anaheim-gazette 1934-08-30

TENTH INSTALLMENT Fan's lip curled. "She must have been, to have run off to some wild desert ranch."" The little hints that Cleo dropped spread like widening ripples in a quiet pool. Two days later a tiny wave splashed at Mrs. Schuyler Duane's feet, in the form of careless voices on the other side of the garden hedge. "This is the Duane place, isn't it? That girl Barry Duane married is a peach. Who was she?" "Oh, don't ask me!" The high titter belonged to Eddie Carver. "Somebody said she was a Hollywood extra, but nobody seems to know." Mrs. Duane stood there, rigid with indignation. Mrs. Duane heard the car drive in, and Anne's voice saying that she had a horrible headache and was going up to her room. That was Mrs. Duane's opportunity, but another car came. It was Cleo. "I hope I'm not disturbing you, but I wanted to bring this book around. It's a lovely night for driving. It's Kennedy's night off, but I brought the roadster. Couldn't we have the lights out and sit here by the window?" Certainly, if you wish." Mrs. Duane agreed politely. "Thank you for the book, my dear. As for your driving, I am sure that it is better than having no one with you but that new chauffeur. I don't like his looks, Cleo." "Oh, I know Kennedy looks wicked." of pleading was gone. For the first time Mrs. Duane was afraid of the thing she had done. "I overheard it," she said with dignity. "The very way it was said showed that it was common gossip." "Who said it?" His eyes were blazing. "How should I know- It is enough that it could be said at all." He did not answer immediately. "I suppose it is impossible to escape the malice of other women's tongues." "It is useless to argue with you. But I know what I heard and what I have seen tonight. Once more, Barry, will you come and see for yourself." "I will not." Mrs. Duane went stiffly back to the door. "You are your own master, and I am only your mother, pushed aside for a woman you scarcely know. But the time will come when your eyes will be opened. And you will regret this night as long as you live." For several minutes after his mother left him Barry paced, gloomily up and down the library. The whole thing was sickening, and that his mother should have been the one to bring this precious story to him had left him worried and depressed. Why were women so hard on each other? Even his mother. The trouble probably was that rancorous gossip. He flushed darkly at the recollection. So Nancy's name was being bandied about like that? A whispering devil of suspicion slvy of the grounds in a lights of the roadster picked up two start backing out of their of them was Bertha. "Alib!" Cleo said "Damn!" It was close to mendy strolled back chateau which house fleet of cars and the he was met by a m Cleo wanted to see half sulky about it. he missed his guess. Cleo received him in "I'm thinking of g Kennedy. Do you kn racing cars?" "A little." Kenne ed slightly. He hesid sire to show that he been at an employee was too much for his points pretty well," he I've driven my own "Really?" Cleo singly. "That was be up the Forty-Ninth wasn't it?" All the lines of Ker ened. "About that time," So you've been looki It wasn't neces You're quite well knew He stared back at half truculent." "I hope I'm not disturbing you, but I wanted to bring this book around. It's a lovely night for driving. It's Kennedy's night off, but I brought the roadster. Couldn't we have the lights out and sit here by the window?" Certainly, if you wish." Mrs. Daune agreed politely. "Thank you for the book, my dear. As for your driving, I am sure that it is better than having no one with you but that new chauffeur. I don't like his looks, Cleo." "Oh, I know Kennedy looks wicked. I think he isn't used to this kind of work, and taking orders from women makes him sulky. I think he'll soon be settled down, for he seems to be very much interested in one of your maids. I'm sure I caught sight of him waiting outside when I came tonight." "I must look into this," Mrs. Duane's voice was edged. "What's the use? They'll only deny it." Cleo shrugged lazily. "Dear me, I believe we're going to see the clandestine meeting. (How exciting!" Down the shadowed path a girl's figure moved quickly. She skirted the far end of the garden and went with slowersteps toward the hedge. The hedge was lower at that end of the garden. On the other side of it a man nodded slightly and sauntered along toward the rear gate. The girl in the garden followed him. Cleo was on her feet, breathing apologies. "Oh, Mrs. Duane, please forgive me. I didn't dream—I didn't mean to intrude like this. I'll never forgive myself... I'll go