anaheim-gazette 1933-06-08

AWAKENED WOMAN TWELFTH INSTALLMENT Synopsis: Joyce Ashton, poor stenographer, suffered loss of memory in a skidding taxicab accident in Chicago. One morning two years later she woke, after a fall from her horse, her memory restored, to find herself, as Frills, the wife of Neil Packard, rich California fruit packer. She determined to tell nobody of her predicament but s at about learning what she could of her life in the interval. From the conversation of her friends and letters in her desk she gathered that she had been a heartless, pleasure-loving young woman. One letter that troubled her was from a woman signing herself Sophie, blaming Frills for not giving a home to a baby, Sophie was caring for. Could it be her baby, Frills wondered! She also found herself involved in an affair with a man named Maitland. In San Francisco, where she went while her husband was away on business, she met Robert Ainsworth, a poet whose work she had always admired. When Joyce returned home, she decided to be pleasanter to Neil than Frills had been. But this line was dangerous, too, for Neil was pathetically anxious to win back Frill's love. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY It was evident that Neil was blowing off steam which had accumulated for some time, and secretly Joyce's spirits rose a little. She was glad that he was asserting himself. She had an odd little feeling—odd when you considered that he was in terms of actual Prince of Wales." At four-thirty she dressed carefully and then waited for Neil to appear. She was pleased when she heard him arriving at ten minutes before five, an evidence that he intended to take no chances of missing their appointment. When he came in and saw Joyce in the living room, obviously ready to go, his anxious look turned into a positive beam of pleasure and relief. "Hullo, Frills, all ready to go? Fine!" and as Joyce got up he approached her with the intention of kissing her. But she stepped aside and made it plain that she preferred to avoid his greeting. To her relief he did not press the matter. "How's the Duesenberg working?" he inquired as they went out together. "Oh, it's all right," replied Joyce differently. She went up to Neil's big blue car and waited for him to open the front door. "Don't you want to go in your roadster?" asked Neil in surprise, stopping beside the car. "No, I don't, I don't like the color of it," retorted Joyce, and suppressing a smile, she continued hastily, "anyhow, I prefer to have you drive today." Packard got in and started the engine without further delay. They drove down the main street of Manzanita where they were greeted right and left by a bewildering number of people and dear, my dear, nothing would happier than to . . . to be friend of my son's wife," her lips quivering, "to have it!" She laid her arm gently on Joyce's shoulders. "I'm coming again soon then we'll get acquainted," Joyce. She rose and lifted nearer, kissed Mrs. Packard. Then she ran out of the room. When they got back to Joyce was relieved to finish had no company. "Let's see what's on the night?" suggested Neil. Jed., rather curious to hear discovered that Neil's idea the radio was to spend a and effort trying to get distracted Joyce, bored finally at relatives of the unseen son was boosting enthusiastical glories of California, got goodnight, hoping that Neil main downstairs. Packard immediately elicited radio and announced his accompanying her. By happy expectation on his realized that she was about inevitable results of her toward him that day. She decided this time to chance of repeating the story and when they reached the It was evident that Neil was blowing off steam which had accumulated for some time, and secretly Joyce's spirits rose a little. She was glad that he was asserting himself. She had an odd little feeling—odd when you considered that he was, in terms of actual experience, nothing to her—of pride in his outburst. Frills seemed to her more then ever an alien, a separate individual, almost like a first wife. She was moved by Packard's emotion and filled with an overwhelming desire to erase that hurt look from his face. "I'm not trying to put anything over on you. I . . . I don't blame you for not believing me now, but I swear I'm telling the truth about this. I know I've been pretty . . . rotten, but now . . ." she paused. It was so difficult to say what she wanted to. A mixture of shyness and fear, and the unaccustomedness of putting her feelings into words, held her back for a moment. But again her desire to make Neil realize that she wanted to be friends with him, that in the future he would not have to worry about her actions, drove her on. "Well . . . perhaps that blow on the head knocked a little . . . sense into me." On impulse alone Joyce suddenly came close to him and smiled up into his face, a little tremulously, and said, "Please let's start over again . . . and, after this . . . well don't expect me to be any white-robed angel, but I'll try not to worry you too much." She was unable to say more, for Packard abruptly drew her close to him and kissed her again and again, murmuring words of grateful surprise