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THE CROSBYTON REVIEW
A Mother
"I hold-aleft: the torch and set it
! farther on.
"I have^gqne down to the brink
{ dark'waters and from the cold
[jjiadows brought back warm and
precious life.
■ "I am an inspiration and a vic-
| tim. x
"i have known reverence and in-
gratitude, adoration and neglect.
* «j have drunk' of joys that
Heaven will not make sweeter
"J have felt griefs that endless
torment could not make more
keen.
'I have been borne aloft on
wings softer than those of angels
v «<i have seen ini loving eyes the
light that never was on sea or
land.
"I have known the callous cru-
elty of indifference, the pain of be-
ing left behind on the path of life
the agony of 'superiority.'
* "I have-known :the joy of being
told that my white hairs are the
beauty of undying youth.
"I have known the anguish of
being told that I was never young.
''I have known-the gladness of
sacrifice and its sweet apprecia-
tion.
"I have known the happiness of
Temor.se for unmeant indifference,
regret that 'they Aid not real-
fce.'
"I have slept on pillows softer
than down,, in which no unfilial j
nd had ever placed a thorn.
"I have received tributes, no- j
bier than any paid to kings and i
warriors, from those who testified ;
that what they did and were Jhey I
owed to me. j
"I have seen stalwart sons grow j
ito the likeness of. him I loved,
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6 George Aihv
, Chamberlain
e Agnew Chamberlain
WNU Service
CHAPTER Vint—Continued
Joyce heard htm but her attention
riveted on something else. The
bear-like apparition she had mis-
taken for Blackadder had undergone
* strange transformation. Duffle
bag and furs discarded, the slender
figure of a young man in riding togs
had emerged and was making a
dash for the bridge.. Joyce gasped,
shaken by an insane desire to laugh,
but the puffs of dust thrown up by
bullets to the right and left of his
flying feet quickly sobered her. She
scrambled down the spiral stairway,
rushed to the outer zaguan and or-
dered its heavy bar lifted.
Nojye Jpo soon, for al it slammed
shut behind' the fugitive several
spenl_bullets buried, themselves in
its solid timbers. He^.as a young
man, at the moment too breathless
to speak, but his gray eyes were
dancing and eyen his mussed dark
hair gave an illusion of merriment.
"So it'sL you," said Joyce slowly,
trying to measure the meaning and
copseguences of his presence.
"Y£s," gasped Dirk, "and it's you
too. Are—are you all right?"
"Yes, thank you,',' .said Joyce un-
smilingly.
"You're sure?" he persisted, "I
'•Yea, and you'll find it'a about a
quarter of a mile," aaid Joyce
aharply. She was angry—no longer
at him'but at hertfelf. Why had
ihe done this thing—admitted an
enemy when ahe>eould have let him
go. She aaw Maxie approaching.
Hadn't he warned her? "Since we
ourselves are our only friends who-
ever comes from 'without must be
a foe." ,
"WhoV-the poor devil of a blind
manTVasked Dirk, cutting in on
hef'thoughts.
"It's Senor Maximiliano, the su-
perintendent," explained Joyce.
"Maxie, let me introduce Mr. Dirk
Van Suttart, second secretary of the
American embassy."
Don Jorge threw up his head as
he held out his hand gropingly. "Ah,
my apologies."
"What for?" asked Dirk.
. "It was by my order you hap-
pened to be greet'ed with bullets." ~
Dirk was led around two sides of
the balcony and then through a
maze of corridors to a room whose
— ■ mean quite, quite all right?" -He
apd swt?et daughters become what flushed at her frown. "Nothing's
3 longed to be. _ . happened?" —
"I have known the glory of ful-
fillment, the fame of contented ob-
scurity, the humble renown of a
completed missibn, the overflow-
"Hig-fepayrrreM for having "given
myself.
1'AM A MOTHER."—Frank A,
And Yonder Lay
the Tenth Bairn
A divinity professor,.was asked
to preside at the baptism of the
latest-arrived infant in the already
crowded home t>f the minister of
the parish in Scotland.
5 The professor gave out one of
the paraphrases often used on
such occasions.
"Let us," he said, ^'-sing from
the second verse, 'As sparks in
close succession rise.' "
To his consternation he observed
that the congregation seemed lin-
kable to repress a giggle.
Afterwards, asking the minis-
ter's man what had been wrong,
he received the reply, "You see,
the minister's name is Sparks."
