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Show LEW FREE PRESS, LEHI, UTAH of men only athos-lan- d" By Emilie Loring SYNOPSIS Brooke Reyburn visits the office of Jed art. lawyer, to discuss the terms of ;an esUte she bas Inherited from Mrs. she Armanda Dane. L'nwi'ingly verbearf Jed talking to Mark Trent. Ittephew of Mr. Dane who has Mrs. Dane had Lived at disinherited. Lookout House, a huge structure by the ea, built by her fa'.hcr and divided into Biu.ike two. fur her and Mark's father. bad been a fashion expert, and Mrs Dane, "shut-In,on her the rariio. a hearing bad Invited her to call and developed a discloses for her. Mark affection leep that Mrs. Dane had threatened to disinherit him If he married Lola, from hum lie is now divorced He says he does not trust Henri and Clotilde Jacques. Mrs. ! He says he is not Dane's servants teresttd In an offer of Brooke's to share the estate with him. Leaving her department store job, Brooke refuses an offer to ."go stepping" with Jerry Field, a carefree young man who wants to marry her. At a family conference she learns she must live at Lookout House alone, since Lucette, ber younger sister who Is taking her Job, her brujtier. Sam, a young playwright, and her mother plan to stay In the city. Jed and Mark are astounded when they hear from Mrs. Gregory, a family friend, that bad witnessed a hitherto unknown will with Henri and Clotilde two weeks before Mrs. Dane died. Brooke had arrived Just as she wei leaving. Jed suggests that Mark open his part of Lookout House. iget friendly with Brooke and try toto (ind about the will. Jed agrees stay i out with him. Mark accepts Brooke's Invita- at dinner for a tlon family Thanksgiving Lookout. Mrs. Reyburn announces on in-- I (Thanksgiving eve that she has been Tited to England. Sam and Lucette decide j to move in with Brooke and Sam plans to produce a new play locally. After the Thanksgiving dinner Brooke tells Mark that Utile of Mrs. Dane's silver collection Is left. Jerry Field and his sister Daphne drop In and announce they will be neigh- txrs for the winter. tie lirj tx-e- in-- ' 'he ( ' j I ' . CI1 AFTER IV Continued 7 "It must have been Mrs. Dane's friend Mrs. Gregory; they call her the Empress here. So she has called. That means, if she likes us, that we shall be admitted into the inner social circle. Jerry, I was so dazed by your appearance that I forgot to ask what you meant by ;that word 'neighbor.'" "Sure, we're neighbors. Daphne and I have taken a house here for ,the season." "Season! What season?" ' "This winter, of course. Didn't jyou say that many of the houses (Were to be kept open?" " Surprise "Ye-But why crisped Brooke's voice. "I've been wanting for years to paint snow. Found I could hire a house with a studio here. You don't mind, I hope?" "Don't be foolish, Jerry. Of course I don't, only" "No matter what Brooke thinks, I'm all for it, Mr. Field," Lucette .encouraged. "It will be grand to have someone kind of young in the neighborhood and Oh, Sam, two more recruits for the cast of your play! Line of applicants for parts will please form on the left." "Play What play? I adore dramatics." Daphne Field's voice and 'eyes were eager. "We've been talking about producing Sam's comedy, 'Islands 'Arise,' for charity. Of course it's terrific job. We always paint our own scenery "Hold! Jerry the boy artist will paint the scenery;" Field's enthusiasm cooled "afraid my box of a studio wouldn't be big enough j s. I I though." "There is a large empty room on the second floor next to Lucette's. Couldn't decide just how to furnish it, so I've waited. We can use that. Won't it be grand, Sam?" Brooke explained and same breath. demanded in the "Yeah, but what does that prove? How do I know whether the Field team can act, or whether they'll gum up the show?" "Don't be a grouch, Master Reyburn," Lucette jibed. "You'd better page the family Lost and Found Department for your manners. I adore neighbors. I'm pleased purple that we are to have two such snappy ones." Mark Trent straightened and flung the cigarette he had but a moment before lighted into the fire. He kept his eyes on Lucette as he announced : "Newsflash! Not two new neighbors, but four, lady. I'm opening my house next week. Jed Stewart and I will keep bachelor hall there. My announcement doubtless lacks the romantic overtones of Field's, but we'll do our best to make you Keyburns neighbor-conscious- ." In the firelit library of his house, Mark Trent was perched on the corner of the large flat desk. As he filled his pipe he compared the air of dignified restful-nes- s of the room with its deep manchairs in the smoking-roobook lined ner , an 1 its walls, divided half way up by a gallery,, with the charm of its twin on the other side of the brocade hangm two-sto- ry -- ing which screened the door connecting the two houses. Jed Stewart, lounging in a crimson leather chair, hands in his trousers pockets, legs outstretched, was staring at the blazing logs, watching the blue and yellow, copper