and happiness. "Frills, darling . . . I love you so, sweetheart! You . . . you really mean it, dear? . . . I thought all my chances of happiness were gone, but now . . . I'll do everything I can to make it worth while—to help you if you really mean it." Joyce, submitting to his caresses, reflected ruefully that she had never been so much kissed in her life as she had been since she woke up in Mrs. Neil Packard's bed. Gently she tried to free herself. Poor Neil! He did find it hard to believe that any such miracle as this had happened. She smiled again, all her joy in the day restored, knowing that he would go off to work filled with hope for the future security of his home and happiness. "Of course, I mean it. But you needn't take my word for it. Just give it a thirty days' trial. Satisfaction guaranteed or your money refunded," she replied lightly, slipping out of his arms, "better run along to work now or you Joyce was on pins and needles for fear Neil would stop to talk to any of them. After half an hour during which she grew more nervous every minute—what in the world would she say to Neil's mother?—they stopped finally at a charming little bungalow covered with rose vines and surrounded by a garden of beautiful flowers. They entered a friendly, low-ceilinged room paneled in white with wide windows framing a view of distant mountains across the valley. Mrs. Packard rose to meet them and Neil, kissing her, said gently. "Well, mother, here we are, come to make you a little call, Frills and I." "My dears, I'm delighted to see you both!" exclaimed his mother, holding out her hand to Joyce while she kept Neil's in her clasp at the same time. Joyce shook hands with her and smiled silently. "Do sit down, children, it's so good to see you," went on Mrs. Packard, beaming happily as she returned to her comfortable armchair in front of one of the windows, "when did you turned to him and said, Neil, I'm going to read for "But, Frills sweetheart, detaining her, "you've been derful today and—I love want you so, dear." He closer into his arms where last words close to her adorable little ears!" he them again and again. "I'mpy if I were sure of you!" "Listen, Neil," she said "won't you, if I ask you to me and as a return for you call reasonable and see you please let me sleep in room without asking questioning through this sort of night?" Her manner evidently mpresion on him for he immediately saying, "I'm It's just that I love you paused and added hesitation will you come of your own you're ready?" "Of course," promised Jusdensly extremely embark been since she woke up in Mrs. Packard's bed. Gently she tried to free herself. Poor Neil! He did find it hard to believe that any such miracle as this had happened. She smiled again, all her joy in the day restored, knowing that he would go off to work filled with hope for the future security of his home and happiness. "Of course, I mean it. But you needn't take my word for it. Just give it a thirty days' trial. Satisfaction guaranteed or your money refunded," she replied lightly, slipping out of his arms, "better run along to work now or you might lose your job. And don't forget our date at five this afternoon." "You bet I won't! Gee, but . . . whoopee! I . . . I wish I didn't have to go down to the office. I feel like celebrating—" "You go along!" exclaimed Joyce, alarmed at the threatened loss of her day of freedom and feeling the need of a rest after the strain of this stormy scene. "I can't have you around all day. I'm going to be busy." "All right! And say, if anything does come up you'd rather do this afternoon, it's all right, you know. We can go to mother's some other time." "The date is made. If it's broken it'll be your doing." When she got out to the stable Joyce found Sam about to mount the black horse. "Oh, Sam, where are you going?" "Why, Mr. Packard asked me to take some papers to Jake Anson. It's up beyond Elk Flat in the hills, a good long way from the road, so he told me I'd better ride Barney," explained Sam. "Well, couldn't I go with you?" demanded Joyce. She was still a little nervous about going out alone, when all the trails were so unfamiliar to her. "Why, sure! I'll saddle Rosita." When Joyce got back at noon after a two-hour ride, during which she learned much about the country and its possibilities for horseback riding, she was informed by Roxie that she had missed two sets of callers. Joyce played with Dickie in the garden for half an hour after lunch then retired to her room to rest and read until time for Neil's return. "I'm out to every one. Roxie," she gave definite instructions, "I don't care if it's the Mrs. Packard here, said gently, 'Well, mother, here we are, come to make you a little call, Frills and I.'" "My dears, I'm delighted to see you both!" exclaimed his mother, holding out her hand to Joyce while she kept Neil's in her clasp at the same time. Joyce shook hands with her and smiled silently. "Do sit down, children, it's so good to see you," went on Mrs. Packard, beaming happily as she returned to her comfortable armchair in front of one of the windows, "when did you get back, Neil?" "Last night, mother, and you bet I'm glad to be