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RADIO fWMFD Wilmington 1400 KC THURSDAY, DECEMBER 7 7:3&—Family Altar—Rev. J. A. Sulli van. 7:45—Red, White and Blue Network Program. „ 8:00—William Hillman, Daily War Jour nal. 8:15—Pages of Melody. £ :30—Musical Clock. 8:45—A. M. News. g;00—The Breakfast Club with Don Mc Neil—9 :30-9:45—Sponsored. 10:00—IUMSW. 10:15—Roy Porter, News. 10:30—Let’s Dance. II :00—Breakfast at Sardis’. 11:30—Hank Lawson’s Knights. 11:45—Little Jack Little. 12:30—Richard Kent, Travelling Cook. 12:15—Clark Dennis. 12:30—National Farm and Home Hour. 1:00—Baukhage. 1:15—Earl Wrightson. 1:30—Rest Hour. 1:40—WILMINGTON STAR - NEWS ON THE AIR. 1 ;45—Vincent Lopez and Orchestra. 2:00—Meditation Period—Rev. J. A. Sul livan. 2;15_Victory Front—Transcription. 2:30—James G. McDonald, The News and You. 2:45—Your Hollywood News Girl. 3:00—The Three “R’s.” 2 ;30—Between the Booker.ds with Ted Malone. 3:45—Musette Music Box. 4:00—Club Matinee. 4:55—P. M. News. 5:00—The Sea Hound. 5:15—Hop Harrigan. f:30—IUMSW. 5 :45—Jungle Jim. 6:00—Terry and The Pirates. 6-15—Lum and Abner. 6: :30—Let’s Dance. 6:55—WILMINGTON STAR - NEWS ON THE AIR. 7:00—To Be Announced. 7 :30—Abbott and Costello—Camel Cig. 8:00—Watch the World Go By—Ford Motor Co.—Earl Godwin. 8:15—Quartermaster Quarter Hour. 8:30—America's Town Meeting of the Air. P:30—Victory Parade of Spotlight Bands. S:55—Gracie Fields. 10:00—Raymond Gram Swing. 10:15—White Stars to Victory. 10:45—Your Income Tax. OVFP THF HFTWQRKS THURSDAY. DECEMBER 7 Eastern War Time P. M.—Subtract One Hour for CWT. *? Hrs. for MWT (Changes in programs as listed due to corrections by networks made too late to incorporate.» 5::0—Just Plain Bill. Dramatic — nbc The Jack Armstrong Serial — blu-east Chicago's Singing Strings — blu-west Are You a Genius Quiz — cbs-basic Serial Series for the Kiddies — mbs 5.45— Front Page Farrell Serial — nbc: Captain Midnight’s Serial — blu-east The Ben Bernie Musical Show — cbs John Sturgess Baritone Solos — mbs 6:00—Indiana Indigo. Va.: News — nbc To Be Announced (15 mins. • — blu Frazier Hunt News Spot — cbs-basic Troubadous from Chicago — cbs-west Prayer: Comment on the War — mbs 6:15—Chicago Dance Music Ore. — blu John Sebastian. Hi:: Harmonica,— cbs Rhythm Ensemble of S+. Loui^ - mbs 6-30—Neighborhood Call by OPA - nbc ! The Korn Kobblers Band — blu-east j Jack Armstrong repeat — blu-west i To Be Announced '15 mins.) — cbs i The War Overseas: Dance Ore. — mbs 6:45—Bill Stern and Sports Spot — nbc Lowell Thomas on News — bin-basic Captain Midnight’s repeat — blu-west World and War News of Today — cbs 7:00—Fred Waring’s Time — nbc-east Col. Stoopnagle; Arjny vs. Navy — blu Amos ’n’ Andy Serial Skit — cbs-basic Fulton Lewis, Jr. & Comment — mbs 7:15—World War via Broadcast — nbc Harry James & His Orchestra — cbs The Johnson Family, a Serial — mbs 7:50—To Be Announced — nbc-east Javne Cozzens and Songs — nbc-west The Metropolitan Opera, U. S. A. — blu ‘ Eacv Aces” Drama Serial — cbs-basic Dancing Music Orchestra — cbs-west Arthur Hale’s News Comment — mbs 7.45— Kaltenborn Comment — nbc-west Mr. Keen, Lost Persons Tracer — cbs Dance Orches, from Cincinnati — mbs o '00—Fanny Brice and F. Morgan — nbc Earl Godwin’s War Broadcast — blu Reflections with Frank Sinatra — cbs To Be Announced (30 mins.) — mbs 8-15—Lum and Abner Serial Skit — blu 8:30—The Henry Aldrich Family — nbc America’s Town Meeting Forum — blu Death Valley Days Play — cbs-basic The Jamboree of Dixie — cbs-Dixie Dark Destiny, Eerie Dramatic — mbs 8:55—Five-Minute News Period — cbs 9:00—The Crosby Music Hall Hr. — nbc Major Bowes Amateurs’ Show — cbs Gabriel Heatter Speaking — mbs-basic 9.15—Dancing Music Orchestra -— mbs 9:30—The Rudy Vallee Show — nbc Stage Door Canteen and Guests — cbs Spotlight Bands, Guest Orches. —* blu To Be Announced (30 mins.) — mbs 9:55—Gracie Fields and Comedy — blu 19:00—Abbott & Costello Comedy — nbc Raymond G. Swing’s Comment — blu First Line, U. S. Navy Prog. — cbs Raymond Clapper in Comment — mbs 10:15—Wings to Victory, Air