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FROM VANISHED FRENCH FLYERS? ·
of the strenuous
training Skipping rope in the surf i one methods adopted by Mrs. Eva Coleman, young Londen widow in preparing for an attempt to swim the English Channel. Mrs. Cole- man is the mother of an 8-year-old girl,
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Maybe it's genuins, maybe it isn't. But this note, written in French and signad "Nungusoor and Coll, was found in a cogane bottle washed up recently. Freely translated, it randas "We are sinking this moment off Labrador." Officials are sceptical that the missiva was writ. tun by the French airmen who left France on a trans-Atlantic flight in 1927 and never were heard from agaià,
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Heart of Liane
by MABEL MCELLIOTT
BEGIN HERE TODAY.
Cais Darevic, stock company artery,
ti get cut of the rits frir the print by big
Shahionable being E-Ingad vrhom.
her rate dangster. Fight the fa
hy with Muriel Ladd, debutate. At Creta Van Robarų, handsome m
of the world. Fa begs Lians pet to
-
hi manto. Maried in skid to be in Sose with Chuck Hernani, debonair returlar, but plan around with other men El Minter," "tella 1.let ere 1 LEAD bour Holand Muriel's mother.
Casa Zuve tour la the adonin, Jumping Liens with Mrs Cleesprusch, When she is
I
[ PE134 PIN CON And after an instant, in
the watdenly cleared doorway. hel appeared. A toll, viry thin, rather: superrtbo tooking young
mati
with pale brown hair and a munzele ( plazing one of his sharp brown eyes. Ee was in a dress uniform of silver and Idue,
The orchestra in response to n
struck Laken gravely lane pushes to dar. Cahiden signi
Priori
L
Ther
the
He
recavers, Valcs engagement to Murketan young notable's national aíy. Boknerd, When Close Elise lepesch ge smiled. He ellcked his heels and In marty
Bittinge af covalence, bowed from the waist, Liane heard The recepin although she drew ut lore blu,
Tennis hard and her sister, Mrs. Ambertus. the plump, green velveted matron come to visit the Clough, Tresas dislikes murmur "Adorable!" in swooning
lane and begins a bint nubinst her. At
accents. The Prince put out his
night club intcler fellow threatens blacks
mell to Liane, the Row to be friend. habe arm to one of the ladies in his
Term, pollen officer, for advice. Share
ties the blackmasters and hens theme party and the dance began again as
let her alone. Flans for the wedding for Niddenly as it had stopped.
Aymeli. Shene meene blane star bune son enemy, "Getting tired?" Clive wanted to
CHAPTER XXV
The word went from mouth to mouth. "The Prince! The Prince is here!"
No one had been sure he was coming. The great funt ball had been no annual flair in Willow Springs since the first fur kings and railroad barons had but their
She
know. Liane shook her head. dance dreamily, casually, Thr throb of the music was in her blood.
it was like an enchantment.
Ab-f
Summerlime in the Rockies at Denver produced these wintry scenes. It looks like snow, but it is only hail which Accompanied the year's heaviest raintorm. Above is a
In the residential district, with yards, sidewalks and stops
snowwhite.
ruptly she felt her partner's armij But Mrs. Cleespaugh was plainly about her loosen. She looked up delighted. Great lady that she was, into the grinning free of Chuck she found room in her heart to Desmond, who had said "Cut?" to defer to royalty. Clive.
"You?" she gasped, stariled. "The kid himself." Desmourt ne-
Victorian palaces there back in the knowledged. "I crashed this party 'nineties. It
was always a gal with His Nibs. Used to be a cor event even in the varilled atmos-, phere of that gilded township. That respondent in Slavaria when his father was in power. He makes me
"Ma'mselle honour me with this auce?" the Prince inquired after i
the formalities had been completed,
赫
Linne went down the long stair-
with Way
her
fingers Kloved
its date colncided with the visit of Arag along wherever he goes and resting lightly on the arm of that!
His Royal Highness was, pare
sky blue jacket. She passed Tressa It gives me who favoured her with a cool, inter- chance. No one had been certain the boss doesn't mind. he would actually be present. But the inside track."
"It's afer to see you." Liane tollested stare Tresan was sinuous
and lovely in black.
here he was.
her young shoulders was staying
Liane, in a frothy frock of pela whom Muriel had once described as would be nice if Van Robard might
him. Aud indeed this young man She thought childishly that chiffon cut demurely low to show "devastating" seemed more than close to the kindly Mrs, Cleespaugh, ever like a friend and brother to be there to see her dancing with the Prince. Make him sorry~, Sorry for what?
night.
There was about this atmosphere j
"You're pretty easy on the eye: something definitely intimidating.
All this seemed the veriest fabrie The
clipped voices, the assured yourself, Lovely," he told her ad-
of a dream. The room, the shim- "Nice dolabs you'rmering fabrics. miringly
the the music, manners which were, not manners at all but sublimated rudenesses, i
sporting."
Liane looked down at the pearls real of all seemed Liane herself, an scent of rare perfumes. Most un- the massaged seented and ex-
her throat. "They are." puisitely dressed women frightened
"she insubstantial figure in pale rose agreed. "They've been in my
measure and chilled her. She thought, "Is it nee's family for years. They're gossamer, trending the "In psible I am ever to enter this so preclous I'm afraid to
with a prince of the blood. wear eivele really as an intimate?” The
[half a minute.” she thought, "I'll them, really, but wanted me to wake up to find myself on the fold. iden vaguely terrified her.
