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Show THE LEHI TIMES, LEHI, UTAH Odd View of Empire State Building t Surrenders FnVo By COURTNEY Copyright by Courtney Ryley Cooptr CHAPTER I '"PITERE seemed to be a new. sul len note about the roar of the L trains that Joe Parry never before had heard. lie felt a different pai Imitation of fear as be dodged from the low curbing and hid for a moment mo-ment against the scaly iron pillar while a truck rumbled past, men with a double glance, up and down the tunnel-gray recesses, he ran to the protection of another pillar, huddled there, glanced swiftly again and leaped for the curbing. Jae Barry hated New York. There were reasons, of course. One of them made Itself apparent in his clothing, much lighter In color and weight at the elbows and knees than In the rest of its texture. tex-ture. Ills suit was that peculiarly colorless gray so often selected by those who purchase with the Idea of durability paramount Ills hat had been out of shape long enough to assume a block of Its own. Ills shoes were onshlned. Just as bis ault long hod been impressed. There was, however, a different bagginess about It from that of the clothing of other Third avenue habitues. This was out of shape merely from lack of the iron. Joe Harry's clothing possessed deep creases and manifold wrinkles; such Imprints as could only have resulted from having dried on the body after a thorough soaking. In the young man's lapel buttonhole was the limp, discolored remains of a field flower. Crossing ICast Seventeenth Sev-enteenth street before the traffic he noticed the withered bloom and with a quick gesture, threw It away. The movement was Impulsive. The one which followed was equally so; Joe Carry turned his head for an instant and looked hack to where the dead flower lay in the path of truck and taxi. It was a glance, like some one saying goodby too awkwardly to show ptnotloa Then the young fellow hurried on again, his dark eyes centering cen-tering upon an objective halfway down the block. A misshapen three-story frame building stood there, its ill-palnt-rI, clapboard front conferring a queer sort of comparative dignity to the redbrick tenements which squeezed It from each side. A second-hand store on the street' level added to Its air of dishabille; a wnrped door at one side announced faintly the word: "Lodgings," Into this doorway, Joe P.arry turned and moved swiftly up the crenklng stairway, stair-way, halting however at the first landing. A dim figure hnd shown Itself, groping about the dusky hallway. hall-way. "Where've you been?" the lodger complained. "A h 1 of a note this Is six o'clock and no beds made. Where've you beont You wasn't here all night, now, was yon?" Joe P.arry's features took on a deeper tone of harassed primness. "Oh, dry up!" he said In a tired voice. Then he went to the third floor and unlocked the door leading to Ida mockery of a room a frayed piece of dirty Chinese matting on the wide-cracked floor, a bed, such as it was, a wash-stAnd and Its accoutrements ac-coutrements bearing the black checkmarks of age. There was a chair, also. Once In the room, Joe l'.arry slumped to the bed, hla features fea-tures flaccid except for one par tlcularlty, bis eyes. Dark, deep, wistfully alert, the? aurveyed the dim room, the every Shred of the old matting, the one extra necktie hanging over the mirror mir-ror support, his "other". 'suit on the back of the chair, a crumpled newspaper In a corner. There seemed to be pain In the Inventory, a certain appearance of wincing. winc-ing. Then gradually, the expression expres-sion changed, to one of abstract happiness. Joe Harry's eyes were staring now beyond the tawdry things about hi in, as if looking upon vistas of glorious contentment. content-ment. Hut after a time the look vanished. An old, set expression, grimly thin, returned to his finely drawn lips. The eyes hardened, as if with protective Intent. Ills hands, peculiarly fine-fingered for the breadth of them, went upward to an awkward smoothing of his dark hair. Youth had departed In a sudden, sud-den, maturing process which made over twenty-tlve an Inadequate estimate es-timate of bis age. Finally be rose. They'll ail be squawking pretty toon, be mumbled, "I'd better nap into It," He went down the steps then, after- locking his room mainly a gresture, since It contained so little. Soon, to the complaints of the early arrivals, he was at his work the cleaning up of the box-like rooms, a dsb at sweeping, the making of cot-like beds. It meant free lodging lodg-ing for him to look after the twelve rooms which the rickety building contained, and to