The Saturday Evening Post 1922-02-04: Vol 194 Iss 32

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THE uae BO AY FEB. 4, 10°? \ ASR "ee. bem 7x u hk ‘* ae vs ci 4 é te Se ss thir Beginning Merton of the Movies-—By Harry Leon Wilson

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Published Weekly George Horace Lorimer |, The Curtis Publishing y HE SAT U. DA Y Company Churchill Willioms, FS. Bigelow | ..¥ Cyrus H. KH. Curtis, President Cc. HH. Luc N.Neall, Arthur McNeogh T. B.Costain, Associate Editors lington, Vice-President end Treasurer red a9 Se : . P. S. Collins, Generel Business Manager © : Wolter D. Fuller, Secretary William Boyd, Advertising Director Independence Square, Philadelphia Founded A’D' 1728 Sy wpa Franklin Chen : London, 0, Henrietta Street 7 Oo D thie r . 1 s.and at Indianays +. lad | tr i Se { Mae | Copyright, 1922, by The Curtis Publishing Company in the United States and Great Brite Post-Office I setmont, Quawe. Tithe Registered in U.S. Patent Office and in Foreign Countries : , THE corr Volume 194 Se. + ag hp , "PHILADELPHIA, PA, FEBRUARY 4, 1922 $2.00 THE YEAR MIERTON OF THE MOVIES Dirty Work at the Border Number 32 OEY wow tenieniae df Wie -tabe tee By Marry lueom VAY, ilsor No—a ve er iw ( ‘ ter } | t ele \ ‘ 10 f puzzled hesitatior FLcELEVvISTTRA TE O BY HENRY RALEIGH { ¥ One way of approach is . ce, and a third contrived for t etter choice Still the puzzle ‘ , € aii because the one pre ( 1 ‘ ght w n t seam . i we st ign Kkeved, ‘ } pa ; : Y ct if one wav is the Ne right Wa wi pause? ha Courage! Slightly dazed, though Fifth ‘ et be on, into t So. t i a pe | ] es Where men are me wv | . ry] e heart 4 ithe cor Lh ‘ g 0 ] love into its own! Well had been for telle »t : ( f she had not wandered ‘ e Fordyce ranch A mo ‘ ; del the arriva if , Buck Be ! 1 se nd of fea that | e he ind he j 1 have bee i fate worse ‘ eatl | Had ‘ een warned 4 ike le Vasque he outlaw ( ‘ ‘ € reat to win her by la ea ( foul Had 1 B le Benson himself, that strong } | ‘ » beware of tl halfbreed ‘ ul POT re ips she had resented the I t of mastery in Be n’s cor ‘ i ager rig i julet tones as he said, ‘‘M ' ¢ ( ma’am, I beg you not tt ‘ ‘ langer ir well e } 1 tt the advances of t per. He bodes no good t ul e] uu Perhap w hie Ow Ha ire a elle S Clair 1 eve H t ight to trifle with the feel eZ Ww ' ' nake le Vasquez, then toseor { ’ m for his presumption. A W ' t} though the beautiful New Yor} ty girl had remained ur lied in the midst of a city’ ' ‘ profligacy, she still liked ‘to play e k with fire,” as she laughingly said, tters ith ind at the quiet words of Ber He se j mn -Two-Gun Benson, his com- ides of the border called him he had drawn herself to her full il i height, facing him in all her blond ‘ ! vung beauty, and pouted a ‘ as she replied, ‘Thank you! gr But I can look out for myself.” | Yet she had wandered or ‘ her pony farther than she meant t Ne ) cit to, and was not without trepida- i i ion at the sudden appearance . ' f the pi turesque halforeed, his None of the Rest Can Touch Her,'*' He Maintained “nd Look at Her Nervet Woutd Your ‘ ! a! teeth flashing in an evil smile as eee Miu am Mak Bevoe at tinte™ eature he swept off his broad sombrero lefense ‘ to her. Above her suddenly beating heart she sought to chat gayly, while the quicl Listen!” he hissed. “*Y ure H é eyes of the outlaw took in the details of the smart riding costume that revealed t i have consented to be fe All se every line of her lithe young figure. But suddenly she chilled under his hot glance Am I too late, M as that now spoke all too plainly ike le Vasquez started the , ‘I must return to my friends,”’ she faltered. ‘‘ They will be anxious.”’ But the fe j urle 5 laughed with a sinister leer. Me eplied Buck Be

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Thank God, at ist! murmured Estelle St. Clair, free- ng herself from the il arms that had nfolded her slim ung beauty ar d taggering back fron it who would BO basely } forced ito a distasteful ave her i marriage Ir tant she had re ered the St. Clai ise, had hecome inch the New York society leader he replied, “‘ Not too late, Mr. Benson! lust in time, rather Ha, ha! This—this gentleman has be ome annoying. You re ju in time to mete out the punish- nent he 80 justly de which | that eaven reward you,” erves, for hall pray She pointed an ac the who finger at craven wretch hrunk from her ising ad 1 now cowered at the far side of the wretched den. At that moment she was rangely thrilled W hat was his power, this strong, silent February 4,1922 with a hard glitter, each lash distinct in blue-black lines, and a small, tip-curled black mustache that lent the whole an offensive smirk. Garbed now ina raincoat, he posed before the em- porium front, labeled *Rainproof or You Get Back Your Money.”’ So frankly evil was his mien that Merton Gill, pausing to regard him, suf- fered a brief relapse into artistry “You fiend!” he muttered, and con- temptuously smote the cynical face with too was an open hand. Snake le Vasquez remained indifferent to the affront, ing insufferably the street at smirk- across slumber- ing the wooden Indian prof- fering cigars before the establishment of Selby Brothers, Cigars and Confec- tionery. Within the empo- rium the proprietor now purveyed hooks man of the open with hi deep reverence for pure American womanhood? True, her culture demanded a gentleman, but her heart demanded a man. Her eyes softened and fell and a blush mantled her fair cheek. have known it, she stood then in A tremor rugged face of Buck Benson as heart Rut his keen eyes flitted to Snake le before his cool, keen gaze, Could he but meek surrender before this soft-voiced master wept the honest, thus called to heart Vasquez. ‘Now, curse you, viper that you are, you shall fight me, by heaven, in American fashion, man to man! For, foul though you be, I hesitate to put a bullet through your craven heart.” Che beautiful girl shivered with new apprehension, the eyes of Snake le Vasquez glittered with new hope. He faced his steely-eyed opponent for an instant only, then with a snarl! like that of an angry beast sprang upon him. Benson met the cowardly attack with the flash of a power- ful fist, and the outlaw fell to the floor with a hoarse cry of rage and pain. But he was quickly upon his feet again, muttering curses, and again he attacked his grim-faced intagonist, Quick blows rained upon his defenseless face, for the strong, silent man was now fairly aroused. He fought like a demon, perhaps divining that here strong men battled for a good woman's love. The outlaw was proving to be no match for his opponent. Arising from the ground where a mighty blow had sent him, he made a lightninglike effort to recover the knife which Benson had taken from him “Have ’ cried the girl in quick alarm. fiend in human form would murder you!” But Buck Benson's cool eye had seen the treachery in ample time. With a muttered “Curse you, fiend that you are!" he seized the form of the outlaw in a powerful grasp, raised him high aloft as if he had been but a child, and was about to dash him to the ground when a new voice from the doorway froze him te immobility. Statuelike he stood there, holding aloft the now still form of Snake le Vasquez. The voice from the doorway betrayed deep amazement ind the profoundest irritation. “Merton Gill, what in the sacred name of time are you meanin’ to do with that dummy? For the good land’s sake! Have you gone plumb crazy, or what? Put that thing “That a care! down!” The newcomer was a portly man of middle age, dressed in ill-fitting black. His gray hair grew low upon his brow and he wore a parted beard. The conqueror of Snake le Vasquez was still frozen, though he had instantly ceased to be Buck Benson, the trong, silent, two-gun man of the open spaces. The irri- tated voice came again. ‘Put that dummy down, you idiot! What you think you're doin’, anyway? And say, what you got that other one in here for, when it ought to be out front of the store howin’ that new line of gingham house frocks? Put that lown and handle it careful! Mebbe you think I got them “Good-+by, Old Pat—the Best, the Truest Pat a Man Ever Had" things down from Chicago just for you to play horse with. Not so! Not so at all! They're to help show off goods, and that’s what I want ’em doin’ right now. And for time’s sake, what’s that revolver lyin’ on the floor for? Is it loaded? Say, are you really out of your senses, or ain't you? What’s got into you lately? Will you tell me that? Skyhootin’ around in here, leavin’ the front of the store unpertected for an hour or two, like your time was your own. And don’t tell me you only been foolin’ in here for three minutes, either, because when I come back from lunch just now there was Mis’ Leffingwell up at the notions counter wanting some hooks and eyes, and she tells me she’s waited there a good thutty minutes if she’s waited one. Nice goin's on, I must say, for a boy drawin’ down the money you be! Now you git busy! Take that one with the gingham frock out and stand her in front where she be- longs, and then put one them new raincoats on the other and stand him out where he belongs, and then look after a few customers. I declare, sometimes I git clean out of patience with you! Now, for gosh’s sake, stir your stumps!”’ “Oh, all right—yes, sir,”’ replied Merton Gill, though but half respectfully. The “Oh, all right’? had been tainted with a trace of sullenness. He was tired of this continual nagging and fussing over small matters; some day he would tell the old grouch so. And now, gone the vivid tale of the great out-of-doors, the wide plains of the West, the clash of primitive- hearted men for a good woman’s love. Gone, perhaps, the greatest heart picture of a generation, the picture at which you laugh with a lump in your throat and smile with a tear in your eye, the story of plausible punches, a big, vital theme masterfully handled—thrills, action, beauty, ex- citement—carried to a sensational finish by the genius of that sterling star of the shadow world, Clifford Army- tage—once known as Merton Gill in the little hamlet of Simsbury, IHinois, where for a time, ere yet he was called to screen triumphs, he served as a humble clerk in the so-called emporium of Amos G. Gashwiler Every- thing For The Home. Our Prices Always Right. Merton Gill—so for a little time he must still be known moodily seized the late Estelle St. Clair under his arm and withdrew from the dingy back storeroom. Down between the counters of the emporium he went with his fair burden and left her outside its portals, staring from her very definitely lashed eyes across the slumbering street at the Simsbury post office. She was tastefully arrayed in one of those new checked gingham house frocks so heatedly men- tioned a moment since by her lawful owner, and across her chest Merton Gill now imposed, with no tenderness of manner, the appealing legend, ‘Our Latest for Milady; only $6.98.” He returned for Snake le Vasquez. That outlaw’s face, even out of the picture, was evil. He had been picked for the part because of this face— plump, pinkly tinted cheeks, lustrous, curling hair of some repellent composition, eyes and eyes to an im- patient Mrs. Leffing- well. Merton Gill, behind the opposite counter, waited upon a little girl sent for two and a quarter yards of stuff to match the sample crumpled in her damp hand. Over the suave amenities of this merchandising Amos Gashwiler glared suspiciously across the store at his employe. Their relations were still strained. Merton also glared at Amos, but discreetly, at moments when the other’s back was turned or when he was blandly wishing to know of Mrs. Leffingwell if there would be something else to-day. Other customers entered. Trade was on. Both Merton and Amos wore airs of cheerful briskness that deceived the public. No one could have thought that Amos was fearing his undoubtec ly crazed clerk might become uncontrollable at any moment, or that the clerk was mentally parting from Amos forever in a scene of tense dramatic value in which his few dignified but scath- ing words would burn themselves unforgetably into the old man’s brain. Merton, to himself, had often told Amos these things. Some day he’d say them right out, leaving his victim not only in the utmost confusion but in black despair of ever finding another clerk one-half as efficient as Merton Gill. The afternoon wore to closing time in a flurry of trade, during which, as Merton continued to behave sanely, the apprehension of his employer in a measure subsided. The last customer had departed from the emporium. The dum- mies were brought inside. The dust curtains were hung along the shelves of dry goods. There remained for Merton only the task of delivering a few groceries. He gathered these and took them out to the wagon in front. Then he changed from his store coat to his street coat and donned a rakish plush hat. Amos was also changing from his store coat to his street coat and donning his frayed straw hat. “See if you can’t keep from actin’ crazy while you make them deliveries,”’ said Amos, not uncordially, as he lighted a choice cigar from the box which he kept hidden under a counter. Merton wished to reply: ‘‘See here, Mr. Gashwiler, I’ve stood this abuse long enough! The time has come to say a few words to you But aloud he merely responded, “Yes, sir!” The circumstance that he also had a cigar from the same box, hidden not so well as Amos thought, may have subdued his resentment. He would light the cigar after the first turn in the road had carried him beyond the eagle eye of its owner. The delivery wagon outside was drawn by an elderly horse devoid of ambition or ideals. His head was sunk in dejection. He was gray at the temples, and slouched in the shafts in a loafing attitude, one forefoot negligently crossed in front of the other. He aroused himself reluc- tantly and with apparent difficulty when Merton Gill seized the reins and called in commanding tones, ‘‘Get on there, you old skate!"’ The equipage moved off under the gaze of Amos, who was locking the doors of his shop

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rurning the first corner into a dusty side eet, Merton dropped the reins and lighted the filched cigar. Other Gashwiler property was sacred to him. From all the , if emporium’s choice stock he would have abstracted not so ; sa pin; but the Gashwiler cigar iid to be ** The ; Best 10¢ Smoke,” with the picture of a dissipated | ibman in evening dress on the box cover rent that they were pointedly hidden fron He cared little for cigars, but this wa i illenge the old F boy couldn't get away with anythinglike that. If he didn’t want his cigars touched let him leave the box out in the ven like a mar Merton drew upon the lighted troph noistened and pasted back the wrapper that had broker and took from the bottom of t fa buggy whip that had h this he now tickle the F | int nothing to Dexte it he could still be tic 1 into brief spurt f activit lle trotted with swaying head, sending up effective dust reen between the wagon and a still possibly observing Gashwiler | His deliveries made, Merton again tickled the horse to i i frantic pace wh continued until tl neared the alley vhict ted the Ga wiler bar there the speed was derated to a ld amble, for Gas} er believed his , ild be « en with tendernes d } equall vatchfi wife elieved vould 1 given the hance Mert drove into the bar ard hitched the horse watered it at the half « barre elore the pump ana ed it t he r ere he re rved the irness. The oid horse gt i 1 noo rilimse n re ef a e bridle wa en ed i ia halte ped er hi ene } ( fi Ascerta ng it the | i Va icant, Merton im ediate hecame atte e to } charge Throughout he late drive his attitude had beer e of mild but con- emptuo ily t Siocethan ones he had-utierad ite ld skate’ tone ot earnest cor tor and with the rn end of e whip he had cruelly tickled the ibsurdly sensi ‘ ae Had beating avail he would with no com | ction have beaten the ping wre But now, all } it once ev cu isly tende He ted the shoulder “Merton Gilt, What in the Sacred Name of Time are You Meanin’ to Do his face against the face of Dexter \ ment ne ’ thus, then spoke in a tear-choked voice “Good by, old pal the best, the truest pal a man ev had. You and me has seen some tough time old pal but you've allus brought me throug vit t it al a brought me througt There " t speaker's voice, but he manfully recovered a clear ‘ patho “And A i pa ( e a-ta we got to par ua I"; eve CL ¢ on ye agi But we got to be rave ! \ keep a stiff upper lip ) cryin’ now " The spe unclasped ! arm na Od W ne howed, his working curiousl triving to hold ba the sobs For Merton Gill was once more Clifford Armytage, | ular idol of the screen, in his great réle of Buck Be hidding the a istomed farewell to his four-footed that had brought him safely through counth lange How are we to know that in another couple of hundred fe of the reel Buck will escape the officers of the law who ha him for that hold-up of the Wallahoola stage —of whic} was innocent—leap from a second-story window of t sheriff's office onto the back of his old p ind be i ly over the border where the 1 until his innocence York societh but this? demar How Benson a 1anded a man? that Buel whose heart de We to kiss his horse good-by Merton Gill is i And thougt a pinto, and could hardly man KI or know Ow Hi Benson suck choking him Gashwil sheriff's posse, the scene is affecting ““Good-by, agin, old pal, and God bless ye!" sobs Merton. iu That Night—the Apartments of Clifford Armytage peng GILL mealed at the Gashwiler home He 4 ate h supper in moody silence, holding himself above the small gossip of the day that engaged Amos ar ! wife What to him meant the announcement that ted a new line of white goods on the morro ana. this spot in the drama ; sobs With That Dummy? THE SATURDAY EVENING POST id p are Have er’s delivery horse is not get over the border ahead of a You Grashw irring at that Hundred Club, ersely to Mrs e, a hands (sasnwile had t ince ¢ Ju e Ga ippea ‘ \ indma la i the Gridd or Gus, f ¢ it at the Oa ne * arce r t egged tot é mewhat w ‘ { i gentiemarlr " repe t Mr ludge t i gat ‘ ( Am epa Sa ' ’ a? _ nu ww mn hings cost Merton 1} iugh of withe tones *Skyla know of my ar life devoted to not sa th justly accom] ‘All right juickly out vent dow the Here he t i 1 the ; ine the wa i er afternoo meet in which the Gashw Continued on Gone Plum Crazy 1 re t score , hy aot | cide oc if the Entre Nous Five had been juggled ad ilting in the lo na and « Je) | the wh it D thy or What of the first neerning which Mr Peak he I a What disclosure of Metta » chatted freely during Cummins had said it another da that lear to Chicago f dock had arrested one t lear if it was Ferd ad busting up a bazaa 1 the fighting wa tt ecital He ate the mple 1 j 1 loft ta ne i the wor exe t st the tidiou eaking into one of the ] hat she had said Clifford Armytage g yokels, He was s Mrs. Gashwiler that naiiwa plu ed ni You remembe t dummies! Then ! if ‘ { all a 1 to repl polished 1, what do you Y with your petty dollars! But he did ‘ t that would Hle mere re oined en and went ! ( uttered as fe ( vilet t wate 4 v \ house ‘ e sitte of the Before

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i Bet THVEE whole busine vorld has been b that of tidir working g over until a relief y from over the gray hori America One of the biegest banker t human toc ketche THE SATURDAY EVENING POST N G By Forrest Crissey ILLUSTRATION BY DOUGLAS RYAN February 4,/1922 “*That,’ he replied, ‘is a still sadder story. The town nearest us is a hustler for trade. Some young men over there put up a movie theater that was a peach, and the shows they put on were the best going so far as appealing to the taste of the farmers and their families were cor it ou might ry of virtually \merica to-day has ‘ h van I w and for how y Int inswer to that question he ‘ ts to f e} ge which will carry Read ment Chasm— or will imp | inte ! Yesterday we were all i vith the problems of purchase, of anufacture and of delivery sorrowing didn't herr { a little bit because ne as on the boom, values were ex- ding and almost everybody was able how | f to his banker. Then the rt ‘ ‘ or din front of theater cabarets and other pl of amusement They were line f spend of pleasure hunte Late he long lines of waiting e! d women led to the loan windows f ba d the of pawnshops I ia nat f gay i lappy spenders e hee a nation of grim and resolute borrower The borrower is the outstand ng figure of the land cape, the star in the a good time to yw the spotlight upon him and give urden of all commercial borrow- ng to-day is in the renewal of old loans. Any business man who ts able to keep his line of credit now ts playing in lucl for credit lines established in 1920 were liberal. Of course individual emergencies must be et, but the purpose involved must be highly constructive. Itmust have a direct elation togiving work to the unemployed, moving commodities which are needed to replenish impoverished stocks or in some way lubricate the wheels of business in a practical and immediate way ‘Right now is the best time in the world to take a glance at what brought all this moult When the armistice came we were riding the highest wave of financial in flation the world has ever known. Those having tl responsibility of doing the f financial thiriking for the nation knew that this was bound to die down. The whistles of Armistice Day gave the signal to throw the financial levers, to make the cerned. The result was that about all the farmers who could take their grain, live stock, milk, cream, butter, eggs and pou! try to that town with a little extra effort, didso. Thetheater was the magnet whict drew them away from us. Of course our merchants and business men got excited and held a council of war to checkmate this loss of trade. They insisted that the only way to win back these desertions was to build a movie theater that woulc outshine the one in the other town and run topnotch attractions in it. “*They hadn't the capital to finance the enterprise, but were determined to go into it as a protective measure. Ther they put it up to me to lend them the money. Can you figure out how I could refuse —considering the reason behind the move? To do so would have put my bank at the head of the slacker list so far as town loyalty was concerned. I just naturally lent them the money. While it helped some to stem the farmer tide which had turned to the other town, we were out of luck in the management of the theater Anyhow, the thing hasn’t paid notes are not paid. They’ll not } and the e, eltner, until farmers are more prosperous thar they are right now. They’re not so free with movie money now as they were back in the days before all farm products tool a tumble.’”’ Rural High Life “| DODGED an answer to this problem and took up the other loans on hi list-—mostly for automobiles, trucks and tractors. He disposed of these with the question: ‘Can you think of any class of men to whom an automobile is more of a necessity than to the farmers? I can’t I'll say that a car of some sort is a prime necessity to any farmer. And if he uses it with anything like common sense it i about as paying an investment as he car make — particularly if he has sons who help him to operate the farm.’ “Well, the net of our session was thi lowdown, the deflation, as painless as possible. The monetary machinery was ill set to meet a sudden drop in business ind in prices, These plans were all based on what happened ifter the Civi But these lations did not prove to be correct. There was a very deceptive joker in the cards which the when business went dead at once. ites dealt to us. First came a business lull of about a gan a wild fever of buying which con- nth long enough to make sober and sk themselves if the World War had of political economy.” A Smatl-Town Banker's Problems pay the buying craze was on, merchants eager for ! the fruits of this historic harvest—ordered two or three time he supply of the various wares which they d, in the hope that half ora third of their orders would be delivered need Suddenly, when the September, 1920, slump ime, orders everywhere were promptly delivered— 100 Those who held to a high standard of commercial honesty accepted their deliveries and borrowed the money per cent! etile for them; others canceled their orders, massing the buck back to the manufacturer. ‘You may say that this is all ancient history and y ~but it’s mighty important and no can grasp the borrowing situation to-day without a resh perusal of these facts i familiar to evervbod Frequently a man will say to me: ‘My business has fallen off 75 per cent while I have been able to reduce my overhead only 25 per cent. It’s up to you whether we hang on and wait for conditions to improve or go into the bankruptcy court.’ In most tances we say ‘Hang on and we'll help you.’ Here is an experience which shows what is taking place every country and city bank in the land. At my request Young Man Who Wishes to Borrow Six Hundred Dollars for an Engagement Ring a small-town banker, located in a good agricultural section of the Midwest, near the Mississippi River, came in with a list of all his loans of one thousand dollars or more. First, there was a total of seventy-five thousand dollars in second- mortgage farm loans. Considering the fact that his bank is capitalized for only fifty thousand dollars I remarked that he was loaning in decidedly a free-hand fashion. “*Looks like it,’ he admitted, ‘but you can’t see the whole situation from where you're sitting—not by a jug- ful! There are two banks in our town, as you know. Besides, there are two other towns near us which are strong with the farmers—and the farmer is the whole thing with us. Your bank or any other big financial institution will not loan more than about fifty dollars an acre on our farms—-which their owners consider worth about two hundred fifty dollars an acre. At least they did when these loans were made. Our farmers needed more money than they could borrow on that basis. Consequently my customers among them came to me and wanted to borrow about the same amount —and said they could do so at any of the banks competing with mine. This was the truth. With farm values where they were then, the loans looked good to me and I made them. It seemed to me that I had to. Those values are off now and the farmers can’t pay. Suppose that you and all the other big institutions holding first mortgages on those farms close down. Of course that would bust my bank wide open. The same thing would happen if you called me for my line of credit. Would that help you any in the long run? Perhaps you think the farm is a dead asset, but we don’t out there.’ “Instead of answering him I pointed to a list of five loans for five thousand dollars each and asked for a little light on them. I told him to go back and stand by his community and we'd stand by him until conditions had time to get better or worse He’s getting right down to brass tacks with his customers and is helping them to work out from under. They’re buy ing nothing which they can get along without, and they're working as they worked when the land was new and the were fighting for a foothold.” Another metropolitan banker tells me of this experience “The president of a country-town bank in the richest farming section of America came in to borrow more money I pointed out to him that he already enjoyed a heavier line of credit than he was entitled to xunder present condi tions and then asked him: ‘What’s the matter with your state anyhow?’ ““T'll answer that for my town—and it’s the center of the richest farming section of the state,’ was his response ‘We're sobering up from the grandest agricultural spree that was ever pulled off. Our town has fourteen hundred inhabitants. A little while ago, when prosperity was at its peak, twice a week, on the big show nights, almost every farmer within a radius of twenty miles came to town and brought his family. There wasn’t room in the village streets to park all the cars and they stretched in a line to the prairies outside. It was a sight to remember. “**But this showing is only a starter so far as our spend ing spree is concerned. About all the young people from the farms, and many of the older ones, came early enough to have a regular dinner at a restaurant —a good dinner too Then they went to a show, and after the show to a dance, finishing the night with a supper before starting for home This was a regular stunt with several hundred young people. Regular New York stuff! Any young man who could go through that program and have anything left from a ten-dollar bill was either a financier or a piker. (Continued on Page 38 ‘ { 4y i

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Be ea THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Getting Along im Journalism THE JOYS AND THE SORROWS OF THE 1] HE managing editor of a morning newspaper usu ally gets to his desk about two o'clock and with ar interval at dinnertime remains until two in the morning. The afternoon hours are devoted largely t« seeing visitors, of whom there are many: the seekers for + a job, those who wish to submit manuscripts or make suggestions, the man with a grievance over something printed or that was not printed, the individual who wants to meet the writer of an article that has interested him, the crank with his scheme—all sorts of persor on all kinds of errands. Some managing editors see these people; others listen patiently to years ago it was quite the thing for editors fror istant cities to drop into the Sun office for a little chat, and they werewelcome visitors. Charles De Young, of the San Francisco Chroni was a caller whenever he came East. He was greatly interested in newspaper methods, wanted to know how we did this thing or how we accomplished that. Colonel Globe, came ofte always he was f minating newspaper talk. He used tosa was his model. Col. Henry Watterson was a frequent ne and a welcome caller on Mr. Dana: He usually e his visit with a chat with the boys in the big new room. He was an admirer of Amos Cummings, the Sun’ old-time managing editor, and the legend is that he e said to Mr. Dana, “‘The Sun is a damned good newspaper; but you don’t mz it’’-meaning that it was Cummings’ genius as a news gatherer that made Mr. Dana’s newspaper good. James W. Scott, of the } ( ‘ago Herald, was another worshiper of Sun methods nd he came around very often. The place was a mag- net for E. H. Butler, of the Buffalo New Henry W. Grady, Murat Halstead, John R. McLean and Charles Emory Smith came—-and very many more of the mer who were making the best newspapers of the h« A Summons from Mr. Cleveland — is perhaps no pleasanter memory of long-ago newspaper days than rec« lection of afternoon chats with these interesting editors. They were s¢ que ions of the day, to every phase of business. The r ences with visitors; very many curious episodes add variety to his manifold duties Not very long after Grove President a telegram signe pondent came to me at my I kl rooKiyvyn } ome, Sé at five o'clock. You . ” will come of course. Daniet 5. Lamont new spape r naging editor Nas many curious experi- made private secretat r Cleveland’s inauguration : 1 by the Washington corre- 3 ng: “The President wants to see you and me Thursday afternoon curiosity somewhat fANAGING EDITOR d Cleveland came walking into the Sun office lesk and Lamont said, “The governor neet uu and see what a newspaper office this time of the night."" They were seated and isually about anything except the ap newspaper office ind after a time I sug- might e to visit the composing room ne page é | nd also see the tereo € ind the start of the edition on the ‘oO no,”’ said Lamont indifferently, “the t wants to look a ind and he went on ibout nothing in particular. A few moments is aga iggested that we take a turn around it Lamont answered, “No, we will just sit They remained chatting for about twenty nd then went the wa Often I have won t prompted that night visit to the Sun they ought no intormatior asked no ques 1 Cleveland didn’t even look around the room it a newspaper office was like at that time of That was my first glimpse of Grover Cleve is before the ‘s criticism of him begar Would Mr. Dana Sell the Sun? Y MAN and myself were shown into the President private office in the White House Lamont was al there and in a few minutes Cleveland entered id taken a liking to Lymar ind so had Lamont greeting was cordial and whole-hearted He an electr ill buttor ind to the attendant ded he uid, “*] gz me whisky.”” And, us¢ Bring a plate of ndwiches too. Iam I forgot to have heon. Do you boys want r to eat ° tened to say that we didn’t eturned with a de ter, a pitcher of ice 1 the sandwiche We t drink. Cleve 1 bac n his big re g chair, put his feet de ind bega indwict Lamont, on le, put his heel the edge of the des! tting at the sid ented the presidential the e! ner made r elf comfort feet the flo Cleveland remarked that ed a tire me, trying day and it seemed g od th ‘Well, Dan,” he began tell them what we want ‘ 1 Lamont; “you better do the talking.” ll,”” continued the President, poising his sand- ! ‘What we want is just thi we want to ind we have you here to ask whether, in your inion, there is any I chance of our do While Cleveland was governor of the State of New York, Dana had criticized him very severely, had opposed his election to the Pres- lency, ar d at this time was continuing to criticize him. I mused over thesend- ing of the message to my house instead of to the office, and without any expla- nation to; my absence went to Washi gton, found Ambrose W. Lyman, the correspondent, and asked him what Was up. 1 ‘I haven’t the ghtest notion,” was the reply. “The President's private ecretary, Daniel Lamont, told me to wire you at your home, not the office, and said Cleveland wanted me to come with you. | ing so So we went to the White House at the Roscoe Conkling hour named. He then added, without iggestion f resentment or any exhibition of impa tience even, tl it he felt grieved over the ittacks of the S n him, that they were the result of imisunderstanding that he had tried in various ways to have an understanding : with Dana, but with out success, and that his friends had rgested that they buy the property He mentioned Wil liam C. Whitney y of the ' ivy, and Daniel reasury, as chief advisers of this plan, and intimated ey were will- } ng ) pay aimost I replied that in my opinion Dana would not sell the — Sun to anybody for Continued on Page 59)

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ind ir and My Cit er let out ther gicle ° s™ \ i it, J H,”” he tittered j he did t ly buye face hanged wit} | isperity Sa 1 kee yo Ii’s to yourself!” she snapped. hoving b } hair, Miss Hultz rose swiftly, and ng her grapefruit unfir ished she hurried from the n. At ones e table broke into an animated chatter Che doings of Mr. Nugent, the absent boarder, long had peen a tor ut it M Tilne y's, but never before had iny ef them dared brave Miss Hultz in discussing them Mr. Nugent, in fact, were known to be hud taken her to a restaurant, the Often they went to the movies to- had even gone with him to though, the young man’s other ng house were enough to have created quite thick Several time he theater afterward gether Once twice she Cone, Aside from th aoing it the boar talk. To say the least, the way he changed from room to room was eccentri Ile had done so, it seemed, no less than three times iy as many months. Now, as it seemed, oo he wa doing it aguin lhe salesman fora Broadway jobbing house, Mr. Nugent had first occupied a small, extremely modest bedroom Mrs. Tilney’s first floor back. At this period Miss Hultz could } aid to have known him, though of course thing queer In that. As the others knew, the ady buyer mixed in only with a few, these the more pros Not that ardly be s there was ni perous and them she was successful am ng offish or stuck up, however. She was, on the contrary, a egular feller, as they said; but toward anyone who seemed to have failed, who was going to seed, not getting on, her attitude bordered on the superstitious, “It's like grippe or the measles,”’ said Miss Hultz. “It’s mn them, and you'll get it rubbed onto you, too, if you don’t watch out.” But that Mr. Nugent was getting on—that he seemed to ive got on suddenly, too—was clear. From his modest THE Wille IKINOC lightning xception, At ‘ the r following that abrupt, violent the ] e brea n ( olidated Can, the breal t be it M lilne n Twenty-third Street West i I e Hu e assistant buyer at ‘ ed d already spearing nto her grape iit when there was a sudden stir ¢ ' j t he i mmotion on the talrs Her poon poised, the lady buyer arched her handsome brows i ‘ eces! ef aimed ( ( i a gt we have made ) ! i risen into a series of jarring | the Ist of which the vice of the i ‘ Va ww t be heard, it not ‘ | the } nt there! J ay, look out fo ‘ l { My | ‘ vas protesting ‘ { e ecnoed b i 1 i the dining room N H u e) he air all at once , , e breathed Phe q t { ! mer ent unat ere nad et t ther guest eigt tor te nher t y attentivel t t he \ il poke it was to be nf tab] il] but one I'l e, the exception, was a Mr re i ho wa mething or rdownt 1 irance office Grinning } ‘ tat Miss Hultz, then at air pesicle ifter which he | overt! at the other Ire ent he \ heard inquired Mr, Gerker i pf t curted itself It that ( irl vugent Lh r in’ again,” e said The lad wave i tart She, tor " ed ift i } empt cha beside her er ¥ h she ed as swiftly at the speaker What d'vou mear moving? Not leav gt’’ } ejaculated, and Mr. Gerken vivgled Chat he felt litt love for the absent boarder vas evident, for the gi le was joyful No, not lea ! ich luel aid With a Lhe rh} sual, is jus’ changin’ | hi Hult j ea ther start Changing |} n?” she cris ; Ae a “Don't Concern Yourself. L 4 WEY a mroA BROWN — The Fetter's Nothing to Me, Positivety"’ first floor back, a room as modest as were Mr. Nugent’s ways and air at the time, he moved at a jump into Mrs. Tilney’s choicest suite, a bedroom, alcove and bath on the second floor front. At the same time Mr. Nugent bloomed as abruptly in a brand-new wardrobe—suits of a lively pattern, mostly checks. A night or so later the report ran round the table that he’d asked Miss Hultz out to dine. Mr. Backus gave the news. The gentleman, a superan- nuated, somewhat mysterious person, occupied a small hall bedroom on the fourth floor back. ‘“ Weird,” was Miss Hultz’s term for him. He was, at any rate, the dingy, down-at-the-heels bookkeeper for a Rose Street book- bindery; and night after night, once dinner was finished, it was his habit to lock himself in his room, where till late after midnight he kept the light burning, engrossed in some strange employment. What it was no one seemed to know, though never mind about that. It’s enough to say that in the morning, when Maggie the upstairs girl went to put his room in order she found the floor littered from end to end with newspapers, all of which, curiously, were opened at the financial page; while on the table were other sheets, each scribbled over with rows of figures, each row running into the millions and all preceded by a dollar sign. But never mind that either. Young Mr. Nugent had, in fact, asked the lady buyer cut for the evening. They dined at Blanley’s in Broadway and the check, it was understood, came to $16.45. In a cab they then went on to a show, after which, in another cab, they drove back to the white lights for supper. Then in a third cab Mr. Nugent brought Miss Hultz home to the boarding house. The evening she described later as swell, though Mr. Ger- ken, on hearing this, curled his lip. Once he, too, had taken Miss Hultz out to dinner; but, as the other boarders knew, SATURDAY EVENING POST February 4, 1922 By Maximilian Koster ILLUSTRATED BY ARTHUR WILLIAM BROWNSA it was only which they went to a lecture, the Efficiency, the New Idea, the office having Then th ey’d had when M1 lady buyer All this, though, is merely ir passing. What startled the boarders most was that on a salary of thirty-five per young Mr. Nugent could not only blow the ady to a chop-suey place, af ub at given him the tickets. a nut the Gerken had brought home the in a street car. sundae at corner, buyer like that but could keep or Nor did Mr. Back us, Nugent had struck up a clo doing it with whon Charley timacy, seem able to cast any light on it I dunt Don’t ask me. Mebbe he come into money,” he said evasively Be that as it may, though, Charley Nugent 1 money seemed to come suddenly. He had not dwelt at the most in Mrs suite, the sec and bath, » boarders a shocl more than a fortr Tilney’s swell room, alc ve Giving up the ianged to a mere single bedroom at the fortnight later, } 1 still again. look harassed This time, te Mrs. Tilney’s dim to his original habita dingy first floor back. *Yeah!"" was Mr. Gerken’s gloat } I ite imp in th’ poor simp’s | er!’ But ne e lobst were |} ( Had the boarde onl x ( i Nugent’s odd, eccentr movement } changes from room to room, were et} of a sensitive barometer. Each, in tur may as well be known, expressed rately the ups and dow: f the Wall Street market Charley, in short, had be feverishly in stocks. One may a well be brief N Charley been dabbling in the market; it was Mr. Backus who was responsible lr} of the midnight incantations over the had fe r ye 1 bee Wall Street broker ll. It wa ecret, too, of Charley Nugent's surpri Convinced that o was in fact the secret seedy bool keeper's financial page—he chronic gamble r in offices, bucket shops as we ing movements. salary of thirty-five per a man could ge nowhere —not with Miss Hultz, at a rate Charley had proved an eager | tene to Mr. Backus’ talk. With the slow saving of years, Mrs. Tilney’s youthful board had embarked on the venture of bu the Wall Street market. Charley bought his dope— Consolidated Can, and ¢ went up. It was then that Charley moved splendidly int Mrs. Tilney’s second-floor suite, at the same time invitir Miss Hultz to the lobster palace, the theater afterwards. So far so good; but asit ofttimes happens in Wall! Street, what goes up also goes down, and in May, it will be re Can began to slide. His paper profits dissolving, Charley at once moved out of the market sliding still further, he moved again; and now for a third time, once more the lightning had struc This time, too, it had hit, it seemed, with a devastating crash. Consolidated Can having broken violently the da) membered second floor fre nt before, he was not only moving to a room still less preter tious—to the skylight Mrs y’ ) floor—-but other things were happening also. At the market’s close Mr. Beeks, the gentlemanly manager at Rooker, Burke & Co.’s, New Street brokerage office, calle on Charley for more margins. Not being able to suppl; them, Charley had been sold out. On of this the lightning struck again. At the Broadway jobbing house the head of the sale department handed Charley an envelope was a blue envelope, and in it was two weeks’ pay. As the boss said, he had warned Charley once, and the house did: want men who dabbled in Wall Street stocks. His money gone, his job with it, it will be seen how the lightning had struck at Mrs. Tilney’s. chamber on top TI e er velone Miss Hultz hurried. Her jaw was set and there wa active determination in her air. Halfway up the stair though, the lady buyer halted abruptly, a muffled ex clamation escaping her. On the landing stood Charley Nugent. He was leaning against the newel post, |

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rows knitted, while he pluck In his hand was a newspaper and he was immersed it nancial page. “Say, you,” said Miss Hultz, her voice harst As he looked up Charley's face wreathed itself in a boyish grin. “Why, hello, dearie!"’ he greeted he it M Hult did not return the greeting She swept him instead w istare of mingled contempt and commiseration. ‘You poor fish!”’ she remarked The wonder. smile stricken from his face, Charley ed at he ~ Say, what’s the big idea?’’ he i Miss Hultz told him. She mark of, a , own self to lool r to be made a 1 A girl had her out for, and if a girl didn’t do it herself no one would do it for her. As she spoke the look grew in Charley’s f ‘I don’t what? wasn’t ioke for him or any other fellow. of wonder get you,’ y ou sour d ubbs, it seems, har] all at morose, ‘Cut it out, Street that’s n “Are you trying to bawl me ike old Tubbs at the s recent office.” out, or ] and his face If it’s Wall You boss: was ( once grew Sadie nade you sore you've got, no kick. knew I was playing the market.” Miss Hultz gave houlde rs. ‘Wall Street nothing! Y Wall Street for all 1 care. went down there you Miss nmed out of every sou “Well, it wasn’t my a shrug, a jerk *n play your head off in ought tho Way I tl Knew your igh, when you Yes-—-and Hultz disgustedly. ‘‘ You go and get around. ese wi au é “p marquee you have fault,”’ answered Charley lamely Backus Bacl O} f the ike! ipped M Hultz ‘It wasn’t Backus’ fault either protested ¢ ¢ If nly followed the lle was interrupted Hultz, Charley proclaimed Mi the I’m through! I’m finished!"’ d as she brushed ned and looked afte by him toward tairs her bitterly. THE “Yah, You Big Shoehorn!"’ Shouted Mr. Bimbaum., SATURDAY EVENIN You didn’t put or e that when I ! i have thought from you was the é Wa vet i Bright Eyes, yes!” J eve ‘ f I Miss Hultz halted t 1 M | ‘ t i ‘I know Id ‘ vere | \ broke For stant f ‘ “ tin ther f fe { But a ‘ { W I did-——and that’s the | { t ‘ ‘ because | thought you wise i ir ¢ ‘ elf! A ! i! inderstand. I figured you wer« felle { ‘ ind « ‘ } ly hang her number Oh, well } M H I I was fooled aga that i Ll gue 1 1 ‘ ( t come-or e all th est ed 1 BR ri " vhat As she went on up the stairs Charley ‘ " her hen you're giv me th’ gate g | ‘ ‘ , { Mr It’s all off, Charl iM H | ected | ( 1, P ‘ La ‘ mu Cage | ’ ted | Ppa morning promptly at nine o'clock Mr. Bac Ca ( ‘ 1 4was supposed to pun h the time clock at the Ross ve N ( ik ke Street bookbindery; but this morning it was already Burke 4 | the hour ere the bookkeeper emerg from the near-l | g ‘ M | Subway and trudged down the side street towa the ‘ | . C} ‘ building. With him was Charley Nugent All the wa % A ‘ his « e the i downtown, as they hung to their straps lr the ra M { ( Backus had been talking earnestly. ‘ i’v ‘] don’t understand it,”” he kept o1 saying ] i gr H i ( ( make out what happened. For months I been playing Mr. I i th’ system, th’ dope I got figured, and ev'ry time it’s come ‘Car ( e rep i \ Can out I Why, I’m millions ahead on th’ market! Mil got to do v it Ar ed R lions > exclaimed } ed, wasn't it?’ Charley writhed uneasily. It was pretty tough. It wa I was just asking,” ¢ i ered ¢ ( i only himself, though, that Charley had to blame He t wanted et dared not tell, in fact, what had happened. Mr. Ba fur | | In the four or five months he’d been trading in st heaf of pape log-eare | Charley had learned a lot about the Wall Street mar consta and | ‘ ri It was so much that even he was astonished Tips, he glassc t he ' knew, were just junk. The Street was full of tip ‘ arsighte it the a chap played them it was a cinch, he knew, that the 1 ( you a H I unt ket would clean him out. In the brokerage offices the eithe Where'd I I " } lie fellows, the traders that made ki y knoe out t ed i ‘ { th ed ( ' up their noses at thing The were d | ! ed ones that were wise said » too playing a system, you meant to win That was Mr ] midnight Backu incantations. secret, The You had to play Une “You Should Wish to Know it Now, Wouldn't You? G POST Continued on Page 28 y ter, ste bool ‘keeper Go Beat Yoursetf, Butty!"*