Clive, at her elbow, said, "Dunce tonight're joining up with the ing bed in the apartment, reaching
this
for his nearncas, for the sense of
Junior Leaguers," Chuck Desmond for the alarm clock and dashing to She looked up at him, grateful murmured. How 'you think you'll get breakfast."
His Highness said, "Mademoiselle it? like rightness and security his presence Liane flushed and looked away. waltzes as if on uir." afforded her.
Linne smiled up at him. It in As she gave herself, She said "Tell me about the Prince. quite impersonally, to his embrace What's he really like?"
my partner who dances well," she she thought that life would not be
Chuck Desmond said shrewedly, returned.
stifly. cut in
NEA
Threatened with deportation having
Janina in her permit,
above, "Miss
Poland in the 1928 interna- tional beauty contest, has gone to Europe to marry as Ameri- dan before returning to the United States legally.
THE
NOW!
Our photo shows the beach at Albuquerque before and after the anthorities decided to look into the matter. Therm aro parts of Repulse Bay which would not suffer by similar "ruthlesENUSU,
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the
Liane shivered. "Permit mo. I go ty, as I said, Mademoiselle has such a bad thing with this young "I didn't mean to butt in. Sorry: What if the clock strikes 12?
She thought, I'm Cinderella. to get a cloak."
vanished! Only her allpper remains man by her side. They threaded Well, he's a swell guy but not at a
Liane by this time was beginning where I left her at the foot of the their way through the mazes of the
They danced into a little covert to find His Highness just a shade stairs." Too ha-cha-cha. like this. racket music.
Clive swore once, roundly and hangings, "Rest?" her escort anked, how to extricate herself from the Clive's arm tightened around her. He's ori parude. Can't be himself." of chrysanthemums and silken too national but she hardly knew How well he danced! He said. Clive, somewhat
Desmond said "Cheery-ho"
situation.
und began to ran. "One grows fatigued?"
"I'll wait," she agreed.fiercely, "Sorry," and steered her deftly again.
"Not at all," Liane assured him. The Prince hurried off. He was his train followed quickly around a cruising pair, a plump "Known that fellow long?" Clive But already he was drawing out a not gone more than three minutes Prince, Chuck Desmond and half a Tressa matron in den green velvet and her asked in a volec just a shade too little gilt chair, offering her at the most. When he returned the dozen other young men. languid escort. Liane thought for
cigarette.
staircase was empty. The little who had been sitting at Mrs. Clees- an instant that the tightening of ensual.
"Mademoiselle does not wish? gilt chair had been overturned. One paugh's side tried to soothe that hia arm had been an impulsive "I met him at the theatre last
But how refreshing!" He mar of the gardenine which the girl had agitated lady. Liano explained. "He's Hummer movement. Her pulse had quick-.
veiled at her. "Ah, this is pleasant." worn on her shoulder lay crumpled, "It's nothing," she said in her ened a little at the thought. With nice. Lot of fun."
Clive said "Hum" in a noncom-
They were u little withdrawn a shred of flesh coloured chiffon cool, amused tone. "No doubt she's disappointment she realized he was mittal manner. Lione almost gig. from the ballroom. The music | clinging very foot of the stairs lay race. These men get excited over
It to
flirting with someone on the ter- only being instinctively gallant, gled. She had never before scen
came to them faintly muted Liane At the trying to avoid a collision which him give an Impersonation of the thought of Clive whose blue eyes the most tell-tale clua of all-a tiny nothing at all." had seemed imminent.
would search the dancers for her in aliver slipper.
Mrs. Clecspaught bridled angrily. protective male. Strang, strange young man, she
vain.
The Prince hurried to the Clees-"I fear you are not thinking what reflected. A little piqued she was She was sitting in the Cleespaugh The Prince lifted a curtain which paugh box.
you say, Trossa," she admonished. "Mademalsclic—” he gasped; hla that he had never tried to "make box a few moments inter when Des concealed a littic door. This leads
Tressa bit her lip. "Sorry, love to her. Did he think her so mond and that resplendent figure to the balcony," he said softly. eyes searching the group. She has was just trying to cheer you," sho unattractive? Well, she mustn't appeared in the doorway.
"Let us find ourselves some air. Igonet Of a surety violence has said lightly. "Cliwo will find her. His Highness wishes to be pre- porish here! quarrel with her fate. He had
Don't worry." been done!" asked her to marry him and she, sented to mademoiselle," muttered The little winding stair indeed Clive said, "What's that?" sharp-
Little
groupe began to gather at the end of the ballroom. The for reasons of her own, had agreed, the newspaper man, an audacious led to a tiny gallery with French fy, angrily.
The murmur ran along the line. gleam in his eye. Clive had risen, windowa "Ah, you are cold." His Highness, Hugo of Stavaria, orchestra leader lifted an author!- The Prince!"
(Continued on Pape 10.) A discreet, polite stood glowering.
mourned the prince, noting that gesticulated wildly. "Of a certain-
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