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April 8, 1940. Bushmiller
FARM FED
Tel. 28151.
PORK
ANDY HARDY GETS
SPRING FEVER
A stickin' Plaster.
NDY was having his trouble with
The pesky little kid had somehow gotten it into his head that he was going to be the guy to run the moon in the play and nothing would dislodge the notion.
The worst of it was Andy thought, that they needed Stickin' Plaster's friend- ship right now because they were going to have to borrow some fans from his father's alectrical store in order to run the volcano. And what with the play opening in just a few days, things were in a mess.
They were all gathered in the Hardy garage one afternoon
and Beezy Anderson
туля standing by. ' in
By
panting outrage. gosh, it was his moon and nobody in the whole wide world was gonna run it but him.
"Now Stickin' Plaster, be reasonable," Tommy Mac- Mohon was saying.
Andy turned to Beczy. "Lenune talk to you."
Beczy backed away. "You ain't gonna sell me nothing."
Andy leaned closer and said in a confidential whis- per,
"Beczy, any guy that wants to run the moon is crazy."
Then I'm crazy, cause I want to run it."
Andy began to talk mere rapid- ly. He was up against a tough one and he knew it. "Beezy, when that ol' volcano starts tendin' away. with flames, shootin" up into the sky; lemne ask you-will people be looking at the moon or at the volcano?"
in
"Well," Beczy said reluctantly,
guess the volcano," Andy
hands spread triumph. "Why sure. People will be talking about that eruption vol- cano for years and you'll be the fellow who worked i."
"Well all right-lt: I can work the volcano"
here
הן!
"Attaboy." Andy wiped his fore- head. "It's all settled fellus. Beczy is gonna run the volcano and Stickin' Plaster
have the moon,"
Beczy gestured magnanimously. "Everybody'll know, it's my moon anyway because the programme is gonna read, Moon by Franels Bacon Anderson."
"Oh no it ain't," Stickm' Pluster said calmly, "It's gotta say on the programine. Moon by Stickin'--1 incan, Moon by Harmon Higgin- botham, Junior." That's the way Mian Meredith and told him to stand up for his rights and that was how he was goin' to do it.
"I quit," Beezy yelled,
*
STICKIN' Plaster started toward the door. "I didn't wanna.come here in the first place.'
"Stickin'
Andy went after him. Plaster," he said desperately, "re you gonna stand in the way of
whole show?"
was the
ou
cool
don't really care," retort, "but I just couldn't
to lend me ask any father valuable and expensive fan for n zhow that didn't even. have my name on the programme."
Andy went deep into thought. "I got it," he cried, "Stickin' Plas- ter runs the moon, so naturally the progranume's gotta say, 'Moon by Harmon Higginbotham, Junior.* And Beezy is gonna run the vol- cano so he gets on the programme with Volcano Eruption by Francis Bacon Anderson."
Beczy repeated it to savour the sound. "Volcano by Francis Ba- con Anderson." He nodded gravely and salvaged his honour. "It's still my moon but I guess I know my duty,"
Andy sighed relievedly, "Oh boyl What a time Shakespeare musta had with Romeo and Juliet."
After that it was quite a let- down with the whole thing settled. Andy trudged on home and as
ADAPTED FROM THE Metro Goldwyn Mayer PICTURE
by BEATRICE FABER
usual when he was alone, he bo- gan to think of Rose. He could Eee her beautiful eyes, so dark and mournful and hear her lovely voice.
the
person.
IF he could only talk to somebody about her, kind of describe what she was like- then he thought of Dad.
Why, sure, just They'd talk about it, man to man. Andy found the Judge in the den before dinner but at first he was reluctant to
father speak. His looked kind of worried,
"Hello Pep," he said hesitantly. "You-you too busy to talk?"
"Oh hello Andy. No, I suppose not."
The Judge's voice rounded little strained. "What's heel and on your mind?"
"Oh nothing much." Andy twirled his cap a few
few times then snid. enutiously, "Say Dod, have 1 men- tioned to you that we got a new teacher, Miss Meredith?"
The Judge spoke drily, "I be- leve you have mentioned
it. Why?"
"Nothing." There was an odd look on Andy's face. "Only she made me think about women look- ing older than they are in years."
"YOU menn she's spiritually nearer your own age?" the Judge asked shrewdly.