now." "My dear Cleo, you have not intruded in the least. I shall speak to Bertha of course." Grey-faced in the darkness, Mrs. Duane held her head high. No one, not even Cleo Pendleton, should be allowed to discuss this shameful thing with her. Cleo grimaced slightly, unseen. The lights flashed on. But after Cleo had gone she plunged the room into darkness again and stood rigidly unyielding. "My son's wife!" Her face was white in the darkness. Barry was reading when his mother entered the library. "Still up? But I suppose you had callera." "It was Cleo," said his mother briefly. "Barry, I wish you would come with me to my rooms. Quickly." "Of course, I will. Anything wrong there?" "Everything is wrong," said Mrs. Duane bitterly. "I have had the humiliation of seeing my son's wife steal out through the garden at night to meet another man." For several minutes after his mother left him Barry paced, gloomily up and down the library. The whole thing was sickening, and that his mother should have been the one to bring this precious story to him had left him worried and depressed. Why were women so hard on each other? Even his mother. The trouble probably was that rancorous gossip. He flushed darkly at the recollection. So Nancy's name was being bandied about like that? A whispering devil of suspicion slyly jogged his elbow and was thrust out of the way. He could easily settle this. All he needed to do was to go upstairs and look in at Nancy. He smiled to himself and swung quickly toward the stairs. Barry let himself in quietly. Anne was not there. He turned toward the door, blindly. There was the slight sound of its opening. Anne stod there, staring at him. "Oh—Barry!" She said it breathlessly. "you startled me." His eyes swept over her swiftly, suspiciously, and dropped to the slim perfection of her slippers. On the side of one of them, marring its delicate sheen, was a long earth stain. The blood sang in his ears again, so that he scarcely heard his own voice. "Anne, where have you been?" Before that hard note she stopped short. "Why, Barry, what is the matter?" "Where have you been at this hour of the night?" At this hour? Why, it isn't late. I've been in the garden. Barry, what is the matter? Within the past half hour I have had to listen to a sickening story that you were meeting somebody's chauffeur out in the garden." She felt suddenly sick and tired. Barry's mother must have seen her and carried the story to him in bitter triumph. Who else hated her enough to do that? She wanted to tell him the whole hateful story, but she must not. Somebody must have been willing to carry tales about me to have hurried the news to you as quickly as that." She saw him flush, but she went on bitterly. "And whether I was there or not, I won't talk about it! I won't! I'll say things we'll both be sorry for." Her hands went up to her robbing temples. They really did throb now. "Ring for Bertha, please. And stay until she comes." He looked at her uneasily. He rang hastily and came back to her. "I'm sorry if you're not well," she jerked. "Perhaps I'd better send for me." I've driven my own car singly. "That was best up the Forty-Ninth wasn't it?" All the lines of Kenneden. "About that time," So you've been looking at You're quite well known. He stared back at half truculent. "Wouldn't try to get the summed name, anyway." "Oh yes, I'm pitted Kennedy. But of course a man of your experience chauffeur's positivity special reason. Does that you are in Grantha? It must have been Kennedy, but this tannager's face, after expressionless. "That's too deep for indifferently." If fellow, I don't know I've never met him." "Not even that night this happened?" Cleo a moment against those of her gown, just belting "You've had a bus dryly." "Things have a halfway Kennedy. And out tonight to keep with Mrs. Barry Duan you met her ... and very much she looks You're a wonderful but you haven't any lingering on here as a chauncher for money, Kennedy, afraid the courts won't mail." Kennedy listened, ordered but taking lively action. "What's your game? I'm not playing, Kennedy took the hatch My error." He teased "But I got the idea me to do something for Perhaps you could, him thoughtfully." In Granleigh whose pity to bring danger and some close friends of there will be a scandal forced to leave in dick be better for everybody went away quietly, because known." "Yo want me to out of the way——" Barry was reading when his mother entered the library. "Still up? But I suppose you had callera." "It was Cleo," said his mother briefly. "Barry, I wish you would come with me to my rooms. Quickly." "Of course, I will. Anything wrong there?" "Everything