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THERE'S ONLY ONE By SOPHIE KERR m w w Sophie Kerr Underwood. WNU Service. ft , i - 1 1 ; : - SYNOPSIS " ' , .. . . f Preparing to clow her summer horn , -;( , and spend the winter In France with a V (rreat-aunt, Anne Vincent, a mlddlMged J . widow, accedes to the pleas el her adopt- ;: ed daughter Rachel, twenty and pretty, fbat she tell her about her real mother. k'- Anne, an unselflsh, understanding soul, . .2" nds httali-dlfflculCi Rachel learns nw real mother was beautiful eighteen-year-old Elinor Malloy, deserted by young- husband . before Rachel's birth. He was MUed In the World war. -w - In desperate flnaDCial straits, Elinor had , i' agreed to Rachel's adoption at birth by Anne, whose own baby had died. Elinor subsequently 'had married Peter Cayne; a wealthy New York business manr and had a son. To soften the story for Ra chel, Anne omits telling her that her mother had been callous and selflsh and had said: "It's odd your baby died and tnlite didn't" Rachel goes fishing with Bob Eddis, a local boy who runs a li brary and does wood carving. She re fuses his plea to stay in Rockboro and marry him, instead of going to New York. Anne and Rachel depart the next morning.- Rachel makes arrangements to stay in New York tor the winter with "Pink." a keen, vivacious girl absorbed in her job. After Anne sails, Rachel, bent on seeing her real mother, looks up Elinor Cayne's number. Rachel learns the Caynes are not yet in town. Pink takes Rachel to dinner at Tom and Rhoda Steele's where she meets Oliver Land, a shabby genteel young man out of work, who suggests that she apply for a job as a photographer's model for ad vertising Illustrations. He agrees to in troduce her to the head of an agency. Her desire to see Elinor Cayne Increases. Through Oliver Land she meets Louis Vlnco, is hired as a photographer's mod el and succeeds on her first assignment. Oliver makes her feel her indebtedness to him. On an assignment, Rachel meets Curt Elton, a young friend of Vlnco's. At lunch she learns that he is a country newspaper man spending a year In New York, planning to return home later to edit the paper his father left. That eve ning she receives flowers from him. She phones Mrs. Cayne's home but is rebuffed because she will not give her name. Later Curt reveals that Vlnco had received an inquiry from a private detective for a girl to go into a rich family and act as lady's maid to check up on some jewelry thefts. Rachel is amazed when she learns the name is Cayne. She urges Curt to persuade Vlnco to let her' meet Terrlss. the detective, hoping to get the job. CHAPTER VI Continued 11 Curt looked at his watch. "You order dessert and I'll go phone to Vlnco this minute." "But what do you want for des sert?" "Anything you like, only I want a large cup of coffee." Rachel ordered baked apples and the coffee and then waited, rigid with suspense, until Curt came back. "You were gone an agel What did he say, hurry, tell me?" she begged. "He thinks you're crazy, but he's going to send for the head of the detective, agency and talk it over jiulth hh. His name's Terriss, by rtnejway, and a very good egg; runs the niost reputable business in the city) won't touch scandal-sheet stuff. Baked apples, swell! For such a flossy-looking girl you have nice homely tastes. And listen, we've jot to hurry or we'll be late at the auto shop." "When will I see the detective agency roan?" "Tomorrow morning, half past nine, at Vinco's. And Vinco says he wants you to finish up your next appointments for him, provided, of course, you land the other Job." "Ob, but I will, of course. Oh, it was awfully kind of you. Curt. I'm - so ffatefuL", c- "Walt till you see wjiat happens before you go too grateful. I'm not a. pit sure I ought to have done tW. You may come up against some v thing pretty disagreeable, but if you do and you need any co-operation, or connivance, you Just remember that Fm on