(iift of T-Tiimnr
Vi*lr% v* JL sUniV/i
I
I" HAD rather be strong, af-
fnpfirtnnlo Introl n n K 1 a
"Several things have happened,"
said Joyc^dryly. '•PKTfdly know
what to do with you, Mr. Van Sut-
tart.". r
"Why?" ■ he ask"ed flippantly. "Is
the house Crowded?"
"Fairly she answered, ~=Rer
cheeks coloring. "Unfortunately,"
she added gravely, "we already
have more than a full complement
of children-.-"' —
He was confused, conscious he
was being, shamed; yet wondering
why;' He had felt genuine ardor at
setting out to make what Arnaldo
termed a sentimental gesture. He
had come' to rescue her fronvthe
clutches of Dorado; she had rescued
him.
"It appears I'm not welcome. Are
you suggesting I get out?"
"That's the trouble," she said,
frowning. "I can't ask you to go
because you couldn't leave if you
tried."
"Oh, yes I can," said Dirk; "I'll
show you."
He turned quickly, dropped one
end of the bar on the-great gate,
dragged it open only a foot and
slipped through. His cheeks burned
with anger. He knew she was right,
knew it better than she. There was
more than the combination of Do-
rado and-the wrecked roadster to
keep- him from leaving, .His job-
"That'a worse," aaid Joyce, her
eyes flaring. "On what /rounds?"
Dirk thought desperately but fast
What waa the club Arnaldo had used
on Margarida? -He remembered.
"On the grounda you're a minor."
Joyce's eyea traveled over him
thoughtfully]? -"I came to tell you
lunclTlr"ready," she said at last
While we're eating I'll decide
whether to give you the run of the
place on parole or have you locked
up."
Neither of them smiled. -Her sin'
cerity was so evident that what she
said fell naturally on his ears and
was accepted at face value.
Lunch was not served in the form-
al dining room but in a much small-
er apartment. Dirk sat on Joyce's
right, Don Jorge Maximiliano on her
left and they were served by a bare-
footed procession, of servants equal
in number to the variety of dishes.
One forgot Don Jorge was blind, so
neatly did he' handle himself. He
talked in uncertain but precise Eng-
lish with an Oxford accent, inquir-
ing what posts Dirk had occupied
and apparently- trying to project
himself backward into happy and
distant scenes.
Silence fell. Dirk, reminded of
the hunters, asked about them.
"The last of a noble strain," said
Don Jorge. "Dorado kept them
close at hand, but as things turned
out not quite close enough. He alone
rode them, a daily profanation."
Dirk turned to. Joyce. "Do you
mind if I tend to them? They_need
Above Their Heads Arched the
Low Heavens, x '
single window looked down upon the
walled enclosure of an abandonee^
threshing floor. It was confortable
rather than luxurious.
He shaved and washed but. did
not change, then he found his way
back to the balcony.
It was no place for a loafer. Hug-
ging the rail he slipped down the
grooming." ——
'I'd love to have them looked
after," yatrJoyeer^buf what abut*
your parole?"
"You have it. I give you my word
I won't try to escape until you say
can go—and perhaps not then."
"Will you teach me to ride?", she
-bargained.
"Certainly." He spoke with confi-
dence. "I'll be ready to give you
your first lesson in an hour."
She rose from the table. "I'm
not sure I can make it, but I'll try.
We dine in this room at half past
seven."
On his own responsibility he
moved the hunters into two box
stalls adjoining the,tack room. One
after the other he curried and
groomed them until . tfieir hides
shone. They nudged him violently
more than once, expressing grati-
tude and hope. Dirk examined their
feeti-4hey~had been freshly sftod. As
a finishing touclrheoiled their hoofs
and then had to make up his miricf
which he would saddle first. Among
the campesinos about the stalls
was Tobalito, a retainer. Dirk ad-
dressed him.
"What are their names?" he
you don't ride, how .do you happen
to have the Jodhpurs?"
"I bought theta as soon as I knew
I was coming to Mexico,"** said.
Joyce. "You notice they haven't
been worn."
"We'll aoon fix that," aaid Dirk
and proceeded to hand out the ABCs.
of equitatibn.
His pati$nee^ matched her impa-
tience and finally conquered it
through sheer endurance. He made
her mount and dismount a dozen
times—reins, stirrup, pommel, then
spring. When she was all bbt -ex-
hausted they rode at a walk and
finally at a trot She looked long-
ingly toward the zaguan.
"1 wonder if it would be safe,"
she murmured, "just for a little
way?" She spoke rapidly to Tobalito
in Spanish. "Go ask Leonardo if
there's any trouble in sight We
want to ride only as far as the
bridge."