"Yeah. That's what 3 was think- ing coming down the street. Gee,
strange ain't it? I menn, about growing up. One moment you feel, you think, you act like a kid. The next moment, well, you aren't. that's all."
Judge Hardy's eyes unrrowed but he asked casually, "What
makes the difference?"
I
"Oh, things that happen to you I guess." Andy stared at the floor. "Gee, I've got to start thinkin' about the future Pop. This busi ness about life bein' a bowl of cherries, that's okay when you haven't got a thing on your mind"
,,you got on your
"What have
Andrew?"
mind
Andy looked up, startled out of his trance. "Nothing," he said eva- sively. "Nothing at all. I'm just talking, honest," lie rose and went toward the window, "Dad, chank- ing the
Yes,,bject
"What is there that nearly kills you about seeing a woman cry?"
A woman, Andy?" "Somebody grown up. Somebody
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wonderful." He looked up into the sky, "Geo, be a full moon in a couple days. Well, thanks Dadi."
In spite of his anxiety the Judge's eyes
"You're twinkled. welcome, Andrew."
There's lot I want a talk over-called, "Keep that chin up!" with you one of these days Dad." Andy opened the door and found Marian standing there, one hand raised to knock. He smiled at her with
adult dignity and to her utter amazement, stood aside to let her pass. "Came in Marian. Dad's in here,"
Her eyes were filled with tears. "I won't der She looked at him as he turned away, "Dud." she
"Well thunks." She sidled past him, completely dazed.
The door closed and she said to her father, "And he didn't even slam . Dad, Mother said you wanted to see me. As a matter of fact, I wan
I wanted
see you too." "Oh
asked vaguely. yea?" he "Look dear, why didn't Mr. Willls return my call this afternoon?"
She cut down beside his desk. "Because he didn't come back to the offee this afternoon."
"Oh." He leaned back heavily. Murinn's
were
compressed. lip "Dad I know you've Invested money in this Aluminum Com- ny. I know you've gotten Mr. Benedict and the others into It." She tried to control her "But I think you ought to know that no material has been ordered for the plant, and not one thing has been done to get the aluminum business started."
"Nothing?"
volec.
Mr. "No. And
Hansen didn't come back to the office after luncheon either. "I've tried to get either of them at the Carvel Hotel all afternoon."
The Judge jumped up and sald
think grimly. "So have I. Well, we'll clear up this mystery. I'll Just go to the office with you to- morrow,"
Early the following morning
Marian unlocked the doors of the
Carvel Aluminum Corporation. "They usually get here about nine- thirts," she said, going into the Inner office.
The Judge sat down determined- ly. "I've got all the time in the world to wait." But suddenly ho heard her voice "Dad." It was just a faint little cry, He rushed In "What is it?"
She pointed to the desk with its empty, cleared out drawers. Then she landed him a small crumpled envelope. On it was stamped, "No- Clonal Airways, Fly Safely Any- where." He stared unbellovingly. Hansen and Willis gone, with the company funds.
He thought rapidly. "For the tiine belag let's keep this to our- Felves. Stay here,
the tinesver phone as usual. And Marlan, don't any anything at home or around
town."
*
WITH sagging shoulders. Judge Hardy waited outside George Benedict's office at the bank.
to think of He couldn't bear what the future held. He remem- bered his optimism when he had gotten George and all the others in on this thing and a shudder ran through him.
Benedict's secretary stepped up to him. "I'm so sorry Judge Hardy. Mr. Benedict's still upstairs in a 10 bu meeting. They expect through soon. Will you wait?"
"Yes, thank you." His smile was forced., "If you don't mind I think I'll sit out here." The phone booth was next to him and he heard a
to girl's voice speaking someone over the wire. From her discus- slon of makeup and costumes he As she could guess who she was. enme past him, he stood up. "How
"do,
Meredith? I'm do ve
Miss you Judge Hardy."
"Oh of course." She held out her hand, "How do you do?"
He smiled. "We've heard a great deal about you at our house,, And I thought we might exchange views on our mutual source of in- formation. Won't you sit down?" "Well," the Judge began rather fonely, "is the play going well?" Just how the dickens could he lead into the subject of Andy?
She solved the problem for him. "Splendidly. And it really isn't bad. You know, Judge, Andy's n remarkable boy.
must be
very proud of him,u
simply "Yes, I am," he said "Fundamentally, he's a good boy, too, Very impressionable though." He looked at her sidewine. "I keep wondering what life's going to do to him.”
