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SEVENTH INSTALLMENT
Johnny Breen, 10 years end, who
had spent all of his life aboard a
Hudson river tugboat plying near
New York, is tossed into the river
in a terrific collision which sinks the
tug. drowns his mother and the
man he called father. Ignorant, unschooled,
and fear driven, he drags
himself ashore, hides in the friendlydarkness
of a huge covered truckonly
to be kicked out at dawn?and
into the midst of a tough gang of
river rat boys who beat and chase
him. He escapes into a basement
doorway where he hides. The next
day he is rescued and taken into
the home of a Jewish family living
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clothing store. He works in the
sweatshop store?and Is openly
courted by Becka?the young
daughter. . . . The scene shifts to
the home of the wealthy Van Horns
?on 5th Avenue, where lives the
bachelor?Gilbert Van Horn ? in
whose life there is a hidden chapter.
That chapter was an affair
with his mother's maid, who left
the house when he was accused.
The lives of Johnny Breen and Gilbert
Van Horn first cross when Van
Horn sees Breen win his first important
ring battle. Pug Malone,
fight trainer, rescues young Breen
from a crooked manager, takes him
in hand, finds Breen cannot read
and starts him to night school.
Now go on with the story:
As he burrowed and grubbed and
collected and stored the kernels of
fact, he visioned a greater, vaster
thing than all of the astonishments
of the surrounding city.
Hubert Malcolm, his teacher, met
John one Saturday afternoon, quite
by accident. They were in Union
Square. 'John, I live over this way;
come in and have tea. Mrs. Malcolm
will be happy to see you. I've
been telling her of your progress."
It was a flat, so clean and fresh,
so simple and pure. John dropped
spoons, blushed, stammered. Enid
Malcclm seemed like an angel in
her gingham dress and the baby,
tucked in a crib, curled its pink
hands about his fingers. It had
never occurred to John that a baby
could be so clean, and could seem
so happy.
Malcolm smoked a pipe, and John
like a wild thing, sat tongue-tied.
"Are there many places like
this?" he finally asked, his tones
harsh. Mrs. Malcolm overheard the
question.
"Millions of them," she smiled,
"only much nicer than this."
John knew the quiet-voiced woman
was a liar. For the irest cf the
visit he sat mute and ill at ease,
and then his friend took him to
the Square and walked with him as
far as Fourteenth Stree. John
headed back to the Bowery more
bewildered than ever.
John Breen had lost his interest
in fighting, in the greater thrill of
the fight for thai; unknown prize,
the astonishments always lying just
ahead. He was spurred on by curiosity,
and not by ambition. He was
the primitive climbing to the top of
a mountain, not for food or treasure,
but for a better vie;'. Honor
und prizes, and prosperity, as P;.g
Malone kept pointing out to* John
lay behind the direction he attempted.
In several clandestine
bouts, John Breen only held his
own, in one, with the Philadelphia
scrapper Jerry Wilke, he almost
lost, until, at the very ragged edge
cf his downfall, Pug pleaded with
him, cried to him, implored him,
literally throwing the handlers from
the ring, talking and arguing with
John who sat sullen and preoccupied.
The bell sounded and John Breen
a sudden light in his eyes, his face
battered, stepped into the center of
the ring and knocked Wilke cold
with a single perfect blow to the
jaw. A tremendous howl of approval
greeted him; admirers tried to
carry him from the nng
"Leave him alone,' Pug cautioned.
"That kid was thinkin' cf somethin'
when he hit Jerry, or he never
would of pulled that punch."
"What was you dreamin' about,
John, when you ?oaked that Quaker?"
Malone asked as they prepared
for bed.
"I was knocking the whole prize
fight game in the eye. I'm though,
Pug," John smiled sadly.
"I guess you're right," Malone
agreed. "That crack was too good
to be true. He'l, wish I knew what,
to do with you!'
'I'll leave." Join stood looking
out of the window.
"Not if I know it!" Pug lumped
up and grasped John's hand. '-You
suck, arouna an niusn tn?i scnooi.
I won't fight you p.ny more, can't
risk it. The next time some lowbrow
scrapper will trim you good.
An' then where will I be?"
So John Breen continued to tend
bar during 'the day, to work in 11i<
Warrenton, North Carolina
A. trial which seems certain to attrac
Holman Reynolds and Albert (Ab) W
an indictment charging murder of the fi
heir to a tobacco fortune. Libby Hi
"Blues" singer, and Walker, compani
were released following the Cbroner's
investigation by county authorities. Tl
big party over July 4th weekend. Phot<
and Alfred Holman, Cincinnati lawyer,
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per was stripped from the place,
the plaster sized and coated with
washable 'tint. Floors were painted,
and bed rooms were prepared on a
model of Spairtan simplicity. Canvas
cots and stools, without backs, were
placed near the windows and a
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| small rag rug was added by way of I
luxury. Three pegs were driven in'
;the doers for the hanging, up of
Wilson M. Mills, Detroit financial
authority and banker is believed to
be slated to head the Reconstruction 1
Finance Corporation, from which !
