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Show tai Hits Aces Take to WILLIAM MACLEOD RAINE'S Air Strong Sound Effects Second Fiddle Stars -- By Virginia Vale 1 "Test Pilot" down as of the pictures that miss. Not just mustn't you because the leading roles are played by Myrna Loy, Clark Gable and Spencer Tracy, with Lionel Barrymore added for good measure, or because the story is a good one, but because of the thrills contributed by the story when it takes to the air. PUT COPYRIGHT SYNOPSIS e Ruth Chiswlck of L C ranch, obsessed ' , ty rear of dinger to ber outspoken fa ther, Lee, from band of lawless rui tier headed by Sherm Howard, decldea to save him by eloping with young Lou Howard, Sherm's ton, and comei to the town of Till Holt to meet him. While In Yell Sanger i store, a strin ger enters, size up the situation, and when a drunken cowboy, Jim Pender, rides in and starts shooting, protects Ruth, while Lou Howard hides. Dlseust ed with Lou's cowardice, Ruth calls oft the elopement, and sends the stranger for her father at the gambling house across tne street. There the stranger, calling himself Jeff Gray, meets Morgan norm, a Killer, curry Connor, Kansas, Mile High, Sid Hunt, and other rustlers, and Sherm Howard. Lee Chlswick en. ters, with his foreman, Dan Brand, and tens anerm Howard of his orders to shoot rustlers at slitht. Jeff Grav re. turns to Ruth and coldly reaisures her 01 ner lather's safety. At supper, Ruth Introduces Jeff to her father and Brand, and In Sanger's store later she speaks cordially to Curly Connor. Coming out of the atore, they are greeted by sudden gunplay, Lee Is wounded, and Jeff Gray appears with a smoking revolver. Two day later, Ruth tell her father of her projected elopement and her disillusionment. Later, Ruth meets Jeff Gray, whom she thinks tried to kill her father. Ruth accidentally wound Jeff. She take him to Pat Sorley camp. Ruth la credulous of Jeff's story of shooting at the assassin rsther than at her father, and later pleads with Lea to listen to him. When Lee arrive at Pat Sorley' camp, he finds only a note to Pat from Jeff. Meanwhile. Jeff ride Into Tail Holt and lends word to Sherm Howard he want to see him. He show Howard a poster with his picture, with the name of Clint Doke, wanted as the leader of a band of outlaws. The rest of the band arrives. Jeff shows the outlaws the poster and asks their confidence, and tells them Ruth hot him. They agree to allow him to atay. Another raid on the L C cattle causes Lee to line up his men In pursuit, and to send hi con Frank to town to reconnolter. crook-nose- d i CHAPTER Til find out what I aid. can," Frank "Be careful about asking ques tions, and don't get into trouble with these thieves. IX anyone wants to know what you are doing there, say you have come to meet a buyer we are expecting from New Mexico." Frank cut back to the ranch while the others rode up Box canyon. It was already beginning to drizzle when the posse pushed Into the high lands above the gorge. Before night fell it was raining steadily. Chis- wick made camp on Stampede creek, well up toward the head waters. All through the night rain poured down. The campers rose In the morning wet and stiff. They warmed themselves at the fire, dried off as best they could, and saddled as a chill sun broke through the mist. Chiswlck divided his men. One half of them he sent with Dan Brand to comb the Flat-TopHis son Bob and Sorley stayed with him. They dropped In on half a dozen mountain ranches on the far chance they might hear or see something of the missing stock. The owners of two or three of these were away from home. The others showed no pleasure at sight of the L C men. Lee questioned them sharply. The answers ' were either evasive or sulky. They had no Information to give him. For all he knew his cat tie might be hidden in some gulch or hollow less than a mile distant Late in the day he Joined Brand , and his men at an appointed spot The foreman had made a wide sweep of country without seeing any L C stuff. Wearily the riders returned to the ranch, getting in late at night from her father's dejection that they had been unsuccessful. She waited until after he had eaten to ask questions. While he smoked his pipe be told her of the expedition. "This fellow Gray was in it" he said abruptly, when be had appar ently finished. She was clearing away the