back," replied Packard. Neil's mother was a woman in her late sixties, with soft gray hair, and a face pleasantly fresh and clear-skinned. Only in her dark eyes could one read the shadow of past sorrows, mingled with present loneliness and pain. Joyce thought, and when she did not smile her mouth was set in curves of quiet resignation. "Are you feeling quite well again, my dear?" asked Mrs. Packard after Neil had told about his trip. "Neil said you had had a bad fall." "Oh, yes, I didn't really get hurt," replied Joyce, "though I suppose I might easily have been killed." "Yes, it frightens me to think of it," said Mrs. Packard, a shadow crossing her face. "Frills is looking well, though, don't you think, mother?" asked Neil. "Doc spoke of it to me today. She's been keeping sort of quiet since the accident and getting in a lot of lost sleep." When they were outside the house, Joyce seized by a sudden impulse, said to Neil, "Wait a minute, I'll be right out again," and turning, she went back into the house. Mrs. Packard who had been sitting quietly gazing out of the window, looked up in surprise when she saw her daughter-in-law reappear. Joyce ran across the room and kneeling beside the chair, she said hastily, before her courage should go back on her. "Do you . . . do you suppose we could be friends, after all? Or has Frills . . . have I been too awful?" To her dismay she saw Mrs. Packard's eyes fill with quick tears and a flush mount to her forehead. "My mother here is coming." "Well, mother here are come to make you a little call, Frills and I." "My dears, I'm delighted to see you both!" exclaimed his mother, holding out her hand to Joyce while she kept Neil's in her clasp at the same time. Joyce shook hands with her and smiled silently. "Do sit down, children, it's so good to see you," went on Mrs. Packard, beaming happily as she returned to her comfortable armchair in front of one of the windows, "when did you get back, Neil?" "Last night, mother, and you bet I'm glad to be back," replied Packard. Neil's mother was a woman in her late sixties, with soft gray hair, and a face pleasantly fresh and clear-skinned. Only in her dark eyes could one read the shadow of past sorrows, mingled with present loneliness and pain. Joyce thought, and when she did not smile her mouth was set in curves of quiet resignation. "Are you feeling quite well again, my dear?" asked Mrs. Packard after Neil had told about his trip. "Neil said you had had a bad fall." "Oh, yes, I didn't really get hurt," replied Joyce, "though I suppose I might easily have been killed." "Yes, it frightens me to think of it," said Mrs. Packard, a shadow crossing her face. "Frills is looking well, though, don't you think, mother?" asked Neil. "Doc spoke of it to me today. She's been keeping sort of quiet since the accident and getting in a lot of lost sleep." When they were outside the house, Joyce seized by a sudden impulse, said to Neil, "Wait a minute, I'll be right out again," and turning, she went back into the house. Mrs. Packard who had been sitting quietly gazing out of the window, looked up in surprise when she saw her daughter-in-law reappear. Joyce ran across the room and kneeling beside the chair, she said hastily, before her courage should go back on her. "Do you . . . do you suppose we could be friends, after all? Or has Frills . . . have I been too awful?" To her dismay she saw Mrs. Packard's eyes fill with quick tears and a flush mount to her forehead. "My mother here are come to make you a little call, Frills and I." "My dears, I'm delighted to see you both!" exclaimed his mother, holding out her hand to Joyce while she kept Neil's in her clasp at the same time. Joyce shook hands with her and smiled silently. "Do sit down, children, it's so good to see you," went on Mrs. Packard, beaming happily as she returned to her comfortable armchair in front of one of the windows, "when did you get back, Neil?" "Last night, mother, and you bet I'm glad to be back," replied Packard. Neil's mother was a woman in her late sixties, with soft gray hair, and a face pleasantly fresh and clear-skinned. Only in her dark eyes could one read the shadow of past sorrows, mingled with present loneliness and pain. Joyce thought, and when she did not smile her mouth was set in curves of quiet resignation. "Are you feeling quite well again, my dear?" asked Mrs. Packard after Neil had told about his trip. "Neil said you had had a bad fall." "Oh, yes, I didn't really get hurt," replied Mrs. Packard, "I'm lots more comfortable you're lots more dependent I am," she told him. Nearly a fortnight later one morning on Rosita for ramble through the hills. Her lunch and a book wife told Roxie not to expect him late in the afternoon. Continued Next W Car Accidents Show D In a total of 7,371 motor accidents in California during three months of this year were killed and 9,800 injured. Despite the heavy toll these decreased nine per cent dropped 11 per cent below the first three months of state. LEGAL NOTICE CERTIFICATE OF BUSINESS Fictitious Firm Name THE UNDERSIGNED does hereby certify that he is conducting a Radio & Electric Retail business at 273 East Center Street, Anaheim, Orange