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'HIGH SPEED GIRL,
A Sensational Novel of
Pleasure-Mad Youth
What Has Happened Before
Laurel Oakes, 19, thoroughly “modern,” finds that she will be
alone at dinner. She flirts with Roger Sartoris, 29, blase, jaded
young man who is infatuated with her. Imogene Gay invites her
to a “moonlight party."
Laurel drives her roadster out to a deserted farm house where
she finds a convivial party.
Laurel flees from the party which becomes too wild for her.
Finding her tires slashed she flees down the road and is
rescued by a stranger.
(Now Go On With the Story)
CHAPTER NINE
A strong black coffee, taken
half an hour after the aspirins
and bromo-seltzer, pulled Lau
rel Oakes together —
Presently she was singing in
the bath-tub. It was a good
old world, after all. The sun
was shinipg gloriously, and
there was the hum of bees and
crickets outside her window.
A graciousness was on the
land today. As though the
whole earth were giving
for its own beauty and fer
tility.
She—Laurel Oakes — owed
thanks to someone, too. What
about that good-looking young
man who had been her res
cuer?
Would he call her up, to find
out how she was?
She wished he had showed
some eagerness to make a date
with her...
But nothing of the sort. His
attitude had been that of a
big disapproving brother.
Well, she’d certainly asked
for criticism, what with the
wild and unconventional char
acter of their meeting, followed
by her unrepentant pertness.
Still, on this heavenly morn
ing of high summer, she
couldn’t get the stranger out
of her head.
She must confide in someone.
It would have been wonderful
to talk it all over with mother
—but then lovely Constance,
like nearly all the mothers of
the other girls she knew, was
always too busy to listen!
Preoccupied they were, with
their own lives. Perpetual
haste engulfed them.
Fear of Ridicule
There was the fear of ridi
cule. too, which held one back
from giving away one’s secrets
to an older generation.
Mothers showed indifference
to their young daughters’ prob
lems, shirking responsibility
. . . and Constance was one of
those whom time was contin
ually pressing.
What with her golf, her dates
at the Country Club, her eternal
bridge and poker parties . . .
(and mother played quite high!)
. . . her matinees in town and
her dress fittings, any attempt
that Laurel made to discuss
anything vital with her mother
had been side-tracked.
It was the same with all the
other girls. Yduth went un
guided at the very time it need
ed advice most.
Yet Laurel conitnued to have
a sort of blind faith in her love
ly mother. “If only Connie
would listen she would tell me
the right thing to do . . .’’
With all the changing and
conflicting standards of the
world today Connie’s advice
would be worth something . . .
And the only person that
tried to be any sort of guide to
her was reckless, ultra modern
Imogen!
"The blind leading the
blind’” . . . that was the sit
uation.
But why worry? One was
only young once . . . and if
dad and mother were perpet
ually busy on their own good
times why shouldn’t she make
whoopee? . . .
Laurel got out of the bath
tub wrapping a coat of French
toweling that was printed with
great red roses about her.
• Fresh Undies
From among the perfume
sachets in her bureau drawer
she drew out a fresh set of
underwear.
In cobweb lace and delicate
pink silk. She donned long
chiffon stockings.
“All glorious within”.. .she
would be that today. Maybe—
who knows?—She might see
her handsome young doctor?
She‘ had .enjoined him to
strict secrecy. It had taken
quite a lot of cajoling.
From a perfumed hanger in
her closet she took down a
lovely little sports dress that
looked very simple, but had
cost S4O.
It was in pale pink silk, with
embroideries in orchid on the
natty little belt and cuffs and
collar.
She laid it on the bed. and
made up her face elaborately.
Then slipped into the en
chanting frock, and down on
her wavy brown locks drew a
little helmet hat —in feather
weight felt—of the same
delicate pink color.
Oh, show the forehead more.
As she moved the hat back
from her brow there was a
twinge of pain from the cut
that was a couple of inches
from her temple.
Would the darn thing bleed
again?
And just then the bedroom
door opened, and in came her
mother.
“Good morning, dear. You
♦ look ’in the pink.’ as the Eng
lish say. Did you go out last
evening?”
“Yep.”
“Where to? I got back late
myself, so didn’t look in your
room. But I expect you’d been
a long time sleeping."