he in fact, a sort of agent, chambermaid, scrubmao and general person of all work for a shiftless owner who never troubled himself to appear unless un-less Joe should be late with his weekly collections. Hut If the scrawny building needed repairs, or the meagerly paid men who lodzed there complained of a lack of blankets In the winter, that was another matter. Joe Barry long ago had found It useless to remonstrate. After all. he was only a slavey his conscience was clear as Ion; as he did his work. That clarity was lacking today; therefore bis haste. However, be baited once, a drab blanket unnoticed unno-ticed In his hands, and stood merely mere-ly looking out the balf-opea win dow. From the L road before him sounded the steady thundering of trains with the homeward rush. From the street beneath came the warm odor of a tenement block In late May; there were the quarreling quarrel-ing voices of the women at a nearby near-by store, the playful shrieks of chil dren, and far away, the tinkling of a hurdy-gurdy. Joe Darry disre garded them all. Once more that boyish, wistful light was In bis dark eyes, and bis finely cut features had softened. A faint Indication of a smile trembled at the corners of his lips then departed. More room ers had come stumbling up the worn steps, soon to begin their complaints. com-plaints. Joe Barry turned bis head : "Give a guy timer be snapped. "Time?" asked a protesting voice. "How much time do you want? These rooms ought to be made up by noon ; and you ain't even touched mine yet." Another lodger Joined the quarrel quar-rel "Yob weren't here last night" "Oh yeah?" asked Joe Barry surlily. "Oh yeah I Then why wasn't you here to fix that faucet In the wash room this mornln'?" The corners of Joe Barn's Una Jerked downward. "What of It?" be asked wearily. "Just enough of it that I'll make a squawk to the Old Egg If it hap pens again, a guy'a got a right to have nls room made up." joe spread the blanket and smoothed It "Squawk and see if I care." he said dully. "An' you weren't at Louie's last night either." The youth halted angrily at the doorway of a fresh task. "1 suppose yoa went down there looking for me?" "Jaw, I never went down there lookln' for you. They come up here. Said you hadn't showed up. I told 'em you was probubly drank somewhere." "You would p "Aw, g'wan, you nccordlon player I" That evideutly was the supreme retort It brougnt sarcastic laughter laugh-ter from two other rooms, and a reflection from the main antagonist : "What a Joint this Is! A lousy miser for a landlord and an accordion ac-cordion player for a chambermaid I" Then every one laughed, while Joe Barry stood and scowled, one hand beating slowly Into the palm of the other. At last his shoulders slumped and he went silently back to his work, a silence which continued, con-tinued, In spite of complaining and of taunts, until his hist Job was done. Then with a sudden, new air of hurry, he went to his room, shaved with cold water, changed his wrinkled gray suit to the less shabby one which hung over the chnlr, and drew from beneath the bed, an oblong case of battered clack. A moment later, he was on the street, bound for his work of the night. He walked ; nickels were precious. Long ago he had convinced himself that a walk from Third avenue and Sixteenth street to below Washington Washing-ton square was good for a fellow. Sometimes he strolled, looking In windows. Tonight, however, he oil but ran; his arm ached from Its burden and he was out of breath when at last he reached Louie Ber-tollnl'a Ber-tollnl'a Italian restaurant, on the fringe of Greenwich Village. A loose-featured waiter, slumped on his hips, hands limply clasped behind be-hind his back, rolled his eyes toward the stairs. Fullhouse, as he was known, was never demonstrative. demon-strative. "Upstairs for you." he said. Then In reply to a swift question : "I,oule? He ain't come In yet." At that he grinned. "You'll know when he gets here." Joe nodded acknowledgment to the Information and started toward a stairway leading from the main dining room. Joe Barry knew the place so well that the slightest deviation was arresting; he halted halt-ed at the stairway. "When did yon get the radio?" he asked. "Las night, when you never showed up," said Fullhouse, and on his flat feet moved away. But Joe Barry remained at the bottom of the stairs, looking with something of fright at the Inobtruslve brown cabinet and Its connection wire leading to a light socket. The Instrument In-strument was quite prophetic. Joe Barry made his way hastily to an old storeroom at the rear and opened the black box. An accordion ac-cordion of the cheapest professional profes-sional kind, lay within. He brought It forth and bent to receive Its strap. Then he went forth to his Job of the night "playing the tables." ta-bles." It was ordinary music, accomplished accom-plished without Interest and received re-ceived In the same manner. No one looked up. no one applauded when he passed between numbers. He played softly. Sometimes he played so softly that the tones could not be heard above the conversation con-versation and clatter of dishes. At such moments, he swmed to' forget his surroundings and a wistful light would come to his eyes. Often, too, during these abstracted period, pe-riod, such waiters as were Idle won!