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10 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST f CINDERELLA % 20Lano Pertwee February 4,1922 ~ (): I a year I in Wa t t } eAtTa iat ‘ t i( firistmas card ff f effric l card t} te i ce wv f | neve ( unted t ‘ i ree gy and t! ene i lea money , mone to | harel é gt for things. ‘Food ‘ t and hal murnes la isn't pending ‘ t's an unavoidabie la did not buy the ara t theft t shop, ar i la dozen before , ible choice wa (> © flyleaf for it w t t | rd with a ‘ elope of its own t | in if be ‘ t wr te ai the est poseible har d, lo Mr Johr Jeffries, from I i That the writing iil bye r il and he ! proact ‘ he ht a ‘ b and a ‘ bottle { ink The pe was addressed | i with Kkisse and itched to Underbrow H Little Green Lane | i. Irv to « ; ¢it} eive a more attractive tith i destination and ot Vhat ia e tastes like Once a year the card wa wie iged, generally bout the following June pr card acknowledged it iboriously charactered words. The pen used was ilways thesameone, always capricious and seemingly always resentful that its metal had not been used for fishhooks. lo prove a natura! bent it fished up large pieces of dirt and e from the base of the inkpot and deposited them unexpectedly upon the page. It was the kind of pen that was either too drunk or too sober, too thrifty or too plenti ful A horrid pen it was, but Ella loved it. She loved also the not infrequent smears of loam from the writer's hand, hey gave to her a sense of the fields as well as of the mat Sometimes the print of his great thumb, incau tiously licked, showed beneath the stamp, setting a seal, is it were, upon per onality e words he wrote did not amount to much-—-but to i to remember Hope you are There were five post cards like that, with only the little lifferences of blot and smudge to mark their year of vin- tage Five perfect cards—-and they made a full house , pair and—allegorically, futuritively, hypothetically, and nly to be whispere d ve ry private ly to oneself—three of a } ind Of course, Ella was romantic and silly. She admitted it herself; but her philosophy was sound. She never had enough ane ye she lived; she never had nice clothes, and yet she looked nice; and she never had a real love affair, and yet she loved. It is possible to go short, but it is not possible to go without. The five cards were her only treasure, and out of them she made a fan to cool to eat, the brows of love. She had barely exchanged a dozen entences with John Jeffries when they were together, but was enough The first thing he had said was, ‘“‘There’s a room for you Mrs. Harvey’s.” lhe second, “ Lord, girl, that’s no way to dig potatoes!" The third was to as} sk if she had any parents and to nod ily at the negative Chere were no harvest jollities that year because of war, ut he gave her a great bun out of a sack and a draught f barley mead that went to her head. He treated the other land girls just the same, but Ella would not “I've Come to Give Mysetf Up,"’ She Fattered admit that. One time he scolded her soundly for breaking a branch off a cherry tree, but the real cause, she decided after the shedding of tears, was because she had been standing on the branch instead of the ladder and might have broken her neck. She had a rare gift for finding silver linings. John Jeffries had.been to the university. In the farm kitchen was a picture of him in his college boat, looking twice as big as anyone else. He was a gentleman of gentle men. He might have had a commission in the Guards, but instead he wore stripes in the County Yeomanry. He had his knee smashed in Gallipoli and came back to his beloved farm with a stiff leg and a mighty determination to raise crops and stock. People who knew him thought John leffries was magnificent; but his own people, who lived in Mayfair and went to the city, thought he was tiresome and told him to go to the devil. They, of course, didn't know anything about him. He was a man who smelled of the open air, of bronze and honesty and purpose. His hands were huge, but astonishingly gentle. Ella had seen their strength and knew their tenderness. That was on the day Bluebell calved and Etla clambered over the half door to whisper to the rickety-legged new- comer what a lovely farm it had arrived at. Somehow the girl’s arm round her offspring’s neck offended Bluebell, and the next Ella knew was that John was fussing round her with clumsy efficiency, stripping off the coarse smock she wore, without a blush, and sponging a shoulder that was all black and searlet. While he worked he swore un- ceasingly under his bréath, using the most dreadful words that sounded to Ella like angels singing far away. Looking up, she saw cobwebs on the ceiling of heaven, which she felt had no right to be there. But then, of course, no one looked after John Jeffries After that the district headquarters gathered her in, put her under repair, shuffled her off the land into a munitions office at Southwark, and finally at the war's end emptied her out into the pool of life to sink or swim. It was Flla’s misfortune that until fifteen years old she had lived with some pretensions to luxury. Her people had money—and the knack of spending it. Her father belonged to fifteen clubs and left sovereigns all over the place. Her mother was always buying new cupboards for hats. The clothes her mother wore were only vi itors, never residents. The were treated like visit borne upstairs to unwr ried off to a party and maybe a theater and the sent away to someone else and forgotten all about You never had that plea ant feeling of getting to know a blouse or an after 100n frock in the house of Ella’s mother. When the parents died, a calamity brought about by a collision between a two-seater car and a bricl wall, it appeared that their money belonged to every ence instead, and pover and anice long war, and one bright patch and then five dismal years. But the love of pretty happenings ar pretty things survived it al Absurdly enough, she fe that if John Jeffries were to ee her dressed as o girls his curiously tranqu eyes would light up witl i new fire-—-and then she would be able to sweep t »bwebs off his ceiling But why bother wit} ense? Jol leffrie longed to the earthhe tille to new-turned f{ Vv a fresh-mown hay. He« now there wa i t elseintheworld. Hewa man tothink of shabl yl ttle land girls. He was no ad mirer of W ort Paquin. Pff! Aw ishness! To we damn the women! On December 21, 1921, Ella pilgrimed forth to the chase of her card, and fourteen stationers in diff of London were mortified. The shabby little cu turned down their offerings with scorn. Outlying district proving unproductive, she came to the West End Bond Street she stopped in ecstasy and glued her 1 against a window. Standing upon a sheet of virgin g was the ideal card—a plow and horses in aqua t was unpriced, and heaven alone could say what the cl might be; and yet in all London was there none to « pare with this. Mince pies and holly, mistletoe, rol snow —compose them how you might with wealth or thr of color, and admit yourself worsted by this plow horses —worsted in practice and bettered in art | shifted from one foot to the other and bated her breat! Dare she enter and claim the prize? The risk was great The sudden appearance of a hand approaching from the back of the card and blindly feeling about in space decide her. She darted into the gallery —offense would be take were it called a shop—and seized an assistant. “T want that card in the middle of the window,” she gasped. The assistant was unmoved. No sign of emotion d he betray. He took the card and put it into a violet ¢ velope and he said “Half a guinea,”” because he sold | tures and knew that to say ten and six was vulgar Ella’s eyes opened wide and her heart stopped beat She faltered, “I beg your—how much did you sa He repeated the elegant sum. I told you she came of thriftless parents, and here is the proof: In her bag were twelve shillings and some copper her entire wealth. Nor was there any prospect of ear? more until the first week in January, since the contribut to Friends at Home, for whom she did a little typing, wa away on a holiday, studying the legend of King Cophetua What matter? Boats and money were made to be burned She planted a ten-shilling note, five pennies and two |} pennies on the counter; and, ruined, she strode from tl gallery, with head in the air, with flags flying in her « and beacons burning on her cheeks. The assistant quite unmoved. If you have tried the simple experiment of spending Christmas week on a capital of two shillings and a penny

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ympathize with what follow ilte possessed her lt wa ot a person; est ent aga yhtfu py ifterthought, a i Dar lo sympathize is hot necessarily to condone. One may be John Jeffric banish the thought: it wa whole-hea i the sense of w ga F ery shocked at the people one sympathizes wit! olid resentment against controls apd government \ ! the ea too } " t} Ella dispatched her card, as was fitting, with more thar used those words because she had hee ( inche ind t ea tt t Une V ut isual precautior She even wrote “ iss, wit teaching at school, and it w 1 | ‘ ‘ A it fast, « the time the ‘ ‘ fu ‘ ybjectio n the envelope, which was a lie. After that every g¢ more explicit It seem It w ea eve else in the shade 4 was very hungry and bleak, her one dress was beastly and ame, whe ‘ e had cherist ( What she t fa vas like a conjuret 4 there was no one to cry or Christma marke ve Is rewardec ! And \ ( t too e eve t { N he ¢ first ( 5 by other people’s children trundling toy ( treet room ! H ‘ t lait a wreat ! ve fo f the dre | Hler? ther had heen a cu and the ugly giblets of turke lying t hero’s head tha e} eem g the « ‘ Radke Radi he | ail sfter : Ella lived on bread and sausage, and she turned he inknowr wide ‘ t i } ra new bag mirror to the wall It was the godde who 1 Ella’s t It w , vn had a lea ; It was on December twenty-eight! Jol letter came the godde he longed to disheve he t ¢ ‘ t if ice real letter, a ve fat letter, wit an envelope ind And the came the idea, on the hee ‘ t ! 4 ind a piece { tamp paper over the flap ar i le i tter for the fortieth time Tha ‘ t ! i ii that pa ig cross and a registered numbe It } } ed fora ‘ yt] : darted out of the door, which wa app ing «€ enditure it ¢ and Va i ha ‘ t ( et tuck it in the g longside the othe te i Ihe é t hut ‘ in't \@ Here was news! Actually he had kept them! he would { “7 real] is | ol y 1 to reme re rn ‘ te wi ild ( ( erd sed i this way hen fe must be full of ot erest mpat f Rr ‘ , led | e her t Was the man mad to write ened by n herself that showed in thes } “1 wonder if ve do me f eat T he hate e-pie | Is it the moor uu wa be ed | he ( d ne | dre wit My people are ar to bu R ‘ ( eg ' Be | of course i know nothing, and w n me ‘ I would e to town for a bit one eved e idea bed In that te ne Of urse some f the treet V i ( r ute otweer yy ind gett y | ft é VI ( ¢ me fT agair a) see the ne ( ! t approache la ble with one foot the ‘ ( t \ ¢ ike a { Che old pe f e getting on and It | ght vledge that the soap had har« f tl \ ‘ ‘ ‘ t ts to : eet the wishe esper t! ire pre Ne neve te But ‘ ined ¢ tar ‘ pe elthe if der down here just no trouble is I have notl It x with her while she brushed a Until sh ss Ella had not real ia to wear en't face j ] A Da rett And te |, how t ized the ‘ t ‘ Ist ng I t “Dar How should he know su Low Burlington Arcade, to J ns clon ns the @ But ‘Do me he tre endo fave | lor ] & Rapsor in Savi H coupe and ye { f hing The got n ea ‘ 1 1’ll take ‘ t \l lwa } ] tsanda | ' ‘ I wear ele } ri j Ve is st if | H it I've a fee 5 Ww ! J losed are two ty-pour r ¢ rrue, and e had ‘ noticed them! | | Ella's Eyes Opened Wite and Her Heart Stopped Beating. Yih wih 4 ‘ ea table at Princes She Fattered, “I Beg Your—How Much Did You Say Continued on Page 98

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12 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ; STOP AND GO =By a Traffic O N FEBRUARY a few years ago I was standing at a treet intersection in upper New York directing traffic I noticed several little girls gathered at the curb, evi- tent! waiting for a chance to cross Suddenly one of to me, as if on a dare, handed me an envelope ! i 1 back to her giggling companions. "] iited { me to open the enve lope. As I looked t n away, pretending to be in great fright Phe little girl id handed me my valentine—a comic picture ¢ fat, red-faced cop holding up an enormous te hand anc wling at somebody in an automobile. I kept that valentine and used to pretend to be angry ind shake 1 fist at that little girl every time I saw her. In time that comic picture got to be common. It was ed for post ds, valentines and everything. Some ty dealer even made a copy of it in the form of a little policeman with swinging white hands to be used as a vliator cap on cars All of you have seen it. In later vea! I have wanted to know who drew that nieture. but | was never able to find out. I wanted to ww because it has become my life work to study traffic hlen and I feel quite sure that that little comic lrawing has done more than any other one thing to help Though intended as a joke on the cops and the auto- mobile drivers, it was the first good lesson to bring home the idea ef authority in the uplifted hand. It did it with- out a lot of reading and writing and explaining The white uplifted hand « ime to be a sort of symbol of law and order. At tl ght of it everybody came to under- tand that he must stop. That hand has a stern meaning yw and it the foundation of all traffie regulations. Without the aid of the comic artist we should have been a h longer time teaching people that. It's pretty hard to realize that it has been less than inee a police officer in America was able to rt } vathority over one person, let alone a crowd, by erely holding up his hand. I remember well, when I was i plain, everyday cop, how we used to laugh when a traveler from Europe told us-how bobbies could do that in London. ty in this country now that signal would stop a sbout as quick and certain as a six-shooter in the is of a sheriff. Al Clever Capture on Broadway | lr HAS all come about in gradually making the public understand that safety depends upon what Englishmen Ul respect for the majesty of the law. I’ve got to hand it that comic artist for being first to bring the idea home that everybody could see it. You see, the main jc hb was to teach the people to respect If it was only fear of arrest and pun- de automobile drivers and pedes- ans obey that signal we could never get anywhere in establishing order in our busy streets. Traffic the signals because they know it helps. if each traffic cop on fixed post had to make three arrests a day, for instance, he couldn't iteh the traffic. The whole system would collapse. Not so long ago one of our best men on Broad- vay noticed a man handling his car awkwardly. Che officer knew instinctively that the man was unfamil- iar with the gear shifts in that particular make of car. “What's the trouble?” the officer asked. Something out of order in my engine,” replied the man, his eves all the time ehifting and refusing to look the officer the fac ‘Is that > Well, I guess you'd better pull up to ——” Suddenly the man threw in his gear and shot straight thead tunning behind another car the cop jumped on the running board and finally pulled the man up at the urb a bleck and a half away. “IT thought so,” said the officer, pulling out a little book. Quickly he glanced over the pages and then examined the license plate on the car len from So-and-So,” he said. He blew whistle to call a regular policeman and sent the thief ‘This car was stolen Automobile thieves are often caught that way, but that not the peint of this incident. The officer had left his post for not more than fifteen minutes In that time the traffic had got so snarled that it took : half hour to straighten it out. There had been no cop iround to take his place immediately. Now suppose that officer, or any other officer, had to ike two or three arrests a day for violations of traffic ignals. You can readily see what would happen. The time taken up in writing out summonses alone would be fatal to the movement of traffic. would be gummed up every day. They must obey a K é PEI ey coe Se iy A Type of Signal Light Used in Philadetphia As a matter. of fact a majority of the traffic cops in New York do not average making two arrests a week for traffic violations. They occasionally make arrests for other crimes, but drivers and pedestrians have learned to under- stand the spirit and importance of the uplifted hand. It is not a fear of arrest, because they know there would be no chance of the officer arresting them. He simply couldn't do it. I am a traffic officer and I have been one since there were any traffic cops in this country. I can tell you that ninety-nine out of a hundred traffic violations and acci- dents are due to a lack of understanding of signals or, possibly, a failure to see them. The public is very slow to learn. Most people fail to read or listen to instructions. Either that or they do not grasp the meaning after they do read or listen. Two Simple Rules for Safety N BIG cities there could be perfect safety by the ob- servance of two rules or principles—one for drivers and one for pedestrians, It is very simple. Drivers in turning to the right at a corner must always take the short turn next to the curb; in turning to the left they must take the wide turn, going across the street as nearly at right angles as possible. For other directions watch the traffic officer. Pedestrians should gather at the curb on a corner and wait until the officer has motioned them across. If there is no traffic officer they should wait until the traffic has February 4, 1922 ie cer thinned and then, after putting up a hand, walk across. Pedestrians, you know, have just as much right to signal cars by putting up a hand as a driver has. In general principle that’s about all there is to it. Now you'd think any man or woman would be able to learn that and would teach it to the children, especially when at times it is a matter of life or death. But if you were to look over our records you'd think different. For seventeen years, with every educational means within our power, we’ve pounded that into the heads of the public. But accidents—inexcusable accidents—go right along piling up from year to year. The great ma- jority have learned to respect the uplifted hand, but individuals have not learned to watch out for it. Only last week a business-looking man dashed from the curb at Fourteenth Street and Fifth Avenue and started across the Avenue while traffic was in motion, looking back over his shoulder at someone. A chauffeur saw him coming and pulled his car up to a dead stop until he could make sure what this man was going to do. Regardless of signals the man kept going full tilt until he ran ker-plunk into the standing car. The stopping of his own momentum sent him sprawling. “Hey,” yelled the chauffeur, more amused than angry, “why don’t you blow your horn?” It was a good laugh, but the business man didn’t see anything funny about it. He got up, mad as a hornet, and actually demanded that the chauffeur be arrested! Also, he took down the number on the license plate and said he was going to sue for damages. There is no law, rule or regulation to cure men like that But there is an excuse for people who get confused over the installation of new signals or a new system, whicl often becomes necessary. In many cities that have grow: up quickly the trouble is that the police inaugurate new regulations—often experiments—without thoroughly in forming the people in advance as to what it is all about. The Public Must Coéperate S 1 HAVE said, the public is slow to learn. Teaching them is no easy job. A lot of folks refuse to read news papers and cannot be made to observe signs or placard Why, in New York a few years ago, when the double sub- way system was started, the west side and east side being connected by a shuttle train running across Forty-second Street, there was a panic. Though full and complete notice had been given for days in advance, people got jammed up by tens of thousands. Some of them on the way to dinner didn’t get home until late at night. The company had put up maps, placards and arrows of direc tion, in addition to elaborate instructions in the new papers. Just the same, hundreds of thousands of New Yorkers were a week or ten days in learning how to get home. Some of ’em even get balled up now, five or six years since the change was made. I have seen dozens of these people fighting and wrestling with one another to ask the guard a question when there was the sign, giving full direc tions, right in front of them. During those early days the police had to keep reserves on hand to prevent actual loss of life. Training a traffic squad—the cops, I mean—-is second ary to training the people. We may work out the most simple and practical system in the world and have the best cops to enforce it, but it isn’t worth a hill of beans if the drivers and pedestrians don’t know what it’s all about. They must know a long time in advance too. One day a few years ago, just when we thought we had a perfect system, I was stationed on a fixed post in the middle of che Avenue. A woman driver pulled up along- side me and asked if I could direct her to a certain jewelry store. I pointed diagonally across the street. “Three doors from the corner.” I turned to direct some traffic coming behind her when I heard a crash. This woman had cut directly across and was pulling up on the left side of the street when a car coming around the corner ran into her. There was a great commotion of argument and taking of names. I went over and with some emphasis told the woman she was in the wrong. “How dare you speak to me in that tone!”’ she said You didn’t tell me to go to the corner and turn around I'll report you for this.” In this day and time you could hardly believe a thing like that ever happened. But it did. We had dozens of cases like that at first. Foolish as it may sound, the hardest job we ever had was to teach people that they must not stop except with the right side of their car, or other vehicle, next to the curb. In small cities, to this day, I see drivers pulling up on the left side of the street. “

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Women are not worst viola- tors. As rule they obey the law to the letter, once the a as — yam ] We were sta- tioned in the . Fort y-second Street section the theatrical dis they understand trict—and our t it. A great many main job was t of them, though, escort. old peopl have the idea that and childre: the signal busi- acro the ‘, ness is a lot of streets — and an i tomf volery just swer questions put on for show. They used to ask as The thing that in- us everything | fluences them from “What are { most is a show of the new styles ir { ymething snapp3 skirts?’ to ““Show 1 military Ar me the hotel where s fficer of com- the French actres H manding figure takes the mill who sta! ds erect pets York Policemen Equipped With Night Signal Lights. Harness Over the Shoutders Carries a Box Showing Red, Yettou bath.” d salutes punc and Green Electric Lights Operated by a Storage Battery and Push Buttons You on well yusly never has imagine how ofter trouble with the wom« A ca el | one traiiec system | this country was inaugurated in 190 we | 1 it nece ar f t me pretty young lady igh, has his troublk t t.for_} from morning in New York. During the early part of that year supe Broadway while the i people had to wait for a night. rior police officials began to feel the necessity of i systen ! ¢ } us moment That famous Broadway Squad I have made quite a study men and women drivers. to control street traffic. Automobiles were numero turned out to be the daddy of all traffic organizations ir \ rule womer e very expert in handling the cars and enough to have lost some of their novelty At congested Ame i That how | ime to be that kind of cop ar i eem to take pride mat I r-line maneuver I! spots we had had some accidents | p to that time the wl { is become m) fe ] ffic In a monotonous proce n, though, tl of te only recognized job of a policeman was t rrest folks f Me m f the Broadw iad were considered t bsent-minded ‘ mitting f nothing els« f dudes by the rest of t e, a There a little country cop on one of the iuthorities decided to inst i regular it of New York who has the best scheme of hi The First Traffic Squad and assign officers to fixed posts we ' idies that I have } wh ol He has a tough : ob. Since then our squad has grow 4 Five main thoroughfare me together at his post YEN. FRANCIS V. GREENE, police commi ynne hundred —not nearly enoug it that i To begin with, t fellow dresses with all the care and sent Maj. Alexander R. Piper, a deputy commissions tive bureau, where officers are al exactne of a staff officer in the irm) His white-gloved ona trip to London and Paris to study conditions and clothe the traffic department 1 ' Is on a Sunday afte yon are going like windmills. make recommendations. I remember well how we a } est assignment. ; irists often drive that w just. to see him work. He_ smiled on the side when Major Piper came back w a nee we started that new-fangled its his verbal orders like a platoon commander tale that a London bob! ild enforce law b ' us the butt of Broadway j traff lifting his hand, and that he was never armed w ig we have to direct the movement t The Driver's A, B, C Up to then our main persuader had been the night st iutomobiles a day, besides the | ‘ and sometimes the six-shooter have to keep fort th ! | Ws ut there to watch |} one day when I learned We had a famous organization in the police force then theatrical district alone tw th mmething thi ave used to good advantage on Fift} known as the Broadway Squad. The members were hand trict takes in the small area betwee Avenue. A wo! ver, handling a snappy car and not picked for size and appearance. Every cop had to be Fifty-nintl treet one mil i ticing the direction of the traffic, slid the nose of her car over six feet tall, of polite manners and good k ng. It Eighth Avenue le than half a le } im, only t » pull up wit a yert it tne sight ) | v al ft outht eve! f I Va i ‘ ry lr} B id = apy ee ite the 4 I t t ‘ tne 4 three hu ire | lenly uplifted hand. Half of her car was over the line way Squad became famous 1 ng and st thousand cars it must be remembered that Manhatta d cro gy the traffic stream before the Island—New York City about three | iw her He motioned her to back miles wide at the widest point, and about z to the curl twelve miles long St g all traffic he walked over im Other es may not have many car ¢ ‘ and essed her but the probiem me of ther greats Madam,” he l, ‘‘to be a good drive because the haven't the advantage o ere r¢ ist three things a lady must juare bloc and le ave lt the latter i ow —the lettre A,B,C. Do you know paralleling one another t hat the mean?” the tart ou illed traf ; | f She gave him a withering look, then were kidded u fu Pedestriar yok her head et emen laughe A.B, ¢ alway ful. Remem t l ide it ve ditficult er that Now Z he ud t t I b With the eyes of all the halted drivers her the woman proceeded. Her face Trouble With the Truckmen } owed, too, that she was impressed. : Lessons like that are great educat t i st ‘ It gives a person something to mull over any attent [his officer t 1 me that he used to give t rule we | it le yn ten or twelve times a d at requiring a Now he Is necessary but once or é es, in cor g to a stop, to pull uy vice a da\ . gent t the treet, next t TI } ‘ t Ifat man came along ar . { ‘ t front of his de } | r cro t} “ ‘ 1 pul t regardle f tl rj ‘ ‘ facing He had al ( ! | ! { was | ‘ Pr} ‘ f going to a corne d ma gait ind cor if tne a i ij wou (>) r cna fair t ‘ 1 | t ‘ ‘ YT tar act In anothe Naturally the nece . - illo! i Or t nd tne es of one place have beer d fferent fre ordered us to be i yr arre For e of another. This, added to the fact end or more we ested the byt it all new laws spri Zz from ed lrer . t cecounts for the present jigsaw le immonses to drive 1 ‘ r tourists. Right now it seems almost The standing fine was t mpossible to get the thing fitted together At no time did ( t ea But give us time, and with the aid of the or to their employe the } c ‘ public we shall do it. Traffic experts trying to esta f N throughout the country are enthusiastic mply a fool not { ht up , bout the matter and all we need is a little mart-Ale Eve t } ' Nn thought and coéperation from the very pert ent to ones we are trying to aid. t drive I I ed f If you will stop to think what has been 4 t est, « I done in seventeen or eighteen years most a Genel > aiaaena ay t any thir g seems pos sible a The t re al The Signal Tower for Directing Traffic at Fifth Avenue and 42d Street, New York ontinued n Page 93

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POST e Pattullo ERNEST FUHR February 4,1922 RANITE FACE The moment Constable Frizzell droned “O yez,"’ the hum of conversation ceased and eve settled down to b l was anybody present

y here Lnd ( ‘ 1 the othe el ‘ ! qd { ‘ ! { ( G e | haa ' i ti l 1) ‘ i d He \ ere y ‘ to to hea ‘ i 1) a l urge of ¢ ‘ 1 he { { i 1 Don't you Know tl Lime e difference hetwer borrowin’ and stealin’?) Wt there ain't been a wee ten years Benny hasn't held out something on me for coundrel of a husband of her a pair of socl or son thing — but they come back next washin’.” *But I te ( he done ruined that shirt, jud It wore clea hr t the ne« mand and I don't put it « iva ilte rye cried Semp!l y ght to discharge !} He done tole r best and he’s got to pa “All righ d Rust with a gesture of dist But your redress lies in a civil suit for damages, t And maybe this'll learn you not to wear ’em wit} stripes, Sid. Prisoner is discharged.” As Atticus Pericles Poe started jul toward t door he was summoned to the bench by an almost impe ceptible jerk of the head. “Say, boy,” said the court in a stern whisper, “you g that white bull possum dog of yours st “T sho have, Mr. Ben, and he’s r’arin “Fetch him round to-morrow night,”’ ordere judg “and Frenzy of Fright, and in the Doorway the Rody of Buck Diit we'll go get us a few Luna.” the justice court of the Precinct. Also, the stranger re why Old Granite Fa his name, No m: what he might be Ber expre or re er! But he wa t< had looked just abc , me ever s e he gre You know the kind of le fa ed individual wl for five when he is tw 1 } till | f ;

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and despite the rav of politics at home and ambi- wer abroad. iand at the Washington Conference RATE economic appraisal of Europe insition bristles with difficulties ise tne tuation 18 In con- fechange. Furthermore, ience everywhere en with the attempt at tine If the irl e pe ted to rm ail de ered the ‘ t politi ul I f cur f ty ta crise er soil and substance rld War she would be advanced on the ery to-day but for the only to scan the map of find the impress of France va turn. Conscious of her war-won urveys the world with real elation time since Napoleon’s great day. f s for acquisition seems at imposing military force in the world. French Thrift and Industry ntemplation of these activities | wons why French Government finance is in the vhy the general economic aspect of the republic ly rosy. That sense of thrift and industry Loulg Loucheur, Minister . of Reconstruction these facts we can now enter upon ' lin Syria, and she lately concluded a pact with e Turkish Kemalists that strengthens her immeasurably r East. Thanks to the war she has increased er African colonial possessions. She backed the ill-fated Denikin and Wrangel expeditions to redeem Moreover, her army, despite the reduction prom- , will contir THE SATURDAY EVENING POST EUROPE IN TRANSITION which comprises the prin- cipal birthright of France has been impeded rather than encouraged by the course of political events. Nothing is so distracting as political upheaval, especially when it is projected with bitterness. We know the effect of a presidential campaign upon the fragile fabric of finance. Repeat this every year and you get some idea of the turmoil that has been the lot of the French people Even the reconstruction of the devas- tated area has encountered obstacles from time to time in the shape of differences between the politically powerful magnates who make up the consortium of con- tractors, for France, like Germany, is a land of trusts. With a knowledge of some analysis of what is going on ina country linked with us in an imperishable tradition of valor and sacrifice. % There are two approaches to the estimate of France. One is through the mist of sentiment born of a common ideal of republican government and enhanced by our com- radeship in the struggle for liberty. Her battle-scarred soil, to paraphrase the kindling line of Rupert Brooke, “is forever America,”” because our blood has drenched it and our dead sleep in its embrace. It will always have a sacred association. So much for the attitude begot of the great days of war. The other approach is in the cold light of business progress, and more especially its relation to the larger re- habilitation of this still distracted and shell-shocked uni- verse. Unhappily, the relentless march of economic necessity knows no emotion. It is with the latter and therefore practical phase that we are mainly concerned. February 4,1922 France and the Future moment. Peace daw! 10,000,000 of her acres thousand of her te Fifty per cent of her mal half of them mutilated depending too much upon reparation and t own immediate postwar effort quick and complete of agony and slaughter. rank and file of the popula The Reparation Tangle OR were the Fre: ceding article, tried ir from full responsibili the Allies the usual comp! developed over the divi having made an unexpe the cost of maintaini while France languished, vital of the agencies The significant point wit! that before many year By Isaac F&F. Marcossomn t go back fe 1land. Near i Fou | ere pra , ud. le t ol I ed the 2,000, ; that he rey 1] | ggered a j The Fre j pricele i dina! j The Fre now imit I 0 | the i are a Oo! , j ' ’ } f ‘ pre ite ‘ | Pale the differs eed | ‘ to de ; Me f { j 4 eu oe A French Farm as it Appeared on the Day the Armistice Was Signed, and as it Looks Toda y Under

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 17 machinery and railway equipment to restore the wartime losses. The arrangement entered into between Louis Lou- cheur, French Minister of Reconstruction, and Dr. Walter Rathenau, until recently his German colleague, by which Germany agrees to h 7,000,000,000 marks of ma- terials during the next five reparation wind will blow. Reparation in kind performs manifold service. It gives Germany relief from financial strain and provides an out let for her labor. It enables France to concentrate her industrial energy in widening her sphere in the world mar kets. More important than this, it has already diverted the French from reliance upon money reparation and brought them round to the constructive real their own efforts lies the rehabilitation of the nation.

rs, shows which way the

The mistaken dependence upon reparation a for reconstruction has been only one ol mi

have hindered a return to normalcy in France. triking reason is the French fear of Germany. No man

can traverse the republic to-day without encountering at almost every point of human contact, whether it be minis- ter, magnate or proletarian, the deep-seated convictior that Germany is still a potent menace to be eternally The dominating idea in France is to keep Germany humbled. Coincident with this desire t reduce Germany to a fourth-class power is the demand for

guarded against.

ull reparation. The most casual observer must come to the conclusion that both these ends cannot be served at the I pointed out this inconsistency 1 the second article of the present series, but since it is a nece ame time.

ary part of the sequence of this narrative I refer to it again. Fear of German Aggression —_ French fear of Germany has been a distinct eco-

nomic handicap, and I willexplain why. The new French budget calls for an expenditure of roughly 25,000,000,000 frances, of which approximately one-third is for n I ses. Not only does this immense ary est ment Impose an excee ve overhead cost but it hundreds of tho ds of able-bodied men fron e rank f productior big defect in the ch industrial tuation to-day lies in a lack of output » be sure, her d {1} } been overextended A re Sanaa ihe all thu Aoninteion. tanta thu 1 lum] Phe mair ict to be empl ed n connection with the huge French army is that it d ites the normal relation between man power and ] a tivits VITY. When you talk to the French, however, you get the ex

planation for t armed host I can be vhat be called the national attitude in tl I Capt Tardieu, former French High Con to the United States, colleague of Clemenceau ny ol the Versailles Treaty, first Mir it the moment leader of the opposition to the government ter of Reconstruction, and In discussing the situation with me in Paris he said Why is France called imperialistic? It is because the utside world does not understand the tuatior Fr <

is not imperialistic. She merely wants and establish some insurance against future Germar peaceful rheit

gression. Our people are inhere

stinct is to work and not to fight “The destinies of England, America and Japan li the sea. These three countries must have adequate 1

to protect herself Avie The dest of France, on the other hand, 1 n the lan This is why she must have a large arn \ Her st be he Idier “Why is France so Keptical about Ge ’ ment and why do we still maintain a larg ! give you one reasor When civil war broke out after t} plebiscite in Upper Silesia the Germans were able not to mobilize ar of 40,000 men but to equip it t machine gur n tio France |} ‘ slong that Upper Silesia must be lost to Germany be its retention would have embodied a new menace to Francs Upper Silesia was one of the German strongholds f I manufacture of armament, as the province Is ric! and iron mines and factorie “Every amendment that is made to the Ver ‘ Treaty only operates to the benefit of Germany. Take t] matter of indirect taxation of | iuxXu- ries. ‘The treaty specif German taxation must be equ that of the and Assoc Government As a matter of

fact, it l mu¢ n less. In the mat mar The or 1\ that France and the rest of the

productive world in escape utter dustrial annil lation throug} German compet tion is by impo g first, a tax or German coal, which compel the Germans to

i much for it as other coun- tries: andsecond,

Cultivation. Above—Mrs. A, M. Dike, Commissioner in France for the American Committee for Devastated France

In the end you find that the solution for the so-called ; peria of Franec well as the guaranty of ture i- peace in Europe and throughout the world lic ly interallied solidarity in wl America 1 have a part If the United State ind Eng ‘ larante } ‘ 1 ‘ \ Wit tt guarant ! t stand feguard.”’ France United for a Big Army ‘ 5 tphenga Ae R how bitter become the differences between 4 the | tical groups in France inno other country, per l I i ercou " I tical animosit » virulent —there au m t il t the German menace and t ne t t I t py the yarn intact Lo lhu t te L nie I etwet | 1 George and Asquith i ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ th the breach between Tar i and Yet ‘ ‘ one m in the matte I ( ‘ t eet hat France reg is as the evi e Ge nat | ind’s plea before the arm ! ie ne} t the da ising irom a ed R i In justi the mtinuance h Army he f the Frene red that it was thy ble pr tect } wa t future wars The French tina il situation present ething of the para x that exist in ,

eve far from ipt i pite of he deficit of more tha , 000 000 000 the budget,

u Arie t} igh taxation , eat the u j ted fir il t of Fra I I ! t understand that eve count tr ( e two} ! ! 4 C)ine ‘ ta t i’ ‘ ‘ t ‘ 1 ©@X] ! ; ( ’ rte t Continued on Page 32 } i J |

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“VACH with | favorite hunting pig on a stou 1, tring i band of the leading citizens of Mont ioved i fied procession down the Hugo the direction of the hunting preserve isamild, deiciwou inday, cool and tranquil as a pool 1 woodland glad To Périgord alone come such days Peace ¥ in the air, and the murmur of voices of men ent on a mission of moment The men of Montpont ere going forth to hunt truffle As Brillat-Savarin points out in his Physiology of Taste, All France is inordinately truffliferous, and the province { Périgord particularly so." On week days the hunting of hat succulent subterranean fungus was a business —in eed, a vast commercial enterprise, for were there not I ands of Périgord pies to be made, and uncounted tin { palé de foie gras to be given the last exquisite touch by the addition of a bit of truffle? But on Sunday it became a sport the chief he only sport of the citizens of Montpont. A ; erve, rich in beech, oak and chestnut tree a whose shade the shy truffle thrives, had been *. et apart, and here the truffle was never hunted m mercenary motives, but for sport and sport one. On week days truffle hunting was con- on Sunday, after church, all Montpont hunted truffles. Even the subpre- 1 to profes ional ct maintained.a stable of notable pigs for the purpose, for the pig is as necessary to truffle to beagling pig, by dint of patient training, can be taught to scent the buried truffle with his sensi- tive snout, and to point to its hiding place, as : the beagle is A mmobile as a cast-iron setter on a profiteer’s lawn, until its proud owner exhumes the prize. xperienced pointing pig with a creditable an enormous price in Montpont At the head of the procession that kindly Sun- lay marched Monsieur Bonticu and Monsieur with the decisive but leisurely They spoke to > oe 000000): epmmmmmeaion record brings Panta ead of men of affair ch other with an elaborate, ceremonial th at least, they 3, lor on this day, On other days they were nolit ‘ politene were rival bosom friends. To-day was the last of the fa season, and they were tied, “ of some two hundred truffles each, for the champior ship of Montpont, an honor beside which winning the Derby and the Grand Prix de Rome a of all Périgord. l'o-day was to tell whether the laurels would rest on the round pink brow of Monsieur Bontieu or on the oval olive brow { Mor i nothing mere bauble in the eyes ieur Pantan Monsieur Bonticu was the leading undertaker of Mont pont, and in his stately appearance he satisfied the tradi tions of his calling. He was a large man of forty or so, and in his special hunting suit of jade-hued cloth he looked a distance to be an enormous green pepper. His face was vast and many chinned, and his eyes had been set at the bottom of wells sunk deep in his pink face. It was iid that even on @ bright noon he could see the stars, as rdinary folk can by peering up from the bottom of a mine haft. They were simall and cunning, his eyes, and a little diffident. In Montpont he was popular. Even had his heart not been as large as it undoubtedly was, his prowess as a hunter of truffles and his complete devotion to that ithe insisted it was an art— would have endeared him to all right-thinking Montpontians. He was a bachelor, and said more than once, as he sipped his old Anjou in the Café de l’'Univers: “I marry? Bonticu marry? That is a cause of laughter, my friends. I have my little house, a good cook and my Anastasie. What more could mortal ask? Certainly not an Eve in his para- dive. I marry? I ‘be dad to a collection of squealing wiggling cabbages? I laugh at the idea!” Anastasie was his pig, a prodigy at detecting truffles, ind his most priceless treasure. He once said at a truffle hunters’ dinner, “Il have but two passions, my comrades: Che pursuit of the truffle and the flight from the female.” Monsieur Pantan had applauded this sentiment heart- ily. He, too, was a bachelor. He combined lucratively the offices of town veterinarian and apothecary, and had written an authoritative book—The Science of Truffle Hunting. To him it was a science, the first of sciences. Ile was a fierce-looking little man, with bellicose eyes and bristling mustachios and quick, nervous hands that always eemed to be rolling endless thousands of pills. He was given to fits of temper, but that is rather expected of a man in the south of France. His devotion to his pig, Clotilde, atoned, in the eyes of Montpont, for a slightly tlrascibie nature fr " \ THE SATURDAY EVENING POST HONOR AMONG SPORTSM. By Richard Commelll s+ ILLUSTRATED BY TONY SARG ; O06 000) CGRP | li imam - At the Head of the Procession That Kindly Sunday Marched Monsieur Bonticu and Monsieur Pantan, With the Decisive But Leisurelty Tread of Men of Affairs The party by now had reached the hunting preserve, and with eager, serious faces they lengthened the leashes on their pigs and urged them to their task. By the laws of the chase the choicest area had been left for Monsieur Bonticu and Monsieur Pantan, and excited galleries followed each of the two leading contestants. Bets were freely made. In a scant nine minutes by the watch Anastasie was seen to freeze and point. Monsieur Bonticu plunged to his plump knees, whipped out his trowel, dug like a badger, and in another minute brought to light a handsome truffle February 4,1922 ish gray a the best With a ge umpire and 1 potato, blackish tudded with warts he exhibited it to the popped it into his bag. He rewarded Ar ture of triump! astasie with a bit f cheese and urged her to new cor juests Sut a few seconds later Monsieur Pantan gave a short hop, skip and p, and all eyes were fastened on Clotilde, who had grown motionle ave for the tip of her whic juivered gently. Monsieur Pantan dug feverishly and oon brandished aloft a well-developed truffle So the battle waged s, Monsieur Bonticu Clotilde, by a bit of brilliant a chestnut tree, brought to light a nest of and sent the eries of successe At one time, by a was three up on his rival, work beneath four truffles Pantan colors to the van The sun was setting; time was ne arly up rhe other hunters had long since stopped and were clustered about the two chief contestant ted, ber Practically every ground had been covered. But pot remained, the shadow of a giant oak; and, it all their skill to who, pale but colle the hunt. square inch of one propitiou moved by acommon impulse, the stout Bonticu and theslender Pantan simultaneously directed their pigs toward it. Sut a little minute of time now remained The gallery held it breath. Then a great shout made the leave shake and rustle Like two perfectly syn chronized machines, Anastasie and Clotilde frozen and were pointing to the same spot. Monsieur Pantar had darted to his tion. But houlder politels pointing. They wer , more active than his rival knees, his trowel poised for 1 large hand was laid on hi and the silky voi , ‘If monsieur will } the honor of informing him ac sieur Bonticu sai me, may I have that this is my find?”’ Monsieur Pantan, as best a kneeling man can. he said coolly, consider it an impertinence if I con- tinue to dig up what my Clotilde has beyond peradventure discovered, and I hope monsieur will not take it amiss if I suggest that he step out of the light, as his shadow is not exactly that of a sapling.” trowel in mid-air “that monsieur Monsieur Bonticu was trembling but con- trolled. ‘‘ With profoundest respect,”’ he said from deep in his chest, ‘‘I beg to be allowed to inform monsieur that he is, if I may say so, in error. I must to step back and permit me to take what i ask monsieur, as a sportsman, justly mine Monsieur Pantan’s face was terrible to see, but his voice was icily formal ‘I regret,”’ he said, ‘‘that I cannot admit mon- In the name of sport and his honor, I call upon monsieur to retire fr I tion.” ‘That,’ said Monsieur Bonticu, “‘I will never do!”’ They both turned faces of appeal to the That official was bewildered. “It is not in the rules, messieurs,”” he got out con- fusedly. ‘In my forty years as an umpire such a thing has not happened. It is a matter to be settled between you personally.” As he said the words Monsieur Pantan commenced to dig furiously. Monsieur Bonticu dropped to his knees and also dug like some great, green, panic- stricken beaver. Mounds of dirt flew up. At the same second they spied the truffle, a monster of its tribe. At the same second the plump fingers of Monsieur Bonticu and the thin fingers of Monsieur Pantan closed on it. Cries of dismay rose from the gallery. “It is the largest of truffles!” called voices. ‘‘ Don’t break it! Broken ones don’t count!” But it was too late. Monsieur Bonticu tugged violently; as violently tugged Monsieur Pantan. The truffle, indeed a giant of its species, burst asun- der. The two men stood, each with his half, each glaring. “T trust,’”’ said Monsieur Bonticu in his hollowest death- room voice, ‘that monsieur is satisfied. I have my opinion of monsieur as a sportsman, a gentleman and a Frenchman.” “For my part,’’ returned Monsieur Pantan, with rising passion, “it is impossible for me to consider monsieur as any of the three.” “What's that you say?” cried Monsieur Bonticu. “Monsieur, in addition to the defects in his sense of honor, is not also deficient in his sense of hearing,” re turned the smoldering Pantan. ieur’s contention umpire. ” E99 Whe | }