“Probably, mum.’’ Laurel
avoided her mother’s' eyes. She
became busy with her powder
puff at the mirror. "Did you
have a good time?”
"M’m. Yes. But I had bad
luck at cards—”
“Then you’re lucky in love!
You know that saying?”
Her mother sat down on the
edge of the bed and smiled at
the speaker.
“You precocious child! Don’t
you think I’m long past any
thing of that sort?”
The Right Age
“No. According to what I
read—and hear —you’re right at
the fashionable age for an
‘affaire,’ said Laurel saucily.
“Good heavens! But Con
stance seemed pleased, none the
less. She said: “Then you
don’t think falling in love is
the flapper’s prerogative?”
Laurel swung around on her.
Her heart was beating oddly.
What had happened to her
self last night? Hadn’t she
been thinking continually of
the good-looking young doctor?
But—-because of the distance
Connie had always maintained
between them—she could not
“unloosen” now to her mother.
“You sweet thing, for me I con
sider love’s the bunk, and ro
rance ‘out,’” she replied airily.
“A young girl like you? Why,
Laurel!”
“Yep. No man’ll ever take
the starch out of my spine...
no man’ll ever knock me into
a coma!”
“You valiant child, throwing
a dare like that in the face of
providence!”
“I’m not, Connie. I’m merely
talking sense.”
“Sense? If romance is taken
ut of the world, what have we
got to live for?”
“Fun. High-speed. Thrills.
Hundred per cent pleasure.”
Her mother looked at her as
though she were regarding
some strange, queer specimen.
“D’you mean to say that you
young girls have lost your belief
in love?”
“Yep. I tell you we’ve de
bunked it. It’s all hooey.”
“That hateful slang! Your
sentiments—or lack of them—
are bad enough without draping
them in such odd words, dar
ling.”
“But they convey the mean
ing, don’t they? Don’t weep
salt tears over my high-priced
but now forgotten eddication!”
“That’s the way Imogen talks.
And that reminds me,” said her
mother, “I’ve been hearing
rather queer talks about Imo
gen lately.”
(Continued Tomorrow)
Advice to the
Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX
Tired of Married Life
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I have been married 13 years
and have three little girls. I
tried very hard to make my
marriage a success, to be a com
panion and pal to my husband,
but I found out that he had
been unfaithful to me for years,
• and about six years ago. he told
me that he was tired of married
life, and left us, witn no money
except a little which he pays us
through the court.
1 am terribly lonesome and
sad, and the struggle of keep
ing a home together for the
children seems more than I can
bear at times. Is ‘here any
harm if I go out with someone
else, as long as I don’t neglect
my children? I wouldn’t think
of marriage while my children
are small, and besides, I am not
divorced. My husband says he
d-. esn’t care. Whenever I have
been out with this gentleman, I
have taken the children. It is
>he only pleasure we have, and
this gentleman is wonderful to
in? children.
DISAPPOINTED MOTHER.
It would be 3 cold heart, in
deed, that would seek to de
prive you and the children of
these little pleasure trips. You
are wise, however, to take the
children with you always. There
could be no harm in seeing your
friend occasional’./ in this way,
hut I would advise you to be
very discreet so as to give your
husband no cause for a counter
suit or action against you.
Your life seems unhappy now
hut, as your children grow and
develop, you will forget the past
ui your interest in them. Make
them the companions and pals
’heir fath?-. failed to be. and
you will find they will be
enough to recompense you for
all you have suffered.
THE WASHINGTON TIMES
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The eyes of men without an Orator!"
—Shakespeare.
!« that what they mean when they say Beauty need not (peak?
Beauty needs no brains to help her clear her way through the
world? Beauty can bo “dumb” and yet devastate? Beauty just
needs to look, and man reads in that look implications and dreams.
By E. V. Shepard
Sometimes the play of a hand
appears so simple that we be
come heedless. Half the hands
played win or lose the best ob
tainable results on the first
trick, before every player has
settled down to real business.
This hand offers an illustra
tion of this kind.
A 9-7-6 2
V 9-5-3-2
♦ S-2 7
AK-J-10
A Q-J-10-5 * A A-K
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A J-7-3 * " A A-Q-10-6
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A 8-4-3
V 10-7-4
4 K-9 5-4
A 6-3-2
B made a fourth hand open
ing bid of 3-No Trumps. He
evaded use of a demand bid;
perhaps because he wanted to
be the declarer; perhaps to
score his 150 points for four
aces at no-trumps. Nobody in
terfered with the bid.