Tobalito departed at a rim, pres-
ently emerged from the northeast
bastion, waved his hand and pro-
ceeded to drop the bar on the zag-
uan. A moment later she and Dirk
passed through the outer gate and
immediately she put her pony into
a canter. True to her word they
rode only as far asthebridge arid
turned. The ne°kt instant she won-
dered what had happened. The
scrawny pony between her knees
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WHO'S NEWS
THIS WEEK...
By Lemuel F. Parian
Ball Player
Might Solve
Latin Feud
NEW YORK—If President Rafael
Leonidaa Trujillo Molina of the'
Dominican republic persiata in-his
impromptu war with Haiti, and
spurns President
Roosevelt's offer
of mediation, it if
possible that they
might buy him off
with a faat black shortstop and a
couple of outfielders.
President MoHna.ls a rabid base-
ball fanatic, and only last June he
was accused of stealing many of the
best players of the American negro
teams. Thethargeg, quite violent
and vehement they were, were
made by the National Negro League
oi America, comprising six teams,
and were backed up by Ferdinand
Q. Morton, New York civil service
commissioner, who is the Judge
Land is of the league.
It was asserted, that agents and
diet not' go with him. She landed,
all sitting, with a jar that shook
every tooth in her head.—While she
was still seeing stars Dirk was on
his knees at har-aide.-
"Hurt?" he asked.
"Don't be silly," she exclaimed
angrily. "Of course I'm .hurt."
-■ "Where?"
"None of your business," she an--,
swered, scrambling*to her feet.
She stalked before him. In silence
they reached the gate, passed
through the courts and the patio.
She disappeared and he Was not to
see her again until dinner time.
Having bathed and dressed in his
one lounge suit he entered the din*,
ing room with some trepidation, but
his fears were groundless since no
woipan carTchange everything she
has on without changing her mood.
He stared at her as if once more he
were discovering the unknown, so
different did she look, in a fresh
summer frock like asplash of flow-
ers. The meal finished, the three of
_th£HfWat- for an hour of lazy talk,"
since on any hacienda time ceases
with the setting of the sun. When
at last she rose Don Jorge lifted
his face toward her.
"Shall I make the rounds, chica,
or will you?"
^r^ldo it." said Joyce.
snatch an ebony ball player wher-
ever they might find him; that they
had thus cashiered some of the best
talent -of the negro league. The
Pittsburgh Crawfords were especial-
ly loud and insistent in their com-
plaint
The dictator of Santo Domingo'
learned fighting and-batt playing
with the United States Marines,
with them eight years, until the end
at4he period of occupation in 1924.
When he took over thexcountry in
1930, by double-crossing bid Presi-
dent Velasquez, his enemies said,
he made baseball a major detail of
HOUSEHOLD
QUESTIONS
Ripening Bananas.—Gre
nanas Can be ripened by
them in a paper bag and
them in a dark closet for a
two.
• •
Improving jVoi
added in the proportion of;
of a teaspoon to two cups of
tables, will improve the dan
cooked corn, beets, peaa and
beans. '
* • • V
When Mending Gloves.-
thimble on your finger
mending gloves and the darn
be made very easily.
• • *
That Breakfast Omelet.—1
omelet will not fall if a pinch
powdered sugar and a pinch
cornstarch are added- to
omelet mixture.
• •• * «
Manipulating Velvet.—The usual ' :i
method of -pressing seams, espe*
ciallyin velvet, is to get a second
person to hold one end of the mate-
rial jwhile you hold the other.
emissaries of the President did re- -— .. -it_ ... . ..
peatedly, by trick and jfieviee.- Flatten out the^ two sides, tit the
He helped build up the Central
American league and brought
through .quti£ a
He'd Summon few pennant win-
ArmjLtaJjLet. "prs. He throws
Star Player
big parties for the
visiting teams at.
his palace in Ciudad Trujillo. He'll
practically call out the army to sur-
round a good ball player.
He was a farm boy when the ma-
rines came along. He Worked up
in the Dominican army from pri-
vate to ^brigadier general, gaining-
the presidency by a clever coup
d'etat. In 1933, he liquidated-^!
strong opposition by putting it in jail.
Several thousand exiles have for
several years maintained ajunta in
New York city, led by Dr. Angel
Morales?-former Dominican minis-
ter to Washington. They have ac-
cused President Trujillo of whole-
sale killings and of ruthless sup-
pression of all political rights and
civil rights. V.