the,' doormat outside waiting for the signaL , Now I'll pay the check and we'll push off.", "I do wish you'd let me pay lor - my lunch.:iif.Si'-(Sf ;'V:. "I told you before not to annoy me with' 8uch:remarks.;-vil. . - Theyhad:t6' wo "late, for the photographer ' was grimly "get on making no mistakes this .time, so there were takes and retakes and adjustments : and checking . up on each detail between poses. She had to change from the light sport cos tume needed in the picture to her own clothes, but Curt waited lor her and was there in the shadows of the studio entrance. "You poor kid, I know you're dead," he said.- "I've got:to dash uptown, or IM.taltt you home.- Are you still set on this housemaid stunt?" "Yes, at least I'm going to find out what it's all about." "Then, if you don't mind I'll come round in the morning and Join the conference. I want to know what it's all about, too, I feel responsible for getting you into it." "Oh, wUl you? That makes me feel heaps better thanks ever so much, Curt! You're a lamb!" By the time she reached home she wasn't so tired, expectation had begun to come back and with Curt to stand by she would be surer of herself. The flat was empty, Pink had left a note saying she had gone to dinner with a man from her of fice, so Rachel put on house pa jamas and foraged for bread and milk and fruit in agreeable solitude. Just as she sat down to eat the door bell trilled. "Oh damn!" she said aloud. "Wouldn't you know that would hap pen!" It was Genie Moore from across the hall and Genie was in a great rush. "Isn't Pink here?" she asked. 71 msm f I ifte LK1 "Yon Poor Kid, I Know You're Dead." He Said. "What a' nuisance! I wanted to bor row a hat, I've got a swanky date for the theater and Harlem and he said specially not to dress, this frock is all right but I haven't got a thing to put on my head that looks festive or eveningish." "Neither have I," said Rachel, looking coldly at Genie's selflsh blonde prettlness, "and I can't lend Pink's things when she's not here." "Oh, that's all right I'U take what I want. Pink won't mind." She walked into Pink's room, and began to- rummage, 1 coining out -a. moment later with Fink's new white beret -"This is JusTt whaV I want how lucky she- didn't wear It" ' "Lucky for who?" asked Rachel ' Genie laughed. "Lucky.' for me, sweetness and light Ten Pink I'U bring it back in the morning." ' "You can tell her yourself. Pink's not crazy about lending her hats." "She won't mind," said Genie, undisturbed. "I'll tell her." "That'll start another row with Pink, I suppose," thought Rachel, returning to her bread and milk. "She'll think I did it purposely b cause of my evening dress. A good thing Tm getting out of here. - Ge nie's a horrid little moocher." She ate slowly, thinking of (he morning and her own mother, and with this came thoughts of Anne. How would Anne feel about all this, wouldn't' it seem as if Rachel had been ungrateful and deceitful? Anne wouldn't want her to go into Elinor Cayne's house, Rachel was sure of that and she began to wonder if she could avoid telling Anne. But that would be shameful, cowardly. A second ring of the bell startled her. '1 suppose Genie's come back for slippers and an evening coat", she thought as she opened the door. But Genie was not there, it was someone below ' at the street entrance1 who was ringing. Rachel pressed the electric opening button and then went out on the landing to discover Oliver . Land coming up. . "I was near by and thought I'd take a chance," he said. "It's been a griefs, age since I saw you. Where's the girl friend out? Thafs good 1 always have a feeling she'd like to spit on me. Those are smart pajamas, very becoming and look at you, sitting here alone eat ing bread and milk, funny!" "What's funny about it?" "The most beautiful model in the city ought to be out whooping it up." His face was white, his queer gray eyes were bright and malicious and he didn't seem quite steady on his feet "Sit