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With a Scream of ' , + +} Rage Monsieur Pantan ‘ Advanced on the Butky Bonticu eethir wrath # j P ty ‘ i € "= i ! 4 Hag, t ‘ \f - i t > 1 e Mor 1 | , [ | Wi f \ \W 1 } l ! é 1 I i ( ( 8) ‘ ras M ‘ | ] ' { i i ine eve f M 1 B i He | ve | I | a M ' ' ' I e hu | } ) i ‘ ( ‘ } I M | 1’ ‘ Mt 1 F 1 j 2, ‘ fl I | ] f m t | ( ( M H M eer ' ‘ 1] ¢ ‘ | I I I ( i f I ! I } i I I iad ‘ ) \ t f | ment is im] ble nd a due i! t sé te ‘But ves! I assure ‘ i t t f | | t underst | M eur | Continued on Page &9 Ye * ‘ | o- > < At» 2

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20 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST THE SATURDAY EVENING POST FOUNDED A‘°D! 1728 PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY BY THE CURTIS PUBLISHING COMPANY INDEPENDENCE SQUARE PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA, U.S.A GEORGE HORACE LORIMER. EDITOR ti Cents the Coy trom All Newsdealers. By Subscription To the and Pos ns, Cuba and Mexico, $2.00 the Year. Remit by t Money Order, bapress Money Order, Check of by Draft, payable ‘ ' i] lo Canadea—t i ption, $5.00 the Year ingle Copies, Ten Cents ‘ ' wl ripton ' ( ovuatries in the Postal Union. Subscriptions $4 06 the Year Menmittur to be by Draft on a bank io the U.S, payable PHILADELPHIA, FEBRUARY 4, 1922 Poor Richard Says economic theories, must seem hopelessly old | y MOR RICHARD, with his home ly philosophy of life and ng, to our generation of intelli philosophy has one quality that theirs beac it we As Poor Richard say \ learned blockhead is a greater blockhead than an ignorant one. y, all the touted eat pa eus Of the past century e-alls | e been tried out in practice during the past te en Without « xception they have proved mi erable failu destructive instead of constructive force Com ist ha tterly ruined Russia. Socialism, which is has prostrated North Dakota. Govy- nent ownership, which is diluted socialism, has half inkrupted our railroads. As Poor Richard ays: Many medicines, few cures. All schemes to crimp brains and initiative, all class and pecial-privilege legislation by any bloe for any group will the end react against it would-be beneficiaries. These inaceas that would cure the wrongs of one group— wrong e often due to limitations imposed from within than m withou by infringing on the rights of another map, back-tire in operation They look good, like count- ess little models of inventions that run a mile a minute on cup of water and a gill of gasoline, but that go to smash when b on a larger scale and put to work on the rails or Richard say Thou hadst better eat salt with the philos- ophers of Greece, than sugar with the courtiers of Italy. Chere are plenty of people who, against all the evidence, wlieyve in communism, socialism, government owner hip of railroads, Non-Partisan Leagues and the like, but then there are many people who still believe in fairies, hosts and Russian rubles as an investment for trust fund We shall continue to have countless books on ocialismm, just as we shall always have blue-sky stock; not because either is worth the paper it is printed on, but because, as Poor Richard says: Samson with his strong body, had a weak head, or he would not have laid it in a har- lot's lap Economic truth is dull reading, because it repeats simple rules that we all know and because it does not promise anything for the taking. Its criticism is first of all for the individual and his personal shortcomings, and that is not such soothing reading as an arraignment of a vague composite society that holds down the worthy failure out of pure cussedness. No man is an unworthy failure to him- elf. Economic truth teaches a hard though perfectly clear program of steady work, self-help and self-denial. It points to the middle of a long, hot road as the shortest safe way between two points, and discourages the use of shady short cut nyone who will run through the list of classic com- munistie short-cut books, on which the take-it-from-the- other-fellow system of economics is based, will find that they were written by men who were not actually engaged in business, or familiar at first hand with the real prob- lems of finance, management and production. That is why their theories go to pot when put to the test. That is why Das Kapital and books of that ilk will eventually find Lilian, by The Duchess, and similar works of light fiction. As Poor Richard says: shelf room alongside Airy Fairy Great talkers, little doers. It would be hard to overestimate the damage that has been done to the world by writers like Karl Marx, who have put out dull romances in the guise of serious economic discourses; or by the orators to whom any theory looks ound if it gets a big-enough hand; or by those politicians who issue unlimited promises at the expense of the tax payers, provided they can be discounted in votes from the tax-free. The people, and in that term we include mer chants and manufacturers as well as farmers, have plenty of troubles, plenty of grievances, but they will not be cured by any panacea in the politician’s pharmacopoeia. As Poor Richard says: Here comes the orator, with his flood of words and his drop of reason. The greatest problem before the world to-day is a busi- ness problem and it will be solved only by business men. It is a practical problem and it will be solved only by prac tical men of affairs. Disarmament, unemployment in Chicago, the cost of an overcoat and the price of corn in Lowa are interdependent and interrelated matters. The intelligentsia, the politicians and the diplomatists have brought the world to the brink of ruin. Everything has been tried by them except common sense. If from the first hour of the armistice at Spa the world’s affairs had been in the hands of the world’s business men, we should now be well ahead of our troubles. As Poor Richard says: Of learned fools I have seen ten times ten; of unlearned wise men I have seen a hun- dred. A lawyer is interested in the way in which a case is handled in the fine points involved, the legal q iibbles, the arguments, the decision, and then the appeal, world without end. The diplomat is interested in the game, the jockeying for place, the balancing of power against power, and in that final heaven of diplomacy, the sfatus quo. The politician is interested in whatever is good for the most votes at the next election. The statesman is interested in keeping his job. As Poor Richard says: Poor Plaindealing! dead without issue. The business man is interested in keeping out of bank- ruptcy, in larger production, in cutting out waste, in building up a surplus, all of which are necessary to the happiness of the world, and all of which are possible only with peace. Three or four business men from each of the great nations, men of the caliber, experience and plain horse sense of Harding, Dawes and Hoover, should be asked to apply to the affairs of the world the same simple, direct business methods that they have been using all their lives with the Marion Star, a Chicago bank and various other enterprises. For the problems before the world to-day are in no basic essential different from the problems that every man confronts in his daily business. As Poor Richard says: To-day is yesterday's pupil. February 4, 1922 Every individual, petty shopkeeper, great trust or nation that does not balance its budget, but that shows a yearly deficit, will go into bankruptcy when its borrow- ing capacity is exhausted. There is one group of nation that is not balancing budgets, largely on account of arma- ment expenditures. A second group, of which the United States and Great Britain are the leaders, are balancing their budgets through excessive and almost confiscatory taxation, necessitated by old and new war expense A business man, confronted with such a showing on his ledg- ers, would visualize the situation in some such way a this: ‘‘I have an interest in a large business, the United States, with its main offices at Washington; } smaller one, a steel mill located in the Pittsbur; I am making a good profit out of my steel mill, but I an being assessed half of that profit on my shares in the United States, in order to meet deficits on its past operations and to keep it running at a continuing loss. The big busines needs looking into. It needs a drastic housecleaning.” It does indeed. And all other concerns in the same line of business —government—need an immediate and drast scaling down of their activities and expenditure There is tremendous and wasteful competition between them unproductive lines, and it is hurrying all the weaker nations towards bankrupt« vy. Some of the war drunkard astic things to come, hi: rightly fearful of more d trying to lay down a supply of war hootch in the cellar Spartan living, to follow the course of diet and ma igi prescribed at Washington, i imperative Unkle that is done there will be bankruptcy in Europe, and a limp ing instead of a full recovery in America. And as if the present me were not enough, C bonus bill simmering on the back Poor Richard says: The good paymaster is lord of another man’s purse. We shall not be legi lated or dosed back to healt! home. No agricultural or industrial bloe will sav We are coming back, but an inch at a time, in spite of gov ernmer tal handi aps, by the hard work, thrift and comn ense of the individual, the homely combination of ca oil and sweat prescribed by Poor Richard for economic ill The one big thing that governments can do for the reger eration of the world is to lighten the enormous and unn¢ essary load that the prod icers are carrying on their bac! The Washington Conference has helped some; but after granting it a good measure of accomplishment, beneath all the oratory it still recognized war “in principle.””, Unremit ting pressure on the politicians by the business men of the world to cut government expense and to reduce armament far below anything yet considered will help more The business brains of the world, by getting together inside and outside of government conferences, can he the individual who, by increasing his daily stint, by spending prudently, by living sanely and saving as much as possible, has already builded a new foundation under the natior will do the rest. Governmental crutches will not be needed Once the load of debt ar dt ixation which ¢ onfiscates tor productive purpose so muc h of our labor and produce | lightened, there will be greater and more widely diffused prosperity than America or the world has ever known. As Poor Richard says: Interest which blinds some people, en- lightens others. This new prosperity cannot grow in the shadow of war The ground must first be cleared of preparations for and of the causes of war. If individual investors would let it be known that they regard the securities of nations who are borrowing and spending large sums on armies and navies as a poor investment, as they are, and not safe enough for their savings, as they are not, there would be periods of prayerful reflection in some European chan celleries. It is individual action like this, individual pres- sure, individual work, individual thrift that will save and rebuild the world, not quack laws and theories. As Poor Richard says: God helps them that help themselves. nine gn immer | { } “—_ }

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O COUNTRY in the world produces for yg WK ] ry Government has ever wished or intended to é Le B rPir-avre ' . g 310 io inal growth of its export trade isfostered cannot be expected under a tax tha t or } i ANY participants in this mighty commerce are so _ by its activity commerce of other countries also uncert fluctuating i M tuated that they do not manage for themselves the Nor is its traffic limited to tangible commoditie Along | business of seeking out and transporting from the place of | with merchandise, it exports also ideas, arts, faiths, social Permissive Legislation i ‘ rin the things they need or of « ving abroad and find and political philosophies, History shows that in the main vy mare lor what the have to sell. Their trade may be the spread of learning the pread ever! of religions ha ITH a view to fir ing awa it 1 our present d } yreat ir Jume, but it conducted for them by the ships followed the routes of trade rhe nation, therefore, where W. ilties the United States Tariff Com nm made qd merc! I other yuntries. For thi reason, among these routes center str mgly influences the thought and exhaustive study of titution that ha ee t jours rie muc! I the vorld’s commerce follows devious institutions as well as the bu r activities of the rest of ful operat n several foreig i ite Instead of going direct from the producing the world. | W is a free port The result { tudy were he ¢ intry where they are finall; u ed, many Previous to the recent war out hare in thi mp tant eported to Congres two year iw | nmodities pass t igh the hands of intermediaries who commerce had long been almost negligibl For th there re ! ended the passage of pert e les it f the { 1easure the time, place and condi- were, indeed, many reasons; but perhaps the most it esta hnvent of such ports in the | ted Stat \ hie to market. Thus England sells us portant among them was the trictne | ur istom y Is to that end were introducs n both Houses of ‘ \ wool, the Netherlands sends laws. In our efforts to protect our manufacturers against Congre but othe portant matters then pressed for e, pepper and toba ind a large part of our supply foreign competition we have made it extremely difficult for attention, and th ept \ittee, Last August of LODeT me t t wa f Europ On the ther our merchants to deal loreign merchandise even whe t ! A ‘ it " Ma i ‘ t ted the Continued on Page 45

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Taz WINTER BE

Vv i ALEM DELAFORCI life ir T> ed ons had nothing to do 0 V ht Phere ere few indmar!} fa few he saw onl rise , , Ll 4 ‘ { membered i ( iin im mbw ‘ Ile had ( a i f ‘ ‘ ‘ 1] pre he le ileT ul it ‘ t! Du ere ne noth ’ he kind { t} law rie av ! publie at t had dor ruins re 1M { ipre imono which ’ ht ive bee ence Hye | ! I ' | j j " , ‘ » rus a i 1 1 ind filled with the pleasant smell of broo ra ( le of wi ‘ etual madeatl { low st he ie l > halt purred, a belt lace vhipped pute and ipped in rhythm ul repetitior but One rund in hidde helow the irface of a general ring and hu At times the light, padded thump fa machine also failed to break this quiet surltace Again again in the da that followed, Salem could almost ive { gti elf in a barr melling hay and hearing " pota horse I} was an early fancy, nowever, ! nh} ’ out at bie ed here | | ee yea! in the beginr g he clung fast by hop They had done f »> put him here they would wn find their

therefore they would soon come, tell him so, man to i ind let him go. Who “‘they”’ were, he could not have { it sometime j thought he beheld them as a com e fi vaguely benevolent, regarding him from ‘ t above, like the judge. Meanwhile he had only tuct el; aS a mal iH WOrk WA light At fi t he <« irried fi ym storeroom to ict bundle after bundle of broom corn-—-sweet-smelling, ly | le the end of each stalk tinged with a greenish e that kept it fresl A double armful weighed as noth rty-odd steps covered the distance to go and re and having placed one load upon the long high gh from the touch of listless hands year in, out —Salem had only to get another as deliberately as hose. The dreary men sorting at the table did not irage haste Like bringin’ fodder for the calf,” he thought After some weeks he modified this view Like bringin’ bad fodder for a sick ealf.’ Ile had discovered three fact The 7 f » % mei ot work grew heavier } the corn stupefying like a drug; ipparent peace in here was a stale, rancid thing; and people outdoors } who were to right the ’ 7’ id forgotten and would leave him here carrying straw ever During the night that brought this he descended into hell, ippen the n, | thoug} { did not counsel he He was mistaken. It ut afterward. what a fresh grip eases a Next day a change of work brought relief, o eemed relief at the time, if only as Salem took corn from the sorters and car- bound. H rth, took him over a more varied course, roken blister. journeys, no longer back and now near by,

Henry Milner Rideout STRATE DO BY Ff. R. GR February 4,1922

Beyond his machine, an stool between the

t the wall, crouched : ] j with bald head anc

The Lop:+Sided Retic Offered Him His Choice—Right or Left, North or South. “Allis, a Man Can't Stop, Hey? faid Satem Aloud now farther away, up and down lane ol new face not eer closely before. Words were Voice **Tnsick inside.”’ poken to him, thrown at him by different hurl here. Outside hurl. Covers. More | long these never kne Ww. Just how month . he at the face manded continued, how He spent much time wondering blaming himself because not one of them de- him to know and They looked untrustworthy or dull or commonplace, or cruel, but besides a uniform pallor there was a trait pos- that daunted him. Some- had never been behind those windows journeys many like it better. sometime sessed by all, a lack in the eyes,

thing was gone or of the spirit “They belong here, and I don’t.” Salem rejected this thought as proud and unkind; but it often returned in other forms. These men were different, he knew. In the open air he never would have chosen one for companion; whose lool and here, though starving for talk, he saw rossed his own with the catching at like. News and gossip ran underground as forest fire runs deep in leaf mold, but none of it me He did not speak the A man told him so one day with scorn: “You don't know a con from a p.k.”’ lectures and entertainment none t spark of hone fellowship, like

nt anything to Salem. language. There were, it is true, but Salem wished neither to be lectured nor to be entertained. He desired only one thing. A long time afterward he was put to work a stitching

machine in a dusky corner close by an end of the sorters’ table. orange, Above his right hand two long hanks of twine, one one purple, hung down and made the only spot of bright color in the world. Here, thousands of times, he performed the same motion. Clamping an unfinished broom, round and witchlike, head uppermost, between the teel jaws of his vise, he reached for an end of purple twine, threw a neat half hitch round the corn, threaded first one, then the other of two great broad needles, pulled a lever and watched the needles dart back and forth from their wire-screened concealment, alternately stabbing a row of stitches across the broom, till he checked them at the proper instant. He repeated this with orange twine; with purple again; with orange again; then removing the broom he laid it on a pile which rose beside his left hand and which presently a fellow prisoner came to take away. Salem could have done this work with his eyes closed.

] below, on a ond of the long table and ys a little old mar

U GER I nd, squinting eye Nested in a litte ofstraw, where the —__—, : shadow hung darkest, heworked by sense of toucl like a spider, with cramped but ful fingers all d: tripping ster the er grades of broom. This mar had been there many years; f crime—a little wor irson. Ir the dead of a wit ter 3 ight and o a cold for de gree below zero he had et a hou ( A here wome a ch are ia a eep Now the ad h bal head hone gla ? le yellowishwhite thoug! had Lake the ¢ al ul Hi he and e evil moutl eve ceased ( pucke he so “ee ; Salen < 1 make out whether the ( \ hiurked ; nthea ist eye vere cral ( Va t As the old mar ed he whispered, not louder t the rustle of tne I Sale grew capable of hearing the vord al { t he with more and more dist tne and ind t those of a filthy stor ong. They had the no touch of ea ty, no hu , th gy but ich ° tion as a parrot o i die aved ¢ 1 might lea ote M I of tl t Vt t t it irt | ‘ ‘ 1 he went a i ) ay ( hy j WW / The p ( So the old man sang i his whisper, a beg ( less, unspeakable fantasie Outdoors among his « 1 Sale had ne la spade called in fun something more | 1 ide: he knew pl nty of rough talk; but he id neve m ned that underneath plain smut there were depths and laye of sludge; or that age, and what was left of white hairs, could stir it round and round for pleasure. The whisper, just piercing the ru tle, made } lay work loathsome. At night those words ran 1 his head until he sometimes doubted if he had really heard ther f they were not rather of his own choice and making or i: by an unknown beast within him. Night was bad enough, even w! of the day. Salem’s window looked across : perhaps a bit of courtyard, 1. det ‘n lack]

and over some another wing of the prison, looked eastward, s there, climb slowly toward the upper become a short furred line of brightness, that in }

then, moving his head, could bring it d again watch it draw upward until he had or that star gone and another taken its funct black thing, bat or night bird, startled hin across and for a moment blotting this dre: covered them all bring the end of this one. lessness. Continued on Page 25)

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toward a patel ol y. It by swooping ‘y pastime. It never came again, but it gave him afterward a nightmare in which he seemed to be outdoors, free, admiring the handiwork of the heavens, when suddenly from beyond the stars came a black pin point that rushed and grew and a runaway world falling to crash and He woke in a doomsday help-

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‘ , ; f th | | > 4 é Continued from Page 22 But this was not Salem’s usual dream or his worst Another had invaded sleep, recurring as often as twice i mont} He always found himself walking among wood in a fairylike season blended of all happiest times of year and hours of day, incongruous but lovely Mist covered the lake, and far away loons were laughing; in spring sunshine the water lay clear, pale piue, glowing, beyond a cove where the last melting slush made 4 : faint, splinte ry noises as It pressed together i ived and Sank, whe willows were budding in the warmest hollows alongshore. Or else he passed beneath October trees where broad yellow leaves twirled sl y down, and twig ing moosewood, | had their ng-eared tl] et like so many little buff-colored rabbits’ head He moved with great ease and liberty, his footsteps buoyed in air, traversing a midsummer carpet of dwarf cornel without bruising one among all their red berries. He felt minous, unearthly joy. Then, miles away bel i the tree a bell began to tinkle. Here it come he thought Phe sound drew nearer. With it came foreboding, the re yy nition, then despair; and presently by one of those dream changes neither slow nor rapid, Salem was w f winter through dr now, i ima He we | leebly, without hope, drive Vy Ul Ww ior t he bell the snow grew drier and tl er; he stumbled ove ‘ half covered, that r ed derf and these, at first found tu g ye v-white and rounded pate ere the bone f dead mer rhe i pla i ered w t ind berore hir tr alignance ne de allo? f death ean when he fe isleep, the dread of hay It; when he woke, 1 tru staring at n afresh in the dark- ne this became ! wi tt nhment One ning after it, as he stood at work, having just ‘ iT peda a otnei broot i I t and take i t t first half hitch of purple twine, Salem glanced up quich " though summone The wl perer in the straw t idle Watcl ng | nN l 3 The loose lips were chewi ‘Wait.’ salem obeyed rhe old house burner gave } and down the room with s mething out from **Here,”’ he mouthed, and t Salem caught and saw broken, useless, though still } long. He stared from tl smiled and nodded rry that Salem could not unde ul The other | ed b } with a flercene that pulled t drew his forefinger ac Salem recoiled. In those p wide, full ol ( ( the ¢ thought They dro d fell to w« l Zz ill or now he fo »wi n himself awa ed, w cal n boot \ HEN Captain Constant the court room on thi at the head of the stair lay empty, in a drowse of The captall as U the stillness had beer jammed Nis t bent at the knees, remaines when alert could seem pa were darkened; retired among puckers of thought Captain Constantine wa a r th hi ke one who read a face , peerec i fr ri ¥ sssed the {i ymne o nted a ne g est. go i e cords a throat i¢ t wi were I 1 f } ind doze r the vered, t na ni and ankk 1 under the g so | 1 frowr nshine hat « ind W e H nd and } ‘ idied t THE SATURDAY EVENING POST For What Seemed Long Time, Everyone Expected to See the Great Body, Poised in Air, Go Whirling to the Ground and Smash

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ecame lost ayain in rey erie ‘Paid high enough tt Ca remembet est hat wa that lan guage o’ mine? It’s kind fa gift. Come and go.” Kingcome uddenly beamed more broadly than eve You called 'em a bo’t d of dodunks and chow lerheads.”’ o 1 did!” eried the i} : ~ oe they bet" With a circular, muscle pound movement he lifted vith both ind jerked it to nd wa banished all mere deeds from the earth. " , Clear and j speculative there?”” He pointed baci ward,

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couldn’t hold a cat by the head, would hold her by the tail and get her skianed if it took from here to Chiny But ashore people knew less of the captain, and Trapper did not know him at all. So while these two burly gossips wandered down the lane, filling it from side to side, and amicably talking, there was a drift which only one of them “Yes, sir-ree. Between us, we'd weigh into five hund’ed And right there’s now, you as ye go must be a F'o’ks would take you and me to be fat. Why, good two hund’ed sixty.” fool ’em ‘Sixty-threa. You ain’t a bad judge o’ flesh.” The captain nodded wisely. ‘I tell by the “*Ketched aholt of 3road enough for gamblers to shake dice wrist,”’ he replied. I do like to see a fellow critter you like, but it’s all on and pooty nigh as thick. You can let on to look as fat as dark meat, bon’ and gristle.” Charles Kingeome fell into the net of this old flatterer, who used no more than truth, yet spread his mesh with

Damn their lazy hides, whoever — Listen to him, my dear. me let go all holts.” Trapper had his own method. Don’t ye He appeared not to se

February 4,1922 mind me A young one kept this way makes any frightened little face below him, but stooped and patted the lanky and joyful young wriggler of a dog. “Likes me, don’t he, kind of? What’s his name?” said Trapper. “‘Sagamore? What? Why, this collar belonged to his daddy. Well, well! ’Twould fit him too soon round the neck; he’d have to grow like Finney’sturnip. I knowed your dog’s daddy fust-rate. Name Sagamore too. What’ yours?” vil NARLY —4 before sunrise to begin another day, Salem stood b He faced into the corner. N man would do this willingly, by one morning when his dream left him awal the wall opposite his bed. Salem, drive into it, had left natural things behind him long ago He held with both needle and felt it edges. They were sharp. The bodkin would perform. ‘““What’s-name.”’ H whispered, though no or nature hands the flat

could overhear. ‘‘ What’ name. Eternity

») over si if You a friend of his too? Trapper Kingcome, nodding, began to pull at arm’s ’ put You bet I ar Le’ ge I ducked out f'm under a p nt Hew me to git away with tt Quick, "fore perceived ( t but turned and began lead t ( it the stairhead, thence where we i ‘ 1 the \ 1 < e Ww me ie quietly | b ow the , f t} wn | é you do An g wa t tched horses and mud they picked wa suugh an inclosure that ended beneath a high yourn, ye see ‘ t ped with budding blackthorn In a sunless lay snow, a fan-shaped remnant, coarse-grained, it solid. thinning to gritty ice. Here the fence lacked a board | here the captain released his hold of Trapper If you ean git through there,’’ he said, “‘I car i hve ip in the fence wa for such. a@ pair, and gave bad foot i raddling painfully, th a rattle of buttons on r — 1 they bulged through lt o, Une inger ma he ler next. The 1 in a pleasant blacl lane ar grinned at ther runawa called e twelve diseons'late What was it I

nae captain re 1 | ne punched it the old dent and a new ‘ roked | mop of led red-gold hair and hat, grasping the brim hands firmly,

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angel corner he that abyss of tl was not on beaten to his knees, “Git out! nse!” he Plumb nor ing at reason ‘Eternit hey? We're in the middl f

of us, we be, and she open at both ends. How goin to quit a thing that? By the twilight day wa creeping neal wher spoke aloud ““Can’t bedone. It wor hang together.” Withaneffort hesnappe turning, dropped the piece and walked the length his bed barefoot, noiseless, a ghost f back and fort} was wet.

} \is ea “I did so,” he chuckled.

“Did You Ever Go See That Little Girt? . . . The One I Chucked You the Dog's Collar ——" “Losin’ my saidSalem. ‘“‘That’sami

And by gravy, I'd pay it more to prove it on He suddenly forgot his mirth and gave Trapper a ercing glance Look ahere. Do you think that boy eit?” Kingcome lowered his eyes, played with the dog collar ted before answering. I didn’ know,” he began, “but Che captain snorted, or blew a blast of defiance from his reat chuckle nose Why,” said he, or ‘you're bad as them! Told me you is a friend o” his ye?” broke in Trapper hotly. I didn’ know then, but I stuck by him good’s I could 1 : make no finish, will

Let a man odds to me what a friend’s done,” he ided with infinite scorn. One sweep of a freckled fist “You think I'd my back on Sale Delaforce for bein’ in trouble? at's more, he never did do it.” With that Trapper turned and made off down the lane

H lignation kept him company; but he had not taken teps when he found Captain Constantine walking eside him, quite spry for an old man, and benevolent in \ llow do ye know he never?” I er halted. His light blue eyes hardened with sus i do.” He became sulky. ‘‘Needn’ fret you. Ain’t Ww ” Che captain waved that trifle aside vaguely, and smiled. Plenty o’ time. They won't overtake us here,” said he. I'll set ye on your way, son, if you tell me where you're headin’ for. So’s you'll have no worries whats’ever.”’ Any old shipmate of John Constantine’s could have d that when he gave up, changed the subject and talked ily of things in general, he was a man who deserved wil ng all day, if not many days to follow. At sea a Yankee in his crew had declared that the captain, when he honeyed art. Captain Constantine darkly. science, you are. wheels for him. And you got bowels o’ compassion, plenty. If twas only to learn Judge Knowlton there’s more human By the time they left their blackthorn row and stood among wharves by the river, where hot noonday sun glared on the yellow piles of lumber, both men were talking away like old cronies. muttered “A man o’ good stout con- I honor ye for that, boy. We'll trig his “If it wa’n’t no more’n to show the judge,” ature knockin’ round this world than’s bound up yit in his law calf and red labels. Yes, sir-ree; you got enough to fill a tub, Charley. more where that come from. hands to it, fetches away. did you say? Good money paid out a’ready, and When you and me put our Charley, we don’t leave go till somethin’ Down opposite this lockup house o’ theirs, Ten minutes later a dreary little house banked with hemlock slabs and shingle shavings echoed throughout to a knock that was heard aboard ships across the river. A young girl dressed in black sateen opened the door and looked up timidly at a pair of huge strangers towering on the step. Her face, pale under a first coat of tan, and her large, dark blue eyes had in them the wildness and age- worn look of a changeling. ““Mornin’ to ye, my dear,” began the captain heartily. “‘Here’s a friend o’ yours, Mr. Kingecome, brought a little present for ye. of em.’ Because you got more sense than most A terrier pup, all joints and paws, but milk white, pink nosed and sleek, bounded past her from within, to flop and jump toward the strangers’ knees. Captain Constantine fell silent. When he spoke again it was to himself in a growl. “‘Hosaphat, they feed the dog better’n what they do her! Here, Charley, speak up. Take the wheel, do your arrand I’m stumped for words this time. Pretty, too, spite of all. take; bad. what’s left ye right along.’ When he stepped up to his machine that day and t hold of work again his neighbor the house burner gave hin a squint and a pursed-up smile, half mockery, half tion. without emotion. The bald head bent to its task, tl crabbed fingers moved as before, feeling among the cor and stripping delicately. dealings. At his next moment alone, somewhere within twenty four hours, a thing happened which left Salem as tounded. In his room had been lying —how long he did no remember twice, but being no reader had dropped and forgotte: The thing seemed to be only people talking about their ow: affairs, which did not concern him. There were no more look That’s it paying swiftly from a bal which unrolled to nothing argued, clutch stren’th,’ Setter keer a small book. Salem had stared into it once or But now, at this very e oO more beginnin’. Quit al Time stood still, whil his life ran like a thread I What else passed through his mind is not known. | he wrestled with a blacl ( of her now, every man jach + d the needle in two, ther but yetalive. His forehead Salem in return looked gravely from a distance, time, having picked it up without a thought, he happened on the words: Chr. Well, and what conclusion came the old man and at last? Faith. Why, at first, I found myself somewhat inclinal go with the man, for I thought he spake very fair; but lool in his forehead, as I talked with him, I saw there written, ‘‘P off the old man with his deeds.” Thus far Salem read standing. Next moment he plumped down on the bed, to read carefully, once more, twice more “*Gosh! It’s what I done myself!” He sat for a moment as though stunned gone through all this before. Salem thumbed the leaf, and began to devour the next page: .- « . Sol turned to go away from him; but just as myself to go thence, I felt him take hold of my flesh, and r such a deadly twitch back, that I thought he had pulled part me after himself. This made me cry, ‘‘Oh, wretched n (Rom, vii. 24). So I went on my way up the hill

Continued on Page 70 Here, alone, he had met a brother who spoke to him. Someone had _—

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»wn like the inked line on a weather map he chart—for it was that—was, in fact, chart showing the ups and downs of Can; ind this, it seems, was the ground plan, the basis, of Mr. Backus’ system. Every tock, it was his idea, moves up and down 0 that all one cycle 1 series of waves; had to do was to catch one of the move ! ts to make a killing. As Charley, h, pored e paper the light in ! eye waned There was no mistake. He was denied even the poor comfort of finding the sys tem a fake, a pipe dream. As it had been vith Amalgamated Rail, the chart Mr Backus handed him showed every move Can had made. And he had played a tip a tip! “Well, I got to get off here,’’ droned Mr. Backu He took the chart from Charley; and a the ubway guard shouted ‘ Yah Bridge! C ity Hall!” he plodded toward the door “IT can't make it out; no, I can’t!” he was still mumbling as he went. Charley rede on to Wall Street At Rooker, Burke & Co.'s he meant to find out if anything had been left from the wreck, and as he clung to the strap he wore softiy to himself. What a boob he’d been! With a knock-out, a killing in reach of his hand, he had gone and scrambled all his chance It was enough to make any Charley, too, would have been. still further sickened if at the moment he could have glanced northward and had a glimpse of something that was happening in the immediate neighborhood of Mrs. Tilney’s. The front door opened and the lady buyer emerged. Hurrying, Miss Hultz vas halfway to the corner when again the vor opened and Mr. Gerken, the insurance gentleman, appeared. As he caught sight f the lady buyer Mr. Gerken hurried also. \ block beyond he overtook her His manner deferent, not to say humble, Mir. Gerken tilted his hat. ‘‘Excuse me, Miss Hultz,” he faltered, ‘but could I say ithin’?) I’m awful sorry I got you in Dutch jus’ now at th’ table.” Miss Hultz’s eyes widened. In them was the stare she always put on at Zinz- the baby stare--whenever some istomer got fresh That so? Guess I don’t make you,” he returned distantly 1 mean about that feller Nugent,” re- turned Mr. Gerken awkwardly. “I don’t yo to say anything rough; no, I didn’t, Miss Hultz.” The lady buyer gave her shapely shoul- ders a shrug. “Don’t concern yourself. The feller's nothing to me, positively,” she said, and it once Mr. Gerken seemed to pluck up his spirits amazingly. “Say,” he said abruptly, “‘you goin’ inywheres to-night, Miss H.?”’’ She eyed him for a moment. Then, her air reflective, she inquired, “I dunno. What's on?” Mr. Ge rk en gave a gurgle. “Lissen!”’ he said. ‘ What’s th’ matter with you and me eatin’ at Blanley’s, then goin’ on to a show summers? Is it a go, Sadie?” As they reached the corne : beyond Mr. Gerken had the lady buyer by the elbow ind was helping her tenderly over the rossing oe mu FINHE market opened at ten o'clock, but half an hour before that time the cus- tomers’ room at Rooker, Burke & Co.'s was crowded. Because of the events the day before the air of the throng, if suppressed, was still somewhat feverish; but, his own manner unimpaired, Mr. Beeks, the firm's urbane, gentlemanly manager, moved ibout among them as genial and smiling as was his wont. More than a mere smash in the market was, in fact, needed to upset his pleasant affability; and to such as would listen to him Mr. Beeks was delivering a little discourse on the market’s technical position. The whole list was, as Mr. Beeks said, especially attractive because of its strategic quality, its sound investment nature. Not that one should buy entirely though. The market was also attractive from the short side. Mr. Beeks also hurriedly added, traders should avoid tying themselves up in long commitments. The market's pulse made that inadvisable. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST THE KNOCK-OUT (Continued from Page 9) “Bunk!” growled Charley to himself. The manager’s advice to buy on the breaks, sell on the bulges was old stuff to him. It was, as he long ago had gleaned, just Rooker, Burke & Co.’s eager, hungry way of prying frequent commissions out of the dabbler. His hat dragged down over his eyes, he elbowed his way through the crowd toward the cashier’s cage in the corner As he crossed the floor a man here and there nodded to Charley. With that jovial high spirit, the air of the good fellow al- ways evident in brokerage offices, several hailed him loudly. Then when he was halfway across the room a hand gave him a resounding clap on the shoulder, At the same time a voice boomed energetically in 7 ear. Vell, ol’ skeezicks! dis mornin’?”’ A small, rotund gentleman with a round face and protuberant eyes gleaming be- hind large thick-lensed glasses stood beside him, and as Charley turned the person seized his hand in a warm, moist clasp. Morosely Charley returned the greeting. “Hello, Bimmy,” he mumbled. Mr. Bimbaum, for such was the trader's name, was a specialist in five- share lots, Rooker, Burke & Co.'s being that sort of establishment. With Charley’s hand still in his, he also massaged Charley's elbow urbanely. ‘‘Say,”” he inquired, his tone insinuating, “*how’s der markget look to you? Purty goot dis mornin’, vat?’’ He gave Charley's elbow another affectionate squeeze. ‘* Amal- gamated Rail she gets busy, maybe?” “Search me,”’ answered Charley dully. Withdrawing his hand, he was about to pass on when Mr. Bimbaum gave a loud exclamation. “Vat? You don’t known something, hey?" His face, in fact, quite indignant, Mr. Bimbaum jerked an expressive thumb over his shoulder. ‘‘Der guy, that Bulty over there, he says you got dope—all der inside stuff.”’ A growl came from Charley. It was like a rumble of thunder faintly heard. Across the room, Mr. Bulty, a tall, angular person in a brown derby, striped trousers and a long frock coat somewhat glossy at the edges and the elbows, was gazing at them furtively; and Charley glared. It was Bulty who had given him the tip on Con- solidated Can. “Huh! You tell Bulty to play his own dope!"’ snapped Charley, and shaking off Mr. Bimbaum’'sdetaining clutch heslouched onward to the cashier's cage. ‘What's my balance?” he growled. “I want to know what’s coming to me.” The margin clerk thumbed over the loose- leaf pages of the margin book, He was whistling as he did so, but in Charley's heart was little music. He dared not look as the clerk scribbled a row of figures on the scratch pad before him. The clerk handed him the paper, and even then he dared not look. It was not till he had found himself a seat near by that Charley turned over the paper in his hand. Then a stifled gasp came wheezing from his lips. The amount scratched on the paper was $28.60. That and his seventy dollars, the two weeks’ pay old Tubbs had given him when he sacked Charley, was all he had in the world. Only this fragment remained of his savings, the sixteen hundred and ninety dollars that it had cost, him nine years of effort to lay by. Wall Street had the rest. For a momert Charley’s mouth turned dry. A stir, a suddén movement, ran through the room, but he gave no heed. The market had opened for the day, and as ashrill voice proclaimed the event, ‘‘ They’re off!"’ Charley slouched lower in his seat. Over by the end of the long quotation board running across the room a ticker clacked and pounded stridently, and the voice raised itself again: “Maggie, an eighth!” Maggie was the Street’s glib name for Ams algamated Ri ail. “‘Five hunnerd Mag- gie at a quarter!’" w hooped the voice. “Buh!” mumbled Henge | to himself. Mr. Bimbaum, Bulty and several others he knew had seated themselves near by, but he did not heed them either. They were talking earnestly, not to say excitedly; but what they said fell deafly on his ears. He had lost his job; he also owed Mrs. Tilney for seven weeks’ board and lodging. Vat’s der goot vord The amount was $122.50, and to pay it he had $98.60. He couldn’t pay her at all. The money he would need while he hunted another job; and though the old lady was a good old girl and he hated to stand her off, there was no help for it. He knew what hunting a job meant at a time like this. It might be weeks, months, before he found another. All over the town fellows were walking the streets. “Maggie a half!’’ chanted the voice at the ticker. ‘‘Whoop! See her ride!” Charley wet his lips. Suppose the old lady, Mrs. Tilney, wouldn’t wait. What if she asked him for his room? He was still rolling it over in his mind when again the voice at the ticker made itself heard above the other noises in the room. “Say,” it proclaimed, its tone filled with wonder, ‘‘what d’you make of that?” From a price of 14814 Amalgamated Rail had dropped half a point in three hundred- share sales, As the man at the ticker cried the figure there was another abrupt star- tling stir in the customers’ room. Mr. Bim- baum was its originator. Rising suddenly, Mr. Bimbaum gave vent to a frantic ejaculation. “Himmel, I shall bust!” he said. Dart- ing from his seat, his eyes protruding, Mr. Bimbaum plunged into the throng like a halfback bucking theline. ‘‘ Beeks, Beeks!”’ he vociferated, wallowing across the room with both elbows going energetically. The manager he buttonholed feverishly. “Vat’s heppening mit Amalgamated Rail?” he demanded, ‘You got some dope on Amalgamated, vat?” Smiling knowingly, Mr. Beeks cleared his throat. “The position of the rails——-”’ Mr. Beeks began judicially; but with another cry, a gesture of baffled emotion with it, Mr. Bimbaum cut him short. “Himmel, I vant it dope, not hod air!” exclaimed Mr. Bimbaum. ‘Do you know something, vat?” “The position of the rails—-——’’ Mr. Beeks began again; but with still another furious exclamation, Mr. Bimbaum turned and thrust his way back to the others he had just left. “Vat’s heppening? Vat’s she doin’? Ain’t anyone got any insides on it?”’ shrilled the rotund, now gesticulating gentleman. “Tell me or I should bust! Der Amal- gamated, does she go oop or does she go down?” They were still cackling among them- selves when again there was an interruption. Charley Nugent, his breath wheezing and his eyes alight, had suddenly thrust his face in among them. “Say,” he said, and his voice cracked as he said it—‘‘say, I’ve got the dope on Maggie. I’ve got the inside stuff on it all the way from A to Izzard. I can tell you every turn it’s goin’ to make, and it’s a killing, a knock-out! But before I tell you,” added Charley, and his voice broke again, ‘‘you birds have got to stake me to fifty shares!” A loud cry came from Mr. other three as well “Fifty shares!’ “Take it or leave it,” Simbaum, the said Charley grimly. It was around half past ten when the bocs of the Rose Street bookbindery called Mr. Backus into the inside room to have him explain why he had failed that morning to punch the time clock promptly at nine. The explanation the bookkeeper had to give was not what you might call convinc- ing—he’d had a business engagement that morning, and the engagement had kept him longer than he thought. “That so?” inquired the boss. The stub of the cigar he was chewing he rolled over between his lips. With a jerk of his hand he twitched down the derby hat he was wearing. This, with the way he’d thrust out his jaw, gave him a menacing, formi- dable look, and Mr. Backus began to shake. “What sort of a business engagement? Say,” said the boss, “‘are you dabbling in stocks again?”’ Mr. Backus shook some more. “Oh, no! No, indeed, sir!” piously. “Well, if ever I catch you!” his employer warned expressively. Then, as if relenting at the sight of the threadbare, trembling figure, he sent Mr. Backus back to his daybook and his ledgers. he said February 4,1922 Still quaking, the old gentleman had just begun to post the first of the day’s accounts when the door behind him opened with a slam. Mr. Backus jumped. Charley Nu- gent came hurrying toward him. He was breathing thickly, and he looked as if he had been running. “Th’ maps, quick! I want them,” wheezed Charley. ‘‘Gimme th’ map or Maggie Rail!” “Sh-h-h!”’ whispered Mr. Backus, agon- ized. With a thumb he signaled a frantic warning toward the boss’ inside office Charley didn’t heed it. “What'd you do with it—the map? Hurry, d’you hear?” When Mr. Backus faltered that Charley had the chart Charley shook him by the a I haven't! You took it from m« last an t,”” he protested, and feeling hur- riedly in his th te Mr. Backus produced the bundle of papers he carried with him While he pawed at the papers the book- keeper kept one eye on the boss’ office, his terror manifest; and as he strove with a trembling hand to adjust his glasses he knocked them from his nose. A tinkle of breaking glass told what had happened, but without waiting to pick up the fragments Mr. Backus again pawed over the packet nearsightedly. “‘Here—no, that ain’t it. Rail—where Rail?’’ he mumbled. Finally he pulled out one of the papers. “That's Rail, I guess Yes, I’m sure. It’s a fresh copy I jus’ made.” Charley snatched it from him. After a glance to make sure he had what he wanted he thrust the paper into his pocket and bolted to the door. A moment later the door slammed and Mr. Backus heard him rattling down the stairs. “Oh me, oh my!” breathed Mr. Backus It took him a full half hour to regain hi wits. Even then he kept on making mis- takes in posting up the day’s ace — He was so agitated, in fact, that when he went to water the geranium he kept in a et cal on the window sill he knocked it off inté the street. That was the last straw. Flow- ers he loved. He'd always longed to have a little place out in the country where he could grow them, and he nearly wept. He began to wish he'd never heard of Wa Street. Down at Rooker, Burke & Co.’s Mr Bimbaum and the others were waitin, anxiously. Maggy wasstill cavorting, back ing feverishly to and fro; and as the stor touched 148, unable to restrain himself, Mr. Bimbaum had gone short—sold five shares. Instantly Maggie reacted a quarter, then by slower stages climbed another half, whereat in desperation Mr. Bimbaum switched his trade. As instantly Maggi sagged again; and, whipsawed betweer the turns, Mr. Bimbaum’s emotions grew hectic. “Sure, for ten bucks I’m out alread he proclaimed. “Oi-yoi!’”’ Then, his air all at once alert, he peered sharply at the others. ‘“‘Say,” he said. ‘‘this here feller Nugent, maybe he gives us the razzle- dazzle! Vat if he don't come back this mornin’?”’ The words, though, he hardly had ut tered when the door flew open, and leaping to his feet Mr. Bimbaum gave a cry. “Gott sei Dank!”’ he exploded, and bolt ing across the room he hurled himself on Charley Nugent. Charley was breathing fitfully. “Quick!” he cried, and with Mr. Bim- baum pawing at him fiercely he thrust his way through the crowd and made for the cashier’s cage. “Vat do ve do? Bimbaum shrilled. sell?” 3ehind Mr. Bimbaum, Mr. Bulty and the two others followed helter-skelter. They, with Mr. Bimbaum, made the four that had agreed to go in on the pool, playing the information Charley was to supply and at the same time staking him to fifty shares. But as Mr. Bulty trailed at Charley’s heels it was to be seen he wore a covert, furtive air. “Yeah,” said Mr. Bulty dulcetly, and he exchanged a glance with the two others, “do we buy or sell, Charley?” “Sell, of course!” said Charley, and he was hurrying on when he caught a glimpse (Continued on Page 31) Vat’s der ticket?” Mr “Do ve buy or do ve | } ' i : } a . Ss .. 2 } ' } ' - «8

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Continued from Page 28 of Mr. Bulty’s curious air. He abruptly. For an instant he | breath.