When Sergei B^nsome, former
'secretary of war, ,swas murdered'in
New York in April, 1935, the polit-
ical enemies of the dicfatcir said his
agents had committed the crime.
When he became president in 1930,
at the age of thirty-seveii, he was
the youngest ruler of any sovereign
seam, then pass the. iron along on
the wrong side. ' -
" . '
' Concerning Mirrors. — Never
hang a mirror where it faces £
glare--"of light. The'back of the
mirror should be protected so that
no light or water could possibly
enter, ' " • ■ " * •
' Advertising Did W.
In 1869, when advertising was
almost unknown, the total value
of manufactured products in the
United States amounted to only.
$3,385,860,354. As a result of cre-
ating a demand through advertis-
ing the value of our manufactured
products increased over a.period
ef-6Q years to a total-of $70,434.--
863,443.
Beware Coughs
from common colds
That Hang On
No matter how many medicines
you have tried for your cough, i
coTd, or bronchial irrit ation(-yoi
get relief now witir Tjreomulsion.
Serious trouble may be brewing and
you cannot afford to take a chance
with any remedy less potent than
Creomulsion, which goes right to
the seat of the trouble and aids na-
ture to soothe and heal the inflamed
mucous membranes and to loosen
and expel the -germ-laden phlegm.
Even If other remedies have failed,
don't be discouraged, try Creomul-
sion. Your druggist t
refund your money
thoroughly satisfied
fits obtained jfrotn
bottle. Crfidm
twe, and it
Ask for it pit
on the bottle
you'll get the _
(he relief you Want.
Costly. Riches
bene-
first
word—nod
it.
°ss
•nl
■
Tf "ig hotter tn go without richer
the job so carelessly tossed him
and so blithely taken on 1 He hadn't^
even nicked it; all he had done was
to stand around while it swelled
lrqm a toy balloon, into a blimp.
But beT was here and so was the
Job; consequently here was where
he would have to stay. Joyce dashed
after him.
"Don't be a fool," she protested
angrily. "This ..isn't the time or
the place t^ show off."
stairs, intending' t6 embark on a
asked.
"Perhaps you' might show Mr.
Van^Suttart,—^aid-the blind man,
"Since he is now our friend he
could relieve us of the duty."
Joyce hesitated, her eyes down-
cast. "Very well. Mr. Van Sut-
tart, will you come?"
Dirk followed her through tortu-
ous passages, up a spiral stairway
and out on the esplanade of the rec-
tangular root At the four corners
towered the bastions. Beneath their
stated
fectionate, loyalL nob 1 e
minded, than be the best hu-
morist in the world, yet if the
gift of humor be added to these
graces, you have a combina-
tion that is absolutely irresist-
ible, because you have a per-
fect sense of proportion that
never allows emotion to degen-
erate into gush or virtue into
rigidity.
" Thus I say that humor is a
kind of divine and crowning
grace in a character, because
it jneans an artistic sense of
lion, a true and vital tol-
erance, a power of infinite for-
giveness.—Arthur Benson.
tour of discovery. As he passed the
half-open door of what had once
been Joyce's playroom he heard a
low whinny. He entered and a mo-
ment later was passing knowing fin-
gers over the heads, across the
withers and down the legs of as
fine a pair of hunters as he had
ever handled. Where there were
such horses there must be gear. He
went out and walked along slowly.
"The bay is Tronido and the sor-
rel they call Rayo."
"Thunder * and Thunderbolt,"
translated Dirk.
Every bridle in the tack room was
murderously equipped and it took
some time to discover a couple of
discarded snaffle bits, polish and
substitute them. Dirk undertook to
ride the bay first. He was prepared
for trouble but somewhat to his dis-
Dirk stopped an^turned oh Tief.
"Go back," he ordered. "I'm not
trying to show off and I'm not a
child. I admit you're right on the
rest of it You can't throw me out
and since my.car is junk, thanks to
your shirp-shooters, I can't possibly
get away."
"Then what are you doing?"
asked Joyce, bewildered. "Why are
we out here?"
"I'm going to fetch my things,"
said Dirk sullenly, "but your being
out here is just a piece of non-
sense." . •
Abruptly-JajFee^Became aware of
silence. She looked up and around
Far to the east she caught sight of
the pillar of dust, this time moving
away. She .led the way toward the
bridge.
"I've been in lots of countries,
Dirk grumbled as they walked
along, "but this is the first where
everybody shoots before they, ask
who you are: By the way,, did you
know mine isnt the only <ar parked
the other side of the glorified
ditch?"
