anaheim-gazette 1933-05-18

NINTH INSTALLMENT The Story so far: Joyce Ashton, poor stenographer, in a skidding taxicab accident in Chicago, suffered loss of memory. Two years later she woke one morning after a fall from her horse to find herself, under the name of Frills, married to Neil Packard, rich California fruit packer. From letters in her desk she learned something about her life in the two-year interval, and realized that she had been a heartless young woman and that she is seriously involved in an affair with a man named Maitland. She decided that at all costs she would end it, but she found Maitland hard to manage. Her troubles were further complicated when she read a letter referring to a baby—was it hers?—that the writer, Sophie, thought Frills ought to have with her. Much to the surprise of Sam, in her husband's employ, she asked for a dog and he got her one. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Shortly after ten o'clock Sam brought the car to the front door and stowed away her two suitcases. The bank teller at the bank greeted her with a friendly smile. "Good morning, Mrs. Packard. Say, that was some Joyce," Robert Ainsworth is one of my favorite authors, and I've wanted to get hold of this book for years, but never could. It's out of print you know —" Joyce rose hastily. "No, no, I must go —" "Then I'll go with you," he said at once, thrusting a bill in the hand of the little Chinese girl, and following Joyce, who was a little bewildered but glowing with pleasure. They walked for over an hour, and Joyce discovered that her new friend had read nearly every book that had been written, and that his enthusiasm were largely hers. He agreed eagerly with her opinions of Robert Ainsworth, whom, he said, he "revered above all other moderns." He praised Ainsworth so lavishly in fact, that Joyce had a sudden sense that he was making fun of her, and for the first time she felt a slight hostility toward him. She could not bear her admiration for Ainsworth, whom she considered so gifted a writer. Hastily getting her bearings, she discovered that they had gone in a circle and were again near the Y. W. C. A., and she therefore led their steps in that direction. Joyce had time during weeks to wonder about the bad left in the East. I think about her? She hated to one of the members-Warde firm of advenues Mr. John K. Lyman was a personal gentleman who peared to recognize the might have a life outside At the end of three years of existence Joyce was on the city and the monotonous days, from the early scramble for her turn into the evening crush in stuffy trolley cars. Joyce had made a sudden decision to get out of some other part of the city lessly she gave up her few Liberty Bonds, but for San Francisco with legs at Chicago and Denver bye to her friends, and she the West of which she had only the vaguest general. As she lay in her bed C. A., Joyce smiled and nately at the thought of had turned out. Thirteen days after she Manzanita, Joyce received that ended her solitary care herself for taking the post Packard again. The more closed a laconic telegram "Arrive Manzanita Mono..." Shortly after ten o'clock Sam brought the car to the front door and stowed away her two suitcases. The bank teller at the bank greeted her with a friendly smile. "Good morning, Mrs. Packard. Say, that was some little tumble you took. How do you feel after it?" "Oh, I'm all right," replied Joyce hastily. She pushed her check in at him and stood on tiptoe with breathless impatience while he deliberately counted out the money. Then she seized it, thanked him abruptly and almost ran out to the car again. When they were well out of the town humming swiftly along the smooth roads, Joyce felt her nervous fear evaporate under the stimulus of an irresistibly mounting spirit of adventure. This was going to be fun, she reflected happily. They reached San Francisco about noon and Joyce departed from Sam with mingled feelings of relief and regret. As soon as she was installed in her clean little room at the big Y. W. C. A. building she proceeded immediately to carry out her plan of action. The two days passed rapidly. In the mornings Joyce went out for her instructions in driving a car. In these drives, much to her surprise, she had little trouble in learning to handle a machine. She spent the afternoons riding in beautiful Golden Gate park. Her first timidity vanishing very quickly, she made gratifying progress and every day looked forward to her ride with "Good-bye," she said "and it's been great fun talking with you. I'm only sorry you don't—quite feel as I do about Robert Ainsworth. Under the circumstances, I shall have no compunctions about claiming my book!" "Oh, but I do share your enthusiasm!" He bowed somewhat mockingly and held up the book. "But you will let me sign the little sketch?" He propped the book upon his knee, and wrote in it slowly, meticulously; waved it about with maddening deliberation to blot the ink; then handed it to her, closed. "Good-bye, Miss —?" "Joyce Ashton," she said without thought. He raised his hat and was gone. Joyce was frankly disappointed. "He might have said he'd like to see me again," she thought, then added, "But oh dear, I've no right to go about being charmed by strange men! Why, oh why, did I have to meet so vital and intelligent a man—it'll only make life harder for me!" She opened the book, too upset in her thoughts at first to grasp what she saw. Beneath the sketch was written, in an exceedingly beautiful handwriting, "Robert Ainsworth!" It was inevitable that Joyce should think a great deal about Robert