and green tongues of flame lick at the The faint thunder of chimney. waves dashing against ledges, the ceaseless crying of sea gulls stole through the heavy hangings drawn across the long windows. Impatiently he sat up. "We've been here a week, Mark, and we are not the fraction of a degree nearer finding that last will ana testament of Mary Amanda Dane's if thera is such a thing." best when the interested works with me. Get that?" party Emilie Lorir.f. Mark's laugh was quick and disWNU Service. arming. "Hold everything. Bill Harrison; can't walk out on us like that. you "And the silver; don't forget the Sit down again. Jed, tell him what the silver, Jed. I can account for Mrs. Gregory told us about the will will being lost if there was one she witnessed. You understand. Inbut what has become of the silver? that there may be nothing I've had it so much on my mind spector, to it so it's off the record." that I consulted Bill Harrison." "Say, Mark, do you suppose I "Who's he?" on the force by talking climbed "The inspector in charge of po- my head up oil" I play the rules. Spill lice headquarters across the causeit, Mr. Stewart." way. He's been on the force here Stewart repeated Mrs. Gregory's since I was a small Loy." announcement that she astonishing "What did he say about the sil- had witnessed a will of Mary ver?'" Amanda Dane's of a date later than "He didn't say. he doesn't talk the will allowed; told of the decision much. He asked a few questions of Mark and himself to turn deabout the Jacques and said he would tectives and of their absolute to date. drop in here this afternoon to take a look around. Mrs. Gregory is cornBill Harrison blew a Inspector ing later hope they don't meet I perfect smoke ring. Met us. asked her to have tea with "Did Mrs. Gregory say there was her yesterday on the street, and else but Mrs. Dane anyone her be known that she let it feelings and the otherpresent when she witnesses were hurt that I had not invited her before. I I asked her to bring signed?" "No." Miss Reyburn." Mark Trent's answer was nothing Mark Trent slid from the desk short of explosive. The inspector's and absentmindedly twirled a globe soft grudging laugh, in such marked which showed the countries of the contrast to his eyes, the world as they had been before brought guilty color to his face. It had remade of Versailles Treaty wasn't keeping back information not the map of Europe. to tell that Brooke Reyburn had "Do you think Brooke Reyburn driven in that afternoon just as suspects that we are here as amaMrs. Gregory had driven out from teur detectives, Jed?" Lookout House, was it? We may be, but "Amateurs! Bill Harrison rose. With you've called in a professional on a Inspector cigar tucked in one corner of his the job, haven't you? You can't tell what that girl thinks, but why mouth, he nodded. "I'll be going. Guess I've got all should she suspect our reason for the Don't give that Henri dope. more than here and being Field's, one couldn't suspect that lad of Jacques and his wife the idea that ulterior motives. He always looks you've missed the silver. Let it to me as if he were on the verge of drop out of their minds. When you kissing a lady's hand. Why didn't have any news, come to headquaryou accept the lead in Sam's com- ters, don't phone. That reminds me. edy? It was offered to you, wasn't Know anything about the people who've started the filling station it?" "It was, but long ago I outgrew here on the point?" "No. But I understand that Henri dramatics. What do you think of 'Islands Arise' that's the name of Jacques is recommending them." the play, isn't it?" "Oh, he is? That Henri's just nat"That it will get a fair hearing, urally helpful, ain't he? Well, I must at least. The theater-goin- g world get back." He added in his soft perisn't so cocky and as it suasive voice: was some years ago and it may "Whenever you're ready to come appreciate Sam's ideas and ideals. across with the name of the other in the lead, party who was in the neighborhood You'd be a knock-ou- t of Lookout House the day that last fella." "I wouldn't take part in the play will of Mrs. Dane's was signed, if I were aching to act. I see the Mark, I'm just across the causeReyburns as seldom as possible. way. I'll be seeing you." "Don't go yet, Bill!" Thanksgiving day when Brooke He mustn't leave thinking that he started to thank me for pulling her from under that car, I burned with and Jed were holding out on him, shame when I remembered why I Mark realized. had accepted her invitation. I don't Jed Stewart grabbed Mark's care for this spy stuff, even if I do shoulder. "Hold on, Mark. See who's here!" believe that the girl by some hocus Mark Trent turned. pocus hypnotized Aunt Mary AmanSurprise da." brought him to his feet, wiped the "You show it. Getting to be the smile fromhis lips. That couldn't strong, silent type, aren't you, be Lola on the threshold! It was. Mark? If you feel that way about Hunt, her name was now, Lola her, why did you ask Mrs. Gregory