To her amazement she heard her-
self say: "No. Where?!'
Why? Why had that lie sprung
ready-made to her lips? Her brain
had had nothing to do with it; it
hadn't had time. Now she paused
In her stride, almost brought to a
helt by memory of Pancho's flivver.
She had forgotten about it So
there had been a way, after all, to
send Van Suttart packing.
They retrieved Dirk's baggage
and presently returned laden with
duffle bag, rifle, coonskin coat, cap
and gloves. Joyce watched Van
Suttart with ft curious expression as
he replaced* the T>ar on the great
.gate and._thsn. ^atApf_%e *a^u^
apptrintftiwl, eet'tainlyto-that of the
crowd, there were no pyrotechnics.
The animal recognized a master
and his only show of insubordination
was a quivering sidling toward the
outer gate and freedom. Dirk
walked^ trotted and finally cantered
him on a reach where the cobbles
were bedded In chaff. He put his
mate through the same meager ex-
ereise and found him equally
amenable and spirited; nevertheless
when Joyce appeared upon the
scene there were no hunters in
sight. In their place, ready saddled
with the same gear, stood two rat-
tail country ponies.
"What's the , idea?" she asked,
flushing angrily.
"Now don't be cross, please/'
begged Dirk. "You wouldn't expect
to play a concerto at your fltst mu'
sic lesson, would you?" He looked
her up and down admiringly. "If
trustlfrg'WsTKjsefnurethaiihiseyw.
No sooner did he' emerge from the
inner patio,than the smell of leather
led him to the tack room, and what
a tack room! * Harness, bridles,
spare bits and stirrups; saddles of
every description, hand - made,
home - made and imported. Two
English- ones promptly caught his
eye. He lifted their flaps, flexed
the stirrup leathers and groaned.
A methodical search unearthed a
half gallon of neat's-foot oil and an
unopened tin of saddlg soap. With a
sigh of satisfaction he threw off his
jacket, rolled up his sleeves and
went to work. Oblivious of the pass
ing hours he remained unaware of
Joyce's approach. She stood watch-
ing him with unbelieving eyes. Here
was no coxcomb but an expert who
knew exactly what he was about
"I'm sorry I called you names."
"Eh? Oh, it's you. When; '
"You know! that first day at the
Cl"That was a long time ago," he Chinchilla Farmer Successfully Raises
said with a shake of his head as if ^ c* r. r«i ;j r D-xJ
to wake himself up.
feet were "ffaTriries so thick and so
deeply embedded they could have
withstood a cannonade. As far as
the eye could reach shimmered the
pale geld of the prairie, broken only
by the distant snowy pyre of the
Nevado de Toluca. Above their
heads arched the low heavens,
dangling the lantern of the moon
and pierced by the myriad dots of
silvery stars. Beauty stopped them
—stopped their bj.aath'r
They faced each other with a
gasp. A moment hung between
them—a moment they must not
lose. It was something visibfiCthat
THE Republicans, like the Demo-
crats, go to the Qrove of
Academe when they are [short on
ideas. Word from Washington is
that thpv opp-
Savants May sounding ouf Har-
Aid G. O. Pi ris Willis Dodds,
in Comeback President of
Princeton; James
than to have them
cost—Emerson.
Bryaflt conant; president of fiar
vard; James R. Angell, president
emeritus of Yale, and Robert Gor-
don Sproul, president of the Univer-
sity of California, for the work of
drafting a comeback program
the party. '
A former member of the Repub-
lican National committee, who still
keeps a-Htew pipe lines open, tells
me chances favor President Dodds,
as to both choice and acceptance of
the chairmanship of the program
committee. —
President Dodds, who looks and
works like President Wilson, is a
specialist in government He has
a generally liberal slant but has
been vigorously outspoken against
bureaucracy and has steadily cried
down the juggernaut state. The
curse of "statism," he says, is the
ifrdfld's greatest menace. He would
Appear to'fit into the picture of a
rejuvenated and realistic party re-
organization.
it
MOROLINE *s«"
SNOW-WH/TE PETROLEUM UEIA
A Companion
..Choose an author as you chflmti j
a friend.-^Dillon.
A Late Lesson
We learn to walk early in life,
but it is not until late in life that
most folks learn how to keep their
feet on the ground at critical
times.—William H. Stuart. .
<«v
1
recipe for TIP-TOP CAKE
your grocer's... where you]
buy JEWEL Shortening
What a difference
good bowel habits can
make! To keep food
wastes soft and mor*
many doctora
recommend NuJoL
. Cos..mt.mmwim.
had shape, round, translucent like a
bubble—and like a bubble it broke
and was gone. Mind had triumphed
over dreaming.