dishes and turned, slim figure alertly poised, to find out how he knew. "Pat had checked up on his horse and knew the hoofprints," Chiswlck explained. "They must have sent him here ahead of them to locate a good bunch to run off." "And I believed his lies," Ruth said bitterly. "Don't blame yourself for that He might have fooled me too. The fellow looks you right in the eye when he talks. He doesn't look like a sneaking coyote. Well, we live and learn, glrL" Ruth-kne- Frank Chiswick took a room at the only place at Tail Holt which offered accommodations. He could see that he was eyed with surprise by one or two men who knew him, but he took no overt notice of that To Curly he mentioned casually that he was waiting for an expected cattle-buye- r whom he was going to take back with him to the ranch. This Information, he felt sure, would reach Sherm Howard and his rustler friends. Once he caught sight of Lou How-ar- d in the distance, and at that young man's strutting arrogance felt his fists involuntarily clinch. He had an urge to change the contour temporarily of the man's vapid, face, but he was under orders to keep out of trouble. At the end of the second day he Ma PresnaU's, good-lookin- g went back to his boarding-houscompletely bored. He washed up, and went down for supper. At the long table In the dining-rooMa Presnall put him next a crook-nosestranger with reddish hair. Presently the man mentioned amiably that his name was Gray. The words were a little shock to Frank. His swift gaze swept the man, down and up. He noted a certain pantherish lightness of body, a hard recklessness of face. A chill ran through young Chiswlck. His first Impulse was to fling out a challenge, but he remembered his father's Instructions. He was not to get into trouble with their enemies. Stiffly he answered, iron in his voice, "I am Frank Chiswlck." Two or three of those at the table were watching them. "I reckon you don't feel friendly, Mr. Chiswick," drawled Gray. "Would you expect me to feel friendly with a man who tried to murder my father and later helped to rustle his cattle?" Frank asked harshly. "You've certainly got me wrong, sir," Gray replied, with unhurried "But I don't expect I courtesy. can convince you of it" "Not in a hundred years," Frank retorted hotly. "I don't wish to talk with you, sir, or .to know you when we meet" "Short and sweet" Gray said with a smile, his manner cheerfully Indifferent "It's a blow, but I ex pect I'll have to get along without knowing Mr. Frank Chiswick." He turned and began to talk with the man on the other side of him, as soon as supper was over, Frank went to the landlady and asked her to change his seat to the other end of the table. The day after Frank reached Tail Holt he saw Morgan Norris and Mile High jog into town and tie at m d WIUIAM MACLEOD lot and walked up the narrow, dusty road leading to a crooked canyon the black mouth of which opened in front of him. In the shadow of a Cottonwood he saw the figures of a man and a woman locked in embrace. The murmur of the man's low voice reached him as he passed. At the end of the road, where it terminated in a narrow trail running up the canyon, Frank turned and re traced his steps. The girl beneath the cottonwood ran into the adjoining house and the man came out to the road. He was just behind Chiswick, whistling my lover, good-by.- " gaily, "Good-by- , His brisk stride presently brought him abreast of Frank. "'Lo, fellow. How are cases?" he asked cheerfully. His good spirits subsided abruptly. Lou Howard did not feel like a conquering hero when he recognized in the man beside him Frank Chiswick. "So you're at it again," Frank said grimly. There was a false note of heartiness in the glib reply of Howard. "I been wanting to have a talk with you, Frank," he said. "I reck on you have done heard Ruth's side of the story. You know her better than I do how bossy she is when she gets a notion in her head, and has to have her own way. I tried to talk her out of this eloping business, and finally I did all right Told her to go home and behave like a good girl, which of course she is, come down to brass tacks." "You liar," Frank said. He had heard gossip since he came to town. Howard bristled. "Looky here. You can't talk thataway to me. I won't stand it for a minute." "I am talking that way. I'm telling you that you're a liar and a yellow