down and stop staring at me," said Rachel. "I'm going to finish my humble meal. I'm hun gry," "I'm hungry, too," said Oliver, "it's quite a while since I ate." He sat down suddenly, folding up, thin and broken. Rachel was terrified, but she ran to his aid, pulled him back in the chair, held salts under his nose and as he stirred and coughed, she brought a glass of sherry, the only liquor in the apartment, and this she dribbled into his slack, half oper mouth. As she did it she no ticed how very thin he was, his collar loose on his neck, his arm a bone in a flapping sleeve. "He's starving," she thought. "He's starv ing! Oh, this is dreadful, dread ful!" She tried to lift him farther up in the chair, but he came alive and pushed her away. "Sorry," he murmured apologet ically, "I'm making a nuisance of myself. Don't bother" "Lie down on the sofa," begged Rachel, "I'll help you. Come along, it'll be better for you to lie down and I'll get you something hot to drink." He staggered to his feet and with Rachel helping managed the half dozen steps to the sofa. "It's my head," he whispered, "it's queer." She left him and ran to the kitch en. Thank goodness she hadn't used all the milk. As soon as it was hot enough she brought him a cup of it. "Now try to drink this," she coaxed, "it's just what you need. Wait let me hold it." She supported his head and he sipped the milk. "I'm sorry," he said again, weak ly, "I ought not to have come." "But what's the matter? Are you sick? Where's Bill? You two are so" Oliver was sitting up now. "1 oughtn't to have come, I tell you. Bill and I've been thrown out of the hotel, we haven't been able to pay our room rent for three weeks and we're both down to carfare and we've been trying to find some body who'd tide us over, just a loan, things are bound to break better for us soon, and there it is. Forget it, Rachel. I'll be all right in a min ute or two." "But you said you were hungry, Oliver,' that you hadn't eaten tor a long time." "- "Did I say that? I'm a fool! When did I say it?" "Just before you' fainted. Is it true, are you hungry?" "Not any hungrier than usual. I bad coffee this morning, and a rolL the maid on our floor sneaked them off somebody else's tray. She's a good old? scout ".J I Rachel looked about her distract edly. There's almost nothing in the house to eat, but I can phone to that little.!, j-estaurant across the street and get them to send some thing." - (TO BE CONTINUED) lovely arrangements of mixed au tumn flowers, A beautiful bride's cake topped with a miniature brida and bridegroom was cut. Miss Fran ces Lister cut the button, Mrs. Percy Jennings, the ring, Mrs. Walter E. Berry, the thimble, Mrs. Cartwright, the pin, and Mrs. Sara Pritchard, the money. Games were played during the evening with Mrs. Miles Scott, Mrs. Jarvis Scott and Mrs. George A. Hal stead winning prizes. The hostesses served delicious ice cream and cake. F Mrs". Jennings was the recipient of many lovely and useful gifts. The guests included Mesdames G. M. Williams, G. D. Brickhouse, B. H. Ward, J. H. Barkwell, Clyde Small, Pritchard, Sara Pritchard, Glenn Pendleton, Ivey Wilson, Jarvis Scott, Lloyd Halstead, Selma James, Ida Huller, Wilma Ives, Dempsey Morris ette, Ada Trueblood, C. J. Morse, Bennie James, W. C. Morse, M. L. Palmer, William Jennings, U. P. Ives, M. C. Stanley, Leroy Markham, George O. Halstead, James Culli pher, J. G. Brown, Alvin Hawkins, M. L. Scott, George Markham, Ed ward Ives, G. R. Markham, G. E. Small, George Scott, George Fletcher, W. L. Thompson, A. A. Meads, Elizabeth F. Jennings, Theodore Fletcher, Marvin Lister, Johnnie Fletcher, Walter E. Berry, Cecil Everett, J. G. Jennings, Grace Cart wright, John Corbett, Willie Ives, Lucy Haste, Willie J. Ives, Julian Cartwright, W. F. Berry, W. A. Turner, Alice Wilcox, Walter Mark ham, Percy Jennings, Miles Scott, Sam Cartwright, Willard Markham; Misses Gladys Ward, Bessie J. Ward, Ruth Bateman, Hilda Clontz, Nola