- saunter closer and listen with idly cocked beads to a sort of music different from Joe's usual offerings. It was only temporal, there was a noise from downstairs which needed drowning, the Insistent Insist-ent voice of the radio. After a time, bowerr. It ce-d, nd Full-bouse Full-bouse shuffled up the stairs. D RYLEY COOPER (WNU Service) "Come on down," be commanded, "the radio's gone blooey." Joe Barry obeyed wordlessly. The lower restaurant was crowd ed now. After a long time, the customers thinned. There was only a party of four stringy-haired women wom-en from Greenwich Village at the center round table, and a quietly dressed man who dropped In now and then. Joe noticed that he sat as usual, at a little table In the right-hand corner of the room where his back would be to the wall and his eyes toward the door. Joe Barry thought nothing of that. The entertainer a only Interest In fact, had been primarily that he seemed different from the usual clientele. It had deepened, however, one night when, on departing, the man had given him a dollar; he had not been back since. The entertainer looked In his direction di-rection and smiled, started In his direction the advances that a friendless dog or a friendless human hu-man Instinctively makes toward anyone who ever pretends a kindness. kind-ness. Just then the radio responded respond-ed to the tinkering of Fullhouse, and Louie Bertollnl came from bis office. "So yon came back, huh?" be asked chopplly. "After you got over your drunk you came to Louie I" Barry's lips tightened. "You know I don't drink," came chopplly. "I know what they tell Fullhouse at the rooming place. I know you weren't here. I know you did not Louie Bertollnl Opened Wide His Mouth. "Am I a Fool?" He Asked. "You Slept In a Haystack?" send some word, you did not say: 'I am sorry, I am sick, get another boy, kiss my foot I" Where did you go?" Joe Barry swung his accordion to a chair. "Up by New-burgh." Louie Jabbed forth his short arms. "You go up by Newburgh I What Is It that you should go up by Newburgh?" Joe fumbled at the accordion strap. "Well, It's spring. If you've got to know. I Just wanted to get out in the country." "And I should believe that What for? Why did you have to go In the country? That you should see somebody?" "No I Just wanted to get out." "I ask you a simple question. You give me answers like I was nobody no-body I Where did you go In the country?" "I told you. Up by Newburgh." "Well, where by Newburgh? You stayed somewhere, didn't you?" Joe Barry smiled faintly. "You wouldn't understand. I slept In a haystack." Louie Bertollnl opened wide his mouth and made clawing motions at his slick hair. "Am I a fool?" he asked. "You slept la a haystack? Whose haystack?" hay-stack?" "How should I know?" "Where?" "And bow should I know that? Somewhere around Newburgh on Itoad fifty-eight I think I passed through a little town called Orr's Mills, i guess I can prove where 1 was If you think I'm lytng." "You guess, heh? You were out here in New York with a cheecken and you come back and tell me funny fun-ny stories." The young man scowled. "I've told you the truth!" he snapped. "I know where I was. I can take you to a man who saw me, a farmer. I tried to stay all night at his place. He'll remember me. I guess 1 could find the farm," came after a pause. "It was somewhere below Orr's Mills; there wsrs a truck over on a side road about I mile above It I could go by that." "Ha. haP said Louie Bertollnl "I should go clear up to Newburgh to find out if you asked somebody to stay all night I should get along without crazy people!" be added after an Instant Then be pattered away. "Go wherever you pliss after tonight; I've got a radio." Then over his shoulder: "Come back Saturday and get your pay." There was no answer to make. There was nothing to do. The man In the corner had asked for his check. Joe looked In his direction aad forced a broken smile. lil r-, "1 guess that's that," he The man smiled In return, raised his brows sharply. obeyed the summons. "Fired you. eh?" "Yes, sir." A pause' followed In which the diner surveyed the room quickly, yet with nothing In his pale blue eyes except the most cusual of glances. "Broker "Yes, sir; flat" "It's tough." lie chewed at his lower lip. Then he leaned closer. 