cur. Right now I'm going to whale the life out of you." Frank weighed twenty pounds less than the other man. He was only nineteen years old and Howard was twenty-fouIn actual physical strength he was no match for the Tail Holt loafer,-bu- t he had one great asset He yearned to get at this scamp who had, according to his view, insulted Ruth and dragged her name into common talk, where-a- s Howard had gone panicky at the thought of a fight "Don't you monkey with me, fel low," blustered Lou. "My friends will make you mighty sorry if you try to do me a meanness." "Put up yore dukes," Frank ordered. The larger man backed away, protesting that he did not want to fight "But you're going to all the same," insisted Chiswick. and he drew his hand insultingly across the cheek of the other. Howard reached for' a gun. The fingers of Frank's left hand closed on his wrist and twisted the arm. With a yelfl of pain Howard dropped the revolver to the ground. He broke free and tried to run. Within a dozen strides Frank landed on his back and brought him down. As he scrambled to his feet Chis- wick crowded him against an adobe waU and lashed out at his frightened face. Feebly Howard put up his arms to defend himself. He took for five minutes a hard drubbing, then collapsed to the ground. For God's sake, don't!" he whined. "I've had enough. You're killing me." "I've heard about yore talk." Frank panted, still hot with anger. "Listen. If you ever mention mv sister's name again I'll beat you till you can't stand." He turned on his heel and walked down the road. Frank had no feeling of elation at what he had doe, but he could not blame himself. To thrash a man who was too cowardly to fleht was no pleasure. Yet he had at least stopped Howard from talking r. fm&wi I Frank stopped In the shadow and watched him. the hitchbar in front of the Golden Nugget Young Chiswick sauntered up the street and turned in at Curt Dubbs' place. He knew he would not be exactly welcome there, but the objection to his patronage would probably be expressed only in point ed hints. Morris and Mile High were at the bar slaking thirst after a short visit to a hidden cache. A poker game was In progress, but the wheel and the faro table were both deserted. It was too early in the day for them Inside of an hour they would be going full blast Around the poker table sat six men. Curly and Jeff Gray were two of them. To Mile High his companion said. out of the corner of his mouth, "Tail Holt sure is being honored these days." Mile High glanced at Chiswlck hastily, to see if he had caught the slur. "What's eatin' you, Morg?" he said hastily. "No use raisin' a rook us." "Am I raisin a rookus because I'm grateful the big moguls have started drappin' in on us?" he asked offensively. Frank moved away. He heard Nor ris say, without troubling to lower his voice. "I was aimin' to ask him how his old man is getting along putting down the rustlers." The tall cowpuncher laughed, then tried to cover his mirth with a decorous cough. Chiswick flushed angrily. The rage was still simmering in him when he passed the poker table and met the bland smile of Gray. He felt the disadvantage of youth. He was not philosophical enough to ignore insults without letting them burn him up, nor neat enough of tongue to answer them with a stinging retort that could not be construed as a challenge. Out of the back door Frank passed into a night roofed by a sky. He cut across a vacant d SIRVlCf RAINE-W- NU about Ruth. The fellow would keep bis mouth shut after this. to It would be better to go back the rooming-house- , Chiswick decid- ed. To hang around Main street now would be asking for trouble. Someone very likely would take on the quarrel for Lou. If so, it would be with guns. By morning a more reasonable point of view would ob- tain. He turned into Main street down the alley beside the Golden Nugget As he did so, he caught sight of a man at the hitchrack in front of the The man was Jeff gambling-house- . Frank stopped in the shadow Gray. and watched him. Gray was examining the hoof of a horse. He put down the foot of the animal, glanced swiftly at the door of the Golden Nugget and moved to a second horse tied to the rack. He stooped and picked up the left hind Long and careleg of the the hoof, not forstudied he fully getting to look occasionally in the direction of the door. Clearly, he did not want