The opening lead was Z's
fourth best diamond. B won
the trick with his 10. Hoping
that later on some player might
be obliged to lead a card of one
or the other major juit, and
clearing the way for such an
event, B took two spade tricks
and two heart tricks. Next he
led a low club, which was cap
tured by Y’s 10, and a diamond
was led through the declarer,
to be won by Z’s K. Back came
a diamond, upon which A’s J
and B’s Q fell together.
B laid down his Ace of Clubs,
followed by a smaller card, and
Y won the third and last trick
for his side. B scored game and
one oyer-trick, receiving his
partner’s congratulations upon
good bidding and play. But he
had mishandled the play on his
first trick. He should have won
twelve tricks, instead of ten.
Instead of winning the first
lead of diamonds with his 10. B
should have won with his Q, so
that dummy’s J would have be
come a sure card of entry. B
next should have taken his two
Style Bulletin
Chile has 2,900 miles of sea
coast and 89 seaports, making
it the only genuinely maritime
nation in South America.
Industries in Great Britain
now employ a total of 3,474,-
170 women. This is an increase
of 500,000 since 1923.
— B*"
Interesting Bridge Problem
SHOPPING
The Thrilling Story of a Reckless Modern Girl
Whose Only Thought Is to Have a Good Time
spade and two heart tricks,
just as he played the hand.
To make his small slam B
next should have led his 10 of
Diamonds towards the dummy.
If Z won the trick with his K,
B would have next put dummy
in with a lead of his own 6
Diamonds A could then have
won two Spade tricks and two
Heart tricks, and the declarer
would have ended play by
taking one Club and one Dia
mond trick.
Players must be on the
watch against blocking entry
to dummy as B did.
The hand given below was
played at 4-Hearts doubled,
and fulfilled its contract with-
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▲ Tailored Kid Angora Dress
For Classrooms and the
Campus
TA« Naftona/ Daily
intelligences, and depths that the Beauty wots not of? It seems
to be one of those facts that we cannot talk away nor get around.
To be beautiful is all some women need to be to gain all that
women value. But you can say SOME ugly duckling, for you can
put your finger upon the name and under the lovely face of
many a beauty, who had little to say for herself, and let LOVE say
that little, with tragedy in black type writing the finis to her
story.
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nent's mistake. The opening
lead was the K of Clubs. Be
tween now and tomorrow see
if you can make four odd.
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(Copyright, 1931, King Features
Syndicate', Inc.)
* Some girls are glad and some
are sad at the thought of going
back to college. But when the
day arrives, there’s always lots
of excitement. Hailing class
mates again, exchanging tales
of holiday parties, boasting of
new beaux and most thrilling
of all—showing off your new
clothes. It’s just like a fashion
show when girls start trying on
their vacation purchases.
Go Shopping Now
Practically everyone comes
back with a few new dresses
and a coat. You get so tired of
. forever wearing the same things
around the campus. And a Sat
urday afternoon in town, or a
week-end a home is always
crammed with so many activi
ties that’ there’s no time to
really shop. And besides a col
lege girl needs variety in her
wardrobe, to buck up her spirits
through that everlast.’sg middle
term!
Tailored Kid Angora
Os all the dresses that we
saw and knew would answer
the purpose, we liked the one
illustrated at the left above
the best. It’s made of kid
angora—just as smart a fabric
as anyone could want for in
formal wear. There’re two
colors very cleverly combined.
A bright color or white for the
mannish little tailored collar,
the buttons and belt buckle all
matching the upper half of the
sleeves and saddle shoulders.
Then the rest of the dress
and lower part of the sleeves
are dark—either black or
brown. Oh! We nearly forgot
there was one in red. with
white for the contrast in the
For Back-to-College
Clothes
TUESDAY—DECEMBER 29—1931
Last Word
In Style
AN OUTSTANDING STYLE is
the evening frock with the stif
fened skirt. A frock of white net
with embroidery in silver and
blue is worn over a stiff white
taffeta petticoat, set in wide
hoops.
CORAL CALLS all lovers of the
beautiful and so it is being used
more and more. A new and
lovely choker necklace alter
nates section of carved jade
with carved coral beads and is
completed by a carved coral
plaque and rings of small coral
beads.
