said note and there is also secured by said Deed of Trust the Trustee's fee and expenses of sale, amounting to $310.00, together with $164.45 paid and advanced by the owner of said note in accordance with the provisions of said Deed of Trust, Anaheim Building & Loan Association will be held at the office of the Association at 187 West Center Street in the City of Anaheim, California, on Monday, the 20th day of February, 1933, at the hour of 7:30 p.m. of said day for the purpse of the election of a Board of Directors for the ensuing year and the transaction of such business as may properly come before such meeting. By order of the Board of Directors of the Anaheim Building & Loan Association. FORREST F. FOWLER. Secy. Dated January 27, 1933. NOTICE OF SALE UNDER DEED OF TRUST NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN that COTTON MATHER and C. W. RAIRDON as trustees, under that certain deed of trust, recorded on the 16th day of October, 1928., in Book 203, Page 480 of Official Records of Orange County, California, to which reference is hereby made for further particulars,and pursuant to that certain notice of default and election to sell recorded on the 24th day of October, 1932,在Book 581 at Page 159 of Official Records of Orange County，California，to which reference is hereby made for further particulars,(in which notice it is declared that there was $2.767.77，secured by said deed of trust，due and payable,together with interest as in the said deed of trust provided),—WILL SELL，at public auction，to the highest bidder,fors cash，在lawful moneyoftheUnitedStatesAmerica，onthe20thdayofFebruary，1933，atthehourofteno'clock,A.M.ofsaidday，attheSouthmainentrancetotheOrangeCountyCourthouse，intheCityofSantaAna，CountyofOrange，StateofCalifornia，alltheinterestconveyedtothembythesaiddeedoftrust,andsubjecttoallincumbrancespriorthereto，inandtotheproperty situatedintheTownofBuenaPark，CountyofOrange，StateofCalifornia,anddescribedasfollows.to-wit: Lot One Hundred thirty-nine (189)of Tract No.624,Homewood，as shown on a MaprecordedinBook19,page36ofMiscellaneousMaps.RecordsOfOrangeCounty，California. Subject to covenants conditions reservations and restrictions of record. —or so muchthereofasshallbe neces-sarytopaythetotalamountoftheprincipal,intestadvancescharges,costsexpensesofsaleandcompensationoftrustees. DatedJanuary26，1933. COTTON MATHER C.W.RAIRDON 1-26;2-2-9-33 WHEREAS, The Equitable Life Assurance Society of the United States owner and holder of said note hereto-recorded that said Trustee sell said property and on October 18th, 1932, only recorded in the office of the County Recorder of said County, in Book 583, page 54 of Official Records thereof, a notice of said default and of its election to cause said property to be sold and more than three months have now elapsed since the recordation of said notice. The sum of $3166.25 principal and interest thereon from January 1st, 1932, is now due, owing and unpaid on said note and there is also secured by said Deed of Trust the Trustee's fee and expenses of sale, amounting to $208.00, together with $80.91 paid and advanced by the owner said note in accordance with the provisions of said Deed of Trust, with interest on said last mentioned sum. 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, fairful money of the United States on the 17th day of February, 1933, 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 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: Lots Nine (9) and Ten (10) in Block "A" of "Anaheim Villa Tract," as shown on a Map recorded in Book 14, page 44 of Miscellaneous Records of Los Angeles County, California. 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 19th day of January, 1933. ORANGE COUNTY TITLE COMPANY, By H. A. GARDNER, Corporate Seal) President. By GEO. A. PARKER. Secretary. 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 20th day of February, 1933, 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 it by said Deed of Trust in and to all the following described property situated in the City of Orange, State of California, described as follows, to-wit: The South one-half (S½) of the South-west quarter (SW¼) of the South-west quarter (SW¼) of Section Thirty (30), Township Four (4) South Range Ten (10) West, S. B. B. & M., estimated to contain 16.962 acres. Subject to the reservation therefrom for roads, railroads and ditches of a strip of land 30 feet wide, along adjoining and each side of the quarter section lines. 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 26th day of January, 1933. ORANGE COUNTY TITLE COMPANY, By H. A. GARDNER, (Corporate Seal) President. By GEO. A. PARKER, Secretary. MOUNTAIN IN DISGUISE Snowden, the loftiest mountain in Wales, is to be disguised to resemble the mountains of Asia. Plants and foliage from the hills of Tibet and China are to be imported by the Alphine Gardens society and planted on the slopes of Snowden. This proeject, which is going to be carried out at an altitude of 3000 feet, will help to beautify the mountain's bare cliffs. IN THE SUPERIOR COURT OF THE STATE OF CALIFORNIA IN AND FOR THE COUNTY OF ORANGE In the Matter of the Application for Change of Name of GRACE G. PHILLIPS, No. A-3245 ORDER TO SHOW CAUSE UNDER SECTION 1275 et seq. C. C. P. Upon reading and filing the verified petition of Grace G. Phillips for a change of name as provided by Section 1275 et seq. of the Code of Civil Procedure of the State of California, which said petition was filed on the 31st day of January, 1933, by the said Grace G. Phillips, and that Grace G. Phillips is the name of the person by whom said petition is filed, and that the name proposed by the petitioner in said petition to be used by her hereafter is the name of Grace G. Strain, by which said name she was formerly known, and it further appearing that the Anaheim Gazette is a weekly newspaper of general circulation, published in the City of Anaheim, County of Orange, State of California, and is the paper most likely to give notice to persons interested in said matter, and the court being duly advised in the premises; IT IS ORDERED that all persons interested in said matter appear before the Court in the Department of the Presiding Judge in Department 3 of the above named Superior Court of the State of California, on the 10th day of March, 1933, at Ten (10) o'clock A.M. in the City of Santa Ana, County of Orange, State of California, at which time and place the said petition to change of name will be heard. IT IS FURTHER ORDERED that a copy of this order to show cause be published in the Anaheim Gazette, a newspaper of general circulation, printed and published in said county, which said newspaper is hereby designated as most likely to give notice to persons interested in said matter, and that said publication be made once a week for four successive weeks. Dated this 31st day of January, 1933. G. K. SCOVEL, Judge of the Superior Court. 2-2-33—5t 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. Automobile Wrecking Curran Auto Wrecking Co. Physicians & Surgeons Phone 8212 Open Evenings 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. Automobile Wrecking Curran Auto Wrecking Co. L. A. at Palm, Anaheim 3101 Funeral Directors Ambulance Service—Day or Night Phone 8269 Backs, Terry & Campbell FUNERAL DIRECTORS M. P. CAMPBELL, Resident Director 251 No. Lemon St., Anaheim, Calif. Physicians & Surgeons Phone 3212 Open Evenings Sunday by Appointment DR. OSHER PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Dentist—Painless Extraction. Oculist—Glasses Fitted. 107½ E. Center St., Anaheim, Calif. Office Phone 3218 Residence 887 South Los Angeles St. Residence Phone 2610 Hours: 11-12; 2-4; 7-8 J. W. Truxaw, M. D. PHYSICIAN & SURGEON Golden State Bank Bldg. Cor. Center and Los Angeles District ANAHEIM, CALIFORNIA Printing — S-A-L-E-S— suggestions are carried in all your printed forms. Let us make that suggestion positive and attractive. ANAHEIM GAZETTE Furniture—Used J. P. Glenn 124 W. Wilshire, Fullerton 51 ANAHEIM FEED AND FUEL CO. Dealers in GRAIN FLOUR SEEDS WOOD COAL HAY Phone 3210 W. D. GRAFTON, Prop. 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