"Come along; we've got to visit
the four towers and '*'■ quite a
walk." , :
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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Reluctantly she led the way across
the court and into the patio. He
paused on its threshold and drew a
long whistling breath. *
Luz came hurrying toward them,
her dark eyes hard and question-
ing. Joyee gave her a rapid order.
"You'll have to talk faster than that
tor me to miss It," said D^ 'You
told her to give me a room at far
•way from Jr« as possible. ^
_ 'You've cer-
tainly been stepping since then."
"It does seem long," admitted
Joyce, "but it's only a week. I'm
curious. How did you get here and
why did you come?
"Official business," said Dirk.
"Instructions."
"What instructions?"
He dragged a flimsy from his hip
pocket, unfolded it and studied the
penciled interlinings with a frown.
"I can't-read it.-all- because, it's
marked confidential, but it says I m
instructed to locate you with all pos-
sible dispatch, show every attention
including provision of funds and
guard without annoying you." —
While he spoke Joyce had drawn
near."With 1 sure movement, a pull
rather than a snatch, she possesfed
herself of the paper and stepped
back into the sunlight where «he
could read it at her ease. "So,'
she exclaimed, "I thought so! Pro-
spective stepfather! What business
is it of his? Why should he be giv-
ing you instructions?"
"Oh,—not Mr. Blackadder. The
Department of State."
the Soft-Fleeced French Gray Rodents
Twenty-three years ago the
world's original chinchilla farm,
now valued at $1,750,000, was start-
ed at Inglewood, Calif., by M F.
Chapman, a mining engineer, who
had Indian trappers capture eleven
chinchillas up in the lofty .Andes.
There hre now 1,108 of the -soft-
fleeced French gray toylike rodents,,
valued at $1,600 each for breedings
purposes. They are.housed in fine-,
wired cages, with separate apart-
ments for each family.
According to farm authorities,
says a writer in the Detroit News,
the chinchilla mates for life, with
fkther and mother sharing respon-
Sty"l^^OThT~u"p-thr-chih-
dren. They even take shifts in hov-
ering their offspring. Baby chin-
chillas arrive in litters of one to
four, two being the usual number.
They are born with full coats UffSr
and eyes wide open.
A chinchilla's diet is very simple
end inexpensive, its total annual
bill of com, rbllad- «ate and
alfalfsrtiay being only $10. Every
other day he gets a quarter-kernel
of a walnut, but being a strict tee-
totaler he gulps a teaspoon of water
every twenty-four hours.
Since once in the farm's history
half the population was. stolen, these
shy little animals, whicn measure
about ten inches in length, not
counting their bushy tails, ere new
guarded by armed men and burglar
alarms on each of their houses.
There.are few pelts oh the market
and prices vary from $10,000 to $30,-
000 for full-length chinchilla wraps.
Consequently, most wearers must
be content with collars or short
-frckete-e^this precious gray fur,
These rare animals are practical*
ly extlnot in the Andes, , where they
Were first appreciated by thp ihea
chieftains 'of Peru. j
, Land Grants Began la IStt
Federal land grants to assist
states in establishing agricultural
colleges were begua in 18W.
f
_ -He has -for years been known as
an expert on plebiscites, electoral
_ ... D. . practice and mu-
Doaar Book nloipai govern-
Saved Jersey ment He was a
S14,000,000 technical adviser
in the Tacna-Arica
boundary dispute and refereed the y
Nicaraguan election of 1928. Later > "
he saved New Jersey $14,000,000 by
a 150,000-word digest of a govern-
mental reorganization survey.
He is a native of Utica.Ta;, edu-
cated 1 at Qrove1 City college, E .,
and Princeton, with a doctorate
from the University of Pennsyl-
vania. He lectu*ra on political sci-
ence at Western Reserve, Pennsyl-
vania and Swarthmo£e.and became
a traveling st d«fffof Latin Amer-
insist on genuine nujol
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lei, findlng 'th^re a useful laboratory
of political techniques,
- - Princeton made him a
politics. It all sounds pretty dry,
but he is always alert to the h<
equation and stipples his deni
thesis with a dash of color.
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Curry, W. M. The Crosbyton Review. (Crosbyton, Tex.), Vol. 29, No. 49, Ed. 1 Friday, December 3, 1937, newspaper, December 3, 1937; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth243041/m1/3/: accessed July 17, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Crosby County Public Library.