Walters, Clara Deese, Marjorie James, Doris Wilcox, Alice Markham, Gertrude Thompson, Annie Marie Jackson, Lois Herring, Isabelle Cart wright, and Annie B. Jennings; Mes srs. B. H. Ward, Ellis Jones and Roy Ward. "Lost Horizon" Best ; Ten Films In One ' In book form, "Lost Horizon" wove Such spell around hitherto charm oof sophisticates v that they went X of their way to. hymn the praises of James Hilton's fantastic story of mystic and forbidden Tibet. As a photoplay, deservedly applauded from oast to coast in its triumphant road show, tour, just concluded, "Lost Horizon" emerges as two or three of the Vbest ien$ films of the year roll ed 1 to one. ,p f i s Scenically and photographically it is a triumph. The illusion of being in faraway Tibet is retained through out The contrast between tbV an cient East and the modern West is rtriking but never incongruous. -The Lnpact of Occidental upon Oriental liaa the force of Kipling brought up to date and played against the stark background of an airplane disaster, a Chinese revolution and a , breath taking snowslide. - . - t r It is in these snow scenes that the r'cture attains its greatest photc-:--:'Jc beauty. .The wide expar.ccr cf riow-covered mountain sides, tl s -uhlrping- the snow throu-h larous mountain passes, the awe . . 3 sweep of the avalanche that -3 c!t an entire party of porters: i ' i rre v.ots that must be seen jLr t:.ey c . ,;t te given their true serenity of the hidden valley of Shangri-la, with its unbelievably beautiful white lamasery, : afford marked' photographic contrast to the awesome snowscapes at the beginning and end of the picture. : It is here that the little band kidnaped from revolution-torn Bakul find romance and high adventure. ' The characterization is excellent throughout; -Ronald Colman, one of our suavestand'aumt" likeable leading men, is the.'ideat chpice for; Robert, Conway, the"? ifenlpire-builder"t who longs for peace of spirit.' ' . - John Howard is equally- effective as his Impetuous " brother. Just 'the right spicing' of comedy is provided by Edward Everett Horton as the s4sent-minded paieantologist and Thomas Mitchell as the deposed utili ties tycoon who is a fugitive from justice..-, Jane Wyatt brings beauty and romance to Shangri-la as Sondra and Margo and Isabel Jewell fulfill admirably the roles assigned to them. Sam Jaffa as the two-hundred-year-old High Lama has what is probably one of the longest and most difficult speeches ever recorded on a sound trsr':. His appearance in the picture ia I :::f but on his shoulders rests ty of bringing creditibility to 1 ' -y. That he succeeds is the I.' i r-3 one can pay to him. II. i:. r, too," as the; High Le7-i'8i"5f -,;8tant, brings another g- i i -'.crization to the pic ture "" "' a "must" picture. Everyone who has read the book will want to see it and those who haven't read the book will want to see it, too. Frank Capra's direction is flawless and Robert Riekin'S adapta tion of the novel fully merited the praise given to it by Mr. Hilton him' self. Nor is this surprising- when one recalls the past triumphs of this writing-directing combination. In "Lost Horizon," : however, the men who gave us'Mr.-v Deeds" and "It Happened One Night to name only iwo-nhjive scored what is even greater triumph. ' PERQUIMANS BRIDE HONORED Mesdames J. 6. Jennings, Willard Markham, William Jennings and Walter E. Berry, complimented ' Mrs. Ernest Jennings, of Elizabeth City, at a miscellaneous shower on Friday evening at the. home of ; Mrs. J. G, Jennings at, WeeksvUle. vMrs. - Jen- feings was before her marriage Miss Ruth Ward, the attractive-daughter of Mr.1 and Mrs. B H. Ward, of Winfall. j .V. " - A color , scheme of orange and black was carried out in ' the decora tions, the house being- decorated With CHICKS - Colds and Fever LIQUID, YABLrr SA1.VR, : NOtK DROPS a tl9T BAY , HE HAC1- SO Uncle Jim Sags V .. . ..AfMfr. Increasing the acreage of meadow crops, pasturage,' and trees will aid