is wrong," said Mrs. Duane bitterly. "I have had the humiliation of seeing my son's wife steal out through the garden at night to meet another man." "Mother!" There was a note in Barry's voice that she had never heard before. "I am afraid," he said carefully, "that I shall have to ask you to explain that—extraordinary statement." "I have told you. Come and see for yourself." "Nancy and I don't spy on each other. Besides, she went to her room with a headache. Why do you assume that it was she?" "Our maids do not appear in evening dress." "Nancy gave Bertha one of hers last week. Someone had spilled coffee on it." "It was not Bertha," said Mrs. Duane coldly. "I know it was Anne. The man was obviously waiting for her. I did not see his face, but I have the unpleasant knowledge that a common chauffeur—that insolent creature who drives Cleo — was hanging around outside only a little while before." "You didn't even see them meet?" He laid a pleading hand on her arm. "Mother, why can't you be kinder to Nancy? Do you think that it has been pleasant for me to see that my mother refuses to accept my wife as her daughter?" "Do you think that it is pleasant for your mother to know that this place is buzzing, with sordid innuendo because Barry Duane's wife never refers to a single day of her life before she came to that barbarous place where you met her?" "And who has been spreading such precious gossip as that?" The moment carry tales about me to have married the news to you as quickly as that." She saw him flush, but she went on bitterly. "And whether I was there or not, I won't talk about it! I won't! I'll say things we'll both be sorry for." Her hands went up to her robbing temples. They really did throb now. "Ring for Bertha, please. And stay until she comes." He looked at her uneasily. He rang hastily and came back to her. "I'm sorry if you're not well," he said jerkily. "Perhaps I'd better send for Dr. Carmichael." "No, please. It's only my head." They waited for Bertha in uncomfortable silence. There was a tap on the door, but it was Ellen's broad face which appeared. "I rang for Bertha. Isn't she here?" Ellen was a new maid. She grinned companionably. "Yes', in a way, but it's her night ont. She's been to a party, Ma'am, lookin' as pretty as a pitcher in the grand dress ye give her, and this good hour she's been standin' at the end of the drive sayin' good-night to the young felly from Quinn's Garage. Is there anything I can do, Ma'am?" "Bring me some ice cubes, Ellen, I've a headache." The door closed on Ellen. Anne scarcely breathed. "Nancy, forgive me! I've been a brute and I ought to be kicked for it." He drew her around with coaxing hands. "Don't you know I love you, Barry? There isn't anybody else but you. There couldn't be." "I know," he muttered. "It's because you're so much to me, Nancy . . . I think I'd go mad if you ever let me down." She tried not to shiver, quaking a little at the narrowness of escape. Luck had been kind to Cleo, Mrs. Duane, outraged and bitter, would go straight to Barry with her story. Cleo felt brightly contented as she snuggled down behind the wheel. The driveway wound toward the end. NO. ANOTICE TO C Estate of John S. known as J. S. Sherle NOTICE IS HER the undersigned, admir will annexed of the Sheridan, also known deceased, to the crea persone having claims deceased to file them vouchers in the office the Superior Court of Orange, State of Cali hibit the same wifi vouchers to the said a the will annexed at ness, 303 East Center Anaheim, in the Cou within six months afliclion of this notice. Dated this 15th day. Leo J. Shee Administra will annexe of John S. known as J. Deceased. Stephen Gallagher, Attorney for Admini 8/16-5t of the grounds in a double curve. The lights of the roadster swung around and picked up two startled figures, hasitly backing out of their flaring range. One of them was Bertha. "Alib!" Cleo said under her breath. "Damn!" It was close to midnight when Kennedy strolled back to that smaller chateau which housed the Pendleton fleet of cars and their attendants, and he was met by a message that Miss Cleo wanted to see him. Kennedy was half sulky about it. Some deviltry, or he missed his guess. Cleo received him in the Chinese room. "I'm thinking of getting a new car, Kennedy. Do you know anything about racing cars?" "A little." Kennedy's eyes narrowed slightly. He hesitated, and the desire to show that he had not always been at an employer's beck and call was too much for him. "I know their points pretty well," he added carelessly. "I've driven my own now and then." "Really?" Cleo smiled encouragingly. "That was before you—gave up