Hunt, he must remember. to bring Brooke here this afternoon? "Say, Mark, I'll be making my You never have been fair to that He nodded response to Bill Harrigirl. You started with the idea that she's crooked, and you're sticking son's mumble. Knew when he to it like honey to a glass dish." opened the door which led to the Trent blew a shrill whistle print room and vanished. Evidently through his fingers. Stewart the inspector didn't care to meet Lola. Who did? With the question laughed. "I get you, the stop signal. I'll Mark thrust his hands hard into his toss her a posy, then I'll quit. I'm coat pockets and took a step for- -' supposed to be stage manager of ward. "Well?" Sam's play, but I'd sure make a The sound was more a growl than mess of it without Brooke as my property woman. She's executive a word, he realized, as he looked and then some. She never forgets." steadily at the woman who had "When does the play come off?" been his wife. Had been. At last "First Thursday in January. Sam he had come to think of her in the thought of New Year's eve but gave past tense. It had taken three years that up for fear he couldn't lure a to accomplish that. The shame, the producer away from New York fes- humiliation, the unbearable heartache he had suffered in the years tivities." "That isn't far off. We'll have a they had lived together swept over grand celebration here for the cast him in a sickening tide. What did and friends who come from town. she want now? She was the type of We'll invite the neighbors to supper woman who constantly and everlastand dance after the show. Have you ingly wanted something. Wasn't he a speaking part?" giving her enough? There had been Mark Trent stopped speaking to no justice in his giving her anystare at the ceiling. Had a door thing, but when she had written banged overhead, or had he imag- him that her current husband was ined the sound? The servants, Taku out of a job and that she was hunand Kowa, were in the kitchen at gry, what could he do but make her this time of day; they wouldn't be an allowance till the man found on the third floor anyway, he had work? Her clothing had a cheap not had that opened up, plenty of smartness; the dark brilliance of her eyes was intensified by artificial room below for Jed and himself. A man entered the room with a shadows; her skin was thick and purposeful stride. He was ample of flushed; her short black hair needed trimming; her mouth drooped at the jowl, slightly opulent at he had the flinty eyes of an corners. She pouted lips which reeagle who can stare straight at the sembled nothing so much as a sun. A sense of force was his out- bloody smear. "Don't stare at me as if I were standing characteristic. "Here I am, Mark. That Jap out- a ghost from out a purple past, side wanted to bow me in, but I Mark. I told your Jap that I was shooed him off." Inspector Bill Har- an old friend, that I wanted to surrison's voice was surprisingly soft prise you. I hate to keep the gentlemen standing. Won't you ask me with a persuasive inflection. "Glad you've come. Inspector. to sit down?" Without waiting for an answer, This is my friend Jed Stewart." she sank into the large chair be"How nodded. Harrison Inspector are you, Mr. Stewart. Does he know fore the fire. "Still pals you two, aren't you? about the silver, Mark?" He lowered himself into a deep chair and Funny how much longer friendship lasts between men than love beaccepted a cigar. "Yes, he's staying here to help tween a man and woman. Mark, I came here to talk to you. Jed, you me us solve the mystery." "What else have you lost?" may go." Mark Trent's hand closed on "Why do you think we've lost anyStewart's arm with a grip which thing else?" "Would you two city guys come to turned his naiU white. this burg to stay just to find a lot of "Jed will stay and hear what you have to say. Surely we can have no silverware?" "It's more than mere silverware; secrets from the man who saw us the pieces are antiques of great through the divorce court." She shrugged. "All right with me. value." Inspector Harrison pulled himself I've nothing to lose. Thought you from the enticing crimson depths to might object to having what I say his feet. get on the air." "All right, Mark, have it your own "Methinks the lady is implying way, but I ain't mixin' up in a case that I'm a gossip." where folks are holding out on me. (TO BE CONTIMED. I work Special Police Bar Women, Wolves from Holy Community Capital Called Karyes, Meaning "Nuts to You" in English Halliburton Explores It t pau tiiM'iiiaypwy '' ,vp urn Kwmmm pity n mamm m vwmnmwm " m. n unwin jiw mw umiiwiwwm1 s ''. j .;' J""i? 