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PUPPY LOVE IN LONDON.

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They're lap dogs now, in a clumay, sprawly sort of way, but their mistress won't be cuddling them long. For despite their wrinkled faces they're very young puppier and one of these days" will be making the rounds of the English dog showe na podigreed bulldoge. They're shown with their owner at the South Landon

kannels.

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Heart of Liane

MABEL MCELLIOTT

THE HONGKONG

TELEGRAPH,

MONDAY, AUGUST 31, 1931.

SOVIET CHIEF.

DIDN'T WATCH HIS OVERHEAD.

Speaking of riding for a fail, there are plenty of vps and down in the life of a rancher. The camera caught ons bronchobuster in an off moment during the recent Calgary stimpede.

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BEGIN HERE TODAY,

Llane Barrelt, 1 was beatiful, flee in

erumpet New York apartment with her mother, Caas Harrett, a mother failed actress, On bus night Llane gore dinner with Molly Cronin, neighbour, sad two oi Mala's men friends. There is a hunting and the

agirl beint sa a winnen, She Artida a pote

er, who was tired and not strong, was starting out on that dreary business of touring. Not one night studs of course. Better than that. Hut Liane know well the sort of lint, tawdry apartment and fur-

to her niether who arrives and paraden tished runs her mother would be

Bhan McDermid, the young policeman In able to afford in the various cities charge. that Llane is unvertit at wrong- to

dolor. That night at the Theater where which she would go with the -Casu in playing Llaze ensinteri a haudassse Now Art crowd.

stranger' who, avanku her nama

A few days Inter Ones and blade go lal "Nothing like this," thought the

Willow Stream. 1. L., where Crus ha an young girl regretfully.

Forment Int!

theiten!

by wealthy Mr. Cleengminch,

widow with er som, Glive. Janne wurke in

Latch pretty society girl. At Muriel's homa

Then, being young, she forgot

the box office, sharing sluttes with Muriel that guilty Teeling and pro- Liane again meets the handsome Age reeder to enjoy herself wholly, spoke to her in the chastre. He de Mrs. Cleespaugh had said autocrat-

who

Van Robard, but when Lane mention him iently, "I never come down to break-

her mother maken Idane promise to have

nothing more to do with him.

Mr. Clespaugh milk Chun ļo Set inne

fast. Never appear before eleven

stay with har during the winter. Muriel fact.

Perhaps you'd like to

Ladil go dancing one night with Clark) have tray in your room” Desmond, debonair newspaper mati, and her

WAR This bridge closed United States dist the eastern dist of on the suit of the Re Conf Texas its

With the controversy between Texas and Oklahoma over the quaition of free and toll bridgwa at a high pitch, Texas Rangers are shown here berricading the southern end of the new fras bridge cran the Red river at Denision. Taz, and Durant, Okla., after Governor Murray of Oklahoma at-

tempted to route traffic over the span.

ton," she said. "From Mother. She

mber lagtehen Van Robard his merelt at Liane had agreed that that would said Elsie threatened to write me them, belloring lay have eloped, die taken be delightful. Demure

had soon. They've been gone

Linze with him. Elale tells her taler that been. Quiet and tractable as be-week," she reminded him.

Van and Ar, hold's lover must |

just a

the girt in crushed. Liane lines wincame the young companion of an "Yes, I know." His tone sounded Desmond no Ands him inter ristnerntle old lady.

careless, but as he went on, with

think Vat dure Bot care for her bat

during a hold-up at the theatre enter balt "I'm going to be happy here," a smile and a nod for her, she he show great rourers for her. It led Liane decided suddenly with one of couldn't help wondering. How deep

those

cited the Liana will spend the waing Cleepnagh Cara

with

Mrs.

packa to

return to the city at tim end of the seaan) which are flashes of preselence had his firtation with Elsie gone?

ndiana, helping her, ener Korner An

old pleture of Ca' winter, Jakten. Kaya Latina be dead mind zuľames for ady

about fer,

CRAPTER XI

UN, {'na

ente occasionally to all of The artress was beautiful in a lush, Why she believed that she ripe way. "She's the sort," Liane uldn't have sld,