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; af I elt it re \ i ny I wit! tr ey ¢ gh to trace n more thar I ( ] | ist stand | ‘ isee his doy old Backus’ chart, go to w ein! Rage and savage bitterr welled ) ; n Charley’s soul: i - ts clenche is mout! ontorte he wa tarir i the room at I t hen a face was thru | lder close to } t was Mr. I » in face Again Mr. | 4um Vv i gy fie ¢ at | coat lay Con men!’ Skates! A stiff like B for ha } ] 1 " pee Mr I i ociferat r Another volley of « r burst f } Bim} } te q ' ; ; + q ] ejacula l f £ ema } | face, | iS and € ill y n. For you Bimbaum himself he | it those fiffety shares! It’s svell f’r a feller i ea * him i five } r t # f r bust j he propelled ; t i Bee j ‘ andere y a erd ré f } i , > - T 1 '. > “. 1 ‘ } Ling upwara Ior all to near him, Mr { Bimbaum added loudly, magnificent At

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i vever, Mr. Bee that he’d close out the ac int. Then as he ighted a cigar for himself the room manager gave a chuckle. { “‘What d’you think, Buck? A th’ boobs out there— Bimmy and Nugent they've got a chart on Maggie. The two are playing th’ stock on it!” Mr. Rooker grinned i ‘‘Barnum said it,”’ he said In the same humor he added it was a ne the

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tape, thinking they were tape r the boobs did it, and Mr. Beeks nodded thoughtfully.

two t th rd ) ere ¢ the lye got home 1 He s knitted, Miss Hultz was also thought fully biting her lip. The day for her had been what e wou ‘ ed \ ber of t { i f ther ; had | vened to her e morning Une ther Wa a (ot etts nd crepe de Chine house, a f tha id sent « 1 ird a t g Pa mode lirect i ne i £ t aow! ther to lor t? for Zinzner’s fn dat te \ em Paris, do ( iR me edt fake I eve t? ‘ i ‘ ) ‘ ha he ’ } tr ; ‘ y é ( At t } ! ‘ € amt a t t ) ne al ette e cents under the . » ' vice, I orted + ' } As if she d ihat wa f s | ice ‘ i cu i t t ‘ nu i 1OV in elevat t e herself a B i r } , ‘ » ¢ I ] i have bee I a ‘ nair ¢ » epaire . ere the matter her , ha 1 e’'d bawled out the two snides : ( 1 the pa ‘ tiff | l the afterno e wondered if t ait fe \ ( at he |} ir y } r ild } f her—the mp she'd put the sl Tt r rr It cou t be he thoug!} he was a of that In her ] pract e4 the cit d i i { I false alar to let herself be | , one Of course for a wv t ( id hut | i ne ( ‘ that ne Vv i ta mj is t I { y Q - W he 1 gor out t r 1 t | ’ i of y ‘ I] 1 ii¢ L 1} fora i ‘ i a cab he eve fresh « But the igirl’s got t ko { r her o \ Hult ave i she a be fooled, t i A tl i t ‘ ) i t e wa 1 < t } e at tl oment. lo ny at ‘ rere Oo im collar i bar ¢ @1 the thought came t her f; f r har } } beaverett | ‘ ' Cher e turned e. The par t} ¢ t ¢ eT ‘ ’ er } bye heotte A ‘ on } , i out he left spec ind the beaverette trade tha r f ! t iverette trade. | i e turns ¢ er her to t% , t re in the ‘ et Sadie got t j he kne i rio her Par down tft t i } out Flaherty et ¢ N é I é " inother Dissolutior ile H ind Waist at Cost.”’ e gasped. The color wa tricl« from her f r mont eve night Sadie | ywn the side stre« 0 } rye + ¢ f 1pPSse é () ner It was the ar t all along the Avenus r that is, the ones getting or It

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t i N t | ‘ that she wa mething } ew » her eo. th f I f Mrs. Tilne \ i i | , ind urted It , } » 2 At ’ ( N } j . } TY | ‘ i i ! H eve j 1 r I Oh. ( ' N] I the C} emed r ‘ ( i I t Gq ‘ \l | | j ( 1 v I} rn } yy } \ | ' r W ‘ t | ( \ he () t ( et " “ | l g tne ( the tened f ! no y H’m!” hes down the i igain. He ha however. and the } e bel er en a Ke ra 1 gu | of Mr. } d eve t é ack, Mr. Ba ] revealed. His face was dra was quivering. On his head

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— , It is to Charley the appeal was made Mr. Bimbaum answered it rai you big shoehorr shouted Mr. You snould wish to know it thee Biultw awitched to the wrong aide igain. From then on Maggi Pine. Yow if t} pr 3 had been |} ed out from under {an hour later Bee called Bulty for still sluicing \ py ramided ‘k fell, Charl y and indeed made a knocl ery dabbler dream air, though, one never uid have guesse dit Morosely he boarde d ubway train, Mr. Bimbaum morosely he listened to the ill id gentleman's exultant excla atior ith the same depressed, dejected iir Char arted from Mr. Bimbaum at ['wenty-third Street “See you in der mornin’!” cried Mr. } Bimbaum ga and Charley nodded dully. Hie, had c ciously the errant, va grant feeling that in spite of the killing in Maggie, the money in his pocket, something was wrong something utte rly wrong. He ild not shake it off. What it was, though, harley knew the instant he opened the r at Mrs. Tilney’s. The landlady was t coming down the stairs. Miss Hultz? Why, she ain't to home et,’" murmured -Mrs. Tilney. Then she added, “‘ Ain't you heard, Mr. N? Miss H, he's eatin’ out to-night with Mr. Gerken.” That was what was wrong. That was why when Miss Hultz herself appeared presently, the olive branch of peace held forth to him, Charley had turned his back on her. Let her go out, if she liked, and eat with that tightwad Gerken. She could eat her head off for all he cared. It was all wrong, though—-everything Dinner that night was a solemn event at Mrs. Tilney’s; it was to Charley Nugent anyway. The vacant chair beside him stood there like a reproach; and somehow the h am, the spinach and other votive offer- ings of Mrs. Tilney’s Tuesday menu failed to tempt Charley’s eye, much less his palate, ‘Feelin’ slimp?” inquired Mrs. Tilney sympathetically. In the same sympathetic tones she asked, ‘‘Couldn’t I have an egg fried for you, or anything?” He shook his head. A few minutes later the diners were startled by a sudden, sav- agely uttered “Damn!” It came from Charley. Thrusting back his chair, he rose, and slouching out of the dining room he slammed the door behind him. Then he stamped his way up the stairs. As he reached the floor above Charley halted abruptly. Then again he gave another exclamation. The front door at the instant had been flung open and in the doorway stood a startling hg sure, ‘Sadie!’ he ejaculated. It was, in fact, the lady buyer, and an- other cry came from him. Her hat was askew, there was a rent in her veil, and from under the hat brim a vagrant lock of Miss Hultz’s fine tresses hung down over her eye. ““Oh, Charley!” she cried. Charley went swiftly to her. ‘What's happened?” he demanded THE SATURDAY EVENING POST But for a moment Miss Hultz seemed to find it difficult to reply. On her cheeks the color came and went fitfully, her breast heaved, while her fine eyes grew murky with latent heat. Then she spoke. “Gerken!” said Miss Hultz. Then ith a quiver she clung to him, her voice break- ing. “‘In th’ cab—yes! He went and tried to get gay,”’ said Miss Hultz. Charley put an arm protectingly about her. His jaw set fiercely; he patted Miss Hultz on the shoulder. ve here, there!”’ he whispered soothingly. Up the block Mr. Backus was just turn- ing the corner. After he had left the house hurriedly he walked around the block. Then he walked around it again. It was on the opposite side of the street each time, though, that he passed Mrs. Tilney’s; and each time he stared across at the house door Mr. Backus hesitated. Now in the same hesitant way he crossed the street, went around the block again and came slowly toward Mrs. Tilney’s. “Oh me, oh my!” he was mumbling to himself —‘‘oh me, oh my! He was evidently in great distress. This time, though, as Mr. Backus reached the boarding house he halted. A moment later he crept up the steps, and putting his latch- key guardedly in the latch he unlocked the door and as guardedly he pushed it open. What’s more, it was all done so quietly, so noiselessly, that the two persons there in the hall neither heard nor saw Mr. Backus. With a muffled gasp he stood rooted. Miss Hultz, the lady buyer, had her head on Charley Nugent’s shoulder. Charley, it appeared also, had his arms—both arms about Miss Hultz. His eyes were alight, and as he patted the lady buyer on the shoulder he was saying, ‘‘It’s a knock- out, Sadie! I cleaned up every cent I lost, and three hundred bucks besides! February 4,1922 There was at that instant a crash accom- — od by a cry. The door flew open, and to their astonishment Charley and Mis: Hultz saw Mr. Backus standing there. “You didn’t lose—lose—get wiped out?”’ cried Mr. Backus. He tottered toward Charley, his mouth working, his eyes starting; and Charley pat tag “What d’you mean, lose?’”’ demanded Charley. He stared at Mr. Backus, star- tled. “Of course I didn’t lose! It was lil I was just telling Sadie here,’”’ he said Then a laugh came from him, its not jubilant, excited. ‘“‘That chart you ae me—it was a knock -out, a killing! You: me, Mr. Backus, we’re going to clean ‘- Wall Street!” Mr. Backus looked as if he were about t« faint. “Was it Maggie—Amalgamated that chart you played?” he faltered. “Sure,”’ said Charley, “it was Amalga- mated Rail.” A loud cry came from Mr. Backus. “Tt was the w rong chart! It wasn’t Rail at all Mag zgie Rail,’ choked the book- keeper. ‘‘I made a mistake when I copied it. It was a chart on Union Chemical | gave you. That’s what you played in- stead!”’ Charley’s mouth had fallen open. Speect less, he gaped at Mr. Backus. After a while, as if in a dream, he heard the lady buyer speaking. “Say, you,” she said, and again her voice was harsh, ‘‘you give me that mone; you've got on you!”’ In the same h tone Miss Hultz then added, ‘A simp like you isn’t safe to be trusted with his money and hereafter I'll take care of the family roll. Hand it over, d’you hear? Charley heard. Dazed, he handed it over to Miss Hultz. 1 Rail EUROPE IN TRANSITION=FRANCE AND THE FUTURE Continued from Page 17 might be called private money —that is, the resources of the citizens. A country may be broke and at the same time have immense potential wealth. This is precisely what is happening in France. Government finance is riding on a rocky road, but the great mass of the people still have their nest eggs. Thrift, as every one knows, is instinct with the French Those who have had experience with French penuriousness maintain that the French make of thrift a vice. Save for in estment in government bonds, the average French man or woman delights to keep his or her fortune in actual cash. During the war they risked death to go back to ruined fire- ides to dig up their precious hoards. The result is that France has more real gold and lver stowed away in stockings and old pots than any other country. Government financial crises may come and go, but this huge reservoir of savings--the bulwark of the nation.—goes on forever rhe statistics of the National Savings Bank of France show that the collective wealth of the country has increased amaz- ngly in spite of the ravages of the war. In 1913, the last normal year before the great truggle, the excess of savings deposits over withdrawals was 300,000,000 frances. During the first years of the war withdrawa!s nat- irally exceeded deposits, but in 1917 the excess of deposits began again, and in 1919 reached 450,000,000 franes. During the first six months of 1921 deposits surpassed withdrawals by 200,000,000 frances. This money in the National Savings Bank is merely a drop in the big bucket of French avings, but it shows the tendency to thrift. Any reference to French economy must include a national characteristic that has persistently handicapped government fi nance. I mean the un qualitie 1 aversion on » part of the great mass of the population to paying taxes. A Frenchman will make iny sacrifice of life and otherwise, but he balks at being mulcted by the powers that be. To this he adds the utmost secretive- ness about his financial affairs. The very wr of a tax bill will cause him to dig his savings in all the deeper. Like the Englishman’s home, his pocketbook is in- viclate. You have only to look at the income-tax returns to understand limitations of tax- paying in France. Out of a population of ipproximately 35,000,000 exactly 530,000 eople paid taxes on their incomes last year. ‘here are only 188 persons in France with n income of more than $75,000 at the present rate of exchange. Less than 15 per cent of the entire population earn $500 or more a year. The outstanding revelation is that about 80 per cent of the taxable French incomes earn more than 80 per cent of the total na- tional income. The m>derate-sized fortunes re spread over the whole land. In France the plutocrats have a combined income of only 875,000,000 franes a year— at least, their income-tax returns show this—while the great mass of the people receive nearly 5,000,000,000 franes These figures confirm the contention often held by economists that French national wealth is more evenly distributed than that of any other country, in that there are fewer multimillionaires and at the same time fewer paupers. Hoarding Hard Money Although the French are shy on taxes they are long on other government imposi- tions. They sometimes carry their customs restrictions to a ridiculous degree and not infrequently to their own detriment. An amusing incident oecurred when the first lot of standard sectional wood cottages made in Germany were delivered in the Departments of the Nord and the Somme under the agreement for reparation in kind. These cottages were billed by Germany at 10,000 francs each. The French Govern- ment, however, demanded the payment of an additional 13,000 franes import tax on every structure before it could pass the frontier. The tax was based on protection of French builders and'as a means of pro- viding revenue. As a consequence, the Frenchman whose house was destroyed during the war was called upon to pay more in customs than was represented by the value of what he was getting. It revealed the necessity for a closer coéperation be- tween the authorities and the agencies for reconstruction Speaking of francs leads me to the inevitable exchange problem, which has affected France just as it has all other Euro- pean countries. One reason for the con- tinued depression in French business is that the French, in the opinion of competent observers, have maintained their prices at too high a standard. The moment the franc began to go down they started to shove up prices all out of proportion with currency depreciation. Although the franc is almost one-third its prewar value many hundreds of Americans curtailed their buying last summer because they exorpitant. More than one Frenchman is beginning to believe that in the end it would be a constructive measure to depress the france in very much the same way that the Ger- mans have depressed the mark. The low mark has led to a carnival of expanded business. Manufacturers who are required to purchase their raw material at home have gained immensely through it. The whole productive machine has received an impetus. You can always depend upon the French to meet a situation. Their intelligence on occasion is little short of inspired. Realizing that one step toward financial rehabilita- tion lay in a favorable balance of trade they began a drastic curtailment of im- ports. During the first four months of 1920 their imports were 12,800,000,000 francs, and the exports 6,288,000,000 frances. For the corresponding period of 1921 the im- ports were 7,119,000,000 franes, and the exports 7,400,000,000 francs. It is a re- markable example of retrenchment. Under ordinary circumstances this favor- able balance of trade, which continues, would have immediately strengthened the franc; but it did not follow, because of the enormous foreign debt and the influence of speculation. Another and apparently trivial reason intervenes. It is worth es li- ing upon because it discloses another French characteristic: Just as soon as the excess of paper money began to appear the French started hiding the silver coin. To-day it is almost impossible to get any metal money anywhere, yet millions and millions of fifty-centime, frane and two-franc pieces are secreted in a variety of safe places. It develops from the fact that the French seem to have little faith in currency as such. They like the feel of gold and silver. The inevitable consequence is that the government must keep on printing more notes, which retards the rise of the franc. The French invariably have definite rea- sons for their offensives both in war and in peace. There is nothing particularly ideal- istic in their attitude toward Russia. When they financed the Wrangel, Kolchak and Denikin expeditions they were simply sending good money after bad. It explains one phase of their alleged imperialism. In reality the Russian ventures were anything but imperialistic The old Russian debt to France is con- siderably more than 20,000,000,000 franes, a sum that France could weil employ these believed the prices troubled days. The Soviet Government repudiated it from the start. The French- endowed Russian expeditions, a fore, represented attempts to recover the eq ” behind this immense obligation. io recently offered to assume the Russian im- perial debt in exchange for recognition of the Soviet Government. Another motive for what outwardly seems to be imperialism develops from the French determination to be as independent as possible of England. Briand’s great speech at the arms conference at Washing- ton ignored England as a factor in tt European situation. Only a common peri such as a Russo-German alliance—a unio for which the leading Teutonic industria!- ists, headed by Stinnes, are working—will ever draw them close together again. Mear while, France, despairing of any signed a sei sled American guaranties, is strengthen ing herself in Poland, Czecho-Slovakia and elsewhere. Postwar Inflation Analyze the French industrial situatior and you find that the country is suffering from an acute attack of indigestion brought on by the usual spree of postwar inflation. In this respect she duplicates a condition that has prevailed in the United States Immediately after the armistice the French were fooled by the illusion of pros- perity, which has caused such widespread economic disaster. Those world shelves, emptied between 1914 and 1918, have been only temporarily filled. The world continues to do with less. To meet wha they believe to be a permanent boom the French expanded their productive capacity at a tremendous rate and at a higher cost than ever before. Part of this increase of overhead was dus to the American wartime invasion. Our soldiers and civilians set a new scale for French wages. French typists, for ex- ample, reveled in a new-found wealth. Wit! peace they demanded the same pay, on the theory that ‘“‘If the Americans can pay this much, so can the French.” But this was only part of the cause of the trouble. To escape paying taxes, practi- cally all the industrial magnates who made big money during the war put their surplus back into plant and a variety of schemes, some of which were impracticable. If they needed money they had only to go to their bankers, show plans for expansion and get (Continued on Page 34

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST itt MIM \ Other Owners Coming to Hupmobile Sales Records and Used-Car Columns Reveal Amazing Buying Trend Toward This Car ; } i NAI YSIS of the Hupmobile } i owned ome other car or [his idvance ot the Hupmobile t mea that the Hupmobile business for months back hether he ts coming back for this conversion of other owne: reputation for reliability and for reveals a significant an another Hupmobile in have only one meanins ind lownright good value is spreading } startling fact , ' | farther and deene q cag Phe de ilers reports check against that ol tremendous importance t . f ' i Chis is that no less than half of all the newspapers ind vice versa the motoring publi f ! the Hupmobile sales in America More Widely Known are being made to owners of other f Rehabislit cal That shows how far the fame of this car has gone beyond it t mea that the satisiaction own immediate circle which l hict the Hupmobile owner en ilways growing ind kee ps Or ’ mpre ing itself upon the coming bac k for the Hupmol ile eat Dod oft motor car owne j We knew that the proportion ol! t mean that hen th Hup such buvers was bound to be large r ner ha o 1S10 to re | i of course. We knew it wHs° ton j I é he ual ! inother stantly increasing with the growt} iupmobile i of the Hupmobile business le see ort, that the Hup i i But even we were surprised to e | ‘ led out for discover the huge volume it has ti | preterence be i »f | { ittained ( ‘ | q | hich are } ciated with it } Few Hupmobiles i in Used-Car Columr >t / Proof ! - a * . Styvle—Beauty—Luxurious Comfort of Greater Value This significant fact is clearly r"} ' aa he} — shown in two positive ways i | ! t t be immed i Hupmobile Facts Recognized Everywhere n the one word reliability | One is by the reports sent in to u } —_ enh tow: oteade: 1% d OSTS of operation hold to an Develops great pulling power on By that we mean the everlasting , Y th by is — gts erp = exceptionally low level. high gear; climbs the average low { ‘ ; j ibut ( | rs , ear hill, and pulls through sand . rmance n tributors and dealers Maintenance and repair costs s ‘ aga men ee and mud, on high gear P the cor tent economy. i s almost unbelievably low. I rom The other is the conspicuou j “a } 4 { Car is particularly free from the A remarkably fine performer efticier which mark the abser c e upmobile ron » ‘ - - . » absence ft th | »t need of constant and petty when it’s new; and the same fine , het weer vhat the Hu j ] . ~ the used-car advertising column adjustments performer when it’s old ; . ! ¢ ‘ 1 ome other of the daily newspapers. On high gear, throttles smoothly Recognized cash value or trading ’ hed | to a walking pace; and picks up value as a used car proportion S , VEMCH Nave iJ Our distributors and dealers kee | again, on high gear, instantly and ately higher than the average, in tamped the | fupi iobnte } \ " 1 smoothly. relation to price , s close check on tne cars they sell extraordinary motor car value T} knc whether buyer i 1ey Know whether a buyer 1s llupp Motor Car Corporation Lf ’ getting his first car, whether he Detroit, Michigan obile TTT TTT THAT TTT TUTTI TAT TTT TTT Wit HAHAHAHA TUTTLE LEE EEE ELEC PT

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USA. THE SATURDAY (Continued from Page 32) the credit. This accounted for the spurt in construction during 1919. When the post war bubble of prosperity burst, French in- dustry, in the Yankee vernacular, got a wallop, and it is still staggering from the impact of the blow. I could illustrate with endless instances. I know of a young Frenchman who sold tools before and during the war for an American house. His product was self selling while the great struggle was on be cause it was merely a matter of getting the goods to France. He said to himself, “If I can sell tools for others why not for my- elf?"" Whereupon he borrowed an im- mense sum and started in to make textile machinery. The moment he began to sell his output he went bang up against a de- flated market, for all European textiles are in the doldrums. The result was a crash, in which the en terprising young man found himself owing 20,000,000 francs, with assets of less than one-fourth that amount. In ordinary circumstances he'would have n bankrupt. Fortunately, he was able avail himself of what the French call glement transactionnel and save his busi 1eSs The réglement transactiannel is the life-saver of French commercial enterprise. To understand it you must first know that bankruptcy in France, whether voluntary or otherwise, is regarded as a disgrace. The performance is vastly different from the American procedure, which is on occasion a first-aid to an easy business | conscience. Although the French carry thrift to an ex- treme —it sometimes amounts to avarice they guard their financial honor zealously and exhaust eve ry possible resource before failure. During the war many reputable business men faced insolventy through circumstances over which they had no con trol. To prevent them from incurring the tigma of bankruptcy the law known as réglement transactionnel was promulgated. yr A Mercantile Life-Saver Under it an embarrassed individual or firm applies to the court for 4 custodian, who performs the same functions that a receiver does in this country. The essential difference is that the individual or firm maintains the integrity of the enterprise. The owner must obtain permission from the court to engage in any undertaking involving expenditure. Meanwhile the concern is kept intact and going. Just as 300n as it extricates itself from entangle- ment the custodian is discharged and the normal tenor is resumed. The ¢onsequence is that throughout the period of stringency the firm maintains its credit and character, and suffers no handicap once the restrain- ing influence of the court is removed. Through the operation of the réglement transactionnel, which has wisely been kept in force during the postwar period of re- adjustment, thousands of French firms have been able to stave off bankruptcy. Without it there would have been many failures The French industrial situatipn naturally depends largely upon the restoration of the factories ravaged during the war. The ten devastated departments—they. correspond to our states—contributed 30, per cent of the total French industry. They produced 10 per cent of the sugar, 50 pet cent of the coal, 68 per cent of the steel, Sf per cent of the textiles and 90 per cent of the iron ore. At the time of the armistice 20,603 works had suffered damage. Of this number nearly 5000 were completely destroyed; 6000 were plundered, while the remainder were so impaired as to require considerable repairs. On the basis of their value in 1914 the damage represented ¢ 7,000,000,000 francs, of which nearly 1,000,000,000 franes constituted the price of sabotage in the coal mines, France turned to the restoration of these factories in the same spirit with which she assumed the task of salvaging the millions of acres of shell-torn soil. To speed up re- construction in the liberated regions the government created a board $f industrial reconstruction. It has been aided by the Central Association for the Révival of In- dustrial Activity in the Invaded Area, by a central purchasing board ahd scores of so-called regional committees. | There have been government subsidies to reconstitute both the coal and sugar industries. At the outset there was a sharp confli¢t of opinion and demand. Every tiny commune, which is a parish, wanted to be restared at once, Tact had to be blended with manual labor r EVENING POST and appropriation. The results tell the story of an amazing recovery. At the end of 1918 the devastation among the factories was complete, for they stood stark and silent. Within six months 10 per cent of the prewar staffs were at work. On August 1, 1921, practically 50 per cent of the artisans employed in all the factories in the ten devastated departments were back on the job, despite the world economic crisis and all the other handicaps under which France has labored With physical rehabilitation the French have faced the kindred problem of replen- ishing personnel. The host engaged in na- tional activities of all kinds has been reduced by more than 2,500,000 dead or permanently disabled in the war. An addi- tional gap is due to the inability to train apprentices between 1914 and 1919. The French man power is not only depleted by these causes but also by that ancient ob- stacle, which is her low birth rate. In some of the departments there has been an excess of deaths over births since the war. Paris has grown by only 20,000 during the past ten years. In consideration of all these factors it is not surprising to learn that there is comparatively little unemployment in France, the total! number of idle being not more than 200,000 at the utmost. Vith absence of wide unemployment must be linked another constructive item. French labor has to a large extent purged itself of radicalism. Like the German workers they have found that revolution- ary phrases buy no bread and wine. The virus of politics which enters into French life has made no exception of the labor element. Where the English worker discusses paternalism and social programs his French colleague is inclined to hectic controversy over socialism and syndicalism. After the war radicalism became rampant and a series of strikes was inaugurated When the railroad workers went out in May, 1920, the communist group was in control, The government rose to the emer- gency and the uprising wasso badly scotched that the workers were glad to go back to their jobs. This and similar failures have put the French labor unions in their places At the time I write this article the labor organizations in France have been reduced to one-fifth their former strength. The principal reason is political discord. The one distinct gain in population is due to the redemption of Alsace-Lorraine, which has added 1,500,000 people. Here you touch one of the pressing problems of France. On my first visit to Paris years ago the heroic figures representing Strasburg and Metz in the Place de la Concorde, which were always draped in mourning, impressed me as much as the tomb of Napoleon For nearly half a century France mourned for Alsace and Lorraine. Now that the lost provinces are restored and have been part of France for three years, let us examine the economic conse quences, for the y reflect the general industrial situation. Conditions in Alsace-Lorraine A concrete story will illustrate why Isace-Lorraine is in economic confusion. When I stopped over there on my way to Coblenz I engaged an automobile at the railway station. I wanted to see the statue of the former Kaiser, arrayed as an apostle, which still ornaments the cathedral. Be- fore starting I asked the chauffeur in French how much he would charge for the trip. He replied in German. Furthermore, he could speak no French. The interesting fact was that this man came from French stock and is to-day a French citizen. He is beginning to learn what is in reality his mother tongue. : It took Germany fifteen or twenty years to convert Alsace-Lorraine from French to German. It will take at least half that time to reverse the operation. The prov- inces were largely Germanicized. In addi- tion to the 1,250,000 inhabitants of French origin there were 500,000 pure Germans. With peace they went back home. French is now the official language and the French idea is dominant, but language and ideals must be ingrained again. So much for the purely nationalistic aspect. The trouble with Alsace and Lorraine to-day is that they were intimately bound up with the German economic structure. With swift and complete rupture from the parent economic body came the inevitable dislocation. The lorraine iron mines, which are among the most valuable in Europe and which produce normally 21,000,000 tons of February 4,1922 ore a year, are now turning out only one- third this amount, and some of it is going to Germany. The sixty-eight blast fur- naces are also yielding only one-third of their output. The causes are the general slump in the iron trade and inability to compete with the German mills across the Rhine. France is dependent upon Germany for coke. The huge German furnaces in the Ruhr get German coke for one-half the price the French pay. German coke is much superior to the French article, and the Teutonic industrial over! Stinnes and Thy ssen, prefe r to sell to the) compatriots rather than to the enemy tha humbled them in the war. This condition isonly temporary. France has for all time to come the immense equit represented by the Lorraine mine field and when the inevitable revival in busine comes her metal position will be stronger than ever before. She will have an exce of iron for export and it will bulwark her trade in Belgium, Switzerland, Spain and South America. After iron, the biggest asset redeemed to France DY the restoration of Alsace Lorraine is the immense Alsatian potas} deposit. orTras, | Before the war these mines were controlled by the famous German Potash Trust, which operated after the most ap proved traditionsof monopoly. Itrestricted output on one hand and kept up the price for the alien on the other. The Germar farmer always got potash at a lower rate than the American. The German grip or potash is now broker Up to 1916 it per mitted the Alsatian fields to produce or 300,000 tons turning out three times as much, while the German yield is reduced, ports of potash to foreign countries show a year. The Fre nel are now Cerman ex a marked decrease, while French export especially to the United State have crease | The French Coal Supply The Germans, however, are determined to get rid of their product at The former owners of the Als mine are now sending potash from Germar into France at a price lower than the French t cost of production. This compactly illus- trates why Alsace-Lorraine is bac The wages there are exactly thre higher than directly beyor d the Rhine in Germany. While the French factories general are turning out only a third of their output the Germans are working overtime. The deeper you probe into the Frenc!] industrial situation, | trenchedit becomes. Taketheall-important matter of coal. If you know the econon history of Europe for the past decade and especially since the that coal spells the b gether with iron, German premacy was reared on it. The one defect in the Teutonic productive structu diminished coal reserve. For years has struggled against a scant coal suppl Kwara ‘ times r the more stror Conditions became acute during the war when every availabl ployed to stoke the armament machine T for baths in Paris and elsewhere from 1915 until 1919. The French coal position is now stronger than it has been for a] e ton had to be en is is why there was so little hot water long time. To begin with, Germany is require d to deliver 2,000,- 000 tons a month to her. entire output of the Saar Basin, which may become French soil in 1935 if the plebiscite to be held then is favorable to Frances Prior to 1914 more than half of the coal produced in France—the normal yield was 40,000,000 tons — came from the devastated area. Most of these mines were flooded by the Germans. It is a tribute to the industry. of the French that this vandalism is being rapidly repaired. One-half of the mines are already in something like wor! ing order. The total coal output in France for 1920 was nearly 5,000,000 tons over the preceding year. She is still required to import approximately 20,000,000 tons, but with complete renewal of the native fields, plus the German indemnity coal, she will have small fuel anxiety. As a matter of fact, and because of the curtailment of her industry, France last summer was able to export coal for the first time in ten years The irony was that she reéxported to Ger- many coal that the Germans had sent her in reparation, a performance which must have given the Gaul infinite satisfaction. France, however, is taking no chances. Like all the rest of Central Europe she is She also gets the Continued on Page 36) 4

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ( yi | | ¢ | é i | y | | _ flow Firestone Has Reduced @ h Tive Servi | the Cost of Tire Service pA | | 1 a ee ae ee ee CREE RE TE | | Size | Jan. 1921 | Jan.1922 | Reductic | ! | | Prices Prices ” | ———— —_— ____s__—e—es————e—ee - . —————— —— —— : 4 | 30x 3%Cord | $35.75 $17.50 51% | | ae | 56.55 32.40 43% | | sox 4 | 67.00 : 42.85 36% Sxs * :, eo Te 1 a ! | 30x 3 Fabric | 1875 | 985 | 47% | 30 x 31/2 . | 22.50 | 11.65 | 48% | OW the cost of building quality tires has been | brought down to the lowest level in history | was explained by H. S. Firestone, President of the Company, to the stockholders at the annual meeting on December 15, 1921: | I. All inventories and commitments at or below the | | market. | 3 | 2. Increased manufacturing efficiency and volume pro- duction reduced factory overhead 58%. , > y ° . 20, | 3. Selling costs reduced 38%. | Mr. Firestone stated, “This accomplishment is made | possible by our unusually advantageous buying fa- | cilities, and the enthusiasm, loyalty and determination | || of our 100% stockholding organization. ~ Due credit m«-ct be given to Firestone dealers who || are selling Fi yne tires on a smaller margin of | profit. This bring. every Firestone saving direct to | ' the car owner.” Most Miles per Dollar