Ainsworth, whom she considered so gifted a writer. Hastily getting her bearings, she discovered that they had gone in a circle and were again near the Y. W. C. A., and she therefore led their steps in that direction. Thirteen days after she Manzanita, Joyce received that ended her solitary care herself for taking the post Packard again. The more closed a laconic telegram "Arrive Manzanita Mono." This was Monday morning medially got Sam on her and asked him to drive to her. On the way home she owed with forced interest about happened in her absenceingly imparted what next think up: Dickie had worn both Roxie and Marcia; fine condition; Sam had a little every day but she to go and Mrs. Packard was full of pep; there had been at the packing plant but damage had been done; list of trivial items to listened with an interest spite of herself. Dickie was at the gate and his joyous welcome with a quite disproportionate pleasure of coming home she entered the big luxury she was struck for the first dismaying realization that would be unable to flee to and escape. She unpacked hurriedly bath, careful to take a new her and to lock the bath was horrible to feel that ment a strange man might bedroom, and that she could him out! Suppose he can finished dressing! In a jumped out of the bath herself hastily. She dressed in the huge ful that its size made this was completely ready thirty. Dickie followed her dog they went through the garden. Just as they steered big blue touring car came way. Joyce felt a curious her throat as she read Packard. "Hullo there darling, been?" cried Packard, just the car. "I was hoping again. It was great to get from you." He came up eager smile on his face her. Joyce forced herself obediently for his kiss, but hastily to prevent a secret. "You were lucky to go she said lightly, but her so hard it made her break As soon as she was installed in her clean little room at the big Y. W. C. A. building she proceeded immediately to carry out her plan of action. The two days passed rapidly. In the mornings Joyce went out for her instructions in driving a car. In these drives, much to her surprise, she had little trouble in learning to handle a machine. She spent the afternoons riding in beautiful Golden Gate park. Her first timidity vanishing very quickly, she made gratifying progress and every day looked forward to her ride with greater pleasure. One day she overheard some girls in the Y. W. cafeteria talking about the Chinese restaurants, and, her interest aroused, she set out to explore these exotic places. One evening she went there for dinner, pleasantly weary after a day of riding and driving the car. Dreamy and contented, she presently wandered out of the restaurant, to realize a moment later that she had left her book on the table. She retraced her steps. A man was sitting at the table she had occupied, and she was disconcerted to find that he had picked up her book. "I say, is this yours?" He was on his feet in an instant. "Please sit down. I want to talk to you about it. This is really very extraordinary—" Joyce sat down, her embarrassment vanishing. She felt at home with this man, as if she already knew him well enough to be casual about the meeting. Why should she feel that with a man she'd never seen before? He grinned at her with such informal friendliness that Joyce thought he must, surely, be a friend of Frills Packard. And yet—and yet—he was so unlike the Manzanita men! She stared at him, frankly curious. He was much taller and looked almost as young as Neil. She guessed his age as about thirty-one or two. A splendid physique undoubtedly, with wide shoulders and strong arms. As for his face, the details of it impressed themselves on Joyce so strongly in the first few minutes of their meeting that she felt she would never lose the picture. "I'm afraid I'm not altruistic enough to give the book to you," laughed He might have said he'd like to see me again," she thought, then added, "But oh dear, I've no right to go about being charmed by strange men! Why, oh why, did I have to meet so vital and intelligent a man—it'll only make life harder for me!" She opened the book, too upset in her thoughts at first to grasp what she saw. Beneath the sketch was written, in an exceedingly beautiful handwriting, "Robert Ainsworth!" It was inevitable that Joyce should think a great deal about Robert Ainsworth in the days that followed. She was an emotional girl, of warm, staunch enthusiasm and Robert Ainsworth won her unbounded admiration. That she should ever meet him had not entered her wildest dreams. In fact, had she been introduced to him, she would have been tongue-tied, covered with the confusion of awe. Even looking back on their conversation, she had advanced her opinions before him! At the same time, she glowed with the realization that she had been absolutely herself, and that he had regarded her as at least intelligent enough to talk to. It had been such a relief to shed the mantle of Frills Packard and discuss with frankness the things that she, Joyce Ashton, was interested in, that she knew she had been unusually vivacious and lacking in shyness. Apparently, however, Ainsworth had been no more than casually interested. He had left her without protest, and he had made no effort to see her again. He had not despised her intelligence, but he had been indifferent to her femininity! All at once Joyce found this somewhat bitter. Days went by and Joyce drifted on until one day she drew her thoughts up sharply. She had allowed herself to grow forgetful of her situation, to visualize Frills Packard as a separate person, and