Charles M. Dawes recently resigned. 1
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Samson Club gym, to live with Ma- <
lone. Another year drew its veil of <
changes over the face of the growing
city. ]
"Judge Kelly says they'll stand, I
for anythin' an' they'll pay?pay !
well. The McManus locked yellow 3
and flabby in contrast with the 1
trainer. "If you work them guys
rough they'll fall for you." and then 1
1 /-v/"vlr i v* n" nn <-? 4- Dno> t
iisvsxtAiig, up OL\j xrug witix VCJ11CU s
bloodshot eyes, he spcke veheirent- t
ly. "Kick 'em, beat 'em up, sweat
tha liver ou!; of 'em. Judge Kelly ("t
watched you, Pug, knows what you ( *
kin do, an' he's lined up guys who'll t
pay. But, mind, Pug, you got to turn. 1
tha trick, three at a time. If you, '
set 'em up right it means a big'
thing for you, a damn big thing. I
should say."
"What joint did you say it was?" j
"Greenbough Farm, a fancy place!
I guess, up in Westchester. Kelly
owns it: got it handed to him, or
J somethin'."
"I'll need Breen," Malone spoke
as if "to himself.
"Take him. Him an' his books. No
use fighting that kid no more?he's!
a dead pan; a best. Ain't he, Hannon?"
"Yes, sir, yes, sir," the immaculate
Hannon chimed in as Malone
left the room. The McManus smiled
genially.
"That fixes Kelly on that," he
grunted. 'And I'll pult Patsy in
charge of the Corneir."
Greenbough Farm consisted of a
fair acreage of reeky uneven land
upon which a roomy comfortable
old house was sinking into gradual
decay.
Carpenters from the city, working
under direction of Pug Malone, converted
the barn into a practical
gymnasium. A farmer and his wife
and son were engaged 'io run the
place, milk the cows, tend the garden,
and the chickens, and cook the
meals.
The farmhouse itself was given
a thorough cleaning. The wall pa
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t national attention is that of Libby
talker at Winston-Salem, N. C., on
ormer's husband, Z Smith Reynolds,
slman Reynolds, famed Broadway
on of the late husband, Reynolds,
inquest, but rearrested following an
be death of Reynolds terminated a
ys show Libby Holman, Ab Walker
who will help defend his daughter
ilothes, and all closets were locked
irid nailed. There were no lights,
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10 minors, no sneives, no piui/iuco.
["here was absolutely nothing to
iistcact frcm the business of sleepng,
for which the rooms were
iesignated.
Pug also fitted the windows with
sleats which prevented them from
closing by a foot alt the top and
lottom, and cf course there were
10 shades.
"There's nothin' de luxe about
his place," Pug remarked to John
,vhen the work had been completed,
i labor in which both John and
he trainer shared with enthusiasm,
rhe green country was a refreshment
to John Breen. In those brief
moments, before he dropped off to
slumber, he seemed to see a fading
:ity, a vast pile of tenements flashing
with lights and the jumbled
voices and cries of millions, as if
tie had alighted in the midst of it
suddenly, as he had, and as if he
ivere then standing on the rear
platform of a train, whirling him
iway. The quick rumble of the
ivheels of his ideas lulled him to
sleep.
And on Saturday Gilbert Van
Horn, Judge Marvin Hall and the
jreat insurance magnate, E. K.
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regimen and spartan simplicity of
Pug Malone's training farm.
Van Horn and Johnny Breen
were thrown together and unconsciously
became strongly attached
;o each other.
Two weeks after the arrival of
he trio the bags with their elabo ate
provisions for comfort, their
oilet sets, silk pajamas, and fancy
cnickers, the country toggery of city
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those who have suffered the
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folk, were again on tne veranaan.
The three men, strangely sober,
tough and- clear-eyed, marched up,
took their traps down to the waiting
buckboard and then, of a sudden,
they rushed back yelling like
Indians. They grabbed the trainer,
hoisted him on their shoulders, carried
him down the field and tcssed
him on a hay diack.
"Boys, you better'n I expected,"
Pug shouted, waving at them as
they ran for the buckboard, calling
"gocdby" to John Breen and Pug,
while the girin cn the face of Charlie
and the frantic apron waving
from 'the kitchen doorway, and the
expensive face of the driver, told of
extraordinary largess by the parting
guests.
Pug Malone oecame sole owner of
the farm, for Judge Kelly, impulsive
and liberal, sounded the full measure
of his worth, and besides advertising
it, he made easy terms for
the itrainer. Van Horn became a
frequent visitor and brought many
of his friends; he seemed even more
interested in John Breen than in
the farm. E. K. Southerland said
nothing, but sent Malone a check
tha/; almost took his breath away.
John was approaching twenty. He
was an indefatigable reader, his
room, en the top floor of Gireenbough,
was littered with books, and
while the rigid rules turned lights
out at nine, John's blazed far into
the night as he continued his explorations.