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A fresh imnpetus for this ignificant movement was given by Amer- ican army engineers during the war, when the French coal situation! was critical. Cargo room from England aind the United States was sorely : ded for'the munitions of war. Coal i y and requires much space. We hed | . ‘he ive powbr to drive the machinery of the American Expeditionary Force bakeries, salvage depots, air-service tations and shops generally.! Under the a pices of what was known asthe Technical Lsoard, which was composed of distinguished engineers in khaki, we completed more thar 1 hundred unfinished Fren¢h power sta- tions, and installed as many more. Thi work conveyed a two-fold benefit, for it gave electric heat and light to many com- munities which had not enjoyed these ad vantages before. With peace and Americar from France we practically turned all these retirement projects over to the French, who have not only carried them on but struck out in new directions. The ry renees, for example, are full of power possibilities. One of the most unusual French undert: cy gs is the recent attempt, under the auspices of America engineers, to harness the power of the tide ? on the coast of Finistére, near Brest. Thi enterprise in all its aspects, iif carried out, will involve the expenditure of several billions of frane Another projected ur dertaking has in view the conversion of the French zine indus stry from coal to electri: powe! Practica ly all the ‘zine factories are in the Pas-de-Calais and tuse coal. Five tons of coal are needed to produce one tor of zinc. It is estimated that if the electro lytic process is used the French prewar “tt of nearly 70,000 tons of ore would be doubled, I could run the range of all French ir dustry and nearly everywhere point out some precaution that has been taken to counteract loss due to the untversal depre sion. Sugar, which is an important product of France, will suffice. As the Cubans and Czechs, who are the principal sugar pro ducers, know to their sorrow, it provided one of the prize postwar pac Kages of bitter weet In Cuba and Czecho-Slovakia the refiners overstayed their market, believing that the war scarcity would be followed by a tremendous demand. Thé reverse hap pened, for sugar prices collapsed. The French made no such mistake, They sold their output at the top price and retained only enough to meet the normal demand lhere are no big stocks in the warehouse and the so-called invisible stock sirup and chocolate manufacturer heen reduced to a low figure. With rebuilding of the factories in the north the industry gets a new flying start on pro among perity a Commercial Aviation One French activity must be = yhasized because of its value to war as well as peace. I mean aviatior In no other * ke country has flying made stich fast and practical strides. There are five interna- tional lines radiating from France, includ ing a trans-Mediterranean route, Aviation in France has reached the point where it is safer than railway travel, Scarcely a day passes without an accident on some French railroad, while during the last eight een months French aéroplanes, not includ ing military flights, have made nearly 10,000 voyages, carrying 21,000 passengers and 9000 tons of baggage, mails and freight, and have had only three accidents involving fatalities I'wo of these accidents were due to care lessness in landing. Unlike America and ngland, the French aviation expert ha his government squarely behind him, and it means that France will lead the world, even surpassing the Germans, in the devel- opment of air traffic. The French railways are bracing up. When the war ended they were in an almost desperate state of physical deterioration, The three great lines in the north——the Nord, the Est and the Etat—had borne the brunt of war service. Every available able-bodied employe on these and the other three routes, the Midi, the Orleans and the Paris-Lyons-Mediterranean, had been called to service and many had died in action. It explains the number of acci- dents In consequence a plat has been formu _ for complete reorganization which it expected will bring about couperation, THE SATURDAY EVENING POST standardization of rates and financial solidarity. The main features of the pro- posed new régime are the creation of a common central organization to coérdinate methods of operation, and the formation of a board of management which will study all railroad problems and act as a liaison between the central administrative organi- zation and the individual lines. The cen- tral body, to be designated as the Supreme Council of Railways, will include repre« entatives chosen by the Minister of Publi Works, deleg ate s selected by the e mploye ind officers of the various cor npanies. The board of management will consist of repre sentatives of the railway iudelitvablens vho are members of the supreme council. Among the first reforms will be a complete refinancing in the shape of long-term bond to cover expenditures for renewals. They vill be issued by each railway upon the advice of the supreme council and after approval by the Minister of Public Work and the Minister of Finance. The nerve center of French rehabilita tion is not in bar k, bourse or business, It is in a simple office in the Rue St. Honoré in Paris, the same street through which the aristocrat-laden tumbrels rumbled in he bloods days of the Revolution, and yhere Louis Louche Ir, Minister of the Liberated Regions, sits. He is the livest vire in the government Where Briand does the spectacular oratorical job, Lou cheur pulls the wires behind the scenes and ays nothing, but he makes ¥ things happen. A Chat With M. Loucheur Most Americans know him, so far as his public life is concerned, as Minister of Munitions in the last two years of the war ors of the Military Board of Allied Supply devised by Brig. Gen. Charles G. Dawes to coérdinate all the Allied supply systems. Long before the outbreak of the great conflict Loucheur Va a power it and as one of the spon European railway con- tructior An engineer by profession, ne nned and built a large part of the prese railway system and laid down of kilometers of the Nord in He has also conducted an exter contracting business. At the present moment he is regarded by many as the richest man in France. Among varied properties he owns one of the leading French da newspapers Curiously enough, [ talked with Loucheur a fter | had interviewed his German confrére in reconstruction, Dr. Walter Rathenen. in Berlin. No two mer could be more widely different in tempera lry ost immediately a ment Loucheur is aggressive, while Rathenau is a dreamer and student; vet they not only agreed on the essential points of reparation in kind but have a wholesome respect for each other. In peaking of Rathenau to me Loucheur said: ‘He is a profound thinker and interested me greatly. He is also an idealist and you cannot build houses with ideals.”’ 1 asked Loucheur to sum up French re- construction, and this is what he said: After the war France set to work more and better than any other bellig ation. The artisan returned to the factory, the farmer to his fields. As a re sult we have only 200,000 unemployed in France to-day and are much better off in this respect than England, who has mors than 2,000,000 unemployed. ‘The present condition of restoration in France is that our reconstruction is, roughly speaking, 25 per cent complete; 50 per cent of our factories are repaired and in working order, and 20 per cent of the houses have been repaired or rebuilt. Our agriculture is in some instances 90 per cent restored. I believe that France will have to work hard for another six or seven years to finish her task of reconstruction, but at the end of two years things will be much better. Take 1921. Our harvest was approxi- mately 80 per cent of prewar harvests, and I am confident that at the end of two years our industrial production will aggregate 80 per cent of our prewar output. “Of course reconstruction is dominated by the financial question. You may have noticed that in Germany and other coun- — people talk about the French as bad tors and say that if we were more reason- ab le things would more quickly return to normal. This is vy wrong. We are far more reasonable than people think. I know how very hard it is for Germany to pay such large sums of money every year, but it is very difficult to make the man in the street see that. You cannot get the quickly erent February 4, 1922 average man to understand exchange prob- lems of international finance. The value of the gold mark and the paper frane and their relation to international payments are technical matters which the public as a whole does not grasp. Naturally our people feel badly when they hear that _— : the Rhine German industry is working full blast and is producing goods cheaper thi we can do in France. They do not ; that this brought about largely by the depreciation of German currency. ‘The proposition of Germany to supply labor to reconstruct our devastated areas is one which I cannot accept because, al though it is true that the German Goverr ment would pay the German labor with paper marks, the German laborer would have to eat in France and pay for his f food with French frances. That would be the major part of the expense If Germany car find the francs to pay for German labor i France she had much better give me the French franes than the (¢ cause I have here available quite enoug! labor to reconstruct the devastated area. rerman labor, be Besides, if I undertook reconstruction with German labor I should create unempl ment in France. “Unrest will continue and ¢ momic conditions will remain disturbed until we can get Central Europe and Russia bai on their feet again. The reason is that wit! 300,000,000 consumers unable to purchase anything, production paired. In my opinion permanent peace is entire ly dependent upon work, and we shall have restoration of normal condit only when the world gets back to labor again.” For the final and in many re spects U! most vital phase of France in transit I have reserved the spect ; is necessarily n I that [o¢ ¢ poignant interest. tis the return of the native to his ravaged homestead north. Endle and abstract sobstuff been poured out about the devastated area The important fact to r what has been accompli practical restoration. The American Committee With agriculture you get at the backbone of France, for 50 per cent of the populatior are engaged in it. Continuit of land ownership is a fetish in the rural fan The eldest son inherits property, ar by unanimous agreement can the tenure broken up. The and is therefore almost immune from taxa tion, farmer seldom kee} Before the war mere me French peasant conjured Millet’s maste piece, The Ange | is, a p ture of relig peace brooding over a garnished and p ductive landscape To-day The Man W the Hoe toils amid the af lation. The patient industry a him to wrest wealth from the s« - primitive imy I V pler ty in the fields w racked |} Vv war Factory rehabilitation has been « eated on the farms. On August 1, 1914 population in the ten war-torn depar was 4,690,183. At the time of t = it had been reduced to 2,189,456, wh lements hows the extent of the refugee 1 Or Masenaber first last it was 20 The peace dove had s arcely ed it wings for the first time before the Frenct peasant was back in the rui if i home, living in a dugout and cooking in a German helmet. Tenacious and stul born, he is a marvel of a worker. It explains why an 80 per cent crop was hat vested in the old battle area in 1921 l doubt if any other agricultural people ir the world could have duplicated this per formance. Instead of first building proper dwellings they have been content to live i shacks, and concentrate on production As with aviation, the government ha endowed agriculture. In 1920 it advanced 350,000,000 francs to the farmer tors. With characteristic sidies were paid in installments. The cultivator had to demonstrate that he had employed his quota in clearing the land of barbed wire and other war impedimenta before he got his seed and other aid. Not only did American soldiers help valiantly to rid Northern France of the invader but constructive American philan- thropy has contributed to the redemption of the soil and the Peculiarly sig nificant has been the work of the American Committee for Devastated France-—- Com- 6 Américain Régions Dévastées —which is Continued on Puge 38 caution the sub people. j i |

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST — ESSEX COACH 51345 &: Five Passenger Wouldn’t You Like to Own It? The Price Makes It Easy } } Phe Coach has aroused more interest than | rides vith the lulling comf rt of} i big i¢ iy Essex type ever hown. It is draw Ing Has These Fine It is easily turned bigger crowds. It is selling faster. Every Car Details nd ct led space f rie is talking al it if. ~ fee _ Overat . 5 rh New Im Che reason is easily understood Vt | Essex chassis requires hardly Wir if | rai pr f 1 ] 1 } ; \ Fer gine inv attentior Phe body 1 ult to give Costing but litth more than the open windshield omnes ' : models, it gives the luxury, comforts and Mine quality plate , ‘ naows egies ; ; distinction of the fine enclosed car. 7 Tr . g ; saeige Sun visor Economy That Endures Hitherto, such quality, reliability and a , . : : 4 ] pened from r | th ] l Tu i Ip) distinction in closed cars has cost mort ; r } Newest type easy oper een all ‘ woe; tive ( eh than most buyers wanted to pay. atir : har Mitt * f floor window tl ist For Family and Business Use ae ote Ine t . 1 and fittin th I Che Coach is amply large for family use , iaidnconee a dest. of it th qualitie » in citv or country. Light and nimble, it portant free fron nn nee I mamtenance ' F fexture ng wens ' , ' ilso meets the requirements of busine Bee ee cost. In every \ t Coach wins tl (' and professional men with economy and Slatinier shuseess tut pride of ers! . 9 r for eff t. . atistaction. i is ¢ ‘ ‘@? \ ‘ et It isa delight cto arive. It Is Casy to steer Cord tire it 1c iveric ire. behin Nn il Controls operate with unusual ease. It | vill not want to it t long for \ You Must See the Coach—You Are Sure to Want It ESSEX MOTORS—DETROIT, MICHIGAN

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STANDARD VARNISH WORKS I a) 4 / ; 4 i 7 7 —— Tim 72 US a ea di otf 7 a cy % j Vy * : j Y . bash” yy = pe) ee Nagel ; 1 ya fee nS ches / , f +) ; j _ « en? v9 4 / / ’ a r J’) ’ “al A +" , \.d ) \ he ’ q uF UAL ; As used on Factory Floors FOVERFLOR floor ¢ kK 5 m. It forms ary, t urtace tha " tf, weather-} t, alka t - 1 in Imper s tl n ¢ ol in is It preve ting an et ment floors For Wood or Cement loors-/nside or Outside KOVERE ssupplied in attrac s for porch, kitchen, - f. vy, hospital, sch " I 4 {or cement fh ‘ for steamship a Ha ure a " ( OR \ 4 sler I ! i! recely ) Sat Book WwW Protects the Kloor Vanw @ Varnishes Aawt twork facturers of Satinette Enamel Suto Finishes, etc Continued from Page 36 better known in the field of its labors as the C.A.R.D. It launched its efforts in 1917 when Marshal Petain took a group of ten American women, headed by Miss Anne Morgan, chairman of the committee, and Mrs. A. M. Dike, now the commissioner in France, to the little village of Blerancourt and invited them to help the peasants get back on their feet It was just after the Hindenburg retreat and the zone of the fighting armies was still near. Hardly had the work got started before a fresh German invasion wiped it out. After the armistice the committee re established itself with Blerancourt as the G.H.Q. of its domain. What is now known as the American Sector is made up of the four cantons of Soissons, Coucy-le-Chateau, Anizy and Vic-sur-Aisne, in the Department of the Aisne. Here you can see every where the workers of the C.A.R.D.--it is an all-woman venture —-wearing their horizon-blue uniforms —-the French army color, a special dispensation from Marshal Petain--driving ambulances and trucks or working as nurses and administrators. The general scheme has been to adapt the Amer ican social-settlement idea to meet French tradition Helping the Farmers The American theory that social! ser calls for personal contact between the helped and the helper was absolutely unknown to the French peasant until the C.A.R.D. got into action. When the French ruralist has a grievance he invari ably turns to the state for redress or assist The practicality of voluntary help never occurs to him. When a well-bred American girl entered the French farmhouse, washed the baby or acted as intermediary between the farmer and the prefect in a minor grievance it wa a revelation The C.A.R.D. has had to over: bitter prejudice and all iy the fears of the peasant, who isa simple but inflexible soul It has not been easy. Take one example A hospital was erected in the midst of the area taken over by the committee. Even in large cities a French workman is terrified at the idea of a hospital, while in the coun try districts this dread is intensified. To tell an cld Frenchwoman that she is to be taken to a hospital is like notifying her that she has condemned to death and abandoned by her pe ople. In spite of this attitude the hospital has become so popu lar that its capacity was increased three times to meet the demand, and is far from adequate now. Mothers often postpone christenings so that their children may be taken to church in a C.A.R.D. ambulance ance, ome the been **But those days are prairie metropolis. To-day our farmers are buying just about three things—cattle for feeding, tires and gasoline, and the last two commodities are used for business pur In short, they are used as igricultural necessities. We have a cor clusive demonstration of the fact that it is not the use but the abuse of automobile which is an extravagance. We } them used both ways by the farmers of this region. Anyone who argues that the auto mobile is a luxury to the typical farmer of the Middle West doesn't know farm condi tions and the value of the elimination of distance and loss of time effected by the automobile in farm work and farm life Automobile salesmanship in the agricul tural states in the next few years is going to recognize this fact. The farmer who doesn't have a car of some sort is an industrial back number and is working under a competitive handicap. He moves into the extravagant class when he gets too expensive a car orwhen he adds to the legitimate sensible use of any car a meringue of joy-riding and jazz.’ “That seems to me a common analysis of the automobile situation so far as the farmer is concerned.” \ banker in a big Eastern city sketched the situation in these terms: “Small individual borrowers are not quite so wild in their borrowing efforts as they were when we first hit the downgrade, but they are still seeking loans for purposes which are unjustifiable and even absurd For example, a year ago last spring a woman Owning her small home attempted over in our little poses. basic ave seen sense THE SATURDAY EVENING POST With social reconstruction has gone agri- cultural uplift. Before the war the Depart- ment of the Aisne was one of the garden spots of France. For four years it was a battleground. Across it lay the huge gash of the Hindenburg Line. So frightful was the devastation that only 18 per cent of the population in -ctions have been able to return. In the heart of it is the Zone Rouge —Red Zone —crossed by the Chemin des Dames, where bloody « raged incessantly and where so much poison gas was used that the rabbits which nibble the scant herbage to-day die almost immedi- ately. Into this leprous-looking land the C.A.R.D. has injected not only hope but definite aid. The American women realized that re construction of the farms lay in coépera tion. The French peasant, howe I extreme individualist and only dire neces sity could have broken down this barrier Under the auspices of the C.A.R.D. the whole area was regarded as one big farm and agricultural syndicates were formed which pooled plowing, planting and har vesting. In acquiescing to this plan the French farmer made a cession, because he delights ir ome § ynflict ver, 18 al tremendous cor a small and intensively cultivated tract lo the work these indefatigable women imported batteri« speed up American sof tractors, which were ope rated free of cost to the farmer. Now we evidence of the French peasant’s stubbornness. The trac tors were used to break up the wire-ridden land in 1919 and 1920. This enabled the farmers to get back to something like nor mal. When the spring of 1921 came along and preparations made for a new tractor offensive some of the peasants re belled, saying that they preferred to culti vate the individual farms on their own, and with horses When one of the Ameri a wizened old m come to an were in workers asked in near Blerancourt why he wanted to use an animal-drawn plow } answer wa I must have a } e be cause a horse can not only rk 1 the tield week days but take the toma on Sunday. A tractor church.’ The larger codperative idea, however, i firmly rooted in the Aisne. In 1914 there a dozen passive agricultural syndi cates, while to-day f cannot take us to were more than 335 are in ; active operation, The social side of rural life has been broadened and lightened Traveling and al libraries are opening the eye im of the mentally starved childhood of the provinces to the delights of fairy tales. In the library at Vic I saw a venerable woman, her hands gnarled with toil, poring over a French version of Mother (Goose At Anizy, where the C.A.R.D ‘ ] . ’ yh { has a big social center, the Sunda TIDING OVER Continued from Page 6 rom the to borrow a thousand dollars bank. Failing there she went to a building- and-loan associatior Here she was told that in order to borrow a thousand she would have to put four hundred into the tock of the association In other words, only six hundred dollars of the loan would be immediately to her. She re marked that while she needed the full thousand she would have to get along with the six hundred if that was the best that could be dene. When pressed for the reason ay ailable why she was so anxious to borrow this money she answered: ‘I'm going to sper d the season at the seashore.’ “Those who are seeking for smal! per sonal loans now give very flimsy excuses, but I think there is something in the air to-day which would prevent even this woman from attempting to borrow a thousand dollars that she might spend a The pressure of public opinion, the awakened moral sense of her own community and of the nation would force upon her the that such a loan was too absurd to be cor sidered. When we were in the full swing of the jazz era of spending and borrowing this request did not seem at all unreasonable to She wanted to go to the seashore. All her acquaintances were having what they wanted, regardless. Why shouldn't she have her big wish? But now the pep has oozed out of the spending craze and our national faith in the god of luck is cold and cautious. You are correct in the supposi- tion that a large part of individual borrow- ing to-day is for the purpose of saving the some season at the seashore consclousness her. February 4,1922 entertainments for the old folks have put the one café temporarily out of business on the Sabbath evening. For France this is nothing short of a miracle. This café—a makeshift one-story board structure—is about the only one that has been put up in a village absolutely wiped out by bombardment. It ign reading, “Hotel de l'Europe — Facilities for banquets and weddings.’’ The rearing of this place of entertainment as the step in civie regeneration curious trait in the French France is the poor man’s cl abused as was the American saloon. bears a sig! first ib. the exc eption ol the bake ry it always come first in construction. The same thing ap plies to colonial development. The Eng lishman’s initial procedure overseas i establish a bank, the Spaniard church, the German starts a store, and the Ancnman opens a cate The Plucky Delans In order to stimulate reconstructi C.A.R.D. held a fair in the autum: and awarded prizes for progress an verance, The highest honors at Ar IZ won by Albert Delan, aged sixty, wife, who is in her seventieth year. had owned! a small farm at Allement, fron which they were driven during the war In August, 1919, and although not another human being had returned to their village which had been razed to the ground, or to any of the adjacent hamlets, this aged couple came back With difficulty the located the site of their farmhouse Nea by was a trench with a series of dugouts For eight months they lived in one of thes dark, dank holes, all the while clear ng up their field It was a day's journey to the nearest source of food, and a full hour’ walk to the most accessible unpolluted well, for the Gert had poisoned ne all ciste The was the first la parish to raise a crop When they were awarded tl | Delan, on being complimented for } a, made this re but we had to come we have It is our peasants. We have we made from the intend to die that wa tamlr In the courage and character of this ob ure pea ant ne l the mhol f } kind uu have an exemplification of t} qualities that will not only ike po ‘ the complete restoration of France but guarantee her future. Editor's Note—This is the nth of a serie f articles by Mr. Marcosson dealing with the E pean economi and political situat a I nex und last will be d i to England face of borrowers, as the Chinese | of avoiding the humiliation of reducing the family scale of living The re is one t\ pe which specia zes in the 1 There are few large cities in tl counts which are without a financial institution of Most of its loans are not made € this kind upon physical collateral but upon personal character } however, it shoul be ! rower 1 d have two man Of an Kind a rye city Qur ad witt tne remark or 1 really like t get the fir on the causes hel j the present of Il be wing to-day; that, though I had a convictior that much of it was induced by extrava gance in the past and reluctance to come down to a sower plane of living, I a recognized the fact that the shift from fre« living to close living could not be made in a minute and certainly could 1 less process “Yes,”’ he replied; ‘‘th se of us who have not been guilty of extray extent in the war years ant and far between—so freaks—and by ‘us’ I salary and sional men and women of moder: There is not ten thousand of these who is in position to throw stones at the But there are two sides to this matter of readjustment As who is obliged to give responsible consideration t scarce as refer to wage and earners profes- business and “ome one in a nenders spenaers. 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To Protect Cuts One cannot improve on nature’s way of healing little hurts. But one can aid the process by pro- tecting the place from further injury and by keeping out germs of infection. New-Skin does both. It is an antiseptic dressing Which protects the wound with a transparent germ- proot hlm. This cover- ing waterproof, flexible and sanitary—permits the new tissues to form without entrance of rrerims, Minor accidents are al- wavs occurring. Give them prompt attention. NEWSKIN COMPANY New York T oronte London | recently he received less than now. THE SATURDAY (Continued from Page 38) this problem and make an individual appli- cation of it many times a day, I have to confess that I regard the person who has not, in the past few years, lived on a scale | which strict prudence would not warrant | as either more or less than human. And of all men, is obliged to deal "and not as they the banker, with human beings ‘as is | should be in an ideal state. “While it is true that one of the first and most decisive questions which we put up to a prospective borrower is, Have you ever | saved any money? the fact that an appli- |} cant cannot answer that inquiry in the | affirmative or that he goes to the extent of confessing that he has lived beyond his means does not put him into the poor-loan | class with us. ‘‘Here at this desk there is not a minute | of the day when I'm not called upon to remember that the great mass of workers | are living almost from hand to mouth and | that even the more frugal of them have not | enough property or savings to serve as a buffer against the pack of misfortunes which lurk in the background of every life sickness, unemployment, accident, loss by fire, loss of savings through poor investment, and many other things. There are more persons who are maintaining a delicate balance between playing even and being broke than are not doing so~-far more! The great mass of workers are exist ing on what I call a good-luck margin a sort of No Man's Land between the trenches of Prosperity and Calamity. “So long as their luck holds out they are able to smile and consider life worth living; but a temporary attack of sickness or even of what might be termed a minor mis fortune, and they have to signal for the loan ambulance. Millions of persons inhabit this narrow strip where their tenancy de pends entirely upon continued and un broken good luck or lack of misfortune. “This brings us up against the most numerous reasons behind the loans made by this and other banks which lend to the individual borrower in small amounts. Meeting an unsuspected emergency is al most the universal reason given by those who would borrow of us. The unexpected has happened, their run of good luck has been broken, and they must have some means of tiding over until they have met this attack of misfortune. “Look at this batch of applications for loans. Here’s a man who has worked thirteen years in the post office and is not getting two thousand dollars a year. Until He is obliged to pay thirty-five dollars a month rent and furnish his own heat. His appli cation is for a loan of one hundred dollars for the purchase of coal and clothing. This is a natural, seasonal emergency.” The Item of High Rent “The next application is from a man thirty-five years old who has worked in one wholesale-clothing house for five years. His reason for borrowing is a common one. The doctors have told his wife that she must have an operation. The number of borrowers for operations is amazing. The shadow of the operating table is upon an astounding number of homes and sends thousands upon thousands of applicants for loans to discount windows “Here is a railway accountant earning two hundred dollars a month and paying fifty dollars rent. He says that his main reason for wishing to borrow is to equip his children for school, but that he is behind on certain store bills which climbed up on him before he realized it. His reason is a good one; the relation between his salary and his rent is also reasonable. This is a matter which we watch very closely in these days. We have to. For one thing, we do not propose to underwrite the greed of landlords. Of course we couldn't afford to do so as a business matter. “IT am convinced that the housing short- age generally has been exaggerated. Some cities may be an exception, but I believe these are few. High rents are a fertile cause of personal borrowing. Many of our patrons are paying ninety dollars a month rent and earning one hundred and seventy- five to two hundred dollars a month. This is paying altogether too large a proportion of income for shelter and heat. It must be remembered, too, that rent is one of the fixed and inflexible items of family expense; “generally speaking, it can be operated on but once a year. The renter has just one shot at this item in the whole twelve EVENING POST months. At the time when most families had a chance to lay the ax to this item there was a general housing scare and renters became panicky with the fear that they would not be able to obtain any housing accommodations of a decent or adequate kind. Therefore they stood for the rent raise and hoped for the best. But as a rule the worst instead of the best has happened. Most renters are now in a mood to make deeper cuts in their expendi- tures than they were when they signed their leases. They have adjusted them- selves to living on a lower scale—but they can't give practical expression to this changed attitude so far as the largest item of their family expenditures is concerned. That is fixed for a year--in many cases for longer. “What is the upshot of this? Thousands upon thousands of tenants in this city and others are attempting to meet this emer- gency by renting rooms. This practice has been found to be highly destructive of family privacy, and consequently of family peace. It has gone far towards making divorce as common among persons of small or moderate income as with the idle rich, who are supposed to be the real divorce fans. “But I have mentioned this matter of rental to indicate that adjustment to changed conditions of income is not always It is easy to say that the average family is at fault for not trimming expendi tures to meet decreased income or increased cost of the absolute necessities of life, but it should be remembered that several of the larger items of expense — like rent, the cost of shelter and heat— are fixed and cannot be altered at will.” possible. Debt and Progress “The inevitable outcome of this condi- tion is that several millions of citizens who are deing their level best to meet the emergency must have a little money with which to tide over, as they express it, to carry them to the time when these large expense items can be reduced or when the application of severe frugality to those lines of expenditures which are open to change will have put them in a position to play even. Often this is a long process. “In view of all these considerations I’m a little slow to condemn a man as a wastrel simply because he happens to be up against it and forced to borrow. And I am equally hesitant about blaming men and women for wanting to live better than they have lived. This impulse is the thing behind all progress and those who are without it are not doing much to move civilization for ward. The line between better living and unrestrained pleasure seeking is not always distinct. In fact, I think it seldom is. My sympathies are with those who want to live a fuller life to-day and to-morrow than they lived yesterday -and who find themselves crowding their resources a bit in order to do so. They'll get somewhere if they don’t try to push too fast. “Living without regard to consequences and insisting upon dancing when we have nothing with which to pay the fiddler are simply a natural impulse gone wild. This helps immensely to swell the crop of would-be borrowers. And this element has, I admit, been distressingly large in the years of the World War and since. But it isn’t fair to class all who are hard pushed and are pleading for small loans, with these devotees of the god Jazz. Far from it. Lots of them are simply good livewires who have overreached themselves a little in their efforts to live a bit more fully, and especially to give their wives and children increased comforts and coveted luxuries. As I see it, they should not be heavily penalized for this natural and thoroughly human impulse. Instead they should be helped to keep that progressive spirit but to exercise it with better judgment. That's what we're trying to do here to some ex- tent—-not from motives of philanthropy but because it seems to be a field in banking which is both profitable and economically constructive. It is wonderfully interesting. An analysis of a large number of small personal loans is remarkably illuminating. We have a survey of this sort made from time to time just to give us a more graphic view of our job. And it certainly achieves that result. Here is an analysis of three hundred twenty-four current loans amount- ing to ninety-five thousand eight hun- dred dollars. Look them over and draw your own conclusions. You will find some interesting revelations. There is, in fact, a February 4.1922 human story behind every one of those loans—a _ distinct contribution to the struggle of readjustment which we are all in as a result of the World War and the eco- nomic situation which preceded and fol- lowed it.” The largest group in this body of small borrowersis covered by the general classifica- tion ‘* Miscellaneous bills, mostly household expenses.”” There are eighty-one entries, in a total of three hundred twenty-four, under this heading. But it should be borne in mind that this grouping is general. Not so with the third largest class, ‘‘ Doctor's bills.” Of this band of borrowers sixty- three came to the loan window to get funds to settle with their physicians. This group ing is specific. ‘‘Toclear up old back debts” is the reason given in the documents signed by sixty-eight borrowers. Before following this analysis further it is interesting to know something of the circumstances of the persons olved in this debtors’ tale. Of the three hundred twenty-four borrowerstwohundred seventy five are renters, and forty-nine own the homes in which they live. The average monthly income of these borrowers is one hundred. ninety-six dollars. Returning to this illuminating showing of reasons for borrowing, it is significant that nineteen made loans in order to pay their taxes, while eighteen borrowed to make first payments on homes. Thirteen signed notes for money with which to pay for repairs on their homes, and fifteen bor- rowed money with which to meet interest already due. Sixteen secured funds with which to put in a supply of coal. Only nine of three hundred twenty-four loans were to get money with which to buy clothes Seven borrowed to pay interest on mort gages and five to pay funeral expenses, while ten went to the discount window to borrow money for lodge dues, and six bor rowed money for vacation expenses. Only three negotiated loans for the purchase of automobiles. Two borrowed to secure di vorces, and two, also, to buy musical ir struments. Only one borrowed for educa tional purposes. A glance at this company of borrower from an Occupational viewpoint is illumi nating. A stenographer borrowed seven hundred fifty dollars to pay rent and take up old notes; a switchman with a pay check of one hundred eighty-nine dollars touched the bank for five hundred dollars to settl with his landlord and make the first pay ment on a home of his own. The rent ghost seems to haunt even undertakers, for here is one giving his monthly income a six hundred seventy dollars who has bor rowed five hundred dollars with which to pay his landlord. A professional bill collector is listed as horrowing one hundred dollars with which io pay a doctor’s bill. A clerk entered as earning fifty dollars a month borrowed two hundred dollars with which to pay his taxes and insurance. What They Needed Money For Only a glance at this record of obliga tions Is necessary to indicate that a com fortable salary does not always spell im- munity from financial worry. Here is a restaurant secretary receiving six hundred seventy dollars a month and borrowing thirty-five hundred dollars to take care of debts; a salesman getting a salary of four hundred dollars a month who borrows five hundred dollars with which to establish himself in the good graces of the landlord; an engineer earning four hundred twenty dollars, who secures a loan of three hundred dollars to pay debts and rent; a matron receiving six hundred forty-five dollars a month has to borrow two hundred dollars for building repairs; a treasurer getting four hundred dollars has to borrow two hundred dollars in order to make his peace with his landlord; and a dentist with a four hundred dollar monthly income bor- rowed five hundred dollars to pay rent and debts. The special notations in the column of this loan sheet headed “ Remarks”’ are far more human and touching than the general run of tombstone epitaphs. Here are a few samples: To catch up with expenses caused by wife’s illness. To carry out ideas on an improved mill ing machine. To start housekeeping. To get brother’s body out of vault and bury him. Continued on Page 42) ee we ie

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a =) ee oe | Our 60 er —" | ETTER THAN RICHES There was once a rug-maker of Persia his name was Ali Ben Sahrab noted for the beauty of his work, and Many buyers came and waited for him, knowing that his rugs were good while the merchants in the market-place despised the poor weaver who had little to sell, though that little was of the finest quality Once late at night, as he bent lovingly over his loom, these merchants came secretly to him, saying, Why do you waste so much time over each small rug when you might make many and sell to us at a great profit ?”’ And Ben Sahrab answered with the wisdom of Solomon better than riches, and service is above silver or gold The manufacturer who is too much concerned with profit cannot build an enduring business. Certainly he never makes the best product in his field. In- variably there is another manufacturer in the same field whose pride of product is greater than his pride of profit and his name comes to be the mark of all that is finest and most enduring. The Squibb Laboratories were founded by Dr. Edward R. Squibb, a distinguished physician and a learned chemist, whose desire was to set a new and higher standard of quality in the manufacture of pharmaceutical and chemical products. As a physician, the founder of the House of Squibb knew that products of this class must be pure to be useful and ‘A good name is I am content House of its products so From the beginning, the Squibb resolved to make their could not fail to good that worth be recognized. The business, therefore, could not fail to grow. As it facilities of still better grew more. grew the make business were used to and _ the growth products For more than half a century, the name Squibb has been recognized as full guar anty of skill, knowledge and honor in the manufacture of chemical and pharmaceu tical medical profession, and used only products made exclusively for thi by the physician and the surgeon. The HOUSEHOLD name Squibb on safe. As a chemist, he knew that such PRODUCTS is equally valued as positive purity was within the power of science. assurance of true purity and reliability. Squibb’s Bicarbonate of Soda — exceedingly 1 Squibb’s Castor Oil fore without bitter taste pendable Squibb’s Epsom Salt | Pre 1 Squibb’s Stearate of Zinc for taste of highest purit Squibb’s Sodium Phosphate — a specially purified product Squibb’s Magnesia Dental Cream —: f free from arsenic, therefore safe Milk of Magnesia Contair Squibb’s Cod Liver Oil — selected finest Norwegian; cold tance. Corrects 1 - pressed; pure in taste Rich tamin Squibb’s Talcum Powder i Squibb’s Olive Oil elected oil from Southern France powder. Boudoir, Carnat . Ur Absolutely pure. (Sold only through druggists.) Squibb’s Cold Cream n ex te Squibb’s Sugar of Milk — specially refined for preparing in on ition for th i the si fants’ food. Quickly soluble In sealed tin Squibb’s Pure Spices pe elect Squibb’s Boric Acid — pure and _ perfect! lubl Soft for their full strengt! powder for dusting; granular fort ] druggists.) Sold by reliable druggists everywhere, in original sealed packages. “The Priceless Ingredient” of every product is the honor and integrity of its maker PURITY t RELIABILITY BA\ Wo SQUIBB £ vt EFFICACY * YE,

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J I ) Reasons Why | You'll Like the Quick-Lite Lamp I 2 6 7 8 g It Brings Vou 300 Candle-Power of Beautiful, Pure White Bril there Is No Glare or Flicker ! j the -Cheuy t Light You (a 1 me No Greasy Wicks to trim | Spill Fuel or Explode » With Common Matches | Beautiful in Design Standard in Pri Everywhere so \ >! Inapected, Tested and Guaran teod 10 More Than 20,000 Dealers The Coleman Lamp Co. Wichita Dallas Chicago St. Paul Toledo Atlanta Canadian Factory: Los Angeles Toronto (oleman Quick-Lite he Sunshine of the Night’’ (Continued from Page 40 To buy clothing for brother just in from Europe To pay son’s funeral expenses. To save brother’s home. To move brother-in-law to where he ha a job waiting. To send childrer To pay mother’s storage To send wife who is in run-down condi- tion away for a few months’ rest. To furnish mother with needed fund To send wife to aged parents. To help relatives in old country Now for a glance at a few applications: Here is a brief record of a young-woman stenographer earning twenty-five dollars a a permanent position and having She asks school to boarding Oregon to see week in neither debts nor dependent for two hundred dollars to help relatives in Rumania who are in dire need. This appli- cation is indorsed *‘ Approved.” Another is from a young man drawing an excellent salary and having first-class char- acter qualifications who wishes to borrow six hundred dollars for an engagement ring. The attitude of the bank is indicated by a vigorous “No!” An application from a young woman for a loan of two hundred dollars for the purchase of wearing apparel was apparently undecided. When was made on this the chief credit man remarked: ‘That application is typical of thousand which come to us in the course of a } comment Here is a young woman of twenty earning about one hundred twenty-five dollars a month as a saleslady At first blush it might appear that to make thi loan would be merely to encourage her it extravagance But let’s look at the con- siderations on the other side: First, she lives with her parents, who are in fairl comfortable There are some reasons for thinking that perhaps she is not obliged to work, but does so because ie is naturally independent. So far as the risk element in this loan is concerned it i ider the question of reasonablene The nature of this young woman’s work demands that she hall dress well and make a pleasing ap- Again, there is a purely feminine consideration to support the reasonablene of this request. My attention was called to it by one of the young women employed in this bank—we many of them in } igrl ly re pon ible positio and fir d their s highly val ZOIY Val circumstances, small. Second, cor very pearance have viewpoint on loan applicatior j remarked that an unmarried girl of about twenty-seven would just nat- her clothes he had when younger that the critical uable She urally pay more attention to and appearance than or than she would when older; closing of the twenties is a most period in the life of any young woman who : the possibility of being an unmarried of thirty or more.” face woman Taking a Long Chance ‘Altogether it that thi applicant has a fairly good case, She be longs to a very numerous class of young women who are decidedly of the better sort and whose presence in the business world is whole timulating to other girls who have never known the educational and ocial advantages of these semi-independent girls who might live on their parents if they would. Girls of this type are erally pacemakers in matters of taste and intellectual interests in the offices and stores where they are employed. I have had this viewpoint drilled into me by the young-women executives in our employ. This is rather important, as we make thou sands of loans to working girls and women.” Digging into the archives of the small- has brought to light the great constructive possibilities of this kind of banking. Here is a typical ex ample. About four years ago a_ barber came to a certain Morris-plan bank shortly after it had been opened. He confessed that he had small hopes of getting help but that he was in so desperate a situation that he could not afford to overlook any promise of possible relief. Family misfortune had thrown him off his financial balance and he had gone to the loan sharks for relief —with the result that he was deep in thei: clutches. But a thorough investigation showed that he was sober, industrious and saving, and was not given to gambling; his hard luck was the real thing and the result of his own folly. Here was a fine opportunity to test one of the theories behind the foundation of the seems to me ome ar d quite gen- loan business peculiar THE SATURDAY EVENING POST bank—the assumption that loans of this character would exert a positive construc- tive influence both as to business and character building. In order to get this man free from the grasp of the loan sharks it was necessary to stake him rather heav- ily—to the extent of one-third of his annual income. This was taking rather a long chance, but the bank manager decided the possibilities made the risk worth while. This borrower did not miss a payment. When his debt was cleared up he confessed that the help he had been given had put his courage up to the point where he was ready to attempt the realization of his big ambition—to buy a barber shop and be- come his own He knew of a shop which suited him and could be bought at a reasonable price. The bank looked into the matter, decided that his judgment was good, and lent him the money. This debt was paid before it was due. Not long after the last payment for the purchase of the shop was made he again appeared at the bank and told the official from whom he had made his previous loans that he had four d a hou se convenient to his shop WwW hich he wished to buy. This would require a down payment of considerable si request for a loan of this amount was read- ily granted. About two later he became a borrower once more to lift the mortgage on the home. For good and sufficient reasons he wished to have a clear title to his home in his possession. boss. size. His years The Pushcart Man With Push \ little while later he once more ap- k of his financial adviser ‘Being out of debt may be all right for some men, but I’m loosening up too much. Having my nose tight to the grindstone seems to agree with me. What would you advise?”’ He was told that the bank sold certifi- cates of deposit which paid 5 per cent and had all the resources of the bank behind them. The man who had once been deep in the toils of the loan sharks went in for quite a block of these certific ates, on which he has since paid out. This has learned two of the greatest economic lessons possible—how to borrow and how to save. Another example is that of a wage worker who had become a depositor of the bank. When his pass book showed a balance of two hundred dollars he went to the cashier and said: “A friend of mine owns a delicatessen in a good neighbor hood. It’s making in spite of the fact that he has been too ill to run it right. Now he’s got to quit and get out and he’ll sell to me for twenty-five hundred dollars—but he must have dollar How about borrowing five hundred dollars from you?” This loan was readily arranged and the little shop is now paying for itself according to its owner’ expectations. “Do you know,” barber ome money seven hundred down. asked the banker who made this loan, ‘“‘why that man’s applica- tion was accepted? Almost wholly because he was able to prove that he was a volun- tary saver. We've come to call them self- tarters here. There were several things which made this loan look ill-advised. One was the fact that the man was not familiar with the details of the business which he wished to buy. But the fact that he had, on a rather small wage, saved two hundred dollars overcame all objections.” In 1918 a poorly man selling candy from a pusheart came into a Morris plan bank and applied for a loan of two hundred dollars with which to pay doctor bills for which he was being pressed. A pusheart candy peddler doesn’t loom ve large as a borrower, but there was some- thing about this one which inspired cor fidence. Besides, he was able to get two indorsers The loan was finally made and he never missed a payment. When he was clear he applied for a loan of four hundred fifty dollars for the purchase of a ‘horse and wagon. He had pushed so hard to clear up his debt of two hundred dollars that his business had increased to wagon size. This step was evidently well taken, for he paid out on his loan without a hitch. Soon he was in again, seeking to borrow nine hundred dollars with which to buy a truck. He was now a middleman between the manufacturer and the small retailer, and his hustle to make the horse pay for himself had expanded his business to truck size. The truck is not yet fully paid for but he has not failed in a payment yet and the bank doesn't expect him to, either. dressed February 4,1922 “The case in which I feel the keenest interest,’’ declares a cashier, “‘is that of an ex-service man. He’s a regular go-getter! He had a job as a teacher of a vocational class of ex-service men, specializing in auto- mobile ignition work. He saw that these men were not getting the right kind of instruction, and he was able to prove thi to anyone. He demonstrated this fact to the officials in charge of instruction con- tracts, with the result that he has borrowed a theusand from us and another and is now in possession of a gover? contract which will not only pay him hand- somely but will be of great benefit to the ex-service men who receive his instructior “We have many borrowers among the men who fought in the World War. One such came to us and said: ‘I’m on a man’ note and he has fallen down. I’ve got to borrow the money with which to pay. I fought and I’ll pay.’ And this is precisel; what he did. Here is another case of ar ex-service man. He had a family before he went overseas, where he was both gassed and wounded. Finally with a good but small com , One day he awoke to find that the house in which } was living had been sold and that he would shortly be out on the street with his famil And rents were unprecedentedly high. Thi situation looked mighty serious to him. Ir some way he heard that we made sma loans on indorsement security to see us. He wanted to buy of the suburbs so that he could |} his family would be shelter felt that he had secured the at a fair price i almost’ withe and that there was no one whom he felt free to ask to indorse his four hundred d lar note with us for a first payment on |} place. He was greatly what discouraged ‘I've f somehow,’ he told me, ‘but I don’t know which way to turn.’ “Then I suggested that I would } — eisew nere ment he got a position ne it deve lope d ntance n our ¢ worried and me ‘ é man selling the property to ind his} if he would make the same request of employer. Much to his astor ment b assented with the utmost willingne He is making his payments without a | What is more, his employer ha ed personal and unusual interest in him and it is safe to say that he would be about the last man to be dropped from the pay roll This incident the right sort can goes to show that a man of secure financial backir to a modest extent under circumstance which seem to him almost hopeless \ it shows that the small individual loa life-saver to thousands of worthy and | est workers.” “Is there any rerhedy,” I asked the f banker first quoted in this article, “‘for the present Ituation except the old-fashione one of individual saving? A Millionaire’s Example “None whatever,”’ he answered, ‘‘ar the men who are doing this most « t ently are the establi t! ( t have long been acs to wv f ey ey do it instinctive 5 because they money-wise. That's wh y they are we A man with an annual i three million dollars just told me that he had instructed his family I personal employ h: ome o i ) expenditure not essarily. Thi sees clearly that perso al economy is the foundation of our financial recovery. “Of course ‘the destruction of the poor is their poverty’; those who walk the narrow financial plank from which the slightest stroke of bad luck will send the into debt and trouble must be helped t regain their footing when they lose it —a millions of them } ) which does this is |} is better than philanthropy. I once he!ped the employer of fifteen thousand workers t establish a ranks. Each borrower's note was indorsed by a fellow worker. It operated for years, and in loans totaling several million dollars there was not, as I recall it, a single loss. “The individual must do for himself what official representatives of the people are trying to do for our Government through such agencies as the Reduction-of- Armament Conference and the Bureau of the Budget—cut expenditures down to the quick. Living within one’s income must be made the rule if we are to have anything like a return to normal conditions. Thi sounds hackneyed—but it’s the truth.” ghly constructive. It loan system in his compar

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Why the Well-groomed Man—and the Woman with Beautiful Hair—Are Always Attractive to Others