County, California, under the fictitious firm name of FEARN RADIO ELECTRIC SHOP and that said firm is composed of the following persons, whose names in full and places of residence are as follows, to-wit: E. Ellsworth Fearn, 273 E. Center Street, Anaheim, California. WITNESS my hand this 2nd day of June, 1933. E. ELLSWORTH FEARN. STATE OF CALIFORNIA, COUNTY OF LOS ANGELES ON THIS 2nd day of June, A. D. 1933, before me, Ada I. Myers, a Notary in and for the said County and State, residing therein, duly commissioned and sworn, personally appeared E. Ellsworth Fearn, known to me to be the person whose name is subscribed to the within instrument, and acknowledged to me that he executed the same. IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand and affixed my official seal the day and year in this Certificate first above written. ADA I. MYERS. My Commission Expires Oct. 9, 1933. 6-8-15-22. LEGAL NOTICE IN THE SUPERIOR COURT OF THE STATE OF CALIFORNIA In and for the County of Orange NO. A 8411* Notice of Time of Proving Will, Etc. In the Matter of the Estate of MARIE L. DWYER also known as MARY L. DWYER, Deceased. Notice is hereby given that Friday, the 9th day of June, 1933, at 10 A. M. of said day, at the Court room of this Court, in the Department of the Presiding Judge thereof, in the City of Santa Ana, County of Orange, State of California, has been appointed as the LEGAL NOTICE 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 20th day of March, 1925, in Book 251, page 442 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 3rd day of November, 1932, in Book 581, page 224 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 $2,581.71 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, for cash, in lawful money of the United States of America, on the 19th day of June, 1933, at the hour of ten o'clock A. M. of said day, at the South main entrance to the Orange Courthouse, in the City of Santa Ana, County of Orange, State of California, all interest conveyed to them by the said deed of trust, and subject to all incumbrances prior thereto, in and to the property situated in the Town of Buena Park, County of Orange, State of California, and described as follows, to-wit:— Lot Ninety-six (96) of Tract No. 729 as shown on a map thereof, recorded in Book 21, page 44, of Miscellaneous Maps. Records of Orange County, California. Subject to covenants conditions reservations and restrictions of record. or so much thereof as shall be necessary to pay the total amount of the principal interest advances charges costs expenses of sale and compensation of trustees. Dated: May 25, 1933. COTTON MATHER, C. W. RAIRDON. 5-25-3t STATE OF CALIFORNIA In and for the County of Orange NO. A 8411* Notice of Time of Proving Will, Etc. In the Matter of the Estate of MARIE L. DWYER also known as MARY L. DWYER, Deceased. Notice is hereby given that Friday, the 9th day of June, 1933, at 10 A.M. of said day, at the Court room of this Court, in the Department of the Presiding Judge thereof, in the City of Santa Ana, County of Orange, State of California, has been appointed as the time and place for hearing the application of John J. Dwyer, praying that a document now on file in this Court, purporting to be the last Will and Testament of the said deceased, be admitted to probate, that Letters Testamentary be issued thereon to John J. Dwyer at which time and place all persons interested therein may appear and contest the same. Dated May 19, 1933. J. M. BACKS, County Clerk. L. A. LEWIS, 619 Title Insurance Bldg. Los Angeles, Calif. Atty. for Petitioner. 5-25-3t LEGAL NOTICE NOTICE OF SALE BY TRUSTEE NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN that on the 26th day of June, 1933, at the hour of 10:00 o'clock A.M. of said day, at the North entrance to the Hall of Records, in the City of Santa Ana, County of Orange, State of California, the BANK OF AMERICA NATIONAL TRUST AND SAVINGS ASSOCIATION, (the successor to all rights, powers and duties of The First National Bank of Anaheim, a corporation, of Anaheim, California, organized and existing at the time of the execution of the deed of trust hereinafter referred to) as Trustee under a certain deed of trust executed by V. W. SNELL and VIDA SNELL, husband and wife, and recorded November 3, 1927, in Book 95, page 344, Official Records of Orange County, California, which was given to secure a promissory note for the sum of $800.00 with interest at the rate of eight per cent per annum, principal and interest payable in monthly installments of $9.35 each, on the first day of each and every month, beginning November 1, 1927, 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 25, 1933, in Book 599, page 284, Official Records of Orange County, California; executed by the owner and holder of said note on account of the default in payment of principal and interest. County, California. Subject to covenants, conditions, reservations and restrictions of record. —or so much thereof as shall be necessary to pay the total amount of the principal, interest, advances, charges, costs, expenses of sale and compensation of trustees. Dated: May 25, 1933. COTTON MATHER. C. W. RAIRDON. 