to be caught at this inspection. He straightened, dusted his hands, and walked Into the Golden Nugget On his way to the lodging-hous- e Frank asked himself questions. The horses at the hitchrack had been the ones upon which Morg Norris and Mile High had ridden into town a little while ago. What was Gray trying to find out? Why was he interested in these horses more than any others? He seemed on friendly terms with the outlaws. Yet Frank had sensed a latent hostility between the stranger and Morgan Nor ris. Oh, well, thieves fell out among themselves. Frank went to his room and forgot the incident Very likely it had no importance. Five minutes later Lou Howard pushed open the door of the Golden Nugget and moved, feet dragging, to the bar. "Gimme a drink a stiff one," be ordered. The bartender stared at his bruised and bleeding face. "Holy mackerell You been tangling with a grizzly, Lou?" he asked. "He Jumped me when I wasn't looking," Howard said, almost weeping with self-pit"Who Jumped you?" Morgan Norris wanted to know. "Frank Chiswick. That'f who." "A kid," Norris jeered. "No such thing. An he lit on my back while I was walking down the road, then beat me up something awfuL" "You sure look like a tiger had clawed you," Curly said cheerfully. "Frank certainly worked you over considerable." He was Immensely pleased at the retribution which had fallen on Howard. "Time someone cut the comb of those Chiswicks." Norris growled. "I'll go along with you any time you say to fix this fellow's clock. Lou." "How much help do you reckon Lou will need, Morg?" Curly inquired, with intent to insult young Howard. "You throwin' in with the Curly?" murmured Norris derisively. "Would I have to ask yore Morg?" the black-haire- d man demanded coolly. "Or am I free, white, and twenty-one?- " The eyes of Morgan Norris flickered over Curly. The killer leaned negligently against the bar, his body slumped, his eyes sleepy. But In him was the suggestion ot violent eruption one sees in a crouched tis, J ' " V Iff I a Pattern i 1709 Large needles string, pearl cotton four-stran- &.J. fe3SiMtn-.'&aai- J . Spencer Tracy 15-1- plane, and there's the Cleveland air race. Paul Mantz acted as technical advisor for the picture, but Metro isn't saying much about that because he was and navigator for Amelia Earhart, and the company didn't want to cash in on her disappearance in order to get more publicity for the film. co-pil- Robert Taylor isn't going to be Just a "pretty boy" if the studio can help it. He is scheduled for "Northwest Passage," but first he will play the part of a prize fighter in "Give and Take." Merle Oberon thought that she was being followed by hold-u- p men when she was in New York; she was sure that they followed her from a theater to a night club, and asked for protection. At least, that was the report it might have been just another variation of the old idea involving an actress' being robbed of her jewels, all for the dear sake of publicity. Anyway, You've heard about the struggles of the sound effects men to get Just the right sound before the microphone rubbing their fingers across paper to get the sound of wind in the trees, or something ike that. Charles Atlas, "The World's Most Perfectly Developed Strong Man," appeared on Fred Allen's program, and they wanted the sound of a telephone book's being torn in two by him. Tried everything but couldn't get It. Finally Atlas picked up a huge New York phone book, strode over to the microphone, and tore it in two and the sound was perfect! Sylvia Sidney refused to be the heroinemof "Algiers," playing opposite Charles Boyer, and Sigurd Gurie, who did so well in "Marco Polo," takes her place. It will be d or woe simple stitch! You'll knit blouse in no time. Pattern contains direction.? fnr th;. n and a plain knitted skirt in r 8 and (all in one 4 ,iern;; illustrations of blouse 38-4- 0 stitches. Send 15 cents in start m (coins preferred) for this Mf J to The Sewing Circle, Needier! Dept., 82 Eighth Ave., New To) mi M Uncle Sc s 1 That's Her The woman pays and pays That's beca; she buys and buys and buys. In climbing the ladder ot rJ cess there often seems to be pays, of course. missing rung. Here's where of has to make a struggle. Has anyone ever analyzed sf cess so that you can understaj it? We think not, or more peca would have achieved it. There's the Rub Life is a good