to consider herself as detached from Neil and Mait and the whole life in Manzanita. Little as she had grown used to it, Frills was herself! Frills' husband was her husband! Neil Packard: her husband. Neil, whom she had no more than barely spoken to, but on whose bounty she had been so lavishly living; here was problem enough to occupy her. More and more the subject of his return grew "Hullo there darling, been?" cried Packard, just the car. "I was hoping again. It was great to get from you." He came up eager smile on his face and her. Joyce forced herself obediently for his kiss, but hastily to prevent a secret. "You were lucky to get she said lightly, but her so hard it made her break "Look, who's here! Dicethe gent!" "So that's your new dofeller, you're a cute cuz 'Come here, boy!" Dick ready to make friends, for to regard every man in potential playmate. He little eager whining into short barks. "That means he wants a stick for him," she explained one great passion in life; be given something to wear away and play tug-of-waist. Her voice faltered a little when she looked up and made expression on Packard's side. "Dinner's almost ready; hastily, abandoning Dickie conversation." "you have you?" "No, and I'm hungry as Marcia's got something Who's here tonight?" Continued Next ANAHEIM GAZETTE on her as a formidable reality. Joyce had time during these two weeks to wonder about the friends she had left in the East. Did they ever think about her? She had been secretary to one of the members of the Lyman-Warde firm of advertising agents. Mr. John K. Lyman was an elderly, impersonal gentleman who had never appeared to recognize the fact that she might have a life outside of the office. At the end of three years of this sort of existence Joyce was deathly sick of the city and the monotonous routine of her days, from the early morning scramble for her turn in the bathroom to the evening crush in the crowded stuffy trolley cars. Joyce had made a sudden desperate decision to get out of it all and try some other part of the country. Recklessly she gave up her position, sold her few Liberty Bonds, bought a ticket for San Francisco with stopover privileges at Chicago and Denver, said goodbye to her friends, and started out for the West of which she had, to be frank, only the vaguest general knowledge. As she lay in her bed in the Y. W. C. A., Joyce smiled and frowned alternately at the thought of how her plan had turned out. Thirteen days after she had left Manzanita, Joyce received the word that ended her solitary campaign to fit herself for taking the position of Frills Packard again. The morning mail enclosed a laconic telegram from Néil: "Arrive Manzanita Monday evening." 1933 Bathing Suit PAS It is a ribbed blue-and-white one piece bathing suit worn by Miss Verna Hillie, the feature being that little trick-tie-on skirt which neatly creates two suits in one. It is a new model for 1933. Oregon Modifies Potato Vigilance Tire Change Not Easy — With Steel "Changing a tire" isn't nearly as easy as it sounds, according to the committee making arrangements for the forthcoming Native Sons of the Golden West state convention at Grass Valley. The tire in question happens to be an iron band six feet in diameter encircling the wheel of an old-time horse-drawn stage coach, which was to play a prominent part in the convention program. When taken out of storage the coach was found to have loose tires and the wheels in need of "setting." Since the advent of motorized transportation has converted most blacksmith shops into garages, the committee may find it necessary to page the auto repair shops in order to locate a "smithy" able to solve the problem. LEGAL NOTICE NOTICE INVITING SEALED PROPOSALS FOR PRINTING AND ADVERTISING Notice is hereby given that sealed proposals will be received by the City Council of the City of Anaheim at the office of the City Clerk of said City, up to 8 o'clock p.m. of Tuesday the 13th day of June, 1933, for furnishing of all printing and advertising for the City of Anaheim for the year commencing June 1, 1933 and ending May 31, 1934. All of said printing and publishing shall be done in conformity to the specifications therefor, which said specifications are marked and designated "Specifications for printing and advertising for the City of Anaheim, Series of 1933," on file in the office of the City Clerk. Such proposals will be received as follows: First: For all advertising to be done by said City required by law to be published in a daily newspaper published within said City. Second: For all advertising not required by law to be printed in a daily newspaper. Third: For all advertising not re- It is a ribbed blue-and-white one piece bathing suit worn by Miss Verna Hillie, the feature being that little trick-tie-on skirt which neatly creates two suits in one. It is a new model for 1933. Oregon Modifies Potato Vigilance An announcement that it has made certain modifications of quarantines on potatoes and other vegetables from California, has been issued by the state of Oregon. It is believed that the modifications will be pronounced enough to stimulate the movement of many kinds of vegetables into the neighboring state. One modification permits the movement of potatoes into Oregon provided the shipment is accompanied by a certificate signed by a duly authorized inspector stating that such potatoes are free from nematode and that no infestation of tuber moth appeared in either the potato or the field in which it was grown, or that the potatoes have been subjected to vacuum fumigation under certain specified conditions. The