'Tell you what you do. Be at Eighth street and Seventh avenue in an hour. Just stand on the corner. cor-ner. I'll pick you up in a car. We'll take a little ride together. It might be something that you can't afford to pass up." "Yes, sir." The steps of Fullhouse sounded in the halt The man reached for bis check, rose and brushed past Joe Barry. When the waiter arrived ar-rived tn the dining room, the diner was at the door, with the exact change ready. Then he took the hat which Fullhouse proffered him and lighting a cigarette, moved casually cas-ually forth to the shadowy street beyond. It was some time after the machine ma-chine had picked him up before Joe Barry could pull himself out of bis daze. He had not expected a limousine limou-sine and a chauffeur; even a "whoopee" "whoo-pee" would have meant comparative compara-tive luxury to him. lie hadn't noticed no-ticed the car when It bad pulled swiftly up to him where he waited, other than that It was big and rich and gleaming." Neither did he now notice that the rear curtain was pulled and that bis benefactor set well back in bis side of the seat so that no lights fell upon him from the street For a time, there was silence. Then : "Well, since we've got to get acquainted ac-quainted sooner or later, I'm an attorney. John B. Martin, 60 Wall street" "Yes, sir." There was silence for a time. It was nearly midnight now; traffic was light. Martin straightened, and leaned forward. "Well, boy," he said, "suppose you tell me a few things about yourself. your-self. Been In New York long?" "Yes, sir. Three years. Anyway, It seems a long time." "Where'd you come from?" "Missouri, Waverly; It's an old town on the Riveft My folks lived about four miles from there." "Still live there!" "No, sir. They're dead." "Got lots of relatives around there? Most country people have," Joe Barry shook his head. "No, sir. We Just sort of drifted. My dad was a farm tenant" "What do you really call home-where home-where you've got relatives?" There was a slight wait "I don't know of any." "And so, In a Jam like you're in now broke and out of a Job, there's nobody you can really turn to. That It?" "Yes, sir." Then suddenly: "I've kind of lost heart here In New York." "Why did you come here, anyway?" any-way?" "Everybody told me I could get rich here." Interest had loosed the gates of a taciturnity developed through the knowledge that nobody cared and nobody wanted to know. "I used to play for dances around Waverly and everybody thought I was great Finally It got so the didnt want the regular orchestra at all, Just me." "So they thought you were pretty good around Waverly. Then they kidded you Into coming to New York. When you get here, Broadway Broad-way told you to go get a rep, Is that "Yes, sir." "How long have you been at Louies?" "About a year." h "een ;5kinS t this rooming house on Third avenue about the same length of time?" Joe Barry answered in a sur- EnLS?i,amrn,atlTei Martln enlightened enlight-ened him: rrflL.?9 '? the "staurant last night when Louie was talking about sending up for yoU- WelL now you're out of a Job. Nobody what happens to you. You don' care much yourself, do your o, sir." tvJi how would yn "te to ge ten housand dollars for a few years work?" ew Joe Barry's tips parted, but he f?'d Even If be could havS wou,? h8omnh,n f J. therl would not have been the power to utter It Martin leaned closer, n, yoo had a chance to h,?? th"nsanl hilars without hurting anything but your sense of pride. How about It?" "Ten thousand dollarsr At last SS!1"1-!'" "Where to?" The man shrugged his shoulders. "Oh, np the river a nlect m you d say m Missouri- 83 Joe Barry lanched. TO BE CON-TINTED.) World". Hifc.t r.:.-t r. .. " "' tat. t highest capit Botlvt, 1. .. 