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SHORT S TORIES
LEONARD H. NASON
Tradesmen of the Sword
FRANK BUNCE
Come On, Sucker!
Pythias, the Money Changer
Tit, Tat, Tutt
ANNE CAMERON
ARTHUR TRAIN
Introduction: Waltz: Coda
JOSEPH HERGESHEIMER
ARTICLES
This is Florida
GARET GARRETT
Work for a Shorer
BORDEN CHASE
Minnesota's New Baritone
JOHN O’DONNELL
Money on the Make
Winter Cruise; or, Isn't it Fun That We're All in the Same Boat?
ARNOLD NICHOLSON
KATHARINE DAYTON
My Story-"They Wanted None of Me"
IGNACE JAN PADEREWSKI and Mary Lawton
SERIALS
A Hanging Matter (Third part of five)
MARY HASTINGS BRADLEY
Stand-In (Fifth part of six)
CLARENCE BUDINGTON KELLAND
MISCELL ANY
Editorials
Post Scripts
Keeping Posted
Cover Design by Tom Webb
The names of all characters that are used in short stories, serials and semi-
fiction articles that deal with types are fictitious. Use of a name which is
the same as that of any living person is accidental,
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THIS IS
FLORIDA
By
GARET GARRETT
DEAR BOSS: One morning at Orlando, as I was
buying the newspapers and cigarettes, the charm-
ing person who sold them to me said, “How do you
feel this morning?"
This is one of the customs of the country; and not to be
outdone thereby, I replied: "I feel as fine as you look."
She gurgled in a pleased little way, and I thought no
more about it. During the day-by what ruthless means
I cannot say-the municipality deprived the young woman
of my compliment and took it to itself. The evening paper
reported my presence in Orlando, and that I was going to
write a story about Orlando, and then: “Inspired by a
typical day of the fine weather Orlando offers to its resi-
dents and visitors, Garrett said this morning that, 'If I
felt as fine as this city looks, I would be all set." And
so it stands in the official scrapbook.
Note that the weather referred to was not Florida
weather. It was Orlando weather, the special offering of
Orlando. So there is St. Petersburg weather and Miami
weather and Palm Beach weather-even Jacksonville
weather. The jealousy among them is such that they can-
not share the climate with one another. Instead, they zone
it diagonally as temperate, semitropical, subtropical; and
then appropriate it locally.
I tell you this silly thing to suggest what the difficulties
are. It is not enough to say that when the Lord shut up
the Garden of Eden and put a border patrol around it, He
had a lenient afterthought, out of which he made Florida
for the children of Adam and Eve to find. You have to say
it of a certain place, with an inflection against all other
places, and the others will never forgive you. During the
Spanish-American War-and that was thirty-nine years
ago–Richard Harding Davis was with the American Army
at Tampa, where it embarked for Cuba. He wrote about
Tampa on a dull day and found only one thing there to
admire. That was the fantastic hotel, Moorish style, with
thirteen silver minarets, built by Henry B. Plant, when he
got there with his railroad. The Tampa newspapers are
still sore because a distinguished American writer did not
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DLOIVARD H.
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BE N T O N
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ETWEEN Seville and Madrid stretch seven
hundred kilometers of country that can only
be described as God-awful.
sculptured, repelling, the monotonous landscape
pursues the traveler until the Guadiana River is
crossed. Here he comes to a town, the first and, for
that matter, the only one of importance in all the
weary journey to Madrid, a straggling cluster of low
roofs called Mérida.
Upon an autumn day in the nineteen hundred and
thirty-sixth year of alleged grace, a chain was strung
between the first two houses of Mérida, on the north
side of the bridge, so that any vehicle coming from
the direction of Seville must stop. A huge open auto-
mobile, reaching the chain, had halted, while its five
passengers looked out with apprehension at the
sentries, bearded, dark, wearing red and green tur-
bans, that stood beyond the chain.
"Rebels," whispered one of the men in the car.
"Moorish regulares. This will be tough going."
"Bah!" boasted another passenger, a youth
smartly dressed. "Even the Moors know who I am.
Bullfighters have free passage anywhere!"
An officer hurried from one of the houses, buckling
on his sword. He was middle-aged, erect, but with a
Bare, wind-
tolg
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T WAS a break for the kid that he happened to
get down to Sammy's end of the carnival lot,
instead of hanging around the town side, where
Old Man Burley was setting up the big rides. The
show was safely out of California by then, and grow-
ing right along, but it was still hitting bloomers; and
the Old Man would have promised the kid the state
of Arizona with a fence around it, worked his ears
down, then run him off the lot without a nickel.