modification has been interpreted to mean that shipments of potatoes may proceed without vacuum fumigation until the tuber moth appears in the field, after which the fumigation must be utilized. Cool and comfortable is this attractive frock for morning wear. It is easily made, easily worn, and easily laundered, due to the simple lines of its design. It may be developed in the smart diagonal striped cotton, in red and white, blue and white, or green and yellow. Each proposal must be accompanied by a certified or cashier's check drawn on a bank within the State of California, in a sum not less than $50.00, payable to the City of Anaheim, the same to become the property of the City of Anaheim, if, within ten days after the award of the contract to him, the successful bidder shall fail to enter into a written agreement with said City to furnish said printing and advertising in conformity to said specifications. The City Council reserves the right to reject any and all proposals or any part of any proposal, and may accept proposals separately for advertising required by law to be published in daily newspapers, for advertising not required by law to be printed in a daily newspaper but required by law to be printed each issue for a definite period of time, and may accept proposals for City job printing independently from said city advertising, or as a part of the same proposal. By order of the City Council of the City of Anaheim. Dated this 9th day of May, 1933. J. W. PRICE, City Clerk of the City of Anaheim. "Hullo there darling, how've you been?" cried Packard, jumping out of the car. "I was hoping you'd write again. It was great to get that letter from you." He came up with a broad, eager smile on his face and bent over her. Joyce forced herself to lift her face obediently for his kiss, but moved away hastily to prevent a second. "You were lucky to get even one," she said lightly, but her heart thumped so hard it made her breath come short. "Look, who's here! Dickie, speak to the gent!" "So that's your new dog, is it? Hulle, feller, you're a cute cuss, all right. 'Come here, boy!' Dickie was quite ready to make friends, for he appeared to regard every man in the light of a potential playmate. He began now a little eager whining interspersed with short barks. "That means he wants you to throw a stick for him," she explained, "he has one great passion in life, and that's to be given something to worry and run away and play tug-of-war with." Her voice faltered a little at the end when she looked up and met the puzzled expression on Packard's face. "Dinner's almost ready," she went on hastily, abandoning Dickie as a topic of conversation. "you haven't had any, have you?" "No, and I'm hungry as a bear. Hope Marcia's got something good for us. Who's here tonight?" Continued Next Week Cough Responds To Tooth Drill All it took was one good coughing spell for 6-year-old Robert Bushdiger to relieve his parents—and incidentally, himself. While having his teeth worked on in a dental office at Anderson recently, the child inadvertently struck the dentist's arm, thereby dislodging the drill. An intensive search failed to disclose the missing instrument and as frantic parents and the dentist pondered what to do, Robert started to cough. Out popped the missing drill, much to the relief of all concerned. white, with bright colored buttons and slide giving accent to the white trimming and belt. Or cotton flower prints, linen, or tub silk may be used. The shaped trimming on the waist and the belt are made of contrasting material, and the capetlet sleeves are ideal for spring and summer wear. Designed in sizes 34 to 46, size 38 requires 3 2-3 yards of 39 inch material with 1-4 yard of contrasting material, 35 inches wide, for the belt and waist trimming. The width of the dress at the lower edge, with plait fullness extended, is two yards. The Family Doctor by JOHN JOSEPH GAINES, M.D. THINGS WORTH READING So many good—and bad—things are in print nowadays, that we must be careful, lest we go astray and believe some stuff that is not good for us. Sometimes in the little folio circular that comes to my desk, I find some of the brightest, most practical ideas and so well worth reading. A prominent woman, Marle Dressler, is quoted in "Food Facts," in substance, as follows: The modern cult among women, is to reduce. No matter what happens just so you ladies remain slim. You resort to any means that promises a slim figure—some of it dangerous to you. When you want to make a thing better, you fatten it, don't you? A cow, chicken pig.—fruit or vegetable—you grow them as big as possible. Dressler sagely remarks, "I never could see any beauty in the human skeleton." She is right, too. Let me quote this interesting woman again: "I fail to see where the fun is in life that holds nothing more than a sip of orange juice for breakfast. Two biscuits and a raisin for lunch, and a small portion of a grated carrot for dinner. This is a cruel diet for which there is no necessity. Women are advised against eating carbohydrates—and since they do not know what carbohydrates are, they 'play safe' and eat next to nothing at all." I know a lady neighbor, who must weigh almost 300. She is as happy a won-an as I know. Seemingly perfectly care-free. I saw her dining at a restaurant the other day — she sat at the corner on one of those little perches provided for speed. She was the picture of happy content. Isn't that about all that matters? THE GAZETTE FOR GOOD JOB PRINTING 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. 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