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Senate from the Committee on Commerce, and on the same day the chairman of that ommittee announced his intention of pro OSIng It as an amendment to the now pend ng bill for a general revision of the tariff. The commercial interests of this country, especially those engaged in foreign trade, are almost unanimous in urging upon Congress the adoption of this measure as a means of relief from many unnecessary and burdensome restrictions. Among the or- ganizations that have indorsed the proposal are the chambers of commerce of Boston New York, Detroit, Charleston, Jackso ville, Galveston, Seattle, San Angeles, Oakland; the of New Orleans, the Massa t of Commerce, the city of San he Port and Harbor Development Commis sion of New York and New Jersey, th National Foreign Trade Council, the Nev York Merchants’ Association, the National Merchant Marine Association, the Asso ciated Industries of Massachusetts, the Philadelphia Bourse, the Baltimore Board of Trade, the Board of Commissioners of the Port of New Orleans, and many othe lhe complete list is long and imposing, and the number of well-known business m¢ who likewise favor the plan ] impressive. It is notewor advocates are di! regard to sect | oft t) Y ¥ iQ 4 7 afmiiiations. deed, lew ith commerce have come before Congres in recent years so free from political signif eance. Those who favor it regard a free port as merely a device for helping along a kind of trade that no Ameri y oO! administration has ever intended to dis- courage. As it exists abroad, a free port is one where merchandise from every \ ded, handled and dealt in the payment of duties. It rem: to all the laws, regulations and 1 that apply in other ports of entr those that are designed for the ¢ ‘ tion of the customs. It is a place wher free trade is carried on, whatever may be the tariff laws of the country in lies. All sorts of goods, wares and merchan- such as are prohibited by law, 1, stored, exhibited, graded, ilated in any other way, and sold or exported in any without paying duty « g through the customs house. To the » with all foreign nations an open door ented Free-Trade Oases But let it not for a moment be supposed that the door of the port is equally open on the hither side. Goods may, indeed, pass into the free port from any source, and they may be freely sent abroad; but they cannot pass into the country to which the port belongs without paying the same duties that would be collected on them if they came directly from a foreign nation In a country with a high tariff such a port a sort of free-trade oasis, and customs officials treat it as foreign territory. To prevent smuggling the free port is separated from the adjacent territory by strong inclosures which are strictly guarded. ue Officers are stationed at the gates in 1 merchandise that comes through i examined, appraised and treated in every respect as it would be at the customs house f any other port. The passage in and out of pe ople and conveyances is carefully regu ated, and every precaution is taken to prevent it from being used as a loophole in the tariff wall. Owing to the special facilities for super vision and the care that is exercised, ex perience has shown that smu yeling 1s more difficult and unusual at a free port than elsewhere. It is by no means coterminous in all cases with the city whose name it bears; indeed, except for certain guards and officials it frequently has no resident population at all. The free ports of Ham burg and Copenhagen, for example, are relatively small inclosed areas entirely dis- tinct from the neighboring municipalities, vhose pe ypie are subject to the same customs laws that prevail in other parts of Germany and Denmark. The space within the inclosures is built over, not with dwell- ings but with structures for storing, han- dling, guarding and transshipping mer- chandise Reven WHY WE NEED FREE PORTS (Continued from Page 21 THE SATURDAY It is clear that such a port could do little to stimulate the ordinary direct trade bi tween two countries, a trade by which goods are imported for domestic consump- tion subject to a!l the duties of the national tariff. The business it would foster is the commerce in goods that are brought ir from one country to be reéxported to shipment is the most fee-port activilie 0 in be tr hipped and re vantage good t 1 usually have to d sometime pu sses to adapt the stes and trade u ch t 1€) t we d the 1 cannot be sold here, but find a good ie 1 in other co trie l ier t law, | the bale is opened irriva are t the importer full duty the \ e of it iy b pia g the bale i nd reshipping it in the fe it was received can the payme avoided. As a result Ameri leal must now sort their furs in Li hip t he United States only what the cal ‘ ere, and send the rest to f reig? t in foreign ships and on foreign credit Commodity Clearing Houses Another illustration of the severity of our laws in discouraging international cor urnished by the ) “rench laces u country packe 1 in cases of en or eight hundred pounds, more than half of which is the weight of the wooden covering There is a strong demand for these laces ir South America, but not in the form ir which we receive them. Not only is the case too large for the trade usage of that country, but also, since the South Americar duties are assessed on the weight of im- ports, the heavy covering would raise them beyond reasonable limits. At times our merchants have attempted some work as intermediaries in this trade by shipping laces from Europe to Canada or Jamaica to be sorted and repacked; but this did not prove satisfactory, as the work had to be done by inexperienced and unskilled em ployes. Though some goods thus need to be sorted and certain varieties selected and packed to suit particular markets, there are some, on the other hand, that can be read i old only when mixed or blended wit} others Retail merchants commonly at tempt to carry in their different depart ments a full line, which usually means a msiderable variety of articles and are fully limited quantities of each one. The naturally turn, therefore, to dealers who can best supply ther ecessary variety i the desired quantities An Argentine merchant of not ‘ small wares, for exan finds that An ican products satisfy only a part of hi trade and he needs to supplement then with the specialties of Germany, E and Bohemia. It suits his convenience and lis pocketbook, therefore, to buy an as sorted collection assembled according to specifications which he drew up. Ar der for such an assortment could not be filled by an American dealer unless he pays our full duties on the fore ign goods it contair Accordingly the Argentine merchant send his order to London or Hamburg, where he can buy not only the European but also the American products at a price that is not increased by the tariff. This practice of course not only diverts international trade from this country but it likewise leads to a greater substitution of foreign for American products. There is yet another class of goods for which a free port is peculiarly adapted. It is made up of those commodities— and they are numerous~—which in their country of origin are not brought to the condition of refinement that fits them for consumption Perhaps the most important among them is sugar. By far the greater part of the sugar that leaves Cuba, Java, Hawaii and other producing countries is raw, and it has to be refined after it reaches Europe or America. All of it that comes to this O Tacoma Ledge How the Pacific Slope gets its foreign news through the PUBLIC LEDGER News Service ryN flue cable brings to Philadelphia, news gathered by the chain of staff correspondents who cover the world from London to Tokio. Telegraph circuits leased by the Ledger Syndicate carry it out to other newspapers throughout the American continent. Thus even the people of the Pacific Coast get Public Ledger news the same day that it appears in Philadelphia, through the following notable newspapers: Berkeley Gazette Seattle Times Los Angeles Express San Francisco Bulletin Tacoma Ledger Vancouver Province The Public Ledger is honored by the confidence bestowed upon it by the 274 newspapers which regularly subscribe for its news and other features. 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Only 10 lbs. of these flavory oats in a bushel Quaker Oats flavor is largely due ty ( Lippolne it thake it th t flavor wl h oa love lit re 1 t car pM role lf the ike i) Make tl ipreme food deliet he body-buiider and the ilt t the ideal food upplying want vour children to eat oats in plen erve these extra-flavory flake Quaker Oats with the flavor that won millions 60 Dishes—30 Cents Packed in sealed round packages with removable cove lake ¢ queen grains only T And we get but ten pound from THE SATURDAY EVENING POST which he re r 681 | country, except such as is brought from our own possessions, has to pay a duty when it is entered. It happens in the case of this commodity that large quantities of it, after being refined, are reéxported. Now it is obvious that the domestic growers need no protection against sugar that is brought here only to be refined and then sent abroad. Accordingly the |: permits the importer to draw back nearly the whole amount of the duty he has paid when he is able to show that he has shipped the sugar abroad. The sugar busi- ness is so great and so fully organized that it can take full advantage of the drawback, and large sums are refunded to it by the Government every year. But it is significant that, though the privilege is equally extended to all indus- tries, this is the only one that makes regular and extensive use of it. The ex- planation is found in the intricate and severe regulations that must be observed if repayment is demanded. ““So complicated,”’ says the report of the tariff commission, “is the procedure in making claim and proving the identity of the merchandise that many producers do not find it worthwhile to apply for the draw back atall. . . . Evenafter reshipment, before drawback can be recovered, evidence must be given of the actual landing of the goods in a foreign country An incidental objection to the system is that even when the dealer eventually gets back his money he will have been deprived of the use of it for the time elapsing be- tween his payment of the duty and his reexport of the goods. It would doubtle be possible to simplify the regulations in some measure and to facilitate the payment of the drawback; but the fear that it would be abused and would serve as a means of evading the protective tariff and of de- frauding the Government of its revenues is well founded. Rice is another commodity in which there is a large international trade and which has to be refined after leaving the country of origin. It is first marketed in the form of paddy, and has to be milled that is, husked, polished, graded and sorted—before it is ready for the consumer. There is a considerable demand for certain grades in South America, a demand which is supplied in the main from the Far East. But the rice does not go direct from one shore of the Pacific to the other. It first goes all the way to the free port of Ham- burg, where a great rice-milling industry has been built up, and there the grades are selected that sell best in the different countries, and those most suitable for the South American market are shipped back across the Atlantic. When foreign com modities in this country are thus prepared for sale it has to be done under bond and in accordance with regulations so detailed and restrictive as to render such work very difficult and seldom profitable. A Promoter of Trade It is not easy to draw a distinct line between finishing or refining goods and manufacturing them. Indeed, no attempt at such a distinction is made in many of the free ports abroad. Goods may be put through all the stages from the crudest raw materials toa condition suitable for im- mediate consumption. But experience has shown that manufacturing on a substantial seale is not a form of enterprise well adapted to such a location. At the free port of Hamburg, where it has been extensively undertaken, manu- facturing bas been diminishing for a number of years. Limitations of space, restrictions on ‘the coming and going of employes, the lack of special facilities for securing power and labor, and other disadvantages, some peculiar to a single industry and some common to many of them, all combine to make it unprofitable to carry on any manu- facturing processes except such as are quite simple and also quite essential to the final preparation of goods for the market. This detracts in no way from the merit of the free port as a commercial institution. Its advocates do not in fact commend or desire it as a means of stimulating manu- facturing, but solely for the purpose of promoting international trade. The bill reported by the Senate Committee on Commerce, therefore, omits manufacturing from the activities permissible in a free port, and provides only that merchandise may be “stored, exhibited, broken up, re- packed, assembled, distributed, sorted, re- fined, graded, cleaned, mixed with foreign February 4,1922 or domestic merchandise or otherwise manipulated, and be exported.” This long list of words really means that a free port is only a place where foreign products may be dealt in and may be given the finishing touches necessary to fit them for sale The history of the free ports that have long been established in various parts of the world shows that they have been efficacious in attracting trade and in promoting the general commercial and industrial welfare of the countries they serve. As they have never been tried in the United States, it naturally impossible to bring absolut proof that they would benefit this country in the same measure. It is true that merely furnishing a place for untrammeled merce does not mean that it will surely be used. In colonial Virginia the House of Bur gesses passed many laws to stimulate com merce. Among them was one to the effect that ‘“‘He that doth set up a convenient market place shall be regarded as a public benefactor, whether men do come there to trade or not.’’ There is evidence of the growth of a considerab!e number of public benefactors, but the evidence is still stronger that there was mighty little trade The testimony, however, before the tariff commission and the opinion of commercia organizations and experienced business mer all over the country, testimony and opinion supported by numerous specific illustra tions, lead to the belief that our shar world’s commerce will inevitably grow if our citizens are allowed to take part in it without the handicap they now carr Shipping Economies There has recently arisen an additional motive for modifying our customs regula tions as they apply to international trade During the war we were compelled to enter on a colossal program for building ships Enormous sums were spent both by the Government and by individuals, with the result that we now have a merchant marine of great proportions. In consequence, wit} the return of more normal conditions, we are confronted with the question as to how we are going to keep our ships profitably employed. lt is hardly to be expected that they will take a large part in the direct trade between foreign countries. Their natural function is to carry the commerce of the United States, and it is on our owr commerce that we must always depend for their regular employment. Undoubtedly in volume this commerce is sufficient keep them busy, but it has some peculiar features that render it unattractive as the t f to ole reliance of shipowners. Among such features is the discrepan¢ between our outbound and inbound traffic: Our exports have always been mucl greater than our imports. They differ widely in value and still more widely i: bulk. Accordingly ships that take an | bound cargo must often return to us empty, must charge enor dise one way to pay for the whole round trip. Therefore on much of our traffic either we must pay heavy costs for ocear transportation or else the shi no profit. h for carrying merchar ps can yileid This feature of our commerce, taken as whole, is reversed in our trade with some particular countries. From Central and South America, for example, we get in the main bulky products such as tropical fruits, coffee, wool and raw materials. Most of what we can sell them, on the other hand, is made up of manufactures that occupy relatively little space. It follows that m vesse.s coming to us from our souther neighbors, after discharging their cargoe must either return half empty or else must carry our own bulky products to Europe and load there with assorted cargoes bound for South America. Before the war most even of our South American mail had to cross the Atlantic twice, usually in Britis! vessels. ‘ A free port would enable ships to find suitably assorted cargoes in this countr and go back fully laden. If our ships competition with those of other countries are compelled to depend on such a triangu lar trade as now exists their chance of pay- ing the costs of operation will be muc! reduced. “Similar irregularities,” says the tariff commission, “exist in our commerce with many other parts of the world. With some countries, indeed, whose produce we buy and where a demand exists for American (Continued on Page 48 as

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Continued from Page 46) roods, we have little or no direct communi- ition. Our trade with them is almost en- ire conducted through transshipment in gn countries, an indirect method that tj creast its cost and subjects to { roy! ‘ oO olume a variety.” it is obvious that relief from such ir- irities, the ion of regular em- | ent for our i he maintenance of eguiar and adequate transportation facil- ties, and the establishment of moderate and le freight rates can come only through ffic that moves both inward and out rd on the same course A port would undoubtedly promote iffic making it possible to assem ‘ roducts of other ountries that are tined not for domestie use but for re pment abroad if ir merchant marine is to be reason- well occupied we must provide full f hiy wishing to clear for 1 es to which our exports are as yet ot large or regular, and we must arrange to receive full cargoes from those countries t vhich we se 1 larger volume. To do t present devices of bonded ware yuses and drawbacks have proved inade juate, and the free pert, according to the f sion, “appears to offer the of permitting it and th ime time of protecting the Govern nt's revenue and of maintaining such meas mitations as the Government sees fit to on the import of foreign goods for lomestic consumption.” It should be added that finding work for ir ships is not more important than giving ‘ reasonable facilities for doing the werk when found. They do not get such regulations im- port. ities when our customs e on them a tedious delay in \ ling to a former director of the hy ‘ he state is like to come off se 1 be Hh ght have ended the proceedings there, for it was the logical place to quit, but B ist couldn't do it Emmett Raine ul roiled him, and the nature of th ! ye had stirred his sense of fair pla : ifter rapping with his knuckles for ler, Old Granite Face cleared his throat i delivered a sort of summing up: ne busine looks to me like spite work, pure and simple. And attorney for he athlant has tired this court most to leath with references to statutes that don’t ipp ind half-baked decisions that have bearing on the matter at issue Nowada too much mind paid in ir courts to technicalities and other fool hh nesse ind too little regard is had for the meat of things. This case before the irt involve omething higher than mar ule law The charge against the de fendant seeks to imperil the very law of Nature herself. Common sense and good ence dictate that a rooster has a God right to crow Every true American ist wish this right to be held untram mele d inviolate any time he cares to exercise it. just as free peech is the inalien ible rig! i free men And here and now twa to go on record that never it abridge one r the other of these t t “ ther at the behest of a squirrel vied attorney. or to conform to some j-cor lered statute, or to follow some puny precedent. This is a court of justice It will be administered according to law so mg as the law 1s cor mant with justice, but where justice and law part company, and the law part company. fire ahead te ame ad your complaint, it I tell you right now I won't entertain Miz Abernathy, you are free to go, and long may the clarion eall of your lusty bird keep you attuned to God's universe.” There's no use talking — when it came to eal oratory Ben could hold up his end with iny of them. Demit Sparger himself had o finer flow of language That ended the business and court ad surned, but you should have seen the spec- tators crowd around Ben and the widow » congratulate them and shake their inds! I don't know which enjoyed the eater triumph, but a lot of people went away from that room prophesying Ben Rust’s speech would put him in line for ind nothing on earth could stop e senate Com- merce, ‘‘There are terminal costs to a steamship company totaling from four to six thousand dollars a day for each day a vessel is held in port because of delays.” Ocean transportation is a highly com- petitive business, and shipowners have to reckon closely the probability of delays involving the idleness of ship and crew. Unfortunately our customs procedure holds up vessels at our ports for a period that is always substantial and is sometimes pro tracted to many days. Officials of regular lines, it is true, acquire a familiarity with the regulations that enables them some- times to reduce the de lay to a few hours But the typical commerce carrier that seeks business wherever its services are in de- mand finds the delay adh more serious and in the event of a misunderstanding and a consequent failure to follow the pre- scribed procedure its owners incur heavy penalties In order to safeguard the customs the formalities for making entry must be rigorously discharged, and the regulations for handling and unloading merchandise are strict and detailed. From their arrival till they are unladen and cleared vessels remain in customs custody. Such as are designated by the Treasury as common carriers may, if they wish, upon giving bond and paying double compensation to weighers and inspectors, receive or dis- charge cargo at night and on Sundays or holidays; all others are permitted to load and unload only during the usual business hours in open day The entry of goods is little less time consuming than that of vessels. Dutiable merchandise cannot leave the wharf until it is weighed, gauged or measured. Dis putes are frequent with regard to valua- tion, obliterated marks, damaged goods or Bureau of Foreign and Domestic THE SATURDAY EVENING POST broken packages, and this impedes the flow of all goods away from the piers. Conges- tion results, which delays further discharge of cargo and adds to costs and charges. The matter is made worse by practices that under our present system cannot be pre- vented. A committee of the San Francisco Cham- ber of Commerce reports: ‘“‘ We found that many times consignees are unfair in making the custom house an excuse for keeping merchandise on the wharf longer than it should be kept, and congestion . . . is frequently a case of juggling in order to secure free storage on the piers.” Such practices of course in a free would be impossible. The commercial advantages afforded by a free port are obvious. But opposition to it in this country has been strong enough to prevent from taking any action. The opposition evidently grows out of a belief that thereisa close connection between free ports and free trade, and to the staunch protectionist anything that smacks of free trade is a vicious innovation. It was doubtless to remove the stigma attached to the name that the bill reported by the Senate Committee on Commerce substi- tuted for “free port”’ the term “foreign- trade zone.” In the hearings held by the Committee on Ways and Means in October, 1919, Mr. Fordney, the chairman of the committee, pronounced a free zone to be the handmaid of free trade. Mr. W. Wakeman, the alert secretary of the Protective Tariff League, said a free zone is a step toward free trade and a menace to the honest administration of the customs. Mr. W. M. Wood, president of the American Woolen Company, telegraphed to the committee that a ‘‘free zone is against the interest of port ( Songress OLD GRANITE FACE (Continued from Page 15 ‘This ain’t the last of it,”” was Emmett Rainey’s parting shot, and Mrs. Dill glared daggers at the widow. Indeed it was not In spite of the set back and the very evident trend of popular sympathy, the Dills bowed their necks and swore out an amended complaint against Mrs. Abernathy and her Plymouth Rock rooster under Article 193, Revised Criminal Code of Texas, and although Old Granite Face had publicly warned them that he would not entertain it, for some reason he went back on his word and not only let them execute the complaint but prepared a warrant. This set out that the sheriff any constable of Muleshoe County was commanded to arrest Mrs. Fay Abernathy and bring her before the justice of the peace on the twenty-second day of November at eleven o'clock A.M., then and there to answer to the State of Texas for an offense against the laws of said state, to wit—for unlawfully disturbi a congregatior he embled for re ligious worship in Muleshoe County on November fourteenth Nobody could understand why Ben gave in this way or why he would issue a warrant for a widow woman on such paltry rong It made the Dills very suspicious, too, for they had anticipated a peremptory re fusal; but Emmett Rainey was jubilant ‘Why did he do it? Because he had to do it—that’s why. He bluffed as long as he was able, but when Rust was up against the law he soon knuckled under,” said Emmett. ‘That's always the way with these mossbacks who think they know it all.” Emmett seemed to derive a lot of satisfaction out of his victory. The town was filled with people the morning of the trial, and an hour before court opened nobody could get within gun- shot of the court room. Old-timers declared there were more folks around the square than on any First Monday in the history of Four Oaks. Everybody expected Old Granite Face would suddenly call it off and give the Dills a fine lecture, but he didn’t do any such thing. He let the case proceed exactly as though he weren't the least bit interested and had never heard of the charge before. The widow announced she wanted to be tried by a jury and the first six talesmen were selected without a challenge; in a justice-of-the-peace court the juries consist of only six. Then Emmett Rainey put Mrs. Dill on the stand and in response to direct examination she swore that her de- votions and the devotions of all the other seen he worshipers assembled in the Second Church on Sunday, November fourteenth, had been disturbed by the constant crowing of a Plymouth Rock rooster belonging to Mrs. Abernathy. Emmett had a couple of other witnesses on hand, friends of Mrs. Dill, who were prepared to swear to the same thing. But they never got the chance, for as soon as Rainey had concluded his direct examination Old Granite Face sat up with a jerk, stared at Mrs. Dill over his spec- tacles, and demanded to be informed how she knew it was Mrs. Abernathy’s rooster that did the crowing. Had she seen the rooster? Well, of course that ended it. Mrs. Dill had not seen the rooster, but she had recog- nized the Plymouth Rock by his crow—he had a sort of deep, hoarse crow like he might have a cold. She admitted there were plenty of other roosters in the neigh- borhood and some of them did crow bass, too, but—well, she just knew it was Miz Abernathy’s bird, and that’s all there was to ‘it. ‘And on such flimsy evidence you swear to a complaint against a neighbor and cause her arrest. Nothing has been sub- mitted to identify this Plymouth Rock rooster. The court directs the jury to bring in a verdict of ‘Not guilty.’ ‘Furthermore, the court is of opinion that defendant has ample grounds for an action for damages.” It was a regular whizzbang and it laid the Dills and their attorney out flat. The audience rocked with laughter, and from that day on Emmett Rainey had no, more chance of getting elected to office than I have. When he did announce for the legis- lature and tried to hold a meeting the crowd broke it up by crowing, and after six months Emmett gave up and went to Ari zona, where, he said, they could appreciate brains. Going out of the court room Mrs. Dill was in such a rage she couldn’t keep quiet. ‘That’s all very well!’’ she shrilled above the laughter and hand clapping. “I know! I know why you take her side—and so does everybody else.” The court paid no attention to this shaft. “But I'll get even with her yet! She cain’t call me names and get away with it. How’ d you like if she called you pore white trash? Old Granite Face didn’t answer the first time she asked him, but when Mrs. Dill tarried to repeat the question he gave a February 4, 1922 industrial America.”’ Ar other r manufac- turer opposed it, because “It is high time that the manufacturer be put first, and not the interest of the importer.”” Mr. Oxnard, of the American Beet Sugar Company, denounced a free zone as ‘‘a subtle attacl on the national policy of protection,” asserting that it would enable foreigners to dump low-cost products at our doors to await favorable market conditions, and that our reéxport of foreign merchandise merely means the displacement of the ex port of our own domestic products. There were many other witnesses before the con mittee with similar testimony It is clear that these opinions are oat ti a misur “~ ‘rstanding of the nature and f tions of free ports. The report acco eens ing the Senate bill for establishing foreig: trade zones says that the Republican members of the Committee on Commerce gave special attention to the claim that the measure was a device to undermine the protective-tariff system; and they the conclusion that it — in affect the principles of « ee el I protection or for revenue; ” the t has any special relation to ia system ‘it is espe- cially desirable in connection with the er forcement of a protective tariff and will strengthen rather than weaken that policy This report says most truly: ‘“‘The pros perity of a nation depends upon the extent and activity of domestie and foreig trade. No nation, howeve of maintaining itself upon its own rs will interdict all foreign trade World relations are becoming more and more inti mate and interdependent. The ! fect the means of intercourse the bett is for business, and the nation that has the most efficient instruments of commerce wi secure the greatest trade.” more good from foreign hat made her madde i in a gentle voice, “But I'n not poor white trash.”’ “Well, how’d you like it if she called you the kind of trash you is?” And away she went. It may be that Mrs. grounds for suit against the Dills, but grounds are all she would ever hi: out of it, because the Dills owned 1 to be sued on and had been judgment-] for years. So that idea never got ver I couple of nights after the trial a letter was shoved under Old Granite Face’s do sometime between midnight and sunup. It was not there when the ju before going to bed, yet when she Rt to open morning. -And if there ever was a seared darky it was that cook, learr where the letter came from. Yet she might have known something like thi would happen! It all came of that no-account husband of hers bringing a nto th house; the minute he done it s it would fetch bad luck. To fend the ev which this omen portended Benny grabbe a black cat belonging to one of the neigh killed it and boiled the head until a bors, piece of white bone bobbed to the surtace Then she was jake; that white bone meant good luck all her days; she put i leather bag, tied it to a ribbon so wear it around her neck, and went about her business with a tranquil mind Here is the letter: she coule Four Oaks, November 24, 1920 To Hts Honor Ben Rust, PEACE Herewith inclosed is a ten-dollar | ( JUSTICE OF TH y deliver on our ac vith the requ ymouth Rock h It is the cpir conve er > signed that ‘the great A of ode should be en uated. The eye of the Unknown hath seen ar constantly observe. Mene Mene Tekel Upharsin KNIGHTS OF THE KU KLUX KLAN, CHAP Realm of Texa If the Unknown did constantly observe it assuredly got an eyeful during the next fortnight. Mrs. Dill’s pup died, very sud denly and painfully, and she accused her neighbor of having poisoned it. The widow did not deny that the pup came to his end through adventuring on her premises, but (Continued on Page 53)

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{| Continued from Page 48 ‘ . So he made all ready Just a made to seize the darky whisked him o eight vears wit ita t One time a argued that if a trespasser ate poison in- was setting out, his dog ran under an auto- and nobody could get further trace of either client had actually entered his office, b tended for rats it was his own lookout and mobile and was crippled. jen had i them that ght Junius happened to be out, trying to sw would learn him to keep out. fixed up, but he would be out of the game **It’s a bad busines iid the president 1 mule team Then sor ebody flung a deceased cat for the remainder of the seasor ind Uf of the I t State Bank t Jen Rust as they Well, the whole wretched traged { ver the fence into Mrs. Abernathy’s call of the fields was not to be re ted eturned | eward I'm afraid the threshed out at the inquest, and t} i 4 } ywwerbed. Mrs yr it out Now there wa only one ther bird aog nen that nigger charge i murder wa br ight ar i, ~ and somehow or ot} traveled in the county which could pare wit! ‘It’s like they w ve don’t watch out Atticu Pe ‘ Por Ben Ru S\ ! rth by east and lar ’ back the injured Pete, and it | nged to Buck lf a white mar idl } ed Buck it wouldn't about it while at the Widow A yard. Toa proud far Lily this was antl lit, Dill Old Granite Face id little trafi tye > bad t Ist ewa { ry ed it and the Dills threw it back with Dill and held him ir ght esteem, but ‘Sure, it we In’t. He was fixing to rob ip | ecaut wa Viol \ After that the cat started to travel It the freemaso ry ol sport esta! hed a bi | Miz Abernat nen roost, wa the? He is darkne fell he pe ‘ it ‘7 went hurtling back and forth across the P ed k, anyt i right to be there 1, f eve A he , § fence for the better part of a week, until ed Mr D Bu ] ire t ga t the he j finally it really began to show the wear and inite | e had | fora ( I t ! ( i r i j le Vis widow would the log, alter the The ba ylance eWIst 1 t i ‘ ‘ ’ I It, a ays act te hi l the k ( ( é ( be i] n the sw e Dill childrer , Be colors as a fine good : ld loft it with beautiful aecurac nd I know that why I ght DD ‘ what the Doc Poe as a me ‘ i | Mrs. Aberr daughter, Mi ‘ é ight not be u ! 1) tinued Old G te Face Give 1 few | 1) \ May, woul with a gesture I could take |} i i WI D Sure é et esteemed a i i t { superb contempt and spurn the thing how he persiste he didn’t do it egro sought f | ! Dill domain. To do her justice, “No, I don’t Beside Buck done sent “No, I don't ean that 1 me t t ictua me fe " ‘ Va Minnie May yielded to this that dawg awa He ain’t the 7 ‘ the automobilk too, for ow t I R natural impulse of retaliation only tv ice, If mu like you can lo i rse *Uh-huh.” ‘ itt t that gl te for she had just graduated from a girls’ Sent him aw In the f the Wi he 1 he |} hool in Missouri and stickler bird season?”’ « ‘ & peace that an auto f ed ped | fe) I led f for the proprietic t wcked be me ‘ ~ he} t itside the I e and woke t i i begged her mother to eat and iM y ext thing he heard was a ¢ hot rig e sh ‘ t the D nd. It I don’t know Anyl } 1 f f the ba ind whe ‘ 1 e of wa ty ! 1 to the cat by that | iv And Mr l) ‘ Le the aut obile was te g down t ' time, and Mrs. Abernathy did not try: but. what she thought of | lay B gee nstead of sk ket back to the Dills do his face t ! irted ly é | he hired Atticus Ps es Poe to ren e it Old Granite Face hurried | " ‘ Iso iM 2 Old G j The Dill-Aber hy f ! i godsend é » find Buc 1} ‘ h } } A Atticus Per ce it provided hir hir fitw I inte Ld e'd | 1 ‘ ‘ i th a ste i job, the which he had bee W ove t the ¢ He ! \ ra ( ! I I e we The widow engaged hi had lat be ‘ | é vork around the | e--not that she Lazine liquor f Well re I i t nee led Doc, be« iuse there was little ip t the w id had 1 i i Ke ft iO l I 1 the I s ao in the wintert e ¢ ept make the comt t { the cot ‘ ) hid 4 t i ( eM ‘ t es and eep out, but twice recent the put it} » he had tired D | \ r the N A be ithys had bee oused the 1 idie wa \ l y | I t \ et ied WV t f the night | prowl the | | d Indeed. hew 1 or re t } ! H | 1 reckon D | S ebod } 1 come ng near the . it ever j . ‘ e! Op, but each time the ert and treating | right at I e | All Old ¢ e Face could do I ! ( iuntless Pl yuth Rock rooster had given State Bank, which would ead t } heck to the Pe é G B ely é < t ( re re fixing to steal Alonz de- refused further cr t ere | = \ ( ID i ed M Abernathy, and it did look Bu hounding |} 1 ke \ by me to } hat wa out of | I rhe w i owed | " I i I f Therefore she paid Doc a generous weekly living, and he aimed t y pet t ) 1d t 1 t r I the I id to work for her and sleep on the Lawing is a sorry busine best and t M4 eu 7 re The Abernathys had no ot v= lat il I thie if ) tr. It ee pe i ‘ nt lp eed to { ! if ) DAs . t \ as do most of the houses of malignant toward Ds rats 1) 1 it without ‘ vell-to-do th colored 2 e, so Dox t eve i e dead ul t ( in the barr A the ct Ken coop I othice t t, beca ) | i t i | ined ag S &@ b | | f l ‘ e] i) ! ered fri t emed | , Pe eval ) | é } t } } f gemeé he widow gave | Although he had never } ‘ é t and tyun as a a a ed fights, fo yme re da i } i Att ] Pericl to use t he |! i a | ne the t f } I he he 1 a thief be ‘ » } ‘ Me | | Ain't 1 af 1, mawm, Doe 1 fta | ( eye And | eace f I I | ‘ | P f ‘ n } wn a , he ere e. |

} No-o, I don’t re he will, Mr frier warned her r er { D | | | j t’s why I hired tl I f t Buck Dill t | h 1) Re ‘ t more cl} ‘ ' yyer State | turned NJ Four Oal eight e cent ‘ f I e, lett that bo ha a not i x t \ ke to hurt ebod heard t i \ i : rhe low laughed Shucks, no! Do tote a ¢ f t ‘ ent dn’t hit a barn d Be od He never ha , : } ts to ey ! ise I A d A be eda i f t 1d ft We're ef ) Spe ven] tohow port of a ¢ ‘ i ‘ ce throug na | if ‘ j 1 hat ’ j } } ‘ I trie ‘ : » 7 act \\ i would like é heard 1d nout ior elp Poe } ‘ | lrag ( f it ind t aire f the t : c . A . f of happine r and yr out, and t ‘ Wi t reproach and a st f pod Ib k D The At Ul t ‘ I i t I yn of the town. face had been blown o i the ‘ ‘ trusted to the nes ind ther mebody laughe . a i he iarried men shook their heads dole- betwee the f | and t ( | t eda t ict ! i ed in, but it w r Here was a in who could go ft ning the wid ‘ i) ‘ Lo Aa elled to I . luck shooting whensoever he wanted rf rooster I ed t e qué V before they ra ho could play dominoes every night It looked like an oper t t} t g betwee What're v t i i e week if so minded, who had good Buck had tried to get « \ er A t repeats th ] ind r I mey as he re juired Abernat Dy stealing ’ ! ‘ t ) | l | I g | ' needs, yet aimed It looked and the r ha } ‘ e flying in the face of Providence, and could recognize Bu I lhe f t But he didn’t I would have warned Old Granite Face ghast njurie tne larea, but 1 know how it o1a DY! NI lit w n tne t t 1) A ed te gust f1 j here are always so many possible flare omebody woke up } vidow t } tot I le of the st but ttled, Rust. It to n ling in an affair of th he identified | wit hrie that ( g fear tareturn to Four the same ption. And their wives contem-_ terrible to heat ( expose him to the noose or a And then Old G ; ited the prospective making-over of this Che crowd cast e us t \ wyt lvised m to ip and | nfirmed old bachelor with a sort of tight- Poe and several men on the ge of it ( ‘ t Yes, he had 30 ed g irted whisper toge [ ‘ H ‘ Bu ) t We had some lovely weather in Decem- _ th ptoms, of course erest g gon He’s a ber, cold and crisp and sparkling, and ceased his prote ) f ence. He ¢ ted | elf D ‘ f ywward the end of the month Old Granite begged Constable Dan Frizze to take | tt ‘ ihe neg 1d tt N ¢ ig! Face decided that business would keep a yuick and lock him up before the t | iim him and I hard f f ¢ ynducted a real estate and loan office ly 1 him, and Dan acted on the plea J is f grabbing the case wh«

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Continued from Page 53) exultation and hope from the prisoner. They shut him up quick, and in the first reaction handled Doc pretty roughly. ‘What's this you're giving us, Rust? Don’t try to stall,” shouted the leader. “I want to warn you if it is a stall you're like to get in bad.” “Men, it’s gospel truth. The found in the body we Abernathy barn is not that of Buck Dill.” “But, dad burn it, his own widow identi- fied it! How do you get around that?” ‘That will be cleared up, too, very soon. But Doctor Peeler will verify what I say the dead man is not Buck Dill. I inspected the body. It is that of a man twenty pounds heavier. Buck had a big birthmark just below the right armpit I’ve seen it a hundred times in swimmin’ when we were kids—and there’s none on the corpse. Doc- tor Peeler fixed Buck’s teeth not more’n two months ago. Well, the dead man’s teeth weren’t hurt by that charge of buck- shot, -_ they ain’t Dill’s teeth.” The lynching party just sat there and gaped. T hen some of them began to swear in a dazed, helpless sort of way. The props had been knocked clean from under them; they stubbornly wanted to cling to their original idea, and yet Ben Rust appeared to have irrefutable evidence. Those in the front cars called to those behind to find out what they ought to do; the leaders alighte d to confer. At las t: **Say, Rust!” ‘Yes? “Who the Sam Hill was it got killed, then? And who done it?” “That will be cleared up, also, within forty-eight hours.” “But—but—man alive, he was _ shot with the that?” It was plain from the way the lynching party leaned forward question revived their might be guilty after all. “Right! He was shot with the nigger’s gun. But the nigger hadn’t had that gun for two days, and was afraid to admit it to Miz Abernathy. It had been stole from him. And the man who did the murder flung the gun down when he flung the body. And then he drifted.” They demanded how he “T can’t tell nigger’s gun! How d’you explain rest of the that this hopes that Doe knew all this. you just now. But, men, give me three days—-give me forty-eight hours. I'll tell you this much: I’ve found out who bought the buckshot that was used and where he bought it. You've got the had no more murder than I did.” ‘Now, bless you for that, Mr. Ben! May the Lawd as “And if you lynch him you'll lyne man and will regret it to dying day.” Still they hesitated. Doubt of the outcome prompted Rust to *h an innocent your say: “‘I tell you what I'll do. Here’s a proposition: Give me forty-eight hours to prove what I’ve said. In the meantime you return the prisoner to the county jail. If I don’t produce, you can easily get om again, looks like. It only short ride for you.” means a “Why not just keep him ourselves?” “No,” said the justice of the peace firmly; ‘something might happen.” “We'll promise not to molest him, and to treat him good.” “No, sir Something might happen. Some other niggers might try to get him out, or “We'd like “Well, I ence 1s The leaders of the party withdrew to talk it over. By and by they summoned others to join them, and pretty soon they were all arguing and wrangling. Finally, however, they came to an agreement and the spokesman informed Old Granite Face that they accepted his proposal. “We'll take him back,” he announced. “But, mind, if you fail to prove your words by this time Thursday night he’s a gone nigger. For we'll snake him out again, and then there'll be a party, sure enough.” “That’s satisfactory,”” cried Rust, and he accompanied the leaders on their return to the county seat, where they dumped the negro out on the ground in front of the jail, yelled to the sheriff that they had left a package for him and departed. Old Granite Face drove to the Junction through the biting blasts and sleet of a sudden norther, and caught the express for the southwest at three a.m. And thirty » to see them try.” wouldn’t. That’s the differ-

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was electrified b Dill had border He wa hours later Four Oaks receipt of a telegram that Buck been arrested at a town on thi whilst trying to cross into Mexico. held on a charge of murder. Hardly had we recovered from the first numbing shock of this bulletin when we learned that Mrs. Dill was also under ar rest as an accessory, that she had beer taken into custody in the very act of board- ing a train at the Junction to go and join Buck in Mexico, after having sent the chil dren to stay with their grandmother unti they could be sent for. It came out that 3uck Dill had shot and killed a peddk by the name of Pasquale, who had drift into town; that he had dressed him in hi own clothes and deposited him in the Abernathy barn; that the object of th crime was to realize on a two-thousand dollar insurance policy on Buck’s life, and that his wife had aided and abetted him ir planning the fraud and the killing. The whole countryside was agog. ness simply came to a standstill in Oaks, and agriculture went to pot How had Ben Rust found it all out What made him suspect the dead man wa not Buck Dill? And how did he know where Buck had fled? Doc Poe’s assertior that he had heard an automcbile drive uy then the discharge of a gun, was apparent! substantiated. Of course that must have been the murderer bringing the body there and he fired one shot in the air to make Busi Four look like the nigger had done the shooting And say, wasn’t it slick of him to figure the thing out the way he did — ng it im possible to recognize the face, that way and dressing the peddler up in aa ow! = Whoever would have thought Buck Dill had enough brains! But how the tarnation did Old Granite Face ever happen to suspicion the trick? They could scarcely contain themselve until he returned. Scores of persons kept ringing up his house to find out when h m ight be expecta d, and scores more called there for news. A few even went over t the Junction to meet the train on which it was said he would come. But they missed Ben. He got out on the other side and, re turning to Four Oaks by another route, had four or five hours to attend to his ow: affairs before it was established beyon question that he was back. oe guess what!”’ shouted Reb Rid dell, bursting in on me. “The ol’ ! Dad | urn it son-of gun has stole a march on u if he ain’t slic k!” ‘*What’s he been up to now?” “Why, con arn his eye ’ bellowed Ret

who was besi delight sarn his eye gone and g married! Oh, we is expecting i sooner or lates vy it was like t happen. » rprising Lt isn’t even S say, Reb, i t the widow just a mite old for Ben?” “Widow, nothin’! sv didn’t hitch u with the widow. He went and married t} daughter—- Minnie May.” In my opinion no man in Mul ) County has ever enj yyed such a persona triumph as Ben Rust did. They coul have made more of a fuss over |} if } had been President of the United State “*Shucks, there was nothing to it!’’ he kept saying. ‘I knew Buck Dill had sent away his bird dog weeks ago, and so | figured he must be fixing.to go too. Yo know what he ‘thought of t that dog Be sides, a man may up and leave his wife an children, but he’ll never go off and leave hi bird dog. Well, I found out where he’d sent Mac and that he hadn’t sold him, so wher this thing broke I just put two and two to gether, and sure enough they made four ‘*We wired, on a chance, for them to nal Buck if he showed up, and he did. Ths insurance people gave us a clew, and t helped. Why, it was as simple as A B C Perhaps so, but to my mind Ben Rust deserves a lot of ere dit. He gotittoo. Ar right on top of all this glory came news that the § » Supre me Court had sustained his de cision’ in the MacQuistion versus Sout} Fork Valley Railroad case. “Yes, sir, we'll know from now or judge, whether chickens is livestock o not,” exclaimed the reporter from the county se at, who was in Four Oaks to writ about the murder for paper “The Supreme Court has sustained you o every point.” Old Granite Face eyed him sourly ove his spectacles, and then he snapped out “They have, have they? All the same, | still believe I was right.”