Sammy promised nothing, but paid what he could;
though what he could pay in towns like Ash Fork was
little enough.
He was wrestling, helplessly and profanely, with
the bull gear of the merry mix-up when he saw the
kid standing near by, watching him.
"What the hell are you doing there?" Sammy
yelled at him.
You can tell something by a man's eyes, if you
know how, but nothing at all from his voice. Sam-
my's was like a buzz saw, and he probably made it
that way to keep anybody from guessing he had a
piece of a heart left. There isn't a carnival stiff on
earth that wouldn't rather be clubbed to death than
pegged for a softy.
"Nothing," the kid answered him, and moved his
feet nervously. He was big and rangy, but he was
all sagged forward, as if he had a hole in his belly.
Probably he hadn't eaten since Texas. Rlld
"Then grab hold of this gear," Sammy said.
That gear was the meanest piece on the lot to
handle. It came in two sections that weighed around
a hundred pounds apiece and were warped so bad
that it was generally an hour's job or more to find
just the combination that would let you bolt it in
place. A lot of razorbacks had wilted, helping Sammy
get that gear in place, but the kid stuck, even with
his belly caving. Sammy looked at him with some
respect when they finally had it together. lo of
"Go on over to the crumb castle and get yourself
a steak and a pack of smokes, then come on back.
Tell Fry they're on me, and I'll break his neck if he
don't give them to you," he told the kid.
Bombardier Menari, the show's chin buster, was
standing talking to Sammy when the kid got back.
Bombardier was all steamed up, though he didn't
show it. He never showed what he was feeling, even
in the ring, except that his eyes, marked with thin
white scars at the corners, grew small and round and
shiny like a snake's, when he was riled. His eyes were
round and shiny now as he told how his punch
dummy had run off the night before, somewhere be-
jumps, and taken along Bombardier's silver-
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HE shoring gang knocked off work for ten min-
utes to smile a little and exchange a few words
about a shorer who had made a mistake. We
were putting down an excavation for a tunnel shaft
in Brooklyn. The surface rubble had been cleared
away and the shovels were tearing into a layer of the
glacial deposit that is Long Island. In one corner of
the excavation the men had uncovered the stone
walls of an old well. It was about six feet in diam-
eter, straight-sided and built of heavy, uncut stones.
And at the bottom was a skeleton.
Back in the latter part of the seventeenth century,
some good Dutch landowner had decided to build
himself a well. Gathering a large supply of stones, a
few timbers and a tool or two, he had turned to the
shorer's trade and started to dig down. A foot at a
time, he had scooped out the free-running sand,
chopped away at the tightly packed gravel and hard-
pan, and surrounded himself with a wall of stone.
Each day found him a little deeper below the surface
of the earth. At times the walls buckled and bent
under the strain of holding back tons of sand. Each
morning he added a few rungs to the ladder. Always
that little patch of sky above grew smaller.
The Subterranean Sixth Sense
'TWENTYfeet he reached a second layer of sand.
But still there was no water. At thirty feet, gravel
again, and through it came a slight trickle of mois-
ture. Probably the farmer smiled and dug harder.
Maybe he noticed the timbers with which he had
braced the sides were slipping a trifle. The stones re-
fused to sit firmly. And the faster he shoveled, the
faster ran the sand into the bottom of his well.
Only a man with the dogged determination of his
race would have kept on to the forty-foot level. Here
water was plentiful and he started to finish off the
bottom of his well. He had put four stones in place-
fitted them evenly one against the other. Then his
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PHOTO BY AMERICAN STUDIO, N. Y. THE FOUNDATION COMPANY, LIMITED
The Start of a Shoring Job in Mixed Ground-Rock, Hardpan and Sand. The Timbers Set Across the Picture are Shore Spurs.
As the Work Goes Down the Face Boards Will be Extended and Cross Bracing Erected to Support the Sidewalk and Street
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Congressman:Baritone John Toussaint Bernard, and Daughter, Marie
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UEER money isn't always counterfeit.
If someone offers you a fifty-cent piece that's
decorated with a portrait of P. T. Barnum
vhere the Goddess of Liberty ought to be, don’t.
pecome alarmed. The Treasury will give you fifty
pennies for it any day, and a coin collector six times
as much.