the Forty-Ninth Street house, wasn't it?" All the lines of Kennedy's face sharpened. "About that time," he said briefly. "So you've been looking up my record?" "It wasn't necessary. Kennedy. You're quite well known." He stared back at her suspicious and half truculent. "Well, you know, I didn't get to the under cover." Deer Hunters Get Three New Sections for Legal Hunting September 1 will mark the opening of another district to deer hunting, and will give deer hunters three sections of the state where they may legally seek venison. District 1½ will be ready for the rifle experts the first of Septembers. the district is made up of Humboldt and Del Norte counties, and a large portion of western Siskiyou county. Last season there were killed in this area over 1500 bucks by licensed hunters. Humboldt county turning in $38 tugs. Game wardens in District 1½ have reported to the Fish and Game Commission that deer have shown up in good numbers and that they have all, with few exceptions, got hard horns and are in splendid condition. NOTICE OF SALE OF REAL PROPERTY BY TRUSTEE UNDER DEED OF TRUST TRUST NO. 851 WHEREAS, LEONIDES BALLES-TEROS, a single woman, and MATEAS ELISALDA, a widower, by Deed of Trust, dated February 8th, 1927, recorded February 18th, 1927 in Book 20, Page 40 of Official Records of Orange County, California, did grant and convey the property therein and herein-after described, to the Orange County Title Company, as Trustee, to secure, among other obligations, the payment of one promissory note dated February 8th, 1927, payable to THE SAVINGS LOAN AND BUILDING ASSOCIATION OF ANAHEIM, or order, for the principal sum of $500.00, with interest at the rate of eight per cent per annum, principal and interest being payable in monthly installments of $5.85 each on the 1st 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... I've driven my own now and then." "Really?" Cleo smiled encouragingly. "That was before you—er—gave up the Forty-Ninth Street house, wasn't it?" All the lines of Kennedy's face sharpened. "About that time," he said briefly. "So you've been looking up my record?" "It wasn't necessary, Kennedy. You're quite well known." He stared back at her suspicious and half truculent. "Well, you know, I didn't try to get the job under an assumed name, anyway." "Oh yes, I'm perfectly satisfied, Kennedy. But of course I know that a man of your experience isn't taking a chauffeur's position except for some special reason. Does John Gage know that you are in Granleigh?" It must have been a sharp jolt for Kennedy, but this time his face—the gambler's face, after all—was absolutely expressionless. "That's too deep for me," he answered indifferently. "If you mean the big fellow, I don't know what he knows. I've never met him." "Not even that night last May, when this happened?" Cleo's hand rested for a moment against the filmy turquoise of her gown, just below her heart. "You've had a busy day," he said dryly. "Things have a habit of coming my way, Kennedy. And I know you went out tonight to keep an appointment with Mrs. Barry Duane, and just where you met her...and by the way, how very much she looks like Miss Curtis! You're a wonderful driver, Kennedy, but you haven't any intention of staying on here as a chauffeur. You're here for money, Kennedy, big money. I'm afraid the courts would call it black-mail." Kennedy listened, outwardly unmoved but taking lively account of this new situation. "What's your game?" he asked bluntly. "I'm not playing, Kennedy." Kennedy took the hint. "My error." He temporized astutely. "But I got the idea that you wanted me to do something for you." "Perhaps you could." She considered him thoughtfully. "There is someone in Granleigh whose presence is going to bring danger and unhappiness to some close friends of mine. Some day there will be a scandal, and she will be forced to leave in disgrace. It would be better for everybody concerned if she went away quietly, before her—her past became known." "YOU want me to get Duane's wife out of the way——" vey the property therein and herein-after described, to the Orange County Title Company, as Trustee, to secure, among other obligations, the payment of one promissory note dated February 8th, 1927, payable to THE SAVINGS, LOAN AND BUILDING ASSOCIATION OF ANAHEIM, or order, for the principal sum of $500.00, with interest at the rate of eight per cent per annum, principal and interest being payable in monthly installments of $5.85 each on the 1st day of each and every month beginning March 1st, 1927; and WHEREAS, default has occurred in that the installation of principal and interest due on said note on December 1st, 