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NINTH INSTALLMENT
Johnny Breen, 16 years rad, whc
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 friendly
darkness of a huge covered truckonly
to be kicked out at dawn?and
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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
in the rear of their second-hand
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 and
the world commences to open for
Johnny Breen . . . Malone, an oldtimer,
is backed in a health-farm
venrure?taking Breen with him.
There they meet and come to know
Gilbert Van Horn. John attracts
Van Horn, who learns of Breen's
Mother, named Harriet. Learning
John's desire for an engineering
course at Columbia University--he
rdvances the money. John comes to
know Josephine, Van Horn's ward
Now we find John at school.
New go on with the story
"You become a driver, ,or an ass,
and possible bo.h. You attempt to
impose your ideas upon human beings.
you show them how to lay a
thousand bricks where formerly
they only placed half as many in
the same space of time. You develop
nf affieienev ATM mass nro
duction, but none of you has the
slightest conception of the underlying
problems of human life. Dees
life become more bearable or more
p.-oductive of happiness? By heavens,
we know more abcut teaching
in the kindergarten than we do in
the schools of applied science.
Science?a great word John, a word
to ccnjure with, especially when applied.
The rigorous application of
science to life. Ah, this would lead
?" Harboard stopped and looked
closely at John. The face of the
student was white, drawn.
"What would it lead to?" John
was eager.
"To Christianity, John. To tolerance."
When Harboard left, John
thought long and earnestly upon
the things the older man had criticized.
Mentally he was far less able
than when he entered the schools
of higher learning.
Midnight came and John still sat
dull-eyed. His pipe had gone out
and he neglected his books. The
task befcre him loomed like a
mountain of lead.
ui a suaaen oonn creen lost ms
hold on the job ahead. He tore off
his green shade, slipped on his coat,
caught his cap and started cut of
the door, walking down the stairs
as if in a trance.
Out through the black wicket of
the dorms, down the long, wet.
black-paved avenues, below the
naked windswept arches of the
great cathedral rising gaunt and
massive against the dull orange cf
the midnight sky, lit by a billion
distant city lamps, reflected downward
from the cloudy vault. It was
raining, and this seemed to fit his
mood. On, and on, away from books,
away from tasks and taskmasters,
and away from his drudging, grinding
self, he trudged. He turned
down Fif.h Avenue, and ran easily
on the hard gravel, close to the low
coping of granite. At Forty-ninth
Street he turned east to Third Ave.,
and still dogtrctted on toward the
south. Policemen, flattened in doorways,
took him for a home-bound
watchman, or night worker, running
to escape the rain.
As he neared the Bowery, a
Strange iailgue came over ? m
slowed to a walk. Chills seized his
frame. His 'teeth chattered. He began
to run again; pain in his
Joints filled him with torture. H<
continued his pace, doggedly, passing
belc-w the deep shadow of Coo
per Union, where he had spent sucl
marvelous nights, where his sou
had glimpsed the bigness of the uni
verse. For a while he forgot th
shooting pains and rushed aheac
wild with sudden desire.
It was after one-thirty when 1"
Warrenton, North Carolina
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j Tunney Into Politics
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James J. (Gene) Tunney, retired
undefeated heavyweight champion,
is being prevailed upon to enter the
political arena as a candidate for
congressman-at-large or senatorial
toga on the Democratic ticket in j
Connecticut at the November elec- J
tions. Both Roosevelt and National
Chairman Farley favor his making
the race. .
passed the Clothing Emporium. He
searched for the name of Lipvitch
in faded letters. He thought of
knocking at the door, stopped for
a moment, and then in new gilt letters
he saw the words. Aaron Levy,
accessor, beneath the old sign of
he I "tporium?New and Second
-land, llis bearings were gone.
Where was Channon LipvitchWhere
was he? Now the city was
driving him back again to the slimy
waters of the harbor. The whole
world began to totter; dark spans
of the Brooklyn Bridge towered like
a massive threat, magnified by the
wet mist as he had seen it once befoi
Cars clanged, vessels bulked
high above him. He walked across
the wide river-front street. He was
playing a game with himself, and
in it he forgot his misery.
Suddenly John Breen stumbled.
His hands shot out before him as he
fell, something yielded, and in an
agony of realization he clutched
desperately as he plunged head
fo.-emos: through the door of a
night-owl lunch car, backed
against the head of a slip. Light instead
of darkness, warmth, and the
steaming aroma of a coffee urn,
not the slime and cold of the river!
With a bound his senses came to
him. A lock of terror froze upon
his face.
"Wodelyouhavo?" The lunch
car watcher roused himself suddenly
and removed a pair of brogans
from the counter. He eyed John
suspiciously.
"Coffee." John uttered ihe word
in a hollow voice. His head felt
queer. The sniffy warmth of the
car was grateful.
The man in the lunch car rubbed
his eyes, shuffled over to a small)
cupboard, took out a heavy china
mug without a handle. He dashed
seme white fluid into this from a
can with a spout, and placed the
cup under the tap on the urn, running
it full. Suddenly John realized
chat he had on an old suit, saved
for evening study, that he had lef:
his room without a cent in his
pocket. Even his vest, in which he
sometimes carried change, and his
watch, had been left behind.
" Wcdelyouhave, doughnuts or
pie?" the man asked.
"Hold on," John hastened to
warn him, "I'm flat. Haven't a red
cent with me. But?"
"Though so," interrupted the man
behind the counter, "but see'n yer
so damn honest, have a couple sinkers,"
and he passed the rings to
Jchn.
