anaheim-gazette 1934-08-23

NINTH INSTALLMENT SYNOPSIS: Three weeks after a cream colored roadster had been found wrecked in the sea at the foot of a cliff, a girl calling herself Anne Cushing appears at the desert town Marston. She aroused suspicion. Barry and Anne ed thirty miles away. Barry Duane, her nearest neighbor and his man Hoone Petry procure a reliable woman for her and in Barry's car, loaded down with supplies, they start across the desert. In Marston her reticence has has aroused suspicion. Barry and Anne become more than neighbors, and when Anne is lost in the hills and rescued by Barry, each realizes that something more than friendship exists between them. Cleo seemed to have a great deal to show Anne. A dress. Then a jewel case. After that there must be a brief call on Cleo's mother. There was still something else, a rare vase of the Ming dynasty. "Dad will want to show it to you, so you might as well be forewarned. He's crazy about it, but I think it's awful," said Cleo frankly. "Now, darling, I'll take you home. Wait here for me just a minute. . . . I forgot to put those sapphires away." She whisked out of sight, and passed to a house telephone. "Is Kennedy there? . . . Bring the car around now, Kennedy. And go to the Chinese room and tell Mrs. Duane that I've been detained and will be down in"It was ghastly! Jim, how can you talk like that?" "I could talk a lot, if I got started." "You could talk yourself into prison!" she flashed angrily. "There's a penalty for black mail." "It would never get that far, baby." He twisted a scornful under lip. "It would take too much explaining. There's that pleasant little scene at the beach bungalow, and a sweet mix-up afterward—Oh yes, I've figured that out. And a nice ride for Jimny—only it's just too bad that I came back." "Hush!" She looked around nervously. "Your own part was nothing to be proud of. What are you doing here. In Granleigh?" "Any reason why I shouldn't be here?" He grinned at her mockingly. "You've done pretty well for yourself, after all. Picked a rich man and landed soft. Does he happen to know——" "Please, Jim!" No, he doesn't know! How could I tell him? I left all of the old life behind me, on that night last May. I never meant to come East, either, but I had to risk it—or lose everything." Her voice broke. Kennedy looked at her curiously. "You're a queer kid, Nancy. What did you do it for? . . . Oh, you know what I mean. I knew there was something phoney about that accident. I went to a library and hunted up the papers—afterward. I believed you'd taken the jumps until I came here and Back of her a curtain pair of childlike blue eyes before it dropped again later she heard Cleo's voice from the hall. "I tried to see Gage tha'd just hopped a planton." "Oh . . . I didn't know." He doesn't, although day, within a dozen mil at the Ritz now, just back Probably buying up the few old man houses to place, and another rope his wife." "He's married, then?" Yes. Married a Follie tone was slightly disparate looking forward to that nearly told him to go to time. But I'm going to take it to take you wif if you can hypnotize derm." Anne said "Oh!" in voice. "Then it's this you're trying to interes pero?" "That's the idea." But Barry"—she was earnest—"why do you ha him at all? There must other men. Why, the o'he owns the Duane Mill first plan failed! He'd from the start!" "You can bet he's pr "Dad will want to show it to you, so you might as well be forewarned. He's crazy about it, but I think it's awful," said Cleo frankly. "Now, darling, I'll take you home. Wait here for me just a minute. . . I forgot to put those sapphires away." She whisked out of sight, and passed to a house telephone. "Is Kennedy there? . . . Bring the car around now, Kennedy. And go to the Chinese room and tell Mrs. Duane that I've been detained and will be down in ten minutes." Out in front of the garage building which in itself was a smaller stone castle, Kennedy scowled and sauntered back to his car. "Wonder why she didn't give her message to one of the flunkey's? Too damn lazy to ring twice, maybe . . . Oh, well, it's O. K. by me." "Miss Pendleton wishes me to say that she will join Mrs. Duane in ten minutes." Anne whirled about to see Kennedy. "So we meet again! You're looking like a million. Nancy. I suppose you were the last time, but I didn't get much of a look before I passed out. Nice little party, wasn't it?" Sam L. Snodgrass For Constable Fully Qualified and Experienced You Vote Will Be Appreciated "I'll left all of the old life behind me, on that night last May. I never meant to come East, either, but I had to risk it—or lose everything." Her voice broke. Kennedy looked at her curiously. "You're a queer kid, Nancy. What did you do it for? . . . Oh, you know what I mean. I knew there was something phoney about that accident. I went to a library and hunted up the papers—afterward. I believed you'd taken the jump, until I came here and saw you through a window one night." "Why did