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THE SATURDAY GETTING ALONG IN JOURNALISM (Continued from Page 7) any amount of money, that he was achiev- ing the great ambition of his life in the development of a great and prosperous newspaper, and that he loved the work and loved the Sun beyond any other considera- tion. I might have added that there was not money enough in the world to buy the Sun for Cleveland’s friends—but I didn’t. I fear I was not very enthusiastic, for Cleveland spoke up with a bit of abrupt- ness: “‘ Well, what can we do about it?” I replied that all I could do was go back to New York, make some inquiries, and let Lyman know the result; and with that my visit to the White House ended. Soon afterward I sent word to Lyman that the Sun was not for sale to anybody at any price. I saw Cleveland twice afterwards, and Lamont many times, but the subject of the purchase of the Sun was not men- tioned again. One afternoon a lady who had done some special writing for the Sun approached my desk, smiling and in great glee. She whis- pered: “President Cleveland is going to be married in a few weeks. I know all about it. What will you give for the complete exclusive story?” Cleveland was a bachelor forty-nine years old at that time, and he had been President for more than a year. His sister, Miss Rose Elizabeth Cieveland, was living with him and was the so-called mistress of the White House. Rumor had credited her with a prodigality of enjoyment of her en- vironment, also with somewhat decided notions of how an executive mansion should be run which did not articulate entirely with those of her big brother. She was an intense prohibitionist. She wore her hair short when she first went to the White House. She had a brisk mind of her own. I mentioned a modest sum to the smiling lady, as a sort of starter in the negotiation, expecting to bid higher of course, but somewhat to my surprise and wonderment she confided that she was not so much in- terested in the money as she was in seeing the fact of the proposed wedding printed in the Sun. Mr. Cleveland’s Marriage I asked her whether she or someone else was chiefly interested in having it printed; and if someone else, who might the lady or gentleman be. And she replied that she would tell me sometime, but under no cir- cumstances was she or her source of in- formation to be mentioned in anything we printed. I told her that if she would tell me in confidence the entire narrative of what she knew I would protect her in every way. Thus persuaded she explained every detail of the arrangements for the marriage of the daughter of Cleveland’s old partner to the President in the following June, giv- ing all sources of her information. It was entirely convincing. There could be no doubt of the intended wedding. But here again was that pesky old di- lemma, so frequent in the experience of managing editors—-the possession of a big piece of news, known to be true, but which was being concealed by the parties to it and which could not be verified except by the people most involved. A whirlwind of denials must surely follow its publica- tion. “How can I verify all this?” I asked her. “Where is the bride-elect?” “In Paris, with her mother, getting the trousseau.”’ “Could not Miss Rose Elizabeth Cleve- land verify it?”’ “She would deny it or evade it. Besides, she is not in the White House now. She went back to her old home in Holland Patent sometime ago.” “Tn a huff?” “Yes, in a huff.” ““What was the trouble?” “Maybe she had words with her brother about the wedding. Maybe she is piqued because there is to be a new mistress of the White House. She knows all about it; but the President is going to make her come back to the wedding. He says there isn’t going to be any family nonsense.” “Who else knows about it?” “Some of the President’s old friends in Buffalo: District Attorney Wellington; Wilson S. Bissell, Cleveland’s law partner; Miss Ida Gregg, an old friend of the bride-to-be; Cleveland’s brother, the Rev. William Cleveland, knows about it, but he won't tell.” The conversation continued until the sion, The Sun’s exclusive announcement of the approaching wedding annoyed Mr. Cleveland very much, as the person who informed the smiling lady had intended it should. Miss Rose Cleveland after three months’ absence returned, as predicted, four days before the marriage, and resumed her place as mistress of the White House until the ceremony was over. It had been intended to keep it all a secret until about twenty-four hours before the marriage, but the Sun started fifty mil- lion tongues wagging six weeks before the event. Colonel Lamont’s Strategy Even Colonel Lamont’s attempt at a bit of final deception failed. The bride-elect and her mother were abroad. The colonel wanted to land them without publicity and put them in temporary seclusion. So he caused to be cabled from London that they were starting for home on the City of Chicago, due in New York on May twenty- seventh. A few days after this announcement the smiling lady reappeared at my desk. “‘Don’t let Colonel Lamont fool you,” she said. ‘They are on the Noordland, and not on the City of Chicago. Both steamships are due here the same day.” The evening of May twenty-seventh saw the flower of New York’s reportorial journalism sitting on the stringpiece of the Quarantine Wharf watching for the City of Chicago and waiting to welcome the White House bride-to-be. Every news- paper in town had a reporter there; but she was not aboard the City of Chicago, and they went back to their offices sadly to report her nonarrival. Meantime the Sun sent two reporters in a tug and they,saw Colonel Lamont trans- fer the young woman and her mother from the Noordland to a revenue cutter, in mid- stream, and rush them to the city. The Sun tug followed. The cutter extinguished her lights to escape the reporters, but to no avail. The Sun reporters followed the party to the hotel even, and printed next morning a long exc lusive circumstantial story of the arrival of the future mistress of the White | House. The marriage was solemnized five days afterwards. Colonel Lamont was one of the finest of men. His boyhood was passed in Cortland, New York, and he was an editor of the Albany Argus when Cleveland as governor selected him io be his private secretary. Lamont went with Cleveland to Washington to be the President’s private secretary. Cleveland afterward made him Secretary of War. At the time of his death, in 1905, Lamont was a vice-president of the North- ern Pacific Railroad. He possessed great executive ability and surpassing political sagacity. He was delightfully loyal to his friends. The managing editor is the executive | officer of the newspaper. His first duty is to carry out the policies of the editor in | chief or the owner. He is responsible for what goes into the paper. He is supposed to know what is going on in every hemi- sphere and in every island of the sea and | to have it properly presented in the news | columns. He must read constantly the other newspapers and periodicals to know what they are printing and what of their contents should be printed in his own next edition. He hires the staff, except the editorial writers, fixes the salaries, obtains and directly supervises the matter for every column except the editorial page. 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a ee A __ s, (Continued from Page 59) He decides questions in dispute. His best asset should be good judgment judgment what not to print as well as what should be printed; judgment as to relative news values, whether to give one, two or three columns to an unexpected piece of news that explodes in Washington, Dawson City or off Montauk Point; judgment whether to chance a libel suit in one article or the infringement of copyright in another; whether to minimize a social or a politic al movement or boom it; and when these questions are flashed on this unfortunate man just as the edition is going to press his must be a quick as well as a decisive judgment. The managing editor has to deal with men of all ages and of all experiences. The staff includes cranks and enthusiasts, stu- dents and philosophers, men of every race and religion, whose illuminated intelligence reflects every phase of eccentricity, every degree of sanity as well as every perfection of common sense—men of intelligence, ear- nestness, sensitiveness, filled with ambi- tion, alive with interest, and seeking above all to succeed in the business. The managing editor needs the coépera- tion of these men. His first purpose should be to inspire them to loyalty to the paper and to do good work, to take pride in their work. A loyal staff is full of suggestion, will go to extremes in support of its leader; an indifferent staff is silent. It depends largely on how the staff is treated by the management whether it is loyal or indif- ferent. The managing editor should mingle freely with the staff, should come in per- sonal contact with the writers in every de- partment, should talk with them about their work, should understand their meth- ods of work, should have exact knowledge of their shortcomings as well as of their abilities. To have the right man in the right place is perhaps more essential in the newspaper usiness than in any other. The leader soon gets a reputation among all the workers in the town. He can do much toward attract- ing the best writers to his staff. If he be- comes known as a good man to work under he has accomplished a lot. Now you cannot manage a newspaper staff as you might a section gang building a railroad. It is not to be expected that in- telligent, sensitive writers will spring to their work, will do better work, while smarting under severe reproof or constant nagging. If they do, it is because they fear to lose their jobs, rather than from zeal. Not much good newspaper work is done under an uplifted club. Little else than re- sentment results from angry words. Mr. Dana’s Splendid Leadership Qne reason for Mr. Dana’s success may be found in his splendid leadership. He inspired the confidence of his helpers by his surpassing knowledge of the business. He encouraged them by his recognition and appreciation of superior work, and his ab- solute justice toward them. He fascinated them by his genial ways. Everybody loved him and would do anything for him. The editor of ability who endears himself to his staff surely will make a great newspaper. The editor whose ability is not respected, who does not recognize good service, who is constantly nagging a complaining and finding fault and arousing resentment—he will see his circulation slipping away and his influence diminishing. A newspaper staff is made up of delicately constituted, sensitive, self-respecting men and women. It is encouraging and inspiring to a news- paper writer to feel that he has the confi- dence of his editors, and I feel that I cannot better advise the young man in journalism than to urge the utmost judgment in the choice of helpers and then to stand by them. Instill into your staff the same confi- dence that you have in yourself and you will have a loyal band of able and faithful enthusiasts. Mr. Paul Dana grew up in a literary and a newspaper envircxment. His father was surrounded by schvuiars and writers. The young man enjoyed the constant compan- ionship of the great editor, whose delight in him was unconcealed and a joy to be- hold. After graduation from Harvard Mr. Paul Dana went on the Sun staff as a writer of editorial articles, and almost im- mediately he assumed the editorship in his father’s absence, a responsibility that in- creased as the chief’s holiday trips latterly became of longer duration. THE SATURDAY On Mr. Dana’s death, in 1897, Paul Dana purchased a controlling interest in the property for the Dana estate and he continued to be the editor ir chief until 1903. He was practically the editor of the Sun for more than ten years. His general newspaper policy coincided with that of his father. He retained the old staff and en- deared himself to its members by his ap- preciation of their good work and ‘by his kindly consideration. -He was a fine chief to work under and to work with. He paid much attention to details of other parts of the newspaper as well as to the editorial page—more than his father had. He criti- cized little slips with more severity and was more interested in the presentation of the news. He was greatly absorbed in the con- solidations that made the Greater New York and he msisted on the printing of broadsides about them. The Sun’s staff, under Mr. Paul Dana, bent to its work with the same loyalty and enthusiastic good will as when under his father. The managing editor of a big newspaper stands as a sort of buffer between the staff and the editor in chief or the owner. The staff constantly seeks increase in salary; the business office constantly urges re- trenchment. The staff wants to whoop things up, wants to display the spectacu- lar; the editor insists on conservatism. In a dozen other ways the jolly conflict goes on. Everybody kicks the managing editor until he knows not the joy of living. But he finds great satisfaction if he is so for- tunate as to have the support of his supe- riors. I do not recall that Charles A. Dana ever made an unjust criticism. He criti- cized often, but always he was right. He had worked in every department of a news- paper and he understood the difficulties. Mr. Laffan’s Editorship William M. Laffan, who purchased the Sun in 1902 and continued to be its owner and director until his death, in 1909, was similarly considerate. Everybody enjoyed working under him, and those who knew him well were delighted with his abundance of wit and good Saliowebie. Mr. Dana was very fond of him, made him dramatic critic and general writer on art topics and of edi- torial articles, and on the death of Isaac W. England, in 1884, made Laffan business manager of the Sun. Laffan wrote some of the finest editorial articles ever printed. His manuscript was like copperplate and he rarely changed a word in revision. Usually he wrote readily end rapidly, but one night he got a bad case of writer’s stage fright, as so many newspaper men have had when forced to write under time limit. It was the first- night New York performance of Henry Irving, in 1883, the most important dra- matic event there for a quarter of a cen- tury, for Irving’s fame had preceded him. Something especially fine was expected of the dramatic critic. As Laffan entered the office he somewhat nervously inquired of the managing editor, “How much time have I?” and the answer was, ‘“‘An hour and a half for the first edi- tion, and another hour for the second.” The critic bent over his desk, wrote a few words and then tore up the sheet on which they were written. Then he wrote three or four sentences, and again tore up the sheet. He could not concentrate. He became agi- tated over the thought that he had so short a time in which to describe and criticize the great event for a newspaper that prided itself on the excellence of its critiques. At the end of an hour the managing editor, sensing that things were going wrong, strolled into the critic’s room. The floor was white with torn-up copy paper, and the critic was gazing ata Seek sheet, on which not a word had been written. He simply could not write under the pressure of lim- ited time. He became yet the more helpless as the hour for getting to press approached Nothing appeared in the first edition, and little indeed of Laffan’s matter in the second. The reporter sent to the theater opening to look out for news and the names of distinguished persons there did his part, and the few wanieat criticism Laffan wrote were sandwiched into it. Laffan cared little for the theater, and after he ceased to be critic, some of his friends say, he never went near a theatrical performance. Writer’s stage fright, as it is called in newspaper offices, is common enough, espe- cially with writers of limited experience. Even the veterans in the business get. it occasionally. They are compelled to write EVENING POST suffering or mental anguish, find them- selves unable to concentrate or to reason, and as a final stimulant to panic or acute agitation someone shouts to them: “Hurry up, you have only fifteen more minutes in which to finish.” Laffan was born in Dublin and he was educated in Trinity College. He did news- paper work in San Francisco and Baltimore before going to the Sun, and he became conspicuous in the world of art for his ex- pert knowledge of Oriental porcelains, wood engraving and oil painting. As a newspaper preerieter he was not less ag- gressive and decided than were the Danas. Indeed it was said of him that he drove business away instead of attracting it, for if advertisers objected in the slightest to his methods he fired them out of the place. In his book, The Story of the Sun, Frank O’Brien tells of Laffan’s attacks on a rail- way magnate and how the railway man’s agent came around with thousands of dol- lars’ worth of advertising which he pro- pea to have in the Sun. A clerk told Laffan that the agent wanted to see him. ‘Tell him to see the advertising man- ager,”’ said Laffan. “He insists on seeing you,” clerk. “Tell him to go to hell,”’ said Laffan. The Sun sent seven or eight men to re- port the Spanish War and they had great difficulty in delivering their news. Nothing could be sent from Cuba. Everything was carried by dispatch boat to Haiti and cabled from there at great ex- pense, and when finally landed in New York the government censor held it up at will. The correspondents did their best to beat the censor. One evening a message came that read something like this, the names being those of Sun men: “ Anderson has gone to Kingston, Lloyd is here, Car- roll is on the yacht. Jack Ocher is with the troops in Guant4namo, Armstrong with Shafter.””, What could all this mean? The managing editor knew exactly where every man was. Oh! Jack Ocher, Jack Ocher, who was Jack Ocher? Why, Yellow Jack of course. Yellow fever had broken out among the troops at Guantanamo. The sender had beaten the censor and the Sun had beaten the other newspapers. answered the Early Morning Penny Ante The reporting of the Spanish War was most unsatisfactory. ways, sometimes so hopelessly congested that correspondents sent their news by way of isthmus stations, north, through Texas, at a cable rate of two dollars a word. News came along three or four days late at times, and not in the order sent. A message dated on Saturday might be delivered before one dated on the previous Tuesday. Even the | United States Government was without information. It asked for the Sun's news in the following language: The Navy Department would be obliged for any information the Sun has by cable about the movements of Spanish vessels from St. Vin- cent or elsewhere, The Sun sent two yachts to Cuba and later entered into combination with two other newspapers so that their fleet was composed of six dispatch boats. These boats followed each other daily in a round of service carrying news from the southern ports of Cuba to Kineton, Jamaica, a dis- tance of some two hundred and fifty miles. As there was no way by which they could communicate with each other their move- ments were directed by cable from the managing editor’s desk in the Sun office. The delays in cabling made it a very un- satisfactory arrangement, but no better way was devised. Getting to the office a bit late one after- noon after Mr. Dana had gone I found a note on my desk that read: Dear Mr. Lord: T understand that gambling games are me od in the office sometimes as late as five o'clock in the morning. This must be stopped. C. A.D. To which reply was made: Dear Mr. Dana: It is quite true that the boys on the long wait who must stay until five o'clock in the morning sometimes play penny ante; also that some of the reporters who need not stay join in the game. Eight of them were laying the other morning when the Hotel Reo al caught fire and so many lives were lost, they all rushed to the fire, and because we (Continued on Page 64) under all sorts of conditions of phgsiond amaica or | _ The cable from Haiti | and Jamaica to Halifax was congested al- | eT ae ee ‘Our Sales Increased $25,000" That’s the result secured by George K. Birely and Sons of Frederick,Maryland,through the use of a Rotospeed Stenc . Duplicator. 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Satisfactory service from HOFFMAN VALVES is guaranteed in writing for Five Full Years. “MORE HEAT FROM LESS = and how they eliminate coal- COAL” is a booklet that tells waste. It is yours for the all about Hoffman Valves asking. Write for it today. HOFFMAN SPECIALTY COMPANY, INC. Main Office and Factory, Waterbury, Conn. BOSTON NEW YORK CHICAGO LOS ANGELES ; more heat from less coal EVENING POST (Continued from Page 61) had so many men available at that early hour we beat the entire town with our big extra. We had not objected to the game because it keeps so much help in the office. And this was Mr. Dana’s reply conclud- ing the correspondence: Dear Mr. Lord: Be so good as to disregard entirely what I wrote about gambling games in the early morning. C. A. D. The Hotel Royal fire was a memorable disaster. The flames started in the base- ment about three o’clock in the morning, and almost instantly cut off escape. About forty persons lost their lives by suffocation or jumping from the windows, and many were injured. The Sun’s fine description in a very complete extra was the talk of the town. Of crank and crazy visitors to the man- aging editor there was no end. One after- noon the office boy came, saying: ‘“‘ There’s a man out there wants to see you; says he has a letter to Roosevelt written in blood.” “What kind of a looking man?” “Rather a tough-looking guy—hasn’t any overcoat.” Obviously it were better to see the man in the anteroom, and sure enough here was a real lunatic. He presented a long docu- ment written in red, which he said told Roosevelt what was coming to him. The man demanded that it be printed. He was told that the editor who attended to the Roosevelt matter had just stepped out, but we would send for him. Would he please be seated and make himself com- fortable? Then going into another room we called up the secret-service office, then in Park Row, and they sent two men on the run. As they came in one of them was intro- duced to the crank as the Roosevelt editor, and he said to the crank, “‘ My office is just over here. Please step over and we will fix this thing up.” Once outside the Sun office the detec- tives put handcuffs on the man and before night he was in an asylum. John L.’s Answer At another time a tall frowzy-looking man dressed like a clergyman, and with a long beard, appeared with the announce- ment, ‘I have an argument against the barge canal.” As the Sun was opposing the building of the canal it seemed well to listen to him, and he went on: “Christ is coming again soon just as sure as you live; and the Bible says that when he comes earthquakes will rend the earth, and floods will deluge the land; and they will of course destroy the barge canal and the railroads. Now it is cheaper to put our money in railroads to be destroyed than in canals to be washed away—-so let's spend the money on rail- roads rather than on this very expensive barge canal. Put up a big sign: ‘Christ is coming soon,’ and the people will not want to build the canal.” When John L. Sullivan was in the full glory of his fighting career he visited the office occasionally to talk things over with the sporting editor. He was a boisterously bluff good-natured soul with a megaphone laugh and a handshake that made one twitch. I asked him to what particular fighting quality he attributed his success. “Because I hits ’em so hard,” was his reply, “I can knock a man out with one blow if I get a fair crack at him.” “You are abnormally strong?” “That's it. Every little while you see a little man who is very strong for his size, as strong again as all the other little men. You don’t often see a big man who is as strong again as the other big men, but I happen to be that strong—I am a strong big man just as you sometimes see a little man so strong that you wonder at him.” This seemed to be a very good explana- tion; but Sullivan might have added that he had an abnormal ferocity of facial ex- pression quite unattainable by other pugil- ists of his time. He had a way of shovin out his under jaw with a savage watered demoniacal glare. I always have thought that he terrified the Australian champion, Slade, into helplessness when he advanced toward him in the third and final round of their fight, with an awful ferocity of coun- tenance and a defiant assumption of com- ey mastery. Slade had made a fair fight or two rounds, but now he seemed to me to be paralyzed with fear, and Sullivan knocked him through the ropes off the platform to the floor with a single blow. February 4, 1922 The managing editor hires the staff, and as the entire success of the newspaper de- pends on the writers it behooves him to be careful in the selection. The staff changes rapidly. Its members drop out to go to better posts on other newspapers or into other businesses, and new men are called to their places. Methods of recruiting the staff differ in different offices, but the Sun finally got in a way of hiring young men to begin as reporters and gradually advancing them through a continuous process of growth. Thus a man was available always to fill a vacancy and the staff in general was always complete. Three months’ trial usually tested out a beginner. The managing editor is overrun with applicants. Every graduating college class includes some men who wish to try the business. The schools of journalism in the United States are turning out about four thousand students yearly who want to go to work immediately. Many broken-down clergymen and discarded school-teachers think they can write, and they apply, along with professional men, clerks, fn sm db and others who have failed to make good. A swarm of high-school boys come along after graduation. Very many men who have succeeded in country or small city newspapers want to get going in the big cities. Bright newspaper-office boys seek to become reporters and go on to success. It is from all these that the staff is recruited. The managing editor of experience comes to know almost by instinct whether an ap- plicant will make a good newspaper man. And though few of those who come are selected it is also true that a large propor- tion of those who are taken make good. The old Sun staff was recruited largely, but not entirely of course, from college gradu- ates. Experience has taught that they go on to the highest-grade newspaper work quicker, more easily, and with greater abil- ity than any other class of men, because they have had broader education, know more about the affairs of the world, and have been taught to reason and to compre- hend. And next to them, if we are to at- tempt classification, come the men who have had some experience in newspapers of other cities or towns. These men are desir- able for the reason that usually they intend to make journalism their life work. The man who intends to stick to the business is more promising, more desirable, than the man who goes into it as a makeshift. There is no especial advantage to a newspaper to teach a boy the business only to have him depart on the first attractive pretext that comes along. Visitors From Wall Street It was common enough in the 2arly days for well-known men to drop in and sit around the managing editor’s desk at night when big news was expected. Election nights, especially when a President was to be chosen, usually found a group of them there to get the first information of the voting. On the night of the assassination of President McKinley one of New York’s famous financiers remained in the office until after the paper had gone to press, watching with eager interest every word that came about the condition of the wounded man. The death of President McKinley and the succession of Roosevelt were expected to precipitate a Wall Street panic, for Roosevelt’s attitude toward cor- porations and toward capital was felt at that time to be hostile. The financiers had confidence in McKinley, and had no confi- dence in Roosevelt. It was anxiety over the financial situation that prompted the banker to sit at my elbow that night. A slump in the Wall Street stock mar- ket followed next day, but the President lingered for eight days, and there was no panic. Those who felt nervous over the situation had plenty of time to sell out without serious loss before McKinley’s death came. It was current report at that time that big financial interests sent a conspicuous New York deen yp to Buf- falo, while the President lingered, to report to them his exact condition, and that the physician informed them that McKinley had no chance to live, and they accordingly got out of the market. This story was not verified. One afternoon two attractive young women visited the managing editor, and one of them, with a troubled smile, began: “Mr. ———"’—naming a promising mem- ber of the staff—‘‘has promised to marry me, but he keeps putting off the wedding. (Continued on Page 67)

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(Continued from Page 64) Won't fim please tell him you will dis- charge away? I replied that I didn’t know about that; he was a valuable man to us and maybe we wanted him as badly as she did; anyway, we didn’t want to discharge him. “He is going with another girl,” piped up the other, ‘‘and it’ Sa shame when he is engaged to Miss — *‘And she isn’t a real nice girl, either,” put in the fiancée. “‘Her mother works in a shoe factory.” “And Miss ——— is of fine family,” re- joined Number Two. After a time I found opportunity to say with some firmness that I could not inter- fere with such things; and I was obliged to repeat it several times. As they arose to go the young woman said, “‘I am going to tell him that you said you would discharge him if he didn’t marry me in two weeks.” The young man married the other girl. The Sun’s fight with the Associated Press became so intense that both sides at one time stole each other’s news without con- science. During the San Francisco earth- quake and fire time the few wires leading over the mountains to the coast were so crowded with business and urgent personal messages that news transmission was slow and uncertain. The Sun’s Omaha man put on the wire a fifteen-hundred-word report that was good disaster news. Just after it reached New York the Sun’s Chicago man telegraphed that he could lift a good Asso- ciated Press story. He was told tu go ahead, and soon along it came. It was the same Sun Omaha story. The Associated Press had stolen it off the wire and slid it into Chicago, where in turn the Sun man stole it from the Associated Press and passed it along to New York, at our ex- pense. im if he does not marry me right An Exciting Election Night The night of the Cleveland-Blaine elec- tion, in 1884, was a soul-twister for the managing editor. Everybody conceded that the contest was to be decided by the vote of New York State. The Sun made great preparations for collecting the vote and had confidence in them. Two men in every county, and more than two in some counties,’were hired to telegraph the county vote, independently of each other. They all responded. Until eleven o’ciock the returns favored Blaine. Republican cele- brations began and it was generally thought that Blaine was elected. But the later returns began to favor Cleveland, and at midnight the Sun figures gave Cleveland the lead. Just then, while the people of Augusta were serenading and congratulat- ing Blaine, his secretary t-legraphed to me asking for the Sun’s figures of Blaine’s ma- jority in New York, and I replied that they indicated two thousand for Cleveland. “You emptied a bucket of cold water down Blaine’s back,” the secretary told me afterward, “and he nearly went into col- lapse, but he thought a few minutes and then sent quite a long telegram to the New York managers of his campaign.’ I never could learn what that message said, but I always have believed that he asked his friends to try to stop the an- nouncement of his defeat. Everybody remembered how in 1876 all newspapers ex- cept the New York Times had announced the election of Tilden. The Times had called it a close election with the chances favoring Hayes, and Hayes ultimately was seated. Great stress was put on the effect of the newspaper’s attitude in its election announcement. Anyway, about 1:30 o’clock a delegation of Republicans from Blaine headquarters, headed by Amos Cummings, the Sun’s old managing editor, and Mayo W. Hazeltine, well known as leading editorial writer and literary critic of the Sun—both Democrats, but for Blaine this time—came smashing into the office and wanted to know where in the name of Satan and Sin we had the news of Cleveland’s election. I explained the situation. “You are all wrong,” declared Hazel- tine; “‘I have seen the figures in the Asso- ciated Press office that elect Blaine.” To which I replied that I had seen the Sun’s figures that elected Cleveland. They insisted that I bring out the Sun with the announcement of a small majority for Blaine. We all finally got very angry and to call- ing uncomplimentary names, and all that THE SATURDAY sort of thing. Cummings and Hazeltine did most of the talking, for we three had been friends and they felt free to say what they pleased. That’s the reason the others brough them along. At length I said, “Now look here”— pointing to our uncompleted table by counties of the state vote—‘“‘we are going to fill that table out for the first edition in about fifteen minutes, and then we are going to add it up, and we are going to print it just as it adds up, no matter whom it elects—and I am too busy to talk about it any longer.” They went their profane way and we added the table. It gave 3691 for Cleve- land. The second edition gave 1600 for Cleveland. The official count one week later gave Cleveland a majority of 1147. That was an exciting night in New York. The people who aad around the bulletin boards, remembering the seating of Hayes after the election of 1876, seemed to have the idea that the Republicans were going to count Blaine in, and along toward mid- night they made serious arcane against the Tribune and the Sun offices. The mob was especially bitter against Jay Gould, who was supposed to own the Trib- une and the Western Union Telegraph Company. One long queue of men with burning-newspaper torches and shouting ‘Burn, burn, burn this letter !"’—which had been a slogan of the Cleveland campaign because one of Biaine’s Mulligan letters had ended with the admonition to burn it— pushed through the multitude with many threats to burn both newspaper offices. It was becoming bigger every moment and the police could not get at it because of the crowd. Suddenly a wild-eyed man in a frenzy of disordered exciternent appeared at the head of the queue and waving frantically shouted: ‘Come on and burn the Western Union office!”” And he led them toward the West- ern Union building four blocks away. Down they went, a thousand or so of them, shouting, ‘Hang Jay Gould! Burn the Western Union!” They cleared them- selves of the bulletin crowds and were just pushing into Broadway at Ann Street, led by the crazy man, when police whistles sounded, and two hundred and fifty officers who were concealed in doorways and else- where on all sides pounced on the mob, clubbed it good and hard and scattered it in all directions. The police had put up the ruse on the mob to get it away from the newspaper offices. The wild-eyed leader was the ward detective. Roscoe Conkling’s Oratory Roscoe Conkling was very active in the Grant-Greeley campaign of 1872. He came ofter into the Republican political head- quarters, always with an important and somewhat pompous manner, and with sneers and sarcasms a oy for the polit- ical enemy. He opened the campaign that year with the keynote speech for the Grant party—a speech to which the newspapers of to-day would have given a page of space. Under instructions I wrote a column about it. It was cut to half a column. He spoke three hours. Conkling was an orator. Although spec- tacular and theatrical he was of command- ing appearance and graceful of gesture. He was a large, well-shaped man who kept him- self in physical condition by boxing. And he had a fine head of blond curly locks. His voice was round and full and had good carrying qualities to enforce his eloquent words. It was the typical political speech of fifty years ago, directed largely to abuse of the op- posing candidate and to calling him names. With intense sarcasm and scorn Conkling described Greeley as a disappointed office seeker who had always squealed and whined and complained. “This Greeley movement is called a reform movement,” he thundered. ‘Here is richness for you, the like of which we will never see again unless perchance the disreputable women band together in a society to rescue the virtuous.’’ He commented on Grant’s fight- ing patriotism and Greeley’s stay-at-home kind. Grant was a fighting soldier and Greeley was a complaining kicker, he affirmed. It almost broke Greeley’s heart, if indeed it did not quite do so, to have his old-time- friend Republicans say such things about him in campaign speeches. He was kindly natured and must always be remembered with reverence and esteem as an earnest, honest, philanthropic man. He died in an EVENING POST asylum for the insane three weeks after the | election. I had a casual acquaintance with Henry Warc Beecher. Reporters were sent always | to his weekly prayer meeting, as well as to | his eaurch services, and he was cordial | toward them, went out of his way to speak | to them and to jest with them. I met him | first at one of these meetings, and I, fresh | from the country, was almost shocked at his prayer-meeting levity—or what seemed to me to be levity for I had been brought | up strictly in a Presbyterian parsonage | where there was no fooling with sacred things. Beecher was expounding the Scriptures as part of the service that night, and he z read the familiar story of Balaam until he | had uttered the sentence, ‘And the Lord opened the mouth of the ass’”’—and then, pausing, Beecher let the Bible that he held in his left hand loosen and droop downward a bit and raising his right hand palm out- | ward as though to hush the audience, with a twinkle of the eye he added, “And it has been open ever since.” outright. Popular Clergymen The only way to any to and from Brook- lyn in those days was by ferryboat. There were no bridges or tunnels, and the ferry- boats were visiting places for Brooklyn people. Beecher had a genuine reception whenever he crossed, which was often. He was of striking appearance, large, full figure, over which was thrown a great military cloak, massive head, iron-gray hair, ruddy countenance with dancing eyes looking out from under a large black wide-brimmed soft hat. Whether he remained in the cabin or went on deck the people surrounded him and he talked to everybody. His phenomenal pulpit eloquence at- tracted thousands to every Sunday service, hundreds of whom were unable to enter the church because of the crush. His platform appearance was striking, his voice clear and resonant and distinctly heard by every per- son, his climaxes sometimes bes | thrilling. Everybody laughed | utely | Another clergyman who drew immense | throngs at this same time was the Rev. T. De Witt Talmage his every service, for there was no telling what sensational thing he might say or do. The auditorium of his tabernacle was much larger than Beecher’s Plymouth Church, Reporters attended | but it could not contain all who came to | hear. The edifice burned up one cold Sun- day gn gh they nacle, whi afterward. urned a few years built a bigger taber- | I was reporting the destruction of the | first building and went around to Tal- | mage’s house. He was ver Meeting me at the door he shouted as he extended his palms heavenward: . up: the Tabernacle has gone up to heaven, i theatrical. | “Gone | e Elijah in a chariot of fire!” He seems | to have thought well of this outburst, for he got it off to every reporter who called. Every newspaper in New York quoted it next day. After the conflagration Talmage preached in the Academy of Music from the big oper- atic stage, and the surroundings seemed to inspire him to yet more dramatic acts. I remember seeing him work over to the ex- treme left of the stage and then running at full speed across its entire front he shouted, ““Young man, you are taking a leap into” just here he sprang into the air and coming down hard on both heels he shouted at the instant of impact—‘“‘hell!’”’ The Rev. Dr. Theodore L. Cuyler and the Rev. Dr. Richard S. Storrs were Brook- lyn clergymen of _ time, widely known and beloved and of great influence. 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68 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 4, 1922 Jesse L. Lasky Presents eel stay at awa “Saturday night” e or any night! ET out and see the great QC] e Paramount shows that come to town! There is a great Paramount Picture ready whenever you are!- All the Love and Laughter and Danger and Tragedy and Dra- matic Thrills you can consume and then some! ere Trade grouch and gloom for a ticket that lets you in to see a Hf Paramount Picture. You can make this deal at the best theatre } $ in town. PARAMOUNT PicTuRES listed in order of release January 1, 1922, to March 1, 1922 isk your theatre manager when he will show them Wallace Reid in “Rent Free"’ By Izola Forrester and Mann Page A William De Mille Production “Miss Lulu Bett"’ With Lois Wilson, Milton Sills, Theodore Roberts and Helen Ferguson From the novel and play by Zona Gale Wanda Hawley in “Too Much Wife” By Lorna Moon A Realart Production “Back Pay.”’ by Fannie Hurst Directed by Frank Borzage A Cosmopolitan Production. Sir Gilbert Parker's story "The Lane That Had No Turning” With Agnes Ayres and Theodore Kosloff Thomas Meighan in “A Prince There Was” rom George M. Cohan's play and the novel Enchanted Hearts" By Darragh Aldrich. Marion Davies in The Bride's Play,’ by Donn Byrne Supervised by Cosniopolitan Productions Bebe Daniels in Nancy From Nowhere’ By Grace Drew and Kathrene Pinkerton A Realart Production A George Fitzmaurice Production * Three Live Ghosts,"’ with Anna Q. Nilsson and Norman Kerry Mary Miies Minter in * Tillie” From the novel by Helen R. Martin A Realart Production Cecil B. De Mille’s Production “Saturday Night” By Jeanie Macpherson Betty Compson in “The Law and the Woman" Adapted from the Clyde Fitch play hop d fro de F What happens when e¢ Woman in the Case" * A Penrhyn Sts aws Production blue blood marries red? "On Giostous Dag wie The mixture fights, By Walter Woods and O. B. Barringer and “cc Saturday Night ” shows you how and why. George Melford's Production ‘Moran of the Lady Letty” With Dorothy Dalton From the story by Frank Norris May McAvoy in . “ - - ~- “A Homespun Vamp” . me ob - EAST ° By Hector Turnbull A Realart Production “Boomerang Bill" With Lienel Barrymore By Jack Boyle A Cosmopolitan Production Ethe! Clayton in ‘‘Her Own Money” Adapted from the play by Mark Swan John 8. Robertson's Production “ Love's Boomerang,” with Ann Forrest From the novel “ Perpetua,’ by Dion Clayton Calthrop Constance Binney in Midnight” By Harvey Thew A Realart Production. Pola Negri in “The Red Peacock.” Bebe Daniels in “A Game Chicken’ By Nina Wilcox Putnam A Reaiert Production. a FAMOUS PLAYERS ~LASKY amen i ‘ ERQOUS PLAYERS © LASEY CORPORATION 3 — Mm = CL post ee |) aid ROR GH a RI A Rik Mle A LT TT TT ee

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> Filey THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 69 > Dwelling in a palace and dreaming of a cottag: the rich girl longs for a life more real! es x 2 Pee “+ 5 Sea Cae Ss Sy. 8 wae i ee What did you do last “Saturday Night”? Compare it with the ‘‘Saturday Night’’ Cecil De Mille gives you in this great Paramount Picture! Here you will see: . —the pretty daughter of the washerwoman, —one of the lilies in life's hot-houses, who * - - who is sick to death of drudgery and cotton toils not, neither does she spin,” and conse- The poor girl’s rich husband secon discovers stockings, and yearns for French perfumes and quently desires to live in a vine-covered cottage ‘ that a girl without social training does terrible a maid to match, not to mention a rich and and to darn socks for some poor and handsome things! aristocratic young husband! conqueror of her heart! j : S They both get what they-want, and the Another kind is Coney Island going full excitement is on right away. blast! If you never went to Coney see these The poor girl tries marriage with the son scenes. They are the real thing. of her mother’s wealthiest customer. The The gorgeousness of the settings, the latest rich girl tries it with her chauffeur. How do fashion and luxury of the dresses, the artistic these marriages work out? That's the story smartness of the whole photoplay, will de- pictured only as Cecil B. De Mille knows how light you. This is just a hint of the sort of Saturday Night a Paramount Night gives See with him the different kinds of Saturday wenn Nights! One kind is a gay country house ; ‘ party, dancing around a mirrored and illumi Take the receiver off the "phone and ask ‘ nated marble bathing pool with twenty lovely your theatre when Make a date now for , , / girls and their escorts frolicking in the water! “Saturday Night’’! The car was tossed into the gorge, and chauffeur and sweetheart were left hanging from the ties as the train thundered overhead The little Irish girl discovers what it is to have all the lovely gowns she wants, even more than she can wear! The rich girl discovers that in a crisis t calls to blood, red to red, blue to blue! “Saturday Night” is another record-breaker in Cecil B. De Mille’s long line of record- breakers. The notable cast includes Leatrice Joy, Conrad Nagel, Edith Roberts, Jack Mower, Jutia a as : Faye, Edythe Chapman, Theo dore Roberts, Sylvia Ashton, - 4 John Davidson and James Neill. 7 FIRST SHOWING _smwit}s at more than 250 leading theatres it's the best show in town NEXT WEEK r

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Coleman, Patent Lawyer, 624 F St.,Washington,D.C. | KELLOGSG'S | h THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 4,1922 THE WINTER BELL Who was this talking? “*Me?”’ Salem wondered. ‘“‘No. Ican’t talk so good.” And who was this other living soul who came through a door, shut and locked, to ask news of him like a brether? Salem fluttered the pages backward till he saw a Se a of a man lying on a bed much like is own; aman with a jug and a book upon a stool before him, a stone wall behind; a big-boned man in knee breeches, with large mouth, firm-set nose, his head on a rough pillow and his quick bright eyes looking straight out. Below the picture began printed lines. It was this big-boned man who spoke: As I walked through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain ony where was a Den, and I laid me down in that place to sleep: and, as I slept, I dreamed a dream, Salem drew a long breath, raised his head and looked strangely about the room. ‘Why, so do I.” After the word ‘‘Den” someone with pencil had drawn a star, a curved line from it into the margin, another star there,and written: “Bedford jail.” The reader sat awe-struck. This was, then, indeed his brother; his own flesh and blood had come to tell him—what? “Lord,” cried Salem, “‘and me a poor fist at readin’!’’ Time, give him time, he thought, and he would wade through this mystery. Then remembering, he laughed his first laugh in ears, a short but good one, which delivered him from evil. “Got the rest o’ my life for it, if nobody don’t come take this book away.” From now on, at every moment which could be called free, Salem read. Often it was hard going, his way full of stumbling- blocks, thorny words, the pain of his own dullness; but again, and more often, he escaped these and went forward with de- light. All day at his machine he thought on what he had read, and wished the hours away till he could plunge once more into this new world and continue his pilgrimage. After any hard fall he went back always and looked at the picture of his brother, who somehow never failed to rise, take him by the hand and lead him farther until t path went smooth. Salem no longer ca’ where his body might be. The rest of him was out. This book had made a traveler of im. Great Crope of One day the person who had left the TRAWBERRIE | book appeared. He was known to Salem as a little, sober-lookin’ feller, quiet, of middle age, with hair turning gray, and not much authority. . . He had always found Salem polite though indifferent; so now he probably felt sur- prise when met with a glare. “You hain’t come to take it off?” “No,” said the visitor. ‘Not to take anything. But what did you mean?” Salem pointed at his book. “Smilytood of a Dream,” he answered. “They was a little girl told me once about arod andastaff. I didn’t believe her then. Do now. They is both. You hain’t goin’ to carry a man’s staff away? I’m a awful slow reader.” The visitor, going through his duty, tried to have no favorites and no aversions. He had seen this young man moving amon the others, dazed like a country horse lec through crowds; he had watched this young man’s face charige ‘rom good brown to the pale hardness of Roman cameo; but until now, when Salem grew talkative, he could not have said whether he wished or dreaded to make better acquaintance. “You like John Bunyan?” he asked. “That his name?” cried Salem. “You bet ye! So many names amongst "em, I never made out which was him.’ There followed a talk, and afterward other talks of such length and nature as rules permitted. This visitor, however much he may have believed the soul of a man to be his affair, had too much sense to meddle. He brought other books, of many kinds, and let his beginner choose. Perhaps he was content one day when Salem, looking up suddenly, in the midst of an argument whether trout or pick’ril et better, ex- claimed with great conviction: “They is such a thing as castin’ out devils! Don’t let nobody tell you different.’”’ The visitor made no comment. He left behind him Lorna Doone, Sam Lovel’s Camps, The Cruise of the Casco, and a more laborious (Continued from Page 26) little tome bought with his own pocket money, a pronouncing dictionary. “I dunno how to say words right,” Salem had confessed. ‘I see ’em here and sound ’em inside my head, but they git all balled up like a hoss in damp snow.” He now added, “‘Thank ye, sir. I’m a-goin’ to learn how to punnounce,” The visitor went away pleased but sad- dened. _ Salem bending over the dictionary, his lips moving, all his muscles urging the work, resembled too nearly some figure of a man reading music who would never play or sing, never hear voice or instrument. Yet Salem learned, and always put his learning as far as he could into practice without delay. Once he read of a man who walked round the edge of a table on his thumbs. Next moment Salem put down that book to study his own hands. The room contained no table fit for experiment; but by some freak in an old and badly planned building, there ran along one wal a narrow ledge or jog, about three feet from floor. Salem rose, to set his thumbs on this. He lifted himself, strained hard and then toppled, “Can't be done.” He tried and failed again and again, till his thumbs were livid, wealed, the nails blue, and aching as if burned. At last he faced about, panting, and spoke to his un- seen rival. “You let on you skunked me?” He wore a grim smile. ‘Show ye ‘fore long. From now on I’m goin’ to git back my stren’th.” Then he paused, and corrected the speech. “‘Git—get. Get. Stren’th— strength. To get back my strength. And more too.” Thus began a peculiar but rigid course of training, which never afterward flagged and which had for its aim nothing less than the perfection of every sinew in a man’s body. It would take time, but time abounded. Salem, having drawn up his own rules of discipline, became both slave and driver. Like ali his kind, he knew many traditional feats of strength, old “bon’ twist- ers,”’ muscle grinders, tricks “to keep ye on the stretch, soople as a cat,” which could be performed indoors as well as out; he invented many others, odd but searching trials of the human frame; and week by week, month by month, long after he could o on his thumbs the full length of that edge and return, the driver kept the slave at work. One evening, when it had grown almost too dark to read, Salem found matter of offense in a book. He had never done so before. “Why, this man’s a liar!”’ he exclaimed. “Damn whinin’, dirty liar!” He cla the volume shut, and with a flash, a blind wrench of anger, tore it half- way in two as a conjurer tears a pack of cards. “Sho! No sense your doin’ that,” he thought. He put down the mutilated book, and sat regarding it for a moment, ashamed, but overcome by the ease with which he had done this damage. Then he rose, to stand thinking. “You could prob’ly—probably take any man in this place and break him acrost— across your knee like a dry stick.” There was truth in the figure. But while he mused, any pride or vanity was lost, whirled away, changing in a sudden fierce desire. “Break one of °em. Chance will come. Break the right one at the right time, and run for it.” Salem had often felt the desire, but not as now. It coursed through him like flame. And at that hour someone without chose to jingle the keys, unlock and open the oor. A well-known shape was entering—a burly man, square-shouldered, in uniform. Salem took one step toward him. “Not now,” said the man quickly. “For God’s sake, don’t!” They paused. It was dusk, but the man’s hard face betrayed emotion—some- thing like fear, yet not fear for himself. Salem retreated, sat down and took his head in his hands. “T couldn’t touch ye,” he declared bit- terly. “‘Can’t even do that much.” The other stood watching him, then spoke, “That’s better. Now stiddy, boy. I was afraid you’d spoil your luck then. Right when :t’s come to you. Good noos. You get up and come with me.” vit Ye days later a grubby little man in a grubby little shop, the sign of which informed a back street that here second- hand goods of all kinds were bought, sold and exchanged, met one of the surprises of his career. He was dealing with a lone customer, a pale, dark-eyed young man who looked like a foreigner and who spoke with care, haltingly, as if he had learned English from books. This foreigner proposed to sell everything he stood in from top to toe—a new stiff hat which was never designed for his head or face, a new but ungainly suit of clothes, and boots to match. The dealer foresaw profit with plain sailing. “Is that your best offer? It don’t seem no—it does not seem very lib’ral—liberal.”’ The dealer smiled a sweet Oriental smile. “You haf misunterstood me,”’ he mur- mured. ‘“‘ Dey are new, yes, but de suit is oor mateer-yal. I could not gif so moch. t vould not doo. I did not pwonounsse good. Vat I tol’ you vas ——” With an air of long-suffering repetition he abated his offer by more than ten per cent. Then came the surprise. This foreigner dropped his bashful dignity and became a native. “You lie like Sam Hyde,” he drawled quietly. “‘ Ye pindlin’ little Portagee, you, think ye can take back words by makin’ fritters of ’em? You talk plain enough when e like. Now jes’ turn to and rense the atter out your mouth, take a long breath, and say ‘hemlock’ to onhitch the jaws; then open up, holla, and stick to whatever comes out, That is, supposin’ we're to trade.” This advice, given very mildly, per- formed wonders. The pair drove an even bargain, with good humor. Soon after- ward the young man, transformed in a dark blue flannel shirt, brown moleskin trousers and moccasins, said good day and was answered with respect. The moleskin pock- ets contained a little money, to boot. He had entered the shop as an awkward stiff- jointed lounger in misfit finery; he slipped outdoors like a lean young hunting dog bound for the woods. His moccasins were machine-made; in a former life he might have scorned them; but now, after that clumping footgear he was just rid of, they bore him along like magic shoes with wings. In an hour, at any rate, he left the town five miles behind him. Salem went bareheaded. He got no hat in his trading. Though it was midsummer there could not be too much sunlight on his ace. The second evening of liberty found him encamped by a brook. All round lay quiet farming country; he had net yet seen real woods, only groves or fir lots -mong low hills; but here by the stream hazels and alders made a tiny green wilderness which, as he sat cross-legged near the embers of the supper fire, encompassed him with a forest- like stillness and depth. The sun had set. Above the fresh green leaves glowed a patch or two of sky, against which the last dayflies, a fine-sifted whirl up and down, were madly ending their dance. In lanes hidden far off the cows had stopped lowing. “Tf I don’t wake up, now!”’ said Salem, half in earnest. ‘‘Too good to keep.” He desired to forget these few days just past, along with many others; but here he sat, looking now into the embers, now at the current, browner than alder bark, re- calling the warden’s office, the warden’s face and words. A pardon from the gov- ernor; that was what the man had said. Salem would never know what the warden had thought; how strangely this youngster heard him out, looking him straight in the eyes, uttering not one syllable, keeping a face unmoved except for a flash of indig- nation. “Their pardon?” then, and was thinking still. They ought to ask mine.” Well, he was done with that world. “*Let’s not remember it,” said Salem. He sat listening to the brook, which lay here in a pool but which somewhere above ran down gurgling among roots or stepping- stones. He drank in its music and its mingled evening perfume. (Continued on Page 73) Salem had thought “Theirs?