"Thanks," John munched the
doughnuts ravenously,
j "Don't mention it. Keep the
change." The sleepy lunch car man
settled comfortable on his perch.
"I'll send the money down tomorrow."
"Send it? Rats! I took this job at
supper, an' I'm quittin' at break,
fast. The guy what owns it's mar!
ried an' home sleepin' wid his wife,
i Damn glad you wa'n't no stick-up.
. Get the hell out o' here an' let me
5 sleep."
> John B.-een again went into the
- wet. He lcoked at 'the river. A shud
der of terror came over him. He
i turned and ran westward, the
il warmth of the coffee gradually
- wearing away. But as he chilled he
e' knew that he had to keep going,
I, he caught his second wind, he knew
that he was heading for the dorms.
ie It was ten o'clcck in the forenoon
THE WA1
^^IESENBER6
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when the grayhea/red dormitory
maid entered John Breen's room.
Damp clothing hung over the chair
near his bed and John, In levered
slumber, tossed in his blankets. He
had returned at daybreak and
throwing off his clothes and rolled
into his bed half dead with exhaustion.
Hacboard, on his way to an early
seminar, stopped to investigate.
John's door was open, the maid
was talking volubly, the hall superintendent
and a young doctor, a
great bulk of a man, bent over the
bed.
"Bad?" asked Harboard anxiously.
"Fever and exhaustion." The doctor,
a famous football coach, turned
to Harboard, adding with nonprofessional
candor, "I can't make
him cut." He held a stetnoscope ?
his hand. "Heart and lungs O. K.
Know him?" the doctor asked.
"Well; we are ra:her good friends.
He was all right last nlgat but?"
"Here, you mean?" the Doctor
tapped his forehead knowingly. His
swift eye took in the disorder of
scattered textbooks and papers.
"Engineering." explained Harbcard.
" 'Applied science.' Rottenest
cramming system in the world.
Kills them off quick, or, if they hold
out, nine out cf ten are mentally
strained. Come out wth case-hardened
skulls that orack if they get
ideas. Few of 'em ever crack," he
added dryly. "What about him, doc;or?"
Harboard asked anxiously.
The maid was tucking John in, and
cne of the hall attendants come
up with some warm milk.
"Needs rest, I should say; nursing?a
change. But what a body!
Best all-round specimen I'\> come,
across in a long time. Nothing
ovqrdone; smooth as silk. What is
he, anyhow?"
"Been a scrapper. A regular
knock-'m'out," Harboard explained,
lowering his voice. "Something fine,
about the boy, though. He has ideas
that's the trouble Mtfth him. We
were taking las* night. I never realized
his state, or? Well, thank God
it's no worse. Anyhow he's got to
quit for a while."
The doctor looked about. "Right.
Complete resi, and a change. Get
him out of this." He nodded forcefully
at the room and its furnish
IllgO.
"Have you Mr. Van Horn's address?"
Harboard asked of the su- .
perintendent. "I think he had better
be advised."
* * *
Josephine Lambert was enjoying
one of her periods of retirement,
times when she took herself with
elaborate seriousness. It was past .
ten in the evening; she was absorbedin
the life story cf Marie Bashkir.seff.
Her long lashes, dark in
contrast with her hair, gave her an
air of study, a bace knee peeped
from the white folds of her gown, a
pink roguish knee. Her feet were
doubled under her.
Josephine was reading the strange '
will of Marie Bashkirtseu. "I don't
think I have ever had any base, interested,
depraved thoughts. It is .
rarely that one can say this, but in
my case it is true."
On the night Josephine was reading
Bashkirtseff, and later on leisurely
preparing for bed, John
Breen was coming to the breakaway
with his overload of study. Josephine
lingered in the warmth of her
bedroom, a fire burning in the
grate. Aunt Wen had gone to bed
but Josephine was very much
awake .
o'U ~ i. a i._ 1 t-? >_ ?
one oiiu uuten uunn creen b pnutcgraph
from Van Horn's room, the
one in short fighting trunks, his
right fist guarding his abdomen, his
left advanced, his eyes straight
ahead, a stiff pompadour rising
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from Ws fcrehead. John had a look'
cf the most Insolent confidence on
his determined face.
Josephine looked ait John's picture.
She smiled. Putting it on her
dresser she dropped her robe and
stood before the tall mirrcrs; for a
moment she assumed the pose of
the fighter. "Strip neat, myself,"
she murmured, coloring. An<i then
she slipped hito her pajamas and
Jumped into the big bed under the
canopy.
Her hand reached for the light
switch. She looked over at the photograph.
"Young prize fighter, I'd
have you dizzy, if you were here."
And then she laughed. What would
Marie BashkirtsefT have dene, with
a fighter?
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van Horn moiureu uuwu uvm
Greenbough, teaming at a wild pace,
Pug Malone at his side and Judge
Kelly In the back bouncing about
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17 Isaac Davis
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nr? "riuOl. o. n]r XJ
William X. rum tx, xiaun. 11.
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FRIDAY, SEPT!
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Carolina Tel. & Tel. Co.
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W. H. Dameron Co. et als
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H. A. Tucker
51 Lewis Fields et al
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Grover C. Brown
TUESDAY, SEPT
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21 H. M. Davis
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Richard Alston
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the farm. John was sick. The thing
was ificredibCe. In the meantime
the house in the middle fifties was
astir, Josephine in a flutter. Had
she dreamed this, or what?
Continued Next Week
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TEMBER 22, 1932
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Gibbs
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EMBER 26, 1932
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