'H?l Mnl an altitude of 11 i o.w. r -"--'cti a 1 level yuito. th; ;a, o7 C dor. 1. fm " X It 'WTm,, ffl 'I'll' I If r4f J life it I fe-S , IkrsssS'i - i This never-before-obtained "angle" picture of the Empire State building in New York, largest habitable structure In the world, was made from a dirigible that twice unsuccessfully attempted a mooring to the mast atop the building. U. S. Will Stop Mammoth Ring Uses Canada Can-ada as Operations Base. Washington. The United States government will prosecute to the limit the members of the mammoth ring which, using Canada as its base, has over a period of eight years smuggled not less than 1,000 aliens a year Into the United States at from $100 to $5,000 a head and later blackmailed them. At least eight Internationally known criminals were among those smuggled In and so far have evaded a widespread search for them. Under arrest are 19 persons, including in-cluding three government clerks, a lawyer and one of the victims. More arrests will follow, It was said. The ring's method of operation is explained as follows: "Runners" were maintained at a great number of small steamship agency offices abroad. When an alien appeared seeking Information regarding entry to the United States, these runners would take him In hand. After explaining the almost insurmountable in-surmountable difficulties faced by aliens seeking entry to America, the runner would guarantee to deliver the Alien into New York city for a special sum, not included in his steamship passage. This sum ranged from $100 to $5,000, depending on how much the victim possessed. . The alien was then sent to Mon Sailors Catch Eagle Exhausted at Sea Boston. The dragger Venture Ven-ture II returned from the fishing fish-ing grounds with an unusual catch an American eagle with a five-foot wing-spread. The captain, Fred Surette, reported that the big bird, exhausted, 'bad alighted on the Venture's deck while the dragger was 130 miles southeast of Boston Lightship. Light-ship. Engineer W. B. Mayo kept the eagle confined to a box until the boat docked. The bird was presented to Franklin Frank-lin park zoo.. Hero of Storm Tragedy Back at Studies Boy, Guest at White House, Returns to School. Towner, Colo. Bryan Untledt, the boy who visited the President, Is back in school with the other survivors sur-vivors of the storm tragedy from which he emerged last winter a national na-tional hero. After he came back from Washington Wash-ington Bryan did not return to school. "He has seen so much and been praised so much it Is time he settled down for a while and thought it all over," his mother said. This fall, however, the fourteen-year-old sandy-haired, freckled youth again is attending regularly the little school from which be and 19 others set out last March Into a ragi.ng blizzard which took the lives of several of the children despite de-spite Bryan's heroic efforts to save them. Other survivors of the tragedy are back in school Some of them have seen Bryan only a few times since March. But they haven't forgotten. To them be still is "the boy who's been in resident.- At every V "d tonstasal the other chil- wen rtthpr imnni m "n Washington? i -How was the President? UUUJ 111 I ll was Washington?" they ask. Dow was Alien Smuggling treal, where he was picked up by the Canadian agent of the ring who had advance Information of his arrivaL There the victim was bled again if he had additional money. In many of the cases the aliens were introduced Into this country through the use of forged re-entry permits obtained through the co-operation of government clerks, it was said. When these permits could not be obtained, the aliens were smuggled over the border aad delivered at their destination. " Married After Spends 23 years Alone on Isle Playing Solitaire. Crlsfield, Md. After playing hermit her-mit for 23 years and using 500 decks of cards playing solitaire, a former Jersey City lawyer Is married mar-ried to a Jersey City woman. Charles Hardenberg, better known as the hermit of Watts Island, is the bridegroom. Miss Katherlne Selpel, Jersey City, is the bride. They were married at the Methodist Metho-dist parsonage at Accomac, Va., by the Rev. N. J. Hunt For 23 years Hardenberg has lived alone on little Watts Island, about ten miles from here. In 1908 he left his law practice In Jersey City and landed on Watts Island. He was then thirty-three, and he has been alone ever since until he took his bride home with him. The house to which the hermit of Watts island has taken his bride is made of brick and was built In 1874 by the government for a llghtkeeper. Later an automatic light was Installed In-stalled and the house was sold to Hardenberg's brother. Watts Island was discovered In 1620, and at one time was a flourishing flourish-ing farm with fruit trees and a large acreage of tillable land. Hardenberg hasn't a radio, be keeps no dogs. Three chickens are the only creatures there beside himself him-self and his bride. His provisions have been brought from Crlsfield and when he got tired of canned goods he caught a few fish or took up a few oysters from the rocks in front of hla door. sleeping on trains? Where's the gun the President gave you Is It any good? What kind of