'iimjoiw-jj"i'wwwi- ' ' Ikl i Jv; itf .. ' ss bird-of-pre- hard-boile- d get-away- ." .vaist-line; y Some of the monasteries are as big as small villages. This one is a third of a mile around the walls. Life lived there exactly as it was a thousand years ago. By RICHARD HALLIBURTON Author of "The Royal Road to Romance," etc. exists today in Europe a little country, washed by the Aegean sea, so fantastically different from all other countries in the world that in writing about it I am aware I shall be straining the credulity of my readers to the utmost. So let me assure you at the outset that every word of this story is strictly true, and can be authenticated in any reference book on the subject. THERE shores of this peninsula, placed four or five miles apart, are twenty lonely and isolated communities. Each is enclosed within a huge medieval stone building, walled and battlemented, and built around a court. These communities are monasteries. Several of them were founded between the years 900 and 1000. Several more in the 1100's. The monasteries are giants in size. The largest measures nearly d of a mile around its walls. Another is ten stories high. Fortress, castle, college, church, all in one, they were all built in beauty and in grandeur by the outpourings of riches from the emperors of old Byzantium. It is in these vast religious refuges that the entirely masculine population of Athos lives. . . four thousand monks. And it has been their abbots who have passed the unique laws forbidding any creature of the female sex from profaning the holiness of this heaven. Noted for Size, Splendor. Byzantium now Istanbul in the year 900 was the most zealously Christian city ever known. The Eastern Orthodox church dominated it completely. But for numbers of citizens in this excessively religious metropolis, Byzantium was not half pious enough. These fanatics, protected and supported by the state, retreated to the wild and uninhabitedand dramatically beautifulpeninsula of Athos. Here, as monks, they turned their zeal into the construction of monasteries. In the center of each monastic court the monks built a church in the form of a Greek cross. Into these churches were poured the gold and silver and jewels which Byzantium, then mistress of the western world, had wrested from a hundred subject nations. Not pounds, but tons of gold were spread across the ikons and the altars. Huge gold chandeliers hung from the domes; huge gold candelabra, higher than a man, lit the holy treasuries. Once these churches were finished, the monks held gorgeous services, conforming rigidly to the ritual fixed by the Patriarch. That was in the year 950. And what remains today of all this glory? Everything! Ever fleck of gold, every jewel, every ikon, every slightest detail in the services, exist in 1937 exactly as 1,000 years ago. The first generations of Athonian monks rendered an incalculable service to humanity, for they possessed cultural as well as spiritual Into their monasteries strength. they brought all the previously written books they could lay their hands on. Sixth, Fifth, even Fourth century manuscripts, collected from Egypt and Arabia, Syria and the East, found their way to Mount one-thir- This country is almost a thousand years old, and has a government which has functioned uninterruptedly over a longer span of time than any other government on earth. But in all this time it has never introduced a single new idea in politics, education, or science. The four thousand people who inhabit it occupy the same venerable buildings, read the same parchment books, wear the same style of clothes, lead the same kind of lives to the minutest detail, as their country's founders in the Tenth century. In the midst of progress and evolution It has remained a medieval world. When we examine it we find, to our astonishment, that every inhabitant is a male has always been a male since the beginning. Upon its soil only one woman in all its long history has ever set foot. And she remained just fifteen minutes. No child has ever been born within this country's boundaries. Baby boys may have been brought here and have grown up here, but never once a baby girl. This country is located entirely on a narrow peninsula. At the point where the peninsula joins the mainland the inhabitants have placed special police whose sole duty is to keep wolves and women from crossing the frontier. Rams But No Ewes. Not only are all females of the human race rigorously barred females of any other sort are barred as well. There are large flocks of roosters in the country, but not one single hen plenty of rams but no ewes herds of steers and bulls but not a cow can be found. There are thousands and thousands of cats all torn; innumerable dogs, all male. Only female birds and female insects have been able to fly or crawl to the state's great annoyance across the border. All the four thousand inhabitants wear long black beards and long is not alblack robes. lowed. Instead, hair is gathered into a big knot at the back of the neck and secured with hairpins. Bald- Athos. ness is unknown. And what has happened to these The people drink quantities of liq- thousands of scholarly books? Have uor, but singing is strictly prohibit- they been saved? ed. Nearly" every one! The capital is called Karyes, But the monks themselves who which, when translated into Eng- have preserved all these