people don't like the rest ct ol cast. chll-dre- tta pent c arej c he: isKi orOkl sties coEe; Irs pro :er MEN LOVE Vat WITH PEP mnA Kll! '( BUT. pirua.na ' tired, full flf fall. It you to dances and r mm. lifelm and Interested. Men don't lito "qunt B For three generations cm wonui another how to so "imilinr thrwKl lUI A Vut IUH1-- Ini I- - "", bJS a not i. tmtl -- wntua million women Juv porting benefit. fling '.rkai Coop" Lydia E. Pinkham's VefreuWe helps Nature ton up the iviwb, th" Ins the diaeomforts from the toa orders which women must Make a not NOW to ret t GIRLS n wm mvrnilfM . yea With rase Is much easier to be than correct. Disraeli. It v. 1 Myrna Loy X-ra- y stitio ih (TO BE C0XT1SUED) nt Lit exca way Encourage the right kind and pride in a young man; his in his in pride begins diploma. 1 it?" plates. They are amazed at our successful treat-meof pyorrhea in Its early stages. progress here in revealing hidden infections impresses the European dentists, as does our new science of straightening teeth " Dental experts from Europe studying conditions In this country' were also impressed by the extenl to which specialization had entered the profession. "Dental Include the pedodontist specialists who works entirely with the mouths of the radiodontlst who teeth. the orthodontist straighten, teeth, th, exodonuX who specialize. extraction. Sf, parched field. "What a steep road dental scienn. pyorrhea specialist known as a pe! riodontist, and the prosthodontist has climbed in th intervening 160 who makes and fit, plate,. years," says the Institute. "Leaders the average dentist i, in Europe observe that we are fiftv most branches of the icienc.. "1,5 years ahead of the old world. Our practitioner, now restrict their 60,000 dentists are highly-skilleand of superior scientific Intellect tivltie, to special phase, 01 tie profession." oked :3rfigi ds. set show-- but critic INSECTS KIllS Lulse Rainer interesting to see It Miss Gurie follows in the footsteps of some of the other girls who have been second choice under such circumstances. Remember Luise Rainer, who got her chance in "Escapade" when Myrna Loy didn't want to play in it? It made her a star. Remember what happened to Rosalind Russell when she had to pinch hit in "Rendezvous" for that same Miss Loy? ODDS and ESDS . . . Kin ChrUu tnn of Denmark u a movU jan; es about ,i,tht picluret a tveek . . . Harold Uoyd u one of HollywootTi belt hmder , . Bdiew it or not. Dob ISurni i, learning for his roU in Trop,c Holiday- - . . . Deanna Dur-biunose new picture U a honey, i the latent tlar to have her hand and on riowiRS YIGETABIES.SHRW id bottus, tromt0"" WNU W I! fT - , Snith n, footprints imprinted in the lobby of Itraumans Chine,e theater, that mem. ory book of Hollywood's famous folk . . . Senator Fishface may return to the r; nes been talking to sponsors in Mica,, On May 29th more than .. U UI b heard in lZnf1'?J'l?d by iT" ' Whir'"'1"''''''' 0 ur, cfllarmfullWr Teor kidney kidneys somlnw not act a Ntr "Vr. '',,-bi- poison the sysu" tody macMnwy. bl ' Symptom, wsr prlt under ih y.'l Other ir nrdar ro.y b Z a ,l JSrilis., TZ mi V sc" inr outdoor concert at to" Martin Block-efif,t '" eouw York, nd HaVt played Wtstern Newspaper Union. 'Aal t- - nin art. A -- ped 5A! loose-mouthe- d The foreigners point to our triumph in modern dentures, or Joint Business "I like to know who my friends are, Curly," he said softly. "Don't get you, Morg. When a kid whops a scalawag bigger and older than he is. do we all have to get on the prod about Blacksmiths Also Drew Aching Molars d 'I ger. First Dentistry by Family Jewelers: Back in Revolutionary war davs men called upon their blacksmiths when they wanted aching molars drawn. Ladies of the nicer families, garbed in flowing gowns and pow' dered wigs, visited their Jewelers for the drawing of a tooth and for Its replacement While the war was at its height two fidgety, excitable Frenchmen arrived in this country with brna-leather packs containing iron forceps, wires, dog teeth, human teeth and goat teeth. These two men, said a bulletin of the Dental Institute of America, were the first rrni dentists of professional background tn America. Crude as were their methods, they were like rain on a in 2 Rt There is a flight in a bomber for a new altitude record, there is a power drive to test an army pursuit cow-pon- Chis-wick- Made , 2 |