you come?" she cried. "If it's money you want, there's little enough that I can do. My husband isn't rich at all. Can't you have a little mercy and go away?" "You let me alone, Nancy, and I won't bother you. Get that?" Kennedy gave her a brief, tight smile. "I'm after money, big money. And if you should get any notions about horning in on the game, don't overlook the fact that I hold some high cards." "But Jim——" He bowed stiffly from the door, and strolled jauntily out of his car. Anne stood for a moment staring blankly at the empty doorway. "I suppose this is very raised appealing eyes to impressive man." "I was anything to come of him's reputation, but he without any references, to be sure that he didn'tnal record. I was sure that out for me without 'If he has one, we'll f name does he give?'" "James Kennedy. An snapshot of him. I too wasn't looking." The man at the desk small picture with interest. "Yes, that's Jim Ken briefly." Oh! You do know him. I've seen him. He straight enough, but he's You Vote Will Be Appreciated "That’s right, Son, carry on while I’m away" The telephone binds families however divided by counties or states. It stands guard over the home. And what a ready messenger it is! Nothing does so much for so little. SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA TELEPHONE COMPANY Business Office: 217 N. Lemon Telephone 2101 ANAHEIM GAZETTE Back of her a curtain moved, and a pair of childlike blue eyes peeped out before it dropped again. A moment later she heard Cleo's voice calling her from the hall. "I tried to see Gage this morning but he'd just hopped a plane for Washington." "Oh . . . I didn't know he lived here." "He doesn't, although he will some day, within a dozen miles. He's living at the Ritz now, just back from Europe. Probably buying up the insides of a few old manor houses to put in his new place, and another rope of pearls for his wife." "He's married, then?" "Yes. Married a Follies girl." Barry's tone was slightly disparaging. "I'm not looking forward to that interview. I nearly told him to go to blazes the last time. But I'm going to keep at him. I ought to take you with me and see if you can hypnotize the old pachyderm." Anne said "Oh!" in a rather small voice. "Then it's this Mr. Gage that you're trying to interest in the Junipero?" "That's the idea." "But Barry"—she was desperately in earnest—"why do you have to deal with him at all? There must be plenty of other men. Why, the only reason that he owns the Dunne Mills is because the first plan failed! He'd be prejudiced from the start!" "You can bet he's prejudiced," said Barnaby grimly. "It probably wouldn't be in the New York papers," she reflected "but I'll look here first. 'M'm, May second—say the third." A sheet crackled as she bent suddenly forward. On the page in front of her was a picture of Anne Duane. "I knew it! I was sure I had seen her somewhere! 'Nancy Curtis, as she appeared in Gypsy Love.'" Her eyes flicked on the news account. "John Gage! Now I wonder . . . She frowned and went back to reading. "She wasn't drowned at all. She just disappeared. . . And her car went over the cliff the same night that Kennedy was shot, and she's afraid of him. Those two stories ought to connect somewhere. . . Maybe I'd better get the California papers." Anne Duane had taken the man Cleo had meant to marry, and there were no rules in the fight to get him back. Cleo pinched her lip and took a brief census of Granleigh. Gwenda adored Anne . . . nothing doing there. The Atwoods had taken her up, and so had the Westbrookers and Chisolms. But Fan Whittemore, six years older than her husband and looking it, hated every pretty girl that Ted looked at, and Ted never missed a chance to talk to Anne. Eddie Carver babbled everything she heard. There were plenty of others to catch a bright ball of rumor and toss it along. Late that afternoon Cleo parked the blue roadster in front of the Fairfax house. Gwenda was serving tea in the garden. Anne was lovely in a yellow frock. Ted Whittemore was dawdling near her chair. His wife sat a few feet apart, discontented, as usual. Barry was talking to Gwenda, some distance away. Anne looked up quickly. Cleo waved carelessly to Gwenda and Barry and drowned into a chair near "Darling, I'm not a card index. I suppose that star got well or something. Maybe she got the Hollywood fever." She talked to Fan, but her eyes were on Anne. Anne swung her hat idly by the brim and smiled slightly. Anne strolled away with Gwenda, wondering whether she had really talked or just babbled insanely. Fan looked at Cleo. "We seem to have been tactless. Do you suppose there's anything in it?" "No, of course not." Cleo shrugged back. Fan looked disappointed. "But she's awfully secretive about herself, anyway. Who were her people?" "I don't know. She's never mentioned them to me." "Really — " The inflection spoke volumes. "I thought you were so intimate." "Oh we are, but Nancy never talks about herself or her family, or any of her