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Was Céline to blame? To young Scotty marriage seemed just a lark, a wild time in good standing. But when she began to demand money and the extravagant things he couldn't af-ford did Céline meet him halfway? Or did she blind herself to the very meaning of the sacred word: wife?

CROOK FROZEN OUT OF SHARE IN

BONDS TELLS MURDER

PLOT

TO REPEAL DECISION ON CAST IRON PIPE

In a little Spanish town

'Twas, on a night like this

speculative sentiment was encouraged at the opening of the week by the clearer outlook. Favorable weather was doing much to eliminate the signs of hesitation lately evinced by sev-eral trades I'm in love again

And the Spring

Is comin'

I'm in love again

Hear my heart strings

Strummin'

ITCHING GONE IN ONE NIGHT

-325-thousands of prosperous happy women began to earn dou-ble and treble their former wages and sometimes even more immediately

Yes sir that's my baby

That's my baby na-ow!

APE TRIAL GOAT TO CONFER WITH

ATTORNEYS

Mysterious Mr. Y to Testify

an exquisite replica in miniature of a sunlit French coun-try home on the banks of the Rhone boldly built on the crest of Sunset Ridge overlooking the most beautiful lakeland in New Jersey where every window frames a picture of surprising beauty

And the tune I'm hummin'

I'll not go roamin' like a kid again

I'll stay home and be a kid again

NEIGHBORS ENJOIN NOCTURNAL SHOUTS IN

TURKISH BATH

ALL CITY POLICE TURN OUT IN

BANDIT HUNT

CONGOLEUM BREAK FEATURES

OPENING

for the sixth week freight car loadings have passed the mil ion mark in this country, indicating that prosperity is gen-eral and that records are being established and broken every-where Good-bye east and good-bye west

Good-bye north and all the rest

Hello Swan-ee Hello

-326-MARGO DOWLING

When Margo got back to the city after her spring in Miami everybody cried out how handsome she looked with her tan and her blue eyes and her hair bleached out light by the Florida sun. But she sure found her work cut out for her. The Mandevil es were in a bad way. Frank had spent three months in the hospital and had had one kidney removed in an operation. When he got home he was stil so sick that Agnes gave up her position to stay home and nurse him; she and Frank had taken up Science and

wouldn't have the doctor any more. They talked al the time about having proper thoughts and about how Frank's life had been saved by Miss Jenkins, a practitioner Agnes had met at her tearoom. They owed five hundred dol ars in doctor's bil s and hospital expenses, and talked about God al the time. It was lucky that Mr. Anderson the new boyfriend was a very rich man.

Mr. A, as she cal ed him, kept offering to set Margo up in an apartment on Park Avenue, but she always said noth-ing doing, what did he think she was, a kept woman? She did let him play the stockmarket a little for her, and buy her clothes and jewelry and take her to Atlantic City and Long Beach weekends. He'd been an airplane pilot and decorated in the war and had big investments in airplane companies. He drank more than was good for him; he was a beefy florid guy who looked older than he was, a big talker, and hard to handle when he'd been drinking, but he was openhanded and liked laughing and jokes when he was feeling good. Margo thought he was a pretty good egg. "Anyway, what can you do when a guy picks up a telephone and turns over a thousand dol ars for you?" was what she'd tel Agnes when she wanted to tease her.

"Margie dear, you mustn't talk like that," Agnes would say. "It sounds so mercenary." Agnes talked an awful lot

-327-about Love and right thoughts and being true and good these days. Margo liked better to hear Mr. Anderson blowing about his kil ings on the stockmarket and the planes he'd designed, and how he was going to organize a net of airways that would make the Pennsylvania Rail-road look like a suburban busline. Evening after evening she'd have to sit with him in speakeasies in the Fifties drinking whiskey and listening to him talk about this business and that and big deals in stocks down on the Street, and about how he was out to get that Detroit crowd that was trying to ease him out of Standard Airparts and about his divorce and how much it was cost-ing him. One night at the Stork Club, when he was show-ing her pictures of his kids, he broke down and started to blubber. The court had just awarded the custody of the children to his wife.

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