Barnum half dollars-with apologies to the citizens
of Bridgeport, Connecticut, who are proud of the
centennial coin that honors their patron-are singu-
arly appropriate souvenirs of the wildest chapter in
che history of our coinage. The old gentleman was
right: There's one born every minute; and the ma-
jority of them, recently, have grown up to become
coin collectors.
Using silver for bait-commemorative half dollars,
to be explicit, of which the Barnum coin is one-a few
individuals and communities smart enough to get
congressional help have made a record haul in the
past two years. In 1935 and 1936 the overworked
mints at Philadelphia, Denver and San Francisco
turned out forty-six different commemorative fifty-
cent pieces. Five more are authorized for issue this
year. Two already have appeared.
These commemorative coins portray a strange and
varied array of flora, fauna and faces-with Sen.
Carter Glass, of Virginia, at one extreme, and Mon-
arch II, grizzly king of the San Francisco Zoo, at the
other. We who are ordinary citizens ever see them.
although the Government presumably issues them
to keep us posted on the noteworthy events com-
memorated. They don't circulate, in the true sense o
the word. The coins go from the mint to the privileged
parties whom Congress has designated to receive
them at par, and are sold to collectors and specu-
lators for prices that vary between a dollar and two
fifty apiece.
A Victim of Numismania
COMMEMORATIVES are coined to sell to collece
tors. Congress knows it; the lucky folks who fi
nance celebrations, monuments and what not fror
their sale know it; and strangest of all, the collector
have no illusions about the matter. Many protest, bu
all buy; and such is the nature of their hobby-or al
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Among the Multitude of
Commemorative Half
Dollars Struck by the
Mint
in 1936 are
De=
Featuring P. T.
signs
Barnum, Senator Carter
Glass and Monarch II,
the Grizzly Bear in
the San Francisco Zoo
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IN ALL Washington there was no more imposing
legation than the building that held the Uraba
Ambassador, Sebastian Ocampo de Paz, and his
official staff. Its cement exterior was severely formal,
with a half-circular paved drive on the avenue; in-
side, broad marble steps, Turkey-red carpet, swept
up to a ballroom occupying the entire rear of the
second floor; on the right, the ballroom opened into
an elaborate boudoir-no other word described its
crowded feminine luxury-a salon in the French
taste led to the long, satin-and-gilt drawing room
over the avenue, and that, in turn, through great
double doors, gave entrance to the dining room, the
table set with twenty-two high-backed, deeply
carved Santo-Domingo-mahogany chairs. The hall
below, with the mahogany doors of various offices,
service passages, filling the side walls, was, like the
stairs, carpeted in Turkey red. The effect, against
white marble, was solemnly rich.
It was, however, different at the top of the lega-
tion; there an unfinished space, bitterly cold in the
penetrating Washington winter, unsupportably hot
through the early summer, was casually divided by
unpainted partitions into small and bare quarters,
bedrooms, for servants and staff. The secretaries
dwelt at the front of that Spartan floor, the attachés
lived elsewhere, and from a small, square window,
Amador de Baracoa could look down on the thick,
dusty foliage that, drooping into the autumn,
screened the avenue.
Amador's room owned the simplicity of a cell:
There was an insecure chest of drawers that had
never been varnished, with an electric bulb sus-
pended above it by a cord from the ceiling, a ped-
estal table with a broken, circular top, a rosewood
chair, its damask torn, a scarred but strong kitchen
chair, the narrow white-painted iron bed that
Amador de Baracoa skillfully made up every morn-
ing, and a mirror lacking its frame nailed to a wall.
Amador's clothes hung on pegs in an angle behind a
curtain of faded chintz. A piece of the red carpet,
badly stained, covered some of the floor.
It was past seven o'clock and, already October, the
room was obscured. Amador turned on the solitary
light, gazing at himself satirically in the mirror, and
his appearance, his elégance, in that bare and im-
poverished surrounding was extraordinary. Amador
de Baracoa was young and slight, but his bearing was
both firm and graceful; the morning coat on his
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PHOTO, BY J. C. MILLIGAN
The Author and His Wife on His Ranch ear Paso Robles, California. The Child? Jackie Coogan, That was
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MY STORY
6"THEY WANTED NONE OF ME"
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By IGNACE JAN PADEREWSKI and MARY LAWTON
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Aluminum Company of America
American Kitchen Products Company
American Lead Pencil Company..
American Telephone & Telegraph Co. 42
American Tobacco Company, The..
Arvin Car Radio
B & M Brick-Oven Baked Beans. 78,
Bankers Life Company
Barrett Company, The....