ancient lish, gives it the lovely and melliftreasures what sort of people are luous name of Nuts. they after thirty generations withThis community is the Holy Com- out women and without children? munity of Mount Athos. On maps They're Done With Women. It is included in Greek territory, but actually it is as independent as To answer that question we mus the moon. first understand what sort of men East of Salonika the map of come here and why they come. "Jreece shows three long narrow They come mostly because the mountainous peninsulas extending Eastern Orthodox church in Greece, like three infuriated sausages into Russia, Serbia and Bulgaria, has the Aegean sea. Of these Athos is so emphasized the literal bliss of a the easternmost thirty miles long physical heaven and literal torand five wide. Its base, however, is ments of a physical hell, that so flat and narrow that King Xerxes minded youths of ancient Persia, bringing his fleet (particularly In times past) have to Athens for a conquest of Greece, fled to Athos believing that only by easily cut a canal across the isth- a life of abstinence and mus to save his ships having to can they hope to escape round the stormy point. Rising from eternal frying in the fires of above the point is an abrupt and hell. With a lot of women around, spectacular peak 6,000 feet high, of self mortification would be much harder. pure white marble. And on the rugged and There are other monks, with ro long-bearde- Hair-cuttin- g -- sea-slop- d is mantically-inclinenatures, who have had their souls slain by th infidelity and inconstancy of somi woman. With broken hearts, seeking refuge in religion and solitude, they come to Athos. They are through with women and never want to see one again. One "diabolical demon" who broke the law happened to be (so the story goes) a famous European queen (the late Queen Elizabeth of Rou. mania, who died in 1916), whose country had contributed so generously to the support of the monki that she was given a special permit to approach the front door of one of the biggest monasteries a favor unique in history. All went well, up to a certaia point. The queen gazed for several moments into the forbidden area where for one thousand yean no woman had ever set foot. Then, to the horror of the assembled monks, she suddenly walked resolutely and quickly on through the doorway just because she wanted . to and into the courtyard. . straight toward the entrance of the church itself the church where the unspeakably holy relics lay pieces of the True Cross, girdle of the Vir gin Mary, foot of a saint that lived on top a column for fifty years. The monks were almost paralyzed. They couldn't seize the woman bod ily she was a queen and their benefactress. But every step she took, further wrecked the accumulated holiness of the centuries. The mon astery would be cheapened and in the eyes of all the other While the poor abmonasteries. bot, in despair, was wondering what to do, the queen, having seen all sha cared to see, camly left. Male or Female? The most disconcerting female intrusion of all happened one recent summer. In June, two young Danes, accompanied by a third younp person wearing man's attire and proclaiming to be a male, came with proper passports to the peninsula to make a tour of the monasteries. At tha first night's stop the monks looked scrutinizingly and suspiciously at the third member of the party. Was it really a boy or a girl in man's clothes? As the suspected visitor walked about, into the church and library and every sacred corner, tha monks' alarm grew. Most of thera had not seen a woman in five years, and couldn't be sura whether this was one or not. Tha "boy" had short hair, but it was strangely soft and fine. His voica was like a girl's, and there was no sign of a beard. . . and yet the figure was a boy's figure. The poor puzzled monks did not wish to humiliate their visitor if ha were a boy by expelling him for being a girl. But neither did they wish to be made fools of, or to hava their monastery lose caste, by sheltering what seemed to be a female. They tried every possible ruse, every trick, that might reveal the sex of their guest. They even set spies to watch the most intimate manners of the troublesome visitor. But the visitor was on the alert, remained as enigmatic as ever, and left the monastery before the distracted monks could come to any decision. The excitement, continued from one night's loding to the next. It even began to precede the arrival of the three Danes. The boy-gibecame the scandal, the sensation, the consternation of the entire peninsula. The battle over the sex of the 'boy-giraged up and down the slopes of the peak of Athos. Tha monasteries where the disturbing visitor had set foot, in self defense swore it was a boy. The monasteries not so honored, in a mood, swore it was a girl in disguise. To this day nobody knows the truth, but Mount Athos still sm with the controversy. 0 611 Syndicate. WWtJ 8rrte. d . ten-tw- enty ri rl holier-than-th-ou |