1932 has not been paid; and WHEREAS, The Savings, Loan and Building Association of Anaheim, owner and holder of said note, heretofore demanded that said Trustee sell said property and on May 24th, 1934 duly recorded in the office of the County Recorder of said County, in Book 681, Page 8 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 amount of $308.82 principal and all other sums secured by said deed of trust, are 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, estimated at $133.00 together with $79.30, paid and advanced by the owner of 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, lawful money of the United States, on the 24th day of September, 1934, at the hour of eleven o'clock A.M., of said day at the North entrance of the Hall of Records in the City of Santa Ana, California, all of the interest conveyed to it by said Deed of Trust in and to all the following described property situated in the City of Anaheim, County of Orange State of California, described as follows, to-wit: Lot Eight (8) in Block "M" of the "Center Tract, Anaheim," as shown on a Map recorded in Book 14, page 13 of Miscellaneous Records of Los Angeles County, California. or so much of said property as shall be necessary to be sold to provide a sum sufficient to pay the total amount secured by said Deed of Trust. Dated this 28th day of August 1934 But I got the idea that you wanted me to do something for you." "Perhaps you could." She considered him thoughtfully. "There is someone in Granleigh whose presence is going to bring danger and unhappiness to some close friends of mine. Some day there will be a scandal, and she will be forced to leave in disgrace. It would be better for everybody concerned if she went away quietly, before her—her past became known." "You want me to get Duane's wife out of the way——" He had an unpleasant way of stripping facts naked and making her look at them. "I wish her to go away. Alone." "Reno, or a Mexican divorce?" Continued Next Week NO. A-4035 NOTICE TO CREDITORS Estate of John S. Sheridan, also known as J. S. Sheridan, deceased. NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN, by the undersigned, administrator with the will annexed of the estate of John S. Sheridan, also known as J. S. Sheridan, deceased, to the creditors of and all persons having claims against the said deceased to file them with the necessary vouchers in the office of the Clerk of the Superior Court of the County of Orange, State of California, or to exhibit the same with the necessary vouchers to the said administrator with the will annexed at his place of business, 303 East Center, in the City of Anaheim, in the County of Orange; within six months after the first publication of this notice. Dated this 15th day of August, 1934. Leo J. Sheridan, Administrator with the will annexed of the Estate of John S. Sheridan, also known as J. S. Sheridan, Deceased. Stephen Gallagher. 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Or it may choose five consecutive days for six consecutive weeks. It may take three consecutive days for ten consecutive weeks or two consecutive days for 15 consecutive weeks. Under the provisions of the Bureau it is not possible to have, say, a Wednesday shooting and a Saturday shoot, during a week. It must be Saturday and Sunday, or some other two days that follow each other, and those two days must be maintained each consecutive week until the thirty days or less, if a state elects less, have been used up. Hunting will be restricted, if Preslident Roosevelt signs the recommendations of the Survey, to the hours between sunrise and sunset, instead of half-hour before sunrise and sunset, as formerly. Shooting on opening day will start at sunrise instead of noon. The daily bag limit is placed at twelve ducks in the aggregate, and limited to five birds of certain species which need additional protection. The list of fully portected waterfowl will remain the same as last season. WORKMAN IS INJURED Jack Leonard of 120 South Kroeger street is recovering at the Sanitarium from painful bruises and a bad shake-up which he received Tuesday when he fell from a 39-foot scaffold while working on Johnston Clinic repairs. 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," Anaheim, California, that the same must be presented to J. V. Hogan, Recelver, 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. Who's Afraid of the Lonely Road? FEARN ELECTRIC SHOP Atwater Kent Auto Radios, $40.90 up 273 East Center Street—Phone 3111 BUSINESS DIRECTORY Ambulance Service Phone 3212 Open Evenings Who’s Afraid of the Lonely Road? 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