Corps—blu. Dance Orchestra for 15 minutes — mbs 10.30—March of Time’s Review — nbc ' Fifteen Minute Talks Broadcast — cbs! Paul Schubert’s War Analysis — mbs I 10:45—Talk on Your Income Tax. — blu j To Be Announced (15 mins.) — cbs i Dance Music Orchestra Tunes — mbs 11:00—News for 15 Minutes*— nbc-east The Fred Waring repeat — nbc-east News and Dance (2 hrs.) — blu & cbs 11:15—Late Variety With News — nbc LOCALAWSPOST IS REORGANIZED New Set-Up Creates ‘Offi cer Of The Cfey’ To Man Lookout Spot Reorganization of the operation al program at Aircraft Warning service post No. 61, located atop the Cape Fear hotel, was effected at a meeting of the civilian ob servers at the hotel Tuesday night, L. H. Vowell, chief observer, an nounced Wednesday morning. Under the direction of Lieut. Al fred D. Schiaffo, regional ground officer of the Army, the new plans will be put into operation Monday morning. An officer of the day was appointed for each day with his duties to assign two spotters for every two hours and to see that the post is property manned at all times during his day. In the past, the chief observer has had to at tend to this work. The following “Officers of the Day” were appointed. Monday: Adrian Rhodes. Tuesday: E. F. Troy. Wednesday: J. F. Rorison. Thursday: Carl Brown. Friday: W R. Hadley. Saturday: J., H. h] Tiencken. Sunday; N. W. Allen. Mrs J. A. Shealey was elected secretary and R. N. Getty, Sr., treasurer. Roy J. Cook was ap pointed publicity director and Sam Behrends will serve as identifica tion and supply officer. Mr. Vowell appointed Mr. Getty and A. L. Snow as assistant ob servers. About 20 observers are needed at the post at the present time, it was said. f, I CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVE Restwick Carnes’ first feeling, when Society Sal tripped him, send ing him tumbling to the floor, was angry humiliation. His next one was a childish hurt that this white haired woman, of whom he was so fond, should do such a thing to him. The latter feeling came out in words. “Sal, what made you do that? We've been friends for years.” “Yes, I know. And only now I’ve learned you’re not real i bright.” _ The man's lips disappeared into 1 a hard line and he tightened both hands into fists to control his tern- i per. “I’ll admit my wife is beau- ] tiful, Sal, but don’t be misled by ] that pretty face. Abby has been j taken in by it. Don’t you be such I a sap. Believe me, Sal, I know 1 what I’m doing. “Look, Wuthty, I know crooks 1 pretty well.” Her next remark s stopped the unkind one forming on i her face. “You are right, dear. You’re thinking I should, being one ? myself.” 1 The man evaded, “I wasn’t think- i ing any such thing.” 1 “Yes, you were. It showed all 1 over your face.” All of a sudden i Sal was harsh again. And impa- 1 tient. “I’ll make a long story short ■ so you can get to your date and I 1 can open my house to other cus tomers—” That scored word had slipped ou< in the intensity of her 1 speech. 1 "Guests, Sal, dear.” Restwick 1 Carnes J1I reached over and 1 squeezed the outlaw woman’s hand. 1 She sm'led. “I knew Paige’s fa ther well, Wuthty. As a GUEST, i He was a wonderful man and a rich one. He and Paige lived on ! one of those tremendous Texas < ranches. Acres and acres filled with longhorn cattle Lots of cowboys, < foremen, little shacks tucked away i from the big ranch house in vari- i ous spots where they could spend 1 the night when inspecting the < ranch. > “And a bookkeeper! A man who 1 had done well for himself toying with the books, and who would have done stiii better with Paige’s father out of the way. So he put 1 him out of the way. They went 1 quail hunlmg. A friendly vacation ■ for just the two of them.” Sal ; paused for an introspective re- : mark. “I have to wonder how a 1 person could be such a dope. But when a person is too good he often 1 is a dope Anyway,” she resumed, 1 “they went. “The bookkeeper had planned it so they would be in one of the ] cabins for the night. Absolutely alone. Paige happened to be hunt ing herself in that vicinity. She