Bóvril of America, Inc....
Briggs Pipe Mixture
Bromo-Seltzer.
Brown & Williamson Tobacco
Corporation.....
Burnham & Morrill Company.
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Camel Cigarettes........
Campbell Soup Company..
Canada Dry Ginger Ale, Incorporated
Central Manufacturers' Mutual
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Chesebrough Manufacturing
Company, Consolidated.
Chicago Flexible Shaft Company.
Chicago Wheel & Mfg. Co..
Chrysler Corporation:
De Soto.
Dodge....
Plymouth.
Coca-Cola Company......
Colgate-Palmolive-Peet Co.....
Colgate's Ribbon Dental Cream .
Congoleum-Nairn Inc.:
Gold Seal Congoleum Rugs.
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De Soto Motor Corporation.
Devoe & Raynolds Co., Inc..
Dick Company, A. B...
Dixie-Vortex Company.
Dixon Crucible Co., Joseph.
Dr. West's Toothbrush.
Dodge Brothers Corporation.
Dutch Boy White Lead..
Electric Storage Battery Co., The..
Emerson Drug Company.
Endurance House Paint
Eveready Batteries.
Exide Batteries....
Fairbanks-Morse & Company
(Home Appliance Division)......
Fitch Company, The F. W..
French Lick Springs Hotel Company
Frigidaire Corporation. . .
Ford Motor Company....
Fortune Shoes....
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General Electric Company:
Mazda Lamps....
General Foods Corporation:
Maxwell House Coffee.
General Motors:
Frigidaire...
General Motors.
General Tire & Rubber Company, The
Gillette Safety Razor Company:
Blue Blades..
Glidden Company, The.
Glover's Animal Medicines..
Gold Seal Congoleum Rugs..
Goodrich Company, The B. F.
Goodyear Tire & Rubber Co., Inc.,
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Gulf Oil Corporation.
Havoline Oil.....
Hecker Products Corp. (Shinola)
Heinz Company, H. J. .
Hohner, Inc., M...
Holeproof Hosiery Co...
Hookless Fastener Company.
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Automobile Compasses..
Hygienic Products Co., The.........
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Indian Refining
International Cellucotny..
Products
Company-Kleenex.......
International Research Corp.........
Johnston Co., Robert A.:
Candies and Chocolate..........
Kinetic Ad Clock Division........
Kohler Co..........
Kool Cigarettes.
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LaSalle Extension University.......
Leonard Division, Nash-Kelvinator
CorporationC......
Lewis-Howe
Lincoln National Life Insurance
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Lloyd-Thomas Co., The............
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Lovell Manufacturing Company, The.
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Mallory Hat Company.
Maxwell House Coffee.
Moog-St. Louis.
Morrell & Co., John.
Nash Motors Company, The......
National Carbon Company, Inc....
National Gypsum Company........
National Lead Company.....
New England Mutual Life Insurance
Co.........
Noblitt-Sparks Industrice Tn
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Onan & Sons, D. W..
Packard Motor Car Co....l...
Parke, Davis & Co.................
Parker Vacumatic Pen and Quink....
Penn Mutual Life Insurance Co., The.
Philco Auto Radio........ . ........
Phillips Chemical Co., The Charles H.
Phillips Corp., The..... .....-
Phillips' Milk and Tablets of Magnesia
Pittsburgh Plate Glass Company..96
Pluto Water....................-
Plymouth Motor Corporation......3
Pulvex...........-............:
Quink and Parker Vacumatic Pen....
Ramco Motor Overhaul........
Ramsey Accessories Mfg. Corp......
Red Heart Dog Food.......
Reynolds Tobacco Co., R. J..
Rolls Razor Inc..
Sani-Flush..........
Sergeant's Dog Remedies.
Silvertown Tires...
Shell Gasoline.
Smith, Chas. C.......
Squibb & Sons, E. R........
Steero Bouillon Cubes.....
Stewart-Warner Corporation
(Alemite Division)
St. Louis Spring Company.
Studebaker Corporation.....
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Talon Slide Fasteners.
Ticonderoga Pencils.
United States Playing Card Co., The.
"Vaseline" Hair Tonic...
Venus Pencils...
Vick Chemical Company
Weco Products Company..........-
Westinghouse Electric & Mfg. Co....
Whitehead Metal Products
Company of New York, Inc.......
Williams Company, The J. B.:
Shaving Cream and Aqua Velva...
Young, Inc., W. F.