What do you mean?"
suppose," he said reflectively.: "that every parent dreads the day his child might get his drst when real hurt. I hope Andrew doesn't get one like I did." His mouth twisted wryly. "You see, ilke Andy, I was pretty much of an ideailst and when I was quite young some- one a good deal older than I was happened to take a fancy to me.
at Unfortunately." Now he looked her squarely. "I think it amused her. She tried to ruin every boy- fah dream, every-illusion, every idea I ever had. It wasn't a pleas- ant experience. I happened to bo saved in time. Thousands of other boys aren't,"
MAR-S
She touched his sleeve. "Judgo Hardy what are you trying to say
to me?"
He thought it out. "Why I guess I'm trying to say that if you'd been another type of girl I wouldn't have dared say anything at all. But I think I can guess your I'm quality Miss Meredith. So rather throwing myself at your mercy. What. I'm saying is ---- my son worships nt your shrine. Please, please try not to hurt him."
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"I beg your pardon." It was Benedict's secretary. "I'm sorry Judge Hardy, but Mr. Benediet will be tied up and says he'll see you nt the Aluminum Corporation Directors meeting to-morrow,
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He peered at her anxiously. "It was meant that way."
"And I promise you,” she said looking stendily into his eyes, "that I won't hurt him, Goodbye, Judge Hardy."
☆ *
DRESS rehearsal started early that evening. The stage was already set with its palm tree cut-outs and its small grass hut upstage.
The volcano was upstage. Lights blazed throughout the auditorium.
The first act got under way and proceeded to its curtain by Als and starts, but without undue mishap, Then came the second act. It was a moonlight scene opening with Andy and Polly, centre Above them the moon began io move across the scene, inching along, Jerk by jerk.
stage.
Andy kept one eye upon it as he recited the Rear Admiral's lines. "You ask me why I am a bitter man, Tabula," he said rapidly, then called back stage in a harsh whisper, "mother with that moon. He turned to Polly. "Ah. what docs a little unspoiled native girl know of such things?"
"But I can guess. You do not like us." Tahuln answered.
"No, no you do not understand." He yelled, "Stickin' Plaster! Easy on the moon."
"But how can you be so unhappy a night like this?" Tahula coaxed, "With the moon-"
on
"Ah yes, the moon," Andy said absently, watching it. Then he re- alised that he hadn't given it enough voice. "AH YES, THE MOON he bellowed..
Almost. In tears Beczy ran up to him from the wings. "The guy's Konno ruin my moon. Didja 11?"
Sec
"Did I see It?" Andy ground out. "Where'd you think I was at the public library?"
Ave For the next
minutes, Stickin' Plaster was given explicit arid savage instructions. The act came to a close and they were soon well into the third. But from the moon on, things hadn't gone any too well. Everybody's makeup was smeared, their costumes awry. Now they were approaching the big volcano scene.
Andy, as the Rear Admiral was Tahula for betrayng reproy didn't you tell me
lim.
"Andy" Beczy called, "there's n short-circuit in the volcano."
"What?" Instantly, Andy was the "Have you outraged mechanic. been monkeying with that thing
again?"
Wait. It's okay," Beezy yelled, "Contact!"
And then, from upstage, there ennie a beautiful golden glow. Rib- bons of flame started to rise im-
an pressively, throwing
orange light over everything.
Gee
that's great," someone yelled.
But suddenly there was a blind- ing flash. The place went into complete darkness, save for the moonlight streaming in through the windows.
"What's the malier?" edith demanded.
Rose Mer-
Suddenly the door opened and Mr. Jensen, the janitor came in. "By Yiminy," he roared, "what are you pays bane doin' with my Hightar
"Nobody's touched your lightr Mr. Jensen," Andy retorted hatly. "Nobody did, huh? You've blew every light in the high school. Fifteen years I bone yanitor here and I ain't riaver—”
look,
but
Ty
fellas
Beczy Budden-
"outed. Look out there"
They rushed to the windows. All of the street Hghts were out. Not even a house light was visible. There was long, awed silence,
Andy broke the silence and there was something much like pride in his voice. "Well fellas, I guess wo did it all right. I guess we blew out every light in the whole town?"
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