5-25-3t LEGAL NOTICE IN THE JUSTICE COURT Of Anaheim Township, County of Orange, State of California SUMMONS G. C. P. Secs. 844-845 WILLIAM SCHUMACHER, GEORGE O. TRAPP and E. D. COX. Plaintiffs. vs. M. M. ALLEN, also known as MEADE M. ALLEN, John Doe and Richard Roe, Defendants. The People of the State of California Send Greetings To; M. M. ALLEN, also known as MEADE M. ALLEN, John Doe and Richard Roe, Defendants. YOU ARE HEREBY DIRECTED TO APPEAR before me at my office, at Room 10 in the Masonic Building, in the City of Anaheim, in said Township; and answer the complaint in an action entitled as above, brought against you in the Justice Court of Anaheim Township, County of Orange, State of California, within five days after the service on you of this summons—if it is served within the city and County township, or city in which this action is brought, but within ten days if it is served out of said township or city but in the County in which this action is brought, and within twenty days if served elsewhere. And you are hereby notified that unless you so appear and answer as above required, the said Plaintiffs will take judgment for any money or damages demanded in the Complaint as arising upon contract or plaintiffs will apply to the Court for the relief demandad In the Complaint. GIVEN, under my hand this 22nd day of April, 1933. CHAS. KUCHEL, Justice of the Peace of said Township. McFADDEN & HOLDEN, Attorneys for Plaintiffs. you call reasonable and sensible, won't you please let me sleep in the other room without asking questions and going through this sort of thing every night?" Her manner evidently made an impression on him for he released her immediately, saying, "I'm sorry, I dear. It's just that I love you so." He caused and added hesitatingly, "But—will you come of your own accord when you're ready?" "Of course," promised Joyce hastily, suddenly extremely embarrassed by the conversation after her momentary self-confidence. She said good-night again and went off to her room and shut the door. The next night when they were going upstairs Neil said, "Look here, sweet, I hate like the devil to have you keeping indoors. You ought to be getting all this wonderful fresh air. Let me move your bed out to the other end of the porch. I won't bother you." "Oh, there's plenty of fresh air in my room with all those windows open," returned Joyce hastily, "really it's just being out of doors." "Let me sleep indoors then," he suggested, generously, "and you sleep out here." "I'm lots more comfortable inside—you're lots more dependent on air than am," she told him. Nearly a fortnight later Joyce set off one morning on Rosita for an all-day amble through the hills. She carried her lunch and a book with her and told Roxie not to expect her back until late in the afternoon. Continued Next Week Car Accidents Show Decrease In a total of 7,371 motor vehicle accidents in California during the first three months of this year, 481 persons were killed and 9,800 injured. Despite the heavy toll taken, the accidents decreased nine per cent, while deaths and the number injured each dropped 11 per cent below the totals for the first three months of 1932 in the state. Lot Thirteen (13) in Block "A" of Tract No. 479, as shown on a Map recorded in Book 17, page 37 of Miscellaneous Maps, Records of Orange County, California. Subject to reservations of record. Subject to the restrictions contained in the deed dated May 24, 1924, executed by G. G. Priddy and Nell Priddy, his wife, to V. W. Snell and Vida Snell, husband and wife, or so much thereof as shall be necessary to pay the principal, interest, advances, charges, costs and trustee's fees due and unpaid at the date of said sale. Dated May 27, 1933. BANK OF AMERICA NATIONAL TRUST AND SAVINGS ASSOCIATION. By R. D. Fuller, Trust Officer. And W. Dale Bell, Assistant Trust Officer. (Successor to The First National Bank of Anaheim, a corporation of Anaheim, California). Here's a letter from a brother physician—with a few of the strongest words deleted. It may be of interest: Dear Dr. Gaines: "I wish you would devote more articles to the exposure of quackery. The everyday people of our country little realize the thievery that is going on under their very noses. The radio is reeking with the vile preachment of the medical racketeer. Millions of dollars—yes, hundreds of millions are wheeled out of American pockets that are least able to afford it. The game goes on without interference on part of authorities, therefore it would seem, within the law. "The medical racketeer invents some trivial, imaginary disease or condition, to which any ordinary working man or woman might be subject—and for which the racketeer, of course, has the sole remedy. This (faked) condition is dinned into the ears of millions of listeners, until they grow suspicious of themselves—they are quick to detect signs of the "affliction." They have been told that it might lead to horrible death—but easily enough "cured" if they secure a bottle of the nostrum and use it the rest of their lives. "Multiplied millions of people rush to buy the racketeer's gully-wash. 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