old friends. Maybe she was unhappy, and hates to talk about it." Continued Next Week GAFFERS & SATTLER New Gas Range with Electric Clock Control, $98.50. Allowance for your old range. VINCENT FURNITURE CO. Center at Palm St., Anaheim TREASURY DEPARTMENT Office of the Comptroller of the Currency Washington, D.C. May 31, 1934 Notice is hereby given to all persons who may have claims against "Anaheim First National Bank," Anahelm, California, that the same must be presented to J. V. Hogan, Receiver, Anne said "Oh!" in a rather small voice. "Then it's this Mr. Gage that you're trying to interest in the Junipero?" "That's the idea." "But Barry"—she was desperately in earnest—"why do you have to deal with him at all? There must be plenty of other men. Why, the only reason that he owns the Dunne Mills is because the first plan failed! He'd be prejudiced from the start!" "You can bet he's prejudiced," said Barry grimly, "and that is just the reason I've got to win him over. Gage is more than just money in this scheme. He's the man who owns the other side of the spur that I must tunnel through. It's part of what he took over in payment of my uncle's debts. I don't know why." He was silent for a moment. "He has held out now for four years. Says it's damn nonsense. So you see, unless I can persuade him to sell pretty soon, I'd better give up my large schemes." She laughed shakily. "Oh, well, there's time yet. Hurry into your flannels, and we'll be off." "Right! I'll be ready in ten minutes." Anne huddled down in a chair, her hands clenching into tight little fists. John Gage again. Everywhere she turned. She must either face him or run away. "He's building here!" she thought. "That's why Jim is here! I must see him again—somehow." She jumped up from her chair, listened to the sounds from the next room, and went lightly over to her desk. Her pen raced. When Barry came back, a few moments later the envelope addressed to Jim Kennedy was safely hidden in her bag. "I suppose this is very silly." Cleo raised appealing eyes toward the large impressive man. "I wouldn't want anything to come of it to hurt the man's reputation, but he came to us without any references. I just wanted to be sure that he didn't have a criminal record. I was sure you could find that out for me without any publicity." "If he has one, we'll find it. What name does he give?" "James Kennedy. And I have a snapshot of him. I took it when the wasn't looking." The man at the desk looked at the small picture with interest. "Yes, that's Jim Kennedy," he said briefly. "Oh! You do know him?" "I've seen him. He may be going straight enough, but he's no chauffeur." W. K. (Cap) Hillyard CANDIDATE FOR RE-ELECTION County Surveyor Registered Civil Engineer Qualified By Training and Experience Courteous, Efficient Service TREASURY DEPARTMENT Office of the Comptroller of the Currency Washington, D.C. May 31, 1934. Notice is hereby given to all persons who may have claims against "Anaheim First National Bank," Anahelm, California, that the same must be presented to J. V. Hogan, Receiver, with the legal proof thereof within three months from this date or they may be disallowed. J. F. T. O'CONNOR, Comptroller of the Currency. 5/31-9/6, 1934, Inclusive. NOTICE OF SALE BY TRUSTEE NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN that on the 4th day of September, 1934, at the hour of 10:00 o'clock A.M. of said day at the North entrance of 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 as Trustee under a certain Deed of Trust executed by JOHN BLAHOS, a single man, and recorded November 13, 1930, in Book 431, page 374 of Official Records of Orange County, California, which was given to secure a promissory note for the sum of Seven Hundred and No/100 Dollars ($700.00), with interest at the rate of eight per cent per annum, principal and interest being payable in 128 monthly installments of $8.20 each, on the first day of each and every month, beginning December 1, 1930, in accordance with the terms of said deed of trust, and in compliance with a notice of default and demand for sale of the property in the said deed of trust, and hereinafter described, recorded on May 3, 1934, in Book 668, page 410 of Official Records of Orange County, California, executed by the owner and holder of said note on account of the default in the payment of the installment which became due and payable under the terms of said note on August 1, 1933, and all payments due subsequently thereto, there being a total sum of $591.67 due and unpaid on the 23rd day of April, 1934, and all payments due subsequently thereto—will sell at public auction, for cash, lawful money of the United States, and to the highest bidder, subject to liens and encumbrances prior to said deed of trust, the following described property, situate in the County of Orange, State of Surveyor Registered Civil Engineer Qualified By Training and Experience Courteous, Efficient Service Rev. 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