With Alice and Evelyn
shoulders, etc., that was grand
looking, too. And don’t think
for a moment that we over
looked a college allowance, in
selecting this dress. It costs
under $8!
Sunburst Seams or
Raccoon Collar?
Because sport coats play such
an important part in college
life, we decided to find the best
looking one in town. And you’ll
see what we decided on, sketched
down below. Perhaps the sun
burst seaming all around the
shoulders was the thing that
bowled us over. Or it may have
been the richness of the raccoon
collar—that’s nicely set off from
the neck to keep from rubbing,
by the /Ay.
Peg Pockets and Raglan Sleeves
It’s a knockout coat, at any
rate, in every single detail. The
raglan-set sleeves have little
vertical flaps, instead of cuffs,
tapering toward the elbow.
They’re trimmed with the
simplest of buttons, which match
the round buckle of the fabric
belt. And the slanted pockets
are flared in a peg-top manner.
This coat is made of a light
weight, chinchilla-like fabric—
quite a change from our old
campus friends, tweeds, and
spongy wool and camels’ hair!
There’s beige and blue and red
and green ard tile to choose
from. And the price is around
S4O.
For more information con
cerning these garments, call or
write The Washington Times
Fashion Department, inclosing
a self-addressed, stamped en
velope.
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Allowing one** face and manner to speak for themselves is not
bad advice to any girl—even unbeautiful. There is a great deal
of talk in the world, and the girl who does not do too much,
seems to get along romantically, very, very well indeed! Let
your eyes—and Love speak for you. He has boasted of, and
boosted up, many a plain girl as well as the beauty.
4 —NELL BRINKLEY.
Your Health and Diet
There is no question that the ♦
energy of our nation comes
largely from carbohydrate foods.
We spend more than any other
nation on sugar. Over a mil
lion dollars a day for candy
alone—s39o,ooo,ooo per annum.
And $500,000,000 for soda water.
As a matter of economy it is
a very good way to obtain
energy. If you had to live on
sugar alone you could live for
less than 12 cents a day. A
pound of sugar furnishes 1,820
calories, and sugar costs about
7 cents a pound. Os course,
no one could live very long on
this—first, because the linked
sweetness long drawn out would
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A Grand Colored Coat to
Wear Now and All Through
The Spring, Too!
BY MAY CHRISTIE ‘
Drawn By Nell Brinkley
By Logan Clendening. M. D.
■ be nauseating and, second, be
cause without protein, vitamins
and minerals, weakness and dis
ease would set in.
Carbohydrates should form a
little more than half the entire
diet. They should furnish about
1,600 of the 3,000 calories the
average adult consumes in, a
day. This means about 400
grams of carbohydrate, as
against 200 grams of fat and
protein together.
In bulk the carbohydrate con
taining foods are even more In
preponderance since the vege
tables and fruits must be
classed as carbohydrate foods
and they give most of the bulk
to our diet.
Commoner names for carbo
hydrates are sugars and
starches. The purest form of
carbohydrate in the average
diet is ordinary granulated
sugar. Bread, crackers, cereals,
are all predominantly carbohy
drate, their flours containing
from 60 to 80 per cent of that
food element.
Vegetables range from 5 per
cent to 20 per cent carbohy
drate: in reducing diets and
diabetic diets the patient is
usually given a list showing
what vegetables are 5 per cent,
what ones are 10 per cent, and
what ones are 20 per cent.
Among the 5 per cent ones are,
asparagus, lettuce, tomatoes,
sauerkraut. cauliflower and
spinach; among the 10 per cent
ones are squash, beets, carrots,
onions and pansnips; among
the 20 per cent ones are peas,
corn, potatoes and beans.
Interesting and
Timely Facts
Ireland has the fewest sui
cides in proportion to the popu
lation.
“White beer” has been brewed
in Berlin, Germany, for the
! past 250 years. This beverage,
brewed in part from malted
wheat with the bacteria of sour
! milk and with top fermenta
tion, has a low alcoholic con
tent and a refreshing acidity.
Australia, according to the
latest estimates, has 356 shoe
factories, employing 18,783 un
der normal conditions. During
the year ended June 30, 1930,
these factories produced 13.195,-
052 pairs of boots and shoes
1 and 3,335,907 pairs of slippers.