people live in the East?" Like all the other ranch children, Bryan Is modest and quiet But he answers the little friends to whom be gave his clothes as they huddled together freezing In the school bus that was stalled In the blizzard. "Washington was fine," he tells them over and over. "President Hoover is a great fellow. Sleeping on trains Is all right after you get used to It The gun Is at home and It's swell. About the only difference differ-ence between the people here and In the East Is there's more of them down there." New Submarine Valley Named for Survey Ship Boston. A submarine valley, discovered dis-covered by the-United States coast and geodetic survey near the southeast south-east edge of Georges bank, henceforth hence-forth will be known as "Corsair Gorge." The pit located oft the Massachusetts coast and not previously previ-ously known to exist Is reported to be more than a half-mile- deep In places. It was named In honor of the survey vessel which discovered it the yacht Corsair, formerly owned by J. Pierpont Morgan. Brockton. Ms. 3 klewich was so an, 7 ball fn, ...... ""'on ft Gldls, that he arrest the latter. Uuszklewkh 1 neauquarters and he wished to furnish his friend's reieaJS who had sought Gldi,, on an assault chL. formed Duszklewich ? 11 do so If he woniA?" in. t IV. did. n m 11 m-hhh Water Diviner Claim, Streams Aid HdA Bolzano, Italy.-signor Gotsch, diviner for 7J citizens of this region, tal'S underground streams J, tlons which are beneficial, maladies. Gotsch, who has been ions for his ability to find J J streams by the use of ,7? rod, has made experiments jg underground radiations. Hette! that a sick person placed 7l path of one of these hidden streaa reports an improvement to Century Old Water Mill Still Working fa Sort, r m Moscow, ienn.-A centnn at water mill built on the banks or tk Wolf river, a half mile from a, center of town, is operated on Sat urdays by its owner, W. a Peaw and farmers for miles around bring grain to him to be ground Into tour It is one of the few remaining mill or Its type in the South. Claims World Title for His Traffic Fines Kansas City, M0.-T0 R. h. Rosier of Bolton, Mo., goes the doubtful honor of having paid tie highest aggregate of traffic violation viola-tion fines. He settled for $159, to ing 30 separate tickets against Ms automobile. Long Hermit Ii Hardenberg has lived for 23 yean a life of solitude, his only companion compan-ion the surf beating on the lonely shore of his Island. Once he went to New York for the funeral of 1 relative, and an occasional visit to Crlsfield has been his only tones with civilization. Once a playwright, Wiiard Rote son, put In to Watts island on his yacht, and later created a part to a play, "The Sea Window," called Charley Watts, which was supposed to be Hardenberg. Although he had one of the largest larg-est libraries in Jersey City, Hardenberg Harden-berg has few books on Watts Island. Young Oklahoma Woman Gets Rifle Certificate Okmulgee, Okla.-Woman continues con-tinues her ever encroachment on the so-called "domain of man." Mrs. Helen H. Croom, yonng Okmulgee Ok-mulgee wife, Is the first woman in the United States to be recommended recom-mended to the War department for an Instructor's certificate in rite and pistol marksmanship. Barred, because of her so. from membership in the Oklahoma lean competing In the national matc&M at Camp Perry. Ohio, Mrs. Craca entered the match unattached. though she ranked fourth araonl Oklahoma's best shooters, she w not permitted to represent 0B ma because a "woman could make a suitable instructor. Entered at Camp Perry wj a private citizen, Mrs. Croomj V aged 98 per cent of her scorei well did her record stand art tW she was recommended for structor's certificate. Famed Lloyds Started in Old Coffee House London.-Al at Uoyd. troduced in 1775 to dejiJJJ in the highest class both as res Duna ana equiu"- - bezzled f" cago bank official erw cago uau v. -- Ktv 000 Lloyds paid up f" Ing a hair. It is reputed to J J greatest Insurance concern v world. joJei It started business in house In Lombard street w-J frequented by ship's merchantmen, purely for w pose of marine toran J w tl .n.mized authority shipping. Its shipping I st beW a It wis addition to marine insurance undertake all kinds of A the result of a lawsuit to tie of twins. 3t)iU:y As an example of to when H-iLS-Lunne sank or go-u, for a million sterling. was paidjipwUhnJJ RuB. A-ciet H.y C6a3t Alfred. Maine.-A W by members of Alfreds old ij - colony is fi thnr Parsons. Though nig"ctrt, but two wheel thert two tons of hay. The or was of wood. 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