Nevertheless thought artlessly, "that men mast she did.

simply mad about." This pur- She got into her old, crisp white feolar young man seemed so shy, tinen presently. Der dark hair was so reticent, one couldn't guess how The room was long and low-collap from the shower. It curled seriously his feelings WETU in- Juged and it seemed to Liane and shaped itself delightfully

volved. En he pelted with ugly, comfortableler her skitful fingers, "Poor girls "He's nice," she decided. Yes, mahogany furniture of the Victoare the ones who should be born that was exactly the word for Clive. rlan age. Mrs. Cleespaugh's big old, with a natural wave." Linne re- Not exciting probably but good, de- - house proved to be a curious dwell. Alected, thankful this was so in her pendable. She hoped, quite grave- jase. "J's only the rich ones who ly, that Elle hadn't trilled with

can afford a hairdresser once week."

un-

#his young affections, Elsie had a

way of doing iuch things.

ing.

"Mother's dining room. is pare Borgia," Olive told her that first day, with affectionate amusement

the study Mrs. Cleespaugh rustled in on the in his voice, Liane and had to where she began her morning task stroke of 11. Her white hair w

black, worm

She went down into

ngree. The great,

of straightening out the accounts, piled high. She was majestic in euten oak table with its huge poly-ting mail, slitting the envelopes lilac-coloured swiss, her Jurautte

chromed candlesticks and the dark,Her convent training stood her in chain.

which she knew contained bilis. danging from a thin platinum

red velvet curtains looped back

the

WAY.

M18.

the pile of cheques and sitting down to sign theni. "I thought wer! drive to Easthampton for luncheon. It's sticky, isn't it? Has my son put in an appearance yet?"

Liane told her Clive had good up? to change.

"Ah, then perhaps he'll join us," suld the old lady in a tone of quiet satisfaction. "By the way, my dear,

NEA

While thronga of strikera and striké sympathizers set up a chorus of joare, police arrested ten persons during a recent de- monstration outside the Royal Wearing Company mills at Pawine- kol, Rhode Island. ` This picture shows one woman striker being led from thu acona,

don't know will he be able to come

A MILITARY 'COUP.

KANSU CAPITAL THROWN INTO A PANIC.

from the windows, seemed out of good stead. She had been taught "Good child, to get through all place so near to the hall with its She was lever at figures and she

to be neat, methodical, orderly. that stack," she approved, dicking! Chinese lacquers and gold tea box wrote a clear, feminine script. paper on the walls, Strange, strange

Honestly there isn't enough to bouse! Yet Linne rather liked it. It was ugly and rich and comforta keep anyone really busy," the girl ble. Her own room pleased her.

thought as

as her slim Angers worked The great bed had a priceless lace busily, surely, among the papers on coverlet over roso Batin. There was the old walnut desk. She was puz- a puff rose-coloured down, comfor- zled at Mrs. Cleespaugh's desire to fer. Not at all the sort of thing have her there. "It's probably more girl would have chosen because she's lonely than for any young but luxurious in a heat sort of other reason," she decided. Their haven't given you your salary afternoons were given over mostly cheque yet. I think it would be bet- "Tin dreaming," she said, sitting very tired Linne read to her in the that a weekly matter."

to driving. If her employer was ter, perhaps, if I arranged to make up and blinking us she regarded the late afternoon. If there were vial- "Salary?" Linne stammered. "But breakfast tray which Norn, one of the deft, well-trained maids, had set she worked in the rose garden, lving was enough."

tors Liane poured tea, Sometimes thought-Mother understood my. down on the Inlaid table." Cleenpaugh had five maldo, all Irish nipping leaves, spraying the bush- "Nonsense!" Bald Mrs. Clees-for a bit, he's that busy."

en with . villainous, mixture, girls.