had no idea the men were there. When she heard the shot, she was startled but not afraid. However, for some reason she champed her ; hand over her horse’s mouth. When 1 he was calm she decided she’d better let the hunters know she ] was nearby. “When she saw her father sag- : ging against the fence she knew ] he was hurt. An accident, she fig- 1 ured. Then r'ght away she knew ’ her father was not only hurt, but i that he was dead. And it was no ■ accident, for the bookkeeper had \ put down his own gun and was 1 fitting Mr Shelton’s into his own hands. He was using that camou- i flage to make it appear that the c man had not put down his gun to irawl through the fence, but that he had accidentally shot himself aecause of that carelessness. A stupid hunting accident that hap pens several times each season. “When Paige knew that her fa her was dead, that there was lothing to do to help him, she managed to hold herself motion ess, hidden by the desert bushes st the corner of the shack. She made herself stand there and let ;hat man put clamping hands about ler father’s still hands, so that he shotgun was pointed toward ler father’s chest. “Then when the bookkeeper had 10 weapon, just when he was eady to wipe off any stray finger irints of his own from her father’s >un, Paige addressed him. He ladn’t a chance. She didn’t give lim one. She just said, ‘Don’t try o get your gun. I won’t let you. just want you to look at me o you’ll know who is killing you.’ tnd so she killed him. “His prints were on her father’s ;un. The concealed losses in the looks were made apparent. His eputatior. on previous jobs came lut. Then, too, there was the de ense angle, because if she had lot killed him he certainly would lave killed her. All those things ;aved her. I imagine we all would lave acted pretty much the same, Vuthty.” She reached for the wine bottle leside her The cork was topped iy a tinv barrel out of which two iny Dresden China legs were show ng, as if an unfortunate girl were aught in a rain barrel. “I’ve talked so much the dust s floating on my tongue.” Then 5al. who prided herself on dainty ;estures, tipped the bottle and [rank from it. Restwick Carnes III gave her me of his smiles, one of those are, rare ones that could be so nagically attractive. “Guess I’d letter be on my way, Sal.” He Irank the rest of his Scotch, ig lored while the woman had been alking. “I have to have a few vords with Eugenia.” * • • The black chiffon gown Eugenia vas wearing was most becoming o her blor.d beauty. As Abby had dressed that day in the Surf Bar, ;he did not wear jewels. But to light her long blond hair shone irightly as a jewel. Also her fin gernails. And her teeth and eyes, lowever, those lovely brown eyes lid lose a bit of their sparkle when hey saw Rusty’s face. “Darling.” She put her hand on lis and repeated gently, “Darling. You’re not tight, are you?” “Where’s Choppo?’ “In his room, of course.’ “Is he all right? “Yes. The girl frowned, then nade a gesture of martyrdom. “I’ll idmit he was nervous and wriggly hroughout the picture and also a lit rude to me—” She smiled. “But ’ll win him over, Rusty.” The man did not respond to that weet, though synthetic maternal >ose. He led her to select a lei or the evening. She took one of chite tuberoses, which she hand id to Rusty to put on her. He vas so intent on his own thoughts hat he had “not made the offer lim self. "Eugenia,” he asked, when they irere on the dance terrace with Irinks before them, “why did you make me think Paige was some vile murderess when actually no one could have blamed her” “I didn’t make you think that.” ‘‘She was acquitted.” “Of course, dear.’ The girl put soft fingeis on the man’s white sieve. “They don’t allow those who aren't to run around free.” “Oh, Lord, what has happened,” the girl was demanding of her self? “Who has been talking?” Quick consolation followed the thoughts. Paige was gone. Noth ing actually could go wrong now. Eugenia began speaking slowly. “It’s a horrible thing to say, Rusty, but I think Paige wouldn’t mind committing another murder. I think she might even like it.” “Don’t talk like an idiot, Eu genia!” “But she told me—” the blond girl was speaking faster n o w— “that day she threatened me, that she was never happier in her life that when her victim looked up and realized she intended to kill him. She said she liked emptying her shotgun into him, that she was glad she’d used only one shell for hunting so that she could use the rest on him.” She stole a glance at the mar and saw her story was carrying weight. “Oh, Rusty, my love,” she cried, “are we going to be separated again?” “No. Don’t be absurd. I simply heard things that made me think I’d misjudged her.” “Not you, Rusty. You’re too gen erous.” Again she wondered who could have talked Not even Abby had been able to make him listen. “Dear, persons like Paige are just different from us. That’s all.” “Yes. I guess you’re right.” A quick smile rolled over his face. "Want to hear a supreme joke? Sal said you were a crook.” The breath from her nostrils was so rasping that Eugenia feared Rusty might notice it. Then she laughed, harder to match Rusty’s laughter that was growing. She moved a bit to one side so a waiter could put a fruit cocktail of fresh pineapple and papaya cubes before her. “Isn’t that a good one?” shrieked Rusty. “Yes. She stopped laughing, bent her head to his hand on the table, and kissed the back of it. “You’re so sweet.” On Sunday morning when Abby awoke she went out on the lanai, gazed down at the water, then called to Pagie, “We’re going faster than usual.” Out of sleepy eyes the girl watched Abby dress quickly and go out. Immediately she was back. “Hey, somehting is cooking. They are taking down the slot machines and closing the bar.” Paige was frowning as she twist ed the knobs of the wall radio. "I can’t get anything on this.” She turned to face her friend. “Well, don’t stand there!'You know ev eryone on this ship from busboy to captain. Go snoop!” Abby went, and in less than five minutes walked back into the suite. Catapulted, rather. Her face, be neath its expensive powder base, was the color of fresh cement. “My God, Paige,” she cried hoarsely, “the Japs are bombing Honolulu!” (To Be Continued) -V DAILY CROSSWORD ACROSS 1. Decorated letter 4. Locomotive part 7. Cleanse 9. Silk scarf (Eccl.) 12 Arrange in line 13. Potassium nitrate 14. Island near Sicily 15. Boxes 16 Type measure 17 Mineral spring 19. Music note 20. Butcher’s knife 24 Capable 26. Cause to run off rails 29. Allows the use of 31. Portuguese coin 32. Hostility 34. Prescribed regimen 35. Pried about 37. Audio frequency (abbr.) 39. A hint 40. From 42. Crotchety person 45. Figure of speech 48. Water wheel 49. Second growth drop 50. Correct 51. Baking chambers 52. Observe 53. Guided DOWN 1. Sword 2. A relative 3. To wrinkle 4. Made hollow 5. Melody 6. Flying mammals 7 Identical 8 Social group 10 Look askance 11. Scottish Gaelic 18 Cushion 20. Mollusks 21. Russian leader 22. Eat away 23. Fanatical 24. Malt beverage 25. Japanese festival 27. Anger 28. Latin (abbr.) 30. Enclosure of posts 33. Pronoun 36. Gasoline 37. Skin disorder 38. Out of 40. Unroll 41. Bogs Yesterday’s Answer 43 God of war 44 Number 46. Wander 47 Was indoubt CRYPTOQUOTE—A cryptogram quotation K R P MKFFGB EUBCPJ CPJ. FGJ MNHBGD HBKQP CPJ UFOUFUBP AK* JUPBL — HCKXPHYPKJP. Yesterday’s Cryptoquote: Wf ARE NEAR AWAKENING WHEN WE DREAM THAT WE DREAM—NOVAUS. Distributed by King Feature# Syndicate. Inc. I City Hall Decorated By Greenfield Plants The main hallway of city hall has been decorated by the appear ance of a number of palms, cacti, rubber plants and other potied plants which, City Manager A. C. N'chols said Wednesday, came from the city’s greenhouse at Greenfield park. Removing the plants to city hall the city manager said, served the •‘double-barrelled” purpose of pro tecting the plants from the cold and placing them in a location where they could be more readily viewed by the public. •‘We wanted to get them out where people could see them,” he commented. 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