in the increase of desirable game and song birds. ATTENDED CONFERENCE Among the Perquimans people who attended the Methodist Conference at Raleigh were Mrs. George Feilds and her daughter, Jeannette, of Hert ford; Mrs. W. R. Perry, Mrs. John Symons and Mrs. Will Elliott, of Chapanoke. They were in Raleigh for the Sunday services. jofffi.yoijfti HAIR ISA FRfGffTffERE, Wives, mothers, sisters they're often forced to point the way to hair health to their men folk! For women know that a healthy head produces handsome hair! And that's why women everywhere are pointing to Fonvol, the remarkable foaming oil shampoo which first nourishes the scalp, then takes the dull, parched hair and brings it back to gfowing health. Fonvol is so economical a little goes a long way. Ask your druggist for the regular 50c size. Or, write for a generous trial bot tle, enclosing 10c to cover packing and postaoe. FOr.l-OL Mora Itan " SNAPSHOT CUIL I LEARN YOUR LIGHTING I fc :if.ST:ibSif'i''i!a; I ' ' I r k j iff".".' ' 1 r , "J . , " I Careful lighting, low and to one side, gives this "character portrait" Its unusual firelight effect. TtAVB you ever tried shooting away a whole roll of film on one subject, not changing its position In the least but merely altering the way the light strikes It? It may seem foolish and extrava gant but it can be one of the most Important photographic lessons you ever took. Try it on this theory: that the ob jects in a picture have no real In terest In themselves but that all the interest is in the way they are lighted how the light strikes, how shadows are cast. Or, in the words of a great French photographer, that the subject is nothing, the lighting Is everything. Take a photofiood lamp in a re flector and arrange a number of small objects say some fruit spill ing from a bowl on a white table top. Have enough general room light to give detail in the shadows. Now set up your camera firmly with the light right beside it, tor your first picture. Take another with the light far to the left and high up. Take one with the light directly over the subject Take one with it behind the subject, shading the bnlb so that no direct light shines Into the cam era lens. Try as many positions as the length of the film roll allows. When the pictures are developed and print ed, the differences will astounj you. Study them and you will learn what can be done with light when it ia properly used. If you don't like still life, try a series of portraits, using the same person and the samo pose but dif ferent angles of lighting. From pic ture to picture, facial expression will vary astonishingly dead with fiat front light, sinister with the light low and directly in front, startled or even terrified with the light low and to one side, and so on. The same is true of landscapes. With each hour of the day they change, the deep morning shadows dwindling into noon and growing again Into the grandeur of evening. Light is the photographer's work ing material, the plastic clay from which he models his pictures. Study it. Learn what lighting can do and apply your knowledge and you will produce pictures of which you will be proud. John van Guilder STATE TREAT HERTFORD, N. C. COMFORTABLE AND ENTERTAINING BE Friday, November 26th CHARLES "BUDDY" ROGERS in "THIS WAY PLEASE" Also March of Time No. 1 - Act - News Saturday, November 27th SHOW OPENS AT 1:30 P. M. . THE LAWLESS BITE THE DUST! JMT m. AT logr fuJJK' l;J with THE THREE MESQUITEERS! Also Robinson Crusoe No. lOf and Comedy $10 To Be Given Away at 9 O'clock Monday and Tuesday, November 29 and 30 Frank Gapra'spril" n if II Also News! Wednesday, December 1 PRIZE NIGHT Aim Sothern Jack Haley Mary Boland Edward Horton "Dager Love ALSO, z; ii,' i -i i ' "'i- t.'YS,4ji l - Comedy and Act Thursday, December 2 Edward Arnold and Shirley Ross "Blossoms On March of Timer ' Act and News word. 1 1 the -t TRY RU-MV-TlM-WOIILD'a BUST LINIMRNl
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