Inpaugh disdainfully. "You're being Mrs. Cloespaugh rapped her eye the morning, too, she was expected a most efficient secretary. Certain-glasses sharply on the gleaming The breakfast tray was very mod- to replace the bicoms in the draw-ly you're to have a salary. How desk.

Tell him I said to come at ern, net with thin, sprigged china ing room and study with fresh does $30 a week seem to you?" ..once. It's frightfully important." -dishes in pink and white. The cov-ones. This was joy not work, "It acema magnificent!" faltered Linne was disturbed. She had

Peking, Aug, 29, ured dish held golden toast. The really. Yes, she was happy here. the young girl, almost overcome. never seen the old lady in this Chinese reports siste that a fat little pink jar had honey In It.

Why with that she could do magic mood. Perhaps this manner of his military coup d'etat was carried "The tall, crystal glass was Alled And yet there was a restlessness thingut She could save, put by a mother's explained the young man's out on Thursday night

at Lan- with organe Juice. The bulbous pot under "Liane's qu'iet content-nest egg for her mother. She could sudden shynesses, his hesitations chowfu, capital of Kansu Province. poured out a thin, amber stream of ment. She had the feeling she was bity herself new gloves. And her and withdrawals. Liane sat quiet, The Provincial Governor, Ma inviting collec.

waiting, watching for something to shoes were shubby. Perhaps she hardly daring to lift her eyes. Hung-pin, was taken prisoner and "Luxury" alghed the young girl, happen.

flushed painfully at the thought- "Want to see me, Mother?" The his rival, General Ma Wen-chu, de- throwing her cheap challis dressing "Hello," said a quiet voice. She perhaps Mrs. Cicespaugh had a girl looked up to see Clive, still in clared himself Governor. gown over her shoulders and slip looked up. Clive, the son of the ticed that fnet.

his damp and crumpled tennis The coup d'etat 1948 BCCOM- ping her narrow feet into well-house, dripping in his tennis flan-

things, standing in the doorway, panied by an outbreak of rifle-fire worn broached mules. She dashed nels, stepped through the Fronch

The old lady was observing hor) "I certainly did. I want you to which sent the populace into a to the bathroom where ahe window that gave on the terrace. shrewdly. "You're carning it, dress and lunch with 11. We panle, but the city is now normal. splashed and showered,

The coup d'etat is believed to be turning quickly to the nilusting his forehead sighing and wip-my dear, I assure you," she said haven't a minute to spare. Leave

"Isn't it?" agreed Liane.

with satisfaction. "No qualms are the animal to Kelly and hurry," at anti-Nanking but the outcome ing morning repast. Nora had

She necessary. D

The old lady's voice was impera-of local fouds, Reuter, drawn the shades, shutting out thinking she had never seen the rope. When the fresh-faced Irish

looked

up at him smiling and Mrs. Cleespaugh touched a bell tive. the insistent September sun. “

Clive said, unperturbed, “So that heard and I'm going," he rappod tail, shy young man look so well. girl in her apple green uniform and was it! Sorry, I am not lunching out. "No scenes, please. I'm a bit Liane thought with a paug, "How He held a white sweater on his crisp, ruffly apron appeared, the with you today." He turned on his waary of them." Mother would have loved this?" The thought made the delicious food arm. His fair hair foll in a damp, woman said, "Tell Mr. Clivo I wish heel. His jaw had taken on a hard He was gone.

curling forelock over his forehead to seo Irim when he is ready." almost bitter for an instant. Then

line. His voica crackled.

"Bravo!" Liane applauded him in she remembered, "It's what she to know.

"Heard from Elsio?" he wanted "He's out by the stablos, Ma'am," "Olivo, did you hear me?" her heart Yet she felt sorry for the rosy girl reported in a few mo- He wheeled and now Linne saw the old woman, who sat, staring at wanted me to do." Just the same,

Liano frowned. "I had a lottorments, Liane felt a little guilty, Her moth-Isl's see?-on Monday, from Bos distemper, and Mr. Clive says he his blus

"Wan of the maree has a from Behind, her volled leabag that the closed toor.

eyes were

To be Continued)

"Hot!" he sald

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