While Jchn was making haphazard
progress in learning, the great
city to the south, the city (that
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iwmcu up uii i/igoi uuju mhu
with a cold aura of light on sharp
winter nights, added another million
to the 'tally of its inhabitants.
Van Horn, in his own way a lover
of the city, took John Breen on
long irides through the width of the
metropolis in his new high-powered
racing car, a second French machine
that sped over the poor roads
with a solft purr of chains clicking
in giant sprockets.
What was this damn thing, the
city? Van Horn, in arguments at
Greenbough, with men such as
Rantoul, the engineer, attempted to
fathom its meaning. His ancestors
had predicted great things for it,
and their faith had been rewarded
but 'their dreams were aleady far
behind the actuality that was the
city in 1905.
"It's simply a natural coming together
for cheaper warmth and
shelter and food. It's a result of
snecialization in industry made pos
sible by progress in the mechanical
arts," Rantoul locked upon the city
as just beginning.
"This building will never stop,"
Herkimer Pratt, the auctioneer, insisted.
"Ten years, twenty, thirty,
fifty, a thousand years. It will keep
right on until?until "
"Until what?" asked Van Horn.
"Well, I guess it will continue
until all the people of 'the world are
assembled in cities." His vision was
c? a world cut up in city lots.
John Breen, listening, reading,
and appraising, sensed the immensity
of the city.
John Breen had come up through
the difficult period of life with a
rush. His childhood held on into
manhood, and his sudden crash
from the shell of circumstance
found him emerging into a world of
delirious earnestness. John was
twenty-two, and as he strode beside
the rather tall figure of Gilbert
Van Horn, on one of their long
walks, in early September, a casual
observer might have pronounced
them father and son. Gilbert Van
Horn and John Breen had become
friends, close, yet miles and miles
apart.
They talked as they had long
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for Vice-President, with Nor- w
man Thomas, is waging a vigorous el
campaign which was launched at ti
Washington last week. He addressed at
a mass meeting at the Auditorium n'(id
'af?r the Bonus Army in camp. C(
talked, on many subjects. Van
Horn's interest in the prize ring P
and the ability and knowledge gave I
them a common topic. The fights,
many of which they saw together, j?
Viqh inner neaspd to be an absorbing |tl
interest with John Breen. g<
"Gil." He paused for a moment, f1
The older man was puffing as tthey ir
lifted over a rise of ground. "I'm ^
getting tired' of this training game, and
I haven't fought in the iring I
since Pug came up here. Fact is I'm
not so sure there is any real fight
in the business. Gil, it'a rotten business."
"Right, John."
"I've made up my mind to break
this training, Gil."
"I guessed you would, John."
Farm Questions
and Answers
Question?With my feed orops
ruined by the dry weather what can
I plant that will give me feed next
spring?
Answer: Both a hay and grain I
crop should be planted this fall. I
The hay crop should consist of I
about two bushels of cats with 20 I
pounds of vetch to the acre. This I
should be broadcast or drilled' in I
between September 15 and October I
1. For the grain ration we suggest I
two bushels of oats, five pecks of I
wheat, or two bushels of barley. The I
oats and barley should be sown be- I
tween October 1 and 15, and the 11
wheat betwwen October 15 and No- 1
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Question?I have been trying to a'
iprove my land by planting cow- s*
:as. I get a fair crop of hay but el
ie corn crop the following, year is
x>r, the plants stunted and the
aves turn yellow. What is wrong a
1th the land? p
Answer?You are trying to do the tl
npossible. To improve land Dy S!
Wanting legumes, the hay or vines Vl
iust be left on the land. The crop a:
lention is a heavy feeder especially
>r potash and when you cut the g
ay you leave the land poorer than n
hen you started. Plow under the U
atire crop for best results or, if ?
le hay is cut, potash must be added I:
t the rate of 30 to 50 pounds of si
LUriate of potash to the regular v
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Question?How much acreage b
lanted to temporary pasture should s'
allow for each cow in my herd? n
Answer?The acreage allowed per P
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le productivity of the soil but cn
x>d land onehalf an acre will prouce
sufficient feed for spring graz- a
ier and will also leave a good h
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lent. A fertile soil however is n^' I
>ry for best results in any pastur 1
nd this should be fertilized with!
om four to five hundred pounds^ I
complete high grade fertilizer I
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ddkion of two tons of ground W I
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it grazing fcr two animals. * I
Question?I have ample range aM I
n abundance of green feed iot ^ 1
ullets that will begin to lay
ie middle of October. Would it u I
ife to ^.op feeding mash and de-1
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lone? I
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reat mistake. We harvet a I
umber of birds coming into % I
Moratory with a history 0{ t^B
onditions similar to those cutli^B
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ult of such feeding and slowly ^.1
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;uch pullets go iri.o the wH
.ouse under a handicap and
how good production. Ccntinue the H
lash feeding and develop the birds I
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rea about the size of West Virgin!
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