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(Continued from Page 70) “You can fairly smell the minnies and shiners down under.” A moment afterward, none the less, he was remembering again. He unbuttoned a pocket in his shirt and brought out a wad of paper, doubled flat. This, unfolding, became a thick envelope. There was light enough to read by: “For Mr. Salem Delaforce. His Prop- erty. To be Handed him when he gets Out.” The handwriting Salem had already pored over, many times. A bold fist, using plenty of ink and a broad pen, it was un- known to him. Salem turned the envelope over, to shake its contents out. A leaf of plain paper, bound with faded red tape, was wrapped round all but the ends of a flat parcel. The ends were clean bank notes. “For a Starter,’’ the same unknown fist had scrawled across the wrapping. ‘$250. Plenty More where This Come From.” Salem could not guess where; he had given up guessing; and now, as before, he studied the handwriting in vain. “Well, I know where it’s going to.” He buttoned the thing away almost angrily. ‘“What they take me for? Whoever they be. Plenty of haying to do all along this ro’d—road. Slats of it.” His fire, a handful of coals on the grass, had died while he sat thinking. Salem rose to stretch his legs. Below him on darkened water the evening foam began to drift, ghostly bubbles that before morning would slide together in cakes of froth. He stared down at them, wondering. Silent things like these had gone on, all the while he was away, and he had forgotten them. “‘ Bedtime,” he told himself. But another forgotten thing caught and held him motionless—the silvery beat of crickets in warm hayfields thrilling the twi- light. “Them, too. Clean gone out of mind.” Salem remained there long, hearing them and watching stars come over the black tree tops. When at last he lay on his well-made bed of leaves, yet another sound startled him, ripped the veil still farther off his memory. It was nothing more than a nighthawk that dropped overhead, a whir and twang like the tongue of a jew’s-harp setting teeth on edge; but that swoop left him plunged in thought which went down to the bottom of remembrance. “If I don’t come awake and find —— If it don’t ring—the bell.” He shivered and sat up. His head brushed the ceiling of boughs. Reaching by starlight he caught a hazel leaf, and pinched it as one might pinch the ear of a child. It was there. He knew the soft roughness. “All right.” Salem lay down again, heaved a great breath and let the singing of the crickets drowse and dwindle. He woke before dawn, swam naked among the cakes of night froth on the pool, breakfasted, cleaned camp, buried his fire in sand, and departed, leaving no other trace of human stay. A wonderful chorus of birds in the roadside elms arcompanied his march, and before sunrise, when the birds fell silent and began their visits in dropping flight from tree to tree, Salem had covered a good two miles. He did not hurry, neither did he rest until the way grew hot. Thus day after day his journey continued; in camp at sunset by still waters, out again at bird song in the morn- ing. Whenever the look of a farmhouse pleased him he turned up the lane, asked for work, and was put to making hay. The farmers who hired him, and his fellow work- ers, thought the new man something of a riddle, but liked him one and all. “That young furriner,”’ said one, “don’t waste no time baingeing back and forth; he kerries his swath, and goes it like i.e ““Yis,” agreed another, “‘looks poor as a snake, but seen him turn to, pitchin’? That boy, I'll bate ye, e’d outlift Mose Craig, dead weight.” “Never opens his trap,’’ declared a third man, “but ven he ketches a joke quicker and laughs heartier’n two folks.” As for Salem, though unaware of this praise, he rejoiced in their kindly company. His heart was enlarged. Sometimes he worked with a lump in his throat, the sense of restoration moving him almost to tears when he heard some cheerful country say- ing pass among his mates or only the rustling ring of scythe blades that swung But though more than once a in unison. farmer offered him good wages to stay the year round he shook his head. “After this job, sir, I must be moving on. Got to—got to go meet somebody up yonder.” So, earning his way, regaining hard health, Salem tramped northeastward by leasant summer roads. His face turned rom brick-red to a clear brown, his eyes had not so often the look of one who heark- ens for something behind him, On a hot forenoon he climbed a ridge that seemed homelike, and as he went down its other slope, emerged from young firs to overlook a valley that also was like home, though at first glance bewildering, wrong end to. Salem knew the valley well, but never had approached it from this side. Green meadows, their boundary lines of old rail or tumbled stone, broken and smudged by wild hedge growth, ran broadly down to where at the shallow bottom of the land- scape a river sparkled, and a town, little houses gray and white, straggled under a clump of elms. Flags, colored specks, hung in the town. Past it the river, bright blue, wound among fields, yet everywhere was checked, held in patchwork by log booms, crowded with square turrets, wooden piers aged to the color of granite and overgrown with choke-cherry bushes planted by birds long ago. Falls hidden in the distance tumbled and hissed with a sound like that of frying. Salem’s inner man gave a shout to the gods, for this river came winding, he knew, rom his own place. His outer man di d nothing but look in silence, then remark: “Don’t seem to figger why they ain't working. Not Sunday. I can’t hear the saw. No prettier sound if ’twas going, the saw.” It was holiday in town. Salem entered the street and was carried along, wonder- ing, in a crowd. Bunting covered the shops, with tormented paper festoons of tricolor. Arches, gay though tempora shone and trembled overhead in triumph. A band of music was playing. Women and girls in white dresses moved as though such creatures had always been round, every day. Salem stood marveling at them, until pushed on. He backed into an eddy and found time to ask a man who leaned in a door, “‘ What they celebratin’?”’ The man removed a cigar from his mouth and looked vaguely over the crowd. “It’s a sentinel,” he explained. Salem drove on with the current, abashed. He felt his ignorance, for the reply meant nothing. Farther along he took courage to ask a mild old farmer who came pressed against him and clung for support in passing. “A centinerary, they call it. Town gov’ment’s a hund’ed year old t’-day, or there’bouts. Literary program and games goin’ for’ard. A centannual, bub.” Someone else had not fully grasped the meaning of this revel, for a huge drunken man fell through sidewise, knocking people about, and whooping: ‘“‘Hurrah fer the Fourth o’ July!” And he gave the firma- ment a hair-raising piece of advice—what to do with Queen Victoria. In a moment Salem had him by the neck, quietly shaking his head off. “Behave yourself.” There were screams. Then the man went by, sobered or frightened, without another word. Salem took his own course again, to get through this fair at once, cross the bridge and follow the river bank; but holding a purpose, he could not stem this crowd which held none, and so had made little way when three men overtook him, “You a Britisher?” their spokesman asked. They were all strangers. “No, I ain’t,” said Salem. “But the queen’s a good old lady. That fellow forgot himself. Women round.” The stranger nodded. “You handled him elegant.” They be- gan talking all three together. ‘Look a-here. We need a wrastler for the next game. Joe Courtemanche says, the big lazy good-for-nothin’ -—— A purse 0’ fifteen dollars. You come along. We need a man to wrastle uptown here.” “I never did for money in my life,” Salem objected. “Then you come do it for your country,” they replied. ‘For Hail Columby, happy land. Courtemanche says the town’s a hund’ed year old t’-day, and he'll throw anybody in it over the moon. Says we're all run to pigweed. . No, we hain’t scairt of him, but —— "He’s waitin’ there THE SATURDAY EVENING POST now, a- grinnin’ and claimin’ the purse. We non’ of us kin handle him, that’s all. Don't want to see foreigners walk off a-laughin’ at us, do ye?” While Salem regarded them doubtfully their leader broke forth again: ‘“‘ W’y, you ain’t afraid, be ye?” The crowd was watching them and listening. “No,” said Salem again, “ “This way, then.” The three closed round him, forced their passage to an open door, hurried through a shop and a warehouse, then along a de- serted alley. Salem as he went expected to find some quiet knot of connoisseurs, gath- ered to watch a neighborly bout in the corner of a green field. He had wrestled thus, once or twice before. It surprised him when his companions or guards turned quickly into another back door, through another shop, and forth, battling with another part of the same crowd, to an open space, the very center of all, “Now ye kin shut yer head!” leader. ‘‘Here’s our man.” Shingle shavings carpeted the road; a ring of people inclosed him, men, women, boys, a horse’s head among them, a red jacket or so with the gleaming brass tuba of the band, now silent; and like water in rapids a gost 9 gabble of talk poured round him, dashing his thoughts to confusion. Here he stood, public, alone. He had stood thus only once before, at his trial. Salem gave a start to turn, checked it, but felt his knees quaking. Across the clean shavings a man looked up, eyed him and laughed. “Dat leetly 'tall boy? Ah’ll can see he was ‘fred now, me. Das too bad, keep me waitin’ here too long tam for joke, yes, sah!” The speaker, a dark man, short but enormously broad, laughed again, tossed I ain't.” cried his his black curls and continued to suck a | lemon. Already that day the great Courte- manche had been fighting, for blood smeared the lemon and his thick black mustache. He had also been chasing a greased pig, for his canvas jacket shone as | if buttered. He wore this garment very tight over his huge chest, and a padding of sponges in armpit and on shoulder exag- gerated his mass, deformed it like gnarls. His wide brown face, glossy with sweat, | beamed all good humor, humor, Salem thought, of a man who had things his own way. Voices, close behind, underran the gen- eral hubbub: “Who's this other furriner?”’ “Dunno. They jes’ come and hove him in by the crop.” “He looks scairt to death.” “Ought to. He's in for it. and no pitch in his kittle.”’ “Yes, sir-ree, he’d ought to. Joe Courte- manche ’Il take and snap him in two like an aidgin’.”’ Someone had spoken true. Salem ac- knowledged that much; he was frightened. This crowd would be like the other. No foretelling the kind of trouble they'd bring on a fellow. “What's your name?” A neat little man in Sunday clothes came bobbing up with a notebook. “I'm the judge o’ this contest, What’s your name?” Salem told him, and while he whispered anxiously in his ear: ain’t got to say anything, have I? To them?” “What? What?” snapped the judge. He seemed to dance with heat or excite- ment. The book and penc il trembled in his hands. “ What’s that?” “Have I got to do any talkin’? All I’m scairt of.” The little man stared. ““No,” said he. ‘Why, no, not unless you want to. Nary a word.” He screwed his mouth round like a buttonhole, and frorn one corner of it added: do is break his pesky neck. Big tub! Roarin’ kin do round here. The big bellerin’ gype.”’ With that the judge skipped away, held up one arm, shrilled forth some very differ- ent language, impartial and lofty, then drew aside. Courtemanche flung the lemon skin playfully after him, laughed, ran his fingers through the black curls, then moved forward, crouching. He held both hands out, low, grinned against the sun, and talked a stream of gibberish as he came, Salem stood waiting. At last the bulk, swaying like a bear, was close enough. with a joyful yell. Hell to pay wrote, If you're able Shavings flew. (Continued on Page 76) It left the ground and dived | yet the good | “All you need like the Gulf, what he | Free Music With the “Everyman” Radiophone Receiver Listen to music, epeeches, lectures. 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Why don’t ye wrastle, you two?” But those who knew better said nothing; and one by one other men began to guess, when they spied rags of sponge and canvas underfoot. Things had come loose, but not Salem’s grip. The wrestlers did nothing because he chose neither to move nor to let his adversary move, except for the clumsy writhing. Moments passed. From these two central figures a queer stillness radiated, so that rank after rank of the crowd became silent; whoever could see was watching; whoever could not, straining on tiptoe to learn what had gone wrong inside there, They heard Courtemanche only, puffing, cursing, as he joined his fists and drove them upward again and again, to wedge Salem’s arms apart. The wedge failed. A man laughed; then another beside him; then a third across the ring from them; and some aged critic, who spoke in a toothless whistle but had good eyesight, demanded: ‘ What is this, you, a layin’ on of hands? Ye big-headed hornpout, that boy kin hold ye there all day.” Laughter became general. This savage | having heard and seen the vainglor Courtemanche a moment ago, took p a. ure in ung 2 him ridiculous. Throw him over the moon, hey? Waitin’ till she’s come full, Joe?” A small boy, made bold by example, shouted what he would not have dared, until now, tc breathe: “Hey, Jozeff! Quiddlety? Goin’ home fore suppertime? Pea soup and onions!”’ The helpless champion’s face grew dark red. He loved a mighty laugh, but not at himself. Again he strained; the deadlock refused to break; and then casting away in fury what was left of a good reputation, Courtemanche bent his head sidewise and bit like a dog, setting his teeth in Salem’s forearm. Next moment, with a swoop, a lightning shift of hands, a bend, clutch and heave in one motion, Salem had the man aloft. For what seemed long time, everyone expected to see the great body, poised in air, go whirling to the ground and smash, A woman who spied the look on Salem’s face gave a squeak of terror, Then she with the others became aware that he had paused, wavered under the burden, changed his mind and begun to smile. His hands flew to another grip. He lowered Courtemanche carefully, head first. The wrestler’s black curls bored among the shavings; for Salem held his feet and walked him three times round like a wind- lass before easing him down from the vertical to the horizontal. It should do Courtemanche credit that when he sat up, with chips in his hair, in his eyes and in the fresh blood on his mustache, he tried weakly to join the merriment. “Bah gosh, ah guess he was the dev said Courtemanche. ‘No, sah, ah’ll don’t want no more, me. One tam he’ll be plenty, bah gosh!” Salem, grinning and embarrassed, had meanwhile worked his way into the crowd. It opened to let him pass, but after him streamed a little mob of noisy adherents, thumping his back and clamoring. “Quit that, will ye, boys?”’ he implored. * Jest let me go through here quiet.””’ No man wanted such a tail to his kite. This upper end of the street rose toward the river bank, where above jostling heads loomed the gray timbers of the bridge. If he could once get free, across there, the town might go on well without him for another hundred years. “Here. You wait.”’ The three strangers who had caused all this annoyance, the little skipping referee with his notebook and a sweaty man in scarlet who carried a brass trombone, fought for the honor of leading him. ““Come take your purse.” Pushing, dragging, they got Salem into a canvas booth that enalled of cigars and trampled grass. A hed THE SATURDAY EVENING POST “Here’s the boy!” they called. “ Here’s the winner for ye! Stood him on his head. Fork out!” “A neck-and-crotch holt it was.” “Twa’'n’t neither!” "Twas sol” “T tell ye I seen it!” **Hand over the purse!” In turmoil and close heat Salem found two more strangers bothering him. They wore holiday black, stood behind a counter of pine boards and ‘bunting, added compli- ments to the confusion, and solemnly gave him three pieces of dirty green paper. As they did so a bystander spoke out: ““W’y, by Godfrey, I thought I knowed him all along! That’s Delaforce the murd’rer.”’ It was a big, saturnine, discontented man who uttered this, in a complaining voice. The booth had grown still when Salem turned. “A haley old pass things has come to now'days. Givin’ prizes round to murd’rers. Before the whine had ended Salem flung the money on the grass and walked out. He stopped short at the entrance. Wonder- ing faces watched him. No one supposed that as he halted, alone before their eyes, he was wrestling with an enemy greater than Courtemanche. He threw and won the fall, unseen. Turning, Salem went quietly back, stooped and picked up his money from the bruised grass. “Thought he’d need it after all,” said that whiner who knew his name. ‘Guess ye do, to rights.” Salem unbuttoned the pocket of his blue flannel shirt, took out a stained wad of envelope, opened this, folded his unclean winnings away, read the inscription—‘“‘ For a Starter’”—and tucked it all into his bosom again, “Yes,” he said. “I got a use for it.’’ With that he stepped across the booth and eyed the discontented one at close range, without emotion. “Yes, I need it,’’ said Salem. Taking hold by the nose, he wagged the man ’s head harmlessly from side to side. “But there’s worse needs than money. You ain’t a man. What people like you say don’t count.” Not caring to watch a sallow face turn pale or red, he let the nose go, nodded good day to his paymasters, ducked beneath a clothesline row of flags and was gone. All the fun of the fair buzzed after him. It sank, the river cooling and quenching it with gurgles under the bridge. ix O SAY that he disregarded the tongues of men had been easy; but when time drew near for Salem to follow his own words and live by them, he found it hard. He was resting, a figure of peace, by sun- set water that burned with clear yellow flame through a meadow. From where he sat the bright green banks ran level for a while, then seemed to float suspended be- tween glow of air and glow of water, then madea black bar across the west. Whenever Salem dropped in his fishing line, ripples broke the inverted sky below him, widened their circle, and sent gray smoky rings run- ning down the trunk of a young poplar on the opposite shore. Nothing else moved in all the landscape; even the poplar leaves hung without a sign of their turncoat waggling; and Salem, whose cast of the sinker had created this brief stir, remained quite motionless while it died out and the striped undulation became gray bark again. fe fished for his supper. Hornpout, eel or chub, no matter which took the bait, would be welcome. A small iron pan lay on the grass beside him, with firewood ready. But Salem had forgotten supper, forgotten hig appetite. “T can’t do it.’”” The calm which flooded these meadows, this unearthly radiance, was illusion. A black conflict went on. “I can’t do it, Worse’n the toothache to spoil all. I can’t go it.” He had struggled through that fair, left the town behind, a good day and a half of marching, yet now he sat and heard the voice in the booth. It whined at his ear. “And that fellow was the only one to know your name there,” Salem told him- self. ‘“‘Where you aim to go, you fool, down where they took to work and tried you, every man jack’ll be saying it. Point- ing you out.” Behind him, he knew well enough with- out turning to look again, an old guide post leaned at a fork of the road. Its arms had February 4,1922 dropped askew, directing travelers toward Mother Earth, right and left. Both arms were gray and riddled with bird shot; but flakes of paint, traces of lettering, ghostly words from another generation, still pro- claimed if only as a whisper: 9 Miles to Wing Dam. 48 Miles to Crossport. The worn-out post loomed like a gallows tree at the back of all his thoughts. “No, sir. You can’t outface ’em. Nine miles, Right up to the edge of the woods. Your own country, The other way, down— no. Them? You had to lay hands on three men inside an hour, to town. I’d rather go live with the skunks and lucivees.” A tug at his line and a whirling pull brought some moments of relief. He fetched up an eel, and was busy. But hav- ing got unsnarled, having cooked, eaten, cleared away supper, and lighted his pipe, Salem felt once more the presence of the ghostly alternative behind him “You won’t down, you old sir, will ye?” He rose, walked to the foot of the guide post, and stared at it through the twilight. The lopsided relic offered him his choice, right or left, north or south, without comfort. “All is, a man can’t stop, hey? Past they go,” said Salem aloud. “Father must have seen you, many’s the time. Since your young days I guess a lot of us has traveled where you’re pointing, down be- low ground. Most likely grandfather saw the paint fresh on you. od Dusk fell, the light withdrew from air and water, the decrepit wooden stump anagem ‘above him and began to melt om view, like his tobacco smoke that drifted past it; Salem waited as if consult- ing an oracle; and presently the hour, the symbol, or the names he had invoked, gave him a sense of watchful company. Those who had trooped past the lonely crossroad in other years now were gathering to see what he would do, Salem had his answer. “Nine mile, short and easy?” He re- flected. “‘No,sir. Father wouldn’t go that way; nor grandfather. The long and hard, if it’s got to be so.” He gave his mind no leisure to change, but made at once toward the stream, groped together his handful of belongings on the meadow bank, and was off, tramping southward. By starlight the road, a short band of mist, unrolled from darkness that was now cool open air, now trees warm and sweet with the last breath of daytime. Two hours after midnight Salem halted. “Twenty-odd miles out o’ forty-eight,” he reckoned. ‘‘ Harder to go back than ’tis for’ard, now.” He camped on a dry ledge among hack- matacks and fell asleep, watching through their dark vapor the bright vapor of the Milky Way. The rest of the journey he took at his own gait, from noon tii! nightfall, from dawn till after sunrise. A morning whistle blew as he came downhill toward the town. Early light covered a green sea of elm tops, green, motionless waves, and like tidal rocks in every hollow, gray roofs here, a white gable there with green shutters, a broad, low, red chimney sending up the smoke of breakfast, above all two white church spires, and on the taller of these a gilt coeckerel crowing in pantomime be- tween the gilt letters N. and W. to warn shadows that already streamed away. The river, clear gold bordered with melting brown, upheld a few dull shining lines, pink and orange masts of old schooners, against dark fir woods on a hill not yet climbed by the sun. Salem eyed all this doubtfully. The place of his trial he had pictured, beforehand, while marching on it, as hostile; now it seemed both lovely and in- different. “‘A fool’s arrant you come on,”’ he said. “Errand.” He slipped into town by a back way among outbuildings. Only half a dozen persons were in sight, and these went about their morning affairs with no more than a glance at him But as he passed a long gray shed that hummed with the music of the plane he saw across a yard full of chips a large man in faded blue, who leaned bulging through a doorway and had begun to stare open- mouthed. “Hi!” The man shouted, waved both arms wildly, and came running. ‘‘ You!” Salem knew at once the heavy body that moved on such light feet. It was Trapper Kingcome. (Continued on Page 79) t i

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(Continued from Page 76) “Signs an’ wonders! You ole swamp ingel, you!” Round-faced as ever, spattered with freckles to the roots of his pale, coppery hair, Trapper blocked the width of the road and caught Salem’s hand. “You ole Nick-o’-the-Woods, you! How Salem laughed. He had been afraid of this meeting, Noneed. They shook hands as if never to leave off, and the shining of Kingcome’s light blue eyes outdid any words. “Good gorry, Trapper! Salem’s own eyes blurred. He choked, could not speak, and dared not try to, overcome by the hold of this freckled hand and the grin of this workman in dirty clothes. Every best part of life seemed to rise together from forgotten depths and stifle him with joy. ‘“‘You—why, last time ——— And I hove a bench at you!” “Come in,” said Trapper, ‘“‘ out the sun.” It hardly shone over the mill, underfoot the chips were still damp, morning coolness lingered everywhere; but Kingcome spoke and led Salem along as if guarding some delicate thing that might wilt. ‘Mus’ go feed my old boiler.” They entered a shed or dark wooden vault half underground, sweet smelling, filled in one corner almost to the roof by a great yellow mound of chips, crisp and curly. These came blowing downward from a boxed hole near the ceiling, and amid them in long gusts the clean high barytone song of a plane running through clear stuff with- out a chatter. + “Don’t mean to say you’re working?” Salem regained the power of speech. ‘‘ Who routs you out of bed in time?” “Me?” cried Trapper. “I’m Gabriel- Blow-Your-Horn. I’m the cherub that wakes up the seventy times seven sleepers. Didn’ you hear the w’istle blart jes’ now? When I git me a good purchase on the ole cord, and histe both boots off the ground and hang there to finish my be auty sleep, boys-oh, the fo’ks go shin up trees i’m here to Piskehag: an. Think she’s a In ijun devil.’ As they faced each other, Salem on a keg, Trapper elbow-deep in shavings, they might have been mistaken for dull young men exchanging time-worn banter. Noone could have guessed, at any rate, how Salem was thrilled. “Ain't this a hell of a note?’”’ demanded the grinning Kingcome. ‘‘How’d you git here?” “On foot.”’ “You're lookin’ fine.” “You haven’t changed a mite, Trapper.” They shouted, for the vibrating music drowned their words, as if they sat within the body of a giant fiddle. Kingcome did not go near a boiler anywhere, but pres- ently rose, took a broken hayrake, and began to haul shavings down the slope of the yellow mound. It was plain that he performed needless work; plain that he, like Salem, felt the embarrassment of emotion. “Oh, guess I hain’t failed non’, “How are all the boys? On this question Trapper laid hold with grateful energy. He plunged into his an- swer, forgot to rake, sat down again, and in half an hour, talking at speed, had only disentangled the preface and laid historical groundwork to his news of the countryside. ” You ” He was a master gossip, Salem not a bad listener. “Half a jiffy, don’t feed her out too quick.”’ Salem at last halted the v. -onicle with a sigh. He looked slowly about the room, hearkening to the shrill plane, watch- ing the chips blow from the chute mouth, relishing their fragrance, admiring the soft golden twilight reflected from a patch of sun at the door. ‘I'll bust. Good mind to get down and roll like a horse. You know, there where I was, Trapper—I’ve been a long time starving.” At his words the broad freckled face became grave. Its roundness could not lengthen, but it wore an infant’s look of distress and appeal. : “T know,” said Trapper. ‘‘ May as well come to the p’int.”” He stopped, then broke out passionately: “Sale, you must think I got a heart no bigger’n a beaver’s tongue! But how could I write to ye? All that while I kep’ a-tryin’, time and time again, but set there dumb and tore up. You may not believe it, when a man’s jaw kin wag so like Sancho, but come to letters I wa’n’t no more fit to write ’em than what hell’s fit for a powder house. And that’s a fact. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST S’posin’ I could, what use was letters any- way? Like goin’ up attic to show a-hoss an ear o’ corn out the window! Ontil we did have somethin’ to tell, and then too late; you was gone.” Kingcome stopped short, confusion. “T never once thought of that,”’ deel: ared Salem. ‘Never. Nor nothing else like it. He had broken the ice now. ‘‘ You know,’ he continued, “they let me out on what they call a pardon.” His friend looked up, still flushed, but no longer vehement. mumbling in “They told me,”’ said Salem, “in their office, "twas an Obadiah Voe that - W as it our old Frizzly?”’ “Yeah.” The other cut in quickly. “Old Frizzly Voe, he done the deed. With your ax. He went and give Asy Beard a tunk that started the whol’ thing goin’.”’ Trapper had heaved on foot and was raking once more. “How'd they find out?” Salem de- manded. ‘Last man on earth. Obadiah Voe? The poor old string of misery, what drove him to it? They said he owned up when dying. Trapper, look here. What's become of all those young ones Frizzly was father and mother to? Good gorry, he had ’em like the sands of the sea.” It appeared that Trapper would look anywhere but here. He went on combing the mound. His pale blue eyes had grown small and hidden, like the eyes of an elephant. “I can’t jes’ tell ye, Sale. I did hear somep’n too, Obadiah’s children are bein’ well looked after, they say. I don’t jes’ recall the partic’lars.” Unless the world had changed, this huge talker remembered all he chose not to for- get. Salern sat wondering. up the subject and chose another. “Did you ever go see that little girl?” “Which one?” said Trapper. ‘The one I chucked you the dog’s colli ar Fs “Oh, her ! Yes, I give her the collar same day.’ Agein Sz ale m waited. “What,” he ventured, became of her? Kingcome fished after something dirty blue pockets. “*Why, she’s round,’ livin’ there yit, I guess. The talk came to a standstill Selem conquered another doubt. “IT don’t know, Trapper,” he began ghyly. ‘“* Maybe a kind o’ fool’s caper. But ‘ to vic the notion I'd like to see that child again and--and have a talk witl her.” what you s’ pose in his "he drawled. ‘She's while “Child? Oh, Yeah, I see. The sleepy, elephantine eyes did not glance up, but considered what one freckled of black- fluted at hand was now holding, a nub jack tobacco gnawed all round, the edges like a pattypan., “*T’ll tell ye who you’d ought to have a talk with.” Kingcome tore off a chew and ruminated. ‘*You’d ought to go see Cap'n Constantine, that’s who. He could tell ye * Trapper suddenly roused. His eyes opened, wide and earnest. ‘Look, Sale, you go talk to the old cap’n. He's sick, layin’ bedfast, and would love ye. You'd take to him like a duck’s bill to the mud. Will ye go? Will ye promise?’ The man seemed ready to implore. Salem could not understand his fervor, but nodded. “All right. I don’t mind.” “Don’t ye fergit to.” Trapper threw away his rake, puffed out a sigh of relief, dropped on the mound elbow-deep once more, and became his old cheerful self. “But to think you never heard o’ that hoss! Why, sir, as a colt Bales McCath- erine willed him to Tom Grele. And now, by ginger!—Bales died in a hoss blanket, as he always ‘lowed to, and wouldn’ have his boots took off. Tom set up nursin’ him nights, and nothin’ would do, his last night on earth, but bring the colt right int’ the harness room where his eyes could rest on to see him. ‘Mambrino blood,’ s’e; ‘keep him good. If they’d let me lead him int’ the next world with me, Tom, I'd pay the dooty.’ So sayin’ old Bales reaches up for the halter, but can *t make it, and his hand drops, so-fashion.’ The interrupted chronicle swept on, full tide. Salem heard of great deeds done by a horse, now famous, that when he himself went to prison had not been foaled. The pair of cronies made up for lost years. 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RO THE SATURDAY EVENING POST P February 4,1922 to open in the spring of 1923; 500 more rooms will be added later. Detroit ~- St. Louis The Busiest People in the Hotel Telephone Operators — Mail Clerks — Elevator Operators By E. M. STATLER—being one of a series of ads embodying instructions to Statler employees. HE three busiest departments—and three of the most important—in a busy hotel, are telephone service, mail service, elevator service. All of them have to be mighty close to 100% perfect all the time, because everybody uses them—and de- pends upon them. In these hotels we do about everything humanly pos- sible to keep those departments always at their best. At some desks we keep a written record of every trans- action— which shows up every error, and who made it. Those things—which, indeed, belong to the “back- stage”’ side of hotel-keeping—are mentioned here be- cause we believe that our guests like to know that we take our responsibilities seriously, down through every last detail of service. Another aspect of it (more im- portant to you than the routine of these departments) is the way the people concerned serve you. That is why we print here some of the instructions these helpers of ours have, to guide them in their contact with you. Hotel an terete i rae ae eer are tr rn ennsy : Opp. Pennsylvania Terminal, New York, (The Largest Hotel in the World Instructions to Statler Employees To Telephone Operators “Remember that a guest who is de- pending for service upon someone whom he can't see someone who 1s, at the time, nothing but a voice to him is as much influenced by the tone and character of that voice as by the words it says. See, therefore, that your voice is pleasant, always; and your manner interested and gracious. “Push every telephone transaction to completion as rapidly as is consis- tent with thoroughness and courtesy. “Be especially careful of promises made by telephone. If you say ‘five minutes’ be quite sure that it won't be more; if you say ‘right away,’ don’t let anything or anybody delay or neglect it. The guest takes your word for it; see that he doesn't have to wait or complain”. To Front Office Clerks *“Mail clerks and key clerks who recognize people and remember their names are more valuable to us then others who do not, “You know that what the guest wants (and is entitled to) is a helpful and interested, as well as a courteous, service. You are not through with any transaction until the guest is satisfied; or, if you cannot satisfy him, until you have called your superior and the matter is out of your hands”. Ivan To Elevator Operators **Don’t forget the ‘please’ when you're speaking to your passengers, and don't let your manner be any- thing but pleasant. Don’t talk with other employees who are on your car, don’t hum or whistle or sing, even if you have no passengers. “At every stop where passengers are waiting, call ‘Up, please’ or ‘Down, please’. Follow exactly your instruc- tions about calling for floors before you start and at every stop. “If a guest is carried past his stop, whether through his own fault or yours, say ‘I’m sorry’, or apologize” To Everybody “No excuse will be accepted for any failure to carry out our policies as explained and interpreted in The Statler Service Codes. “These hotels will not keep, and will not knowingly employ, anybody who is discourteous or abrupt or sullen—either with guests or with his fellow-employees. However trying the circumstances are, however ‘un- reasonable’ other people may seem or be—to you, discourte sy cannot and will not be excused”. Por 0Mat tn ld | Hotels Statler \ new Hotel Statler (1100 rooms, 1100 baths) is now building at Buffalo Buffalo - Cleveland

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THE SATURDAY MERTON OF THE MOVIES (Continued from Page 5) the gate was the cast-iron effigy of a small negro in fantastic uniform, holding an iron ring aloft. The Gashwiler carriage horse had been tethered to this in the days before the Gashwiler touring car had beenacquired. “Dwelling of a country storekeeper!” muttered Merton. “That’s all you are!” This was intended to be scornful. Merton meant that on the screen it would be recog- nized as this and nothing more. It could not be taken for the mansion of a rich banker or the country home of a Wall Street magnate. He felt that he had been keen in his dispraise, especially as old Gashwiler would never get the sting of it. Clod! Three blocks brought him to the heart of the town, still throbbing faintly. He stood, irresolute, before the Giddings House. Chairs in front of this hostelry were now vacant of loafers, and a clatter of dishes came through the open windows of the din- ing room, where supper was on. Farther down the street Selby Brothers, Cigars and Confectionery, would be open; lights shone from the windows of the Fashion Pool Par- lor across the way: the City Drug Store could still be entered; and the post office would stay open until after the mail from No. 4 was distributed. With these excep- tions the shops along this mart of trade were tightly closed, including the Gashwiler Emporium, at the blind front of which Merton now glanced with the utmost dis- taste. Such citizens as were yet abroad would be over at the depot to watch No. 4 go through. Merton debated joining these sight-seers. Simsbury was teo small to be noticed by many trains. It sprawled along the track as if it had been an afterthought of the railroad. Trains like No. 4 were apt to dash relentlessly by it without slacken- ing speed, the mail bag being flung to the depot platform. But sometimes there would be a passenger for Simsbury, and the proud train would slow down and halt reluc tantly, with a grinding of brakes, while the passen- ger alighted. Then a good view of the train could be had: a line of beautiful sleepers terminating in an observation car, its rear platform guarded by a brass-topped railing, behind which the privileged lolled at ease; and up ahead a wonderful dining car, where dinner was being served; flitting white- clad waiters, the glitter of silver and crystal and damask, and favored beings feasting at their lordly ease, perliaps denying even a eareless glance at the pitiful hamlet out- side, or at most looking out impatient at the halt or merely staring with incurious eyes while awaiting their choice foods. Not one of these enviable persons ever betrayed any interest in Simsbury or its little group of citizens who daily gathered on the platform to do them honor. Merton Gill used to fancy that these people might shrewdly detect him to be out of place there—might perhaps take him to be an alien city man awaiting a similar proud train going the other way, standing, as he would, aloof from the obvious villagers and having a manner, a carriage, an attire, such as further set him apart. Still, he could never be sure about this. Perhaps no one ever did single him out as a being patently of the greater world. Perhaps they con- sidered that he was rightly of Sirasbury and would continue to be a part of it all the days of his life; or perhaps they wouldn’t notice him at all. They hed been passing Simsburys all day, and al! Simsburys and all their peoples must look very much alike to them. Very well—a day would come. There would be at Simsbury a momentous stop of No. 4 and another passenger would be in that dining car, disjoined forever trom Simsbury, and he with them would stare out the polished windows at the gaping throng, and he would continue to stare with incurious eyes at still other Simsburys along the right of way, while the proud train bore him off to triumphs never dreamed of by natural-born villagers. He decided now not to tantalize himself with a glance at this splendid means of escape from all that was sordid. He was still not a little depressed by the late. un- pleasantness with Gashwiler, who had thought him a crazy fool, with his revolver, his fiercely muttered words and his holding aloft of a valuable dummy as if to threaten it with destruction. Well, some day the old grouch would eat his words; some day he would be relating to amazed listeners that he had known Merton Gill intimately at the very beginning of his astounding career. That was bound to come. But to-night Merton had no heart for the swift spectacle of No. 4. Nor even, should it halt, did he feel up to watching those indifferent, in- curious passengers who little recked that a future screen idol in natty plush hat and belted coat amusedly surveyed them. To- night he must be alone—but a day would come. Resistless Time would strike his hour! Still, he must wait for the mail before beginning his nightly study. Certain of his magazines would come to-night. He saun- tered down the deserted street, pausing be- fore the establishment of Selby Brothers. From the door of this emerged one Elmer Huff, clerk at the City Drug Store. Elmer had purchased a package of cigarettes and now offered one to Merton. “"Lo, Mert! Have a little pill?” “No, thanks,” replied Merton firmly. He had lately given up smoking—save those clandestine indulgences at the ex- pense of Gashwiler—because he was saving money against his great day. Elmer lighted one of his own little pills and made a further suggestion. “Say, how about settin’ in a little game | with the gang to-night after the store closes—ten-cent limit?’’ “No, thanks,” replied firmly. He had no great liking for poker at any limit, and he would not subject his savings to a senseless hazard. Of course he might win, but you ne ver could tell. “Do you good,” urged Elmer. “Quit at twelve sh: arp, with one round of roodles. os “No, I guess not,” said Merton. *“We had some game last night, I'll tell the world! One hand we had four jacks out against four aces, and right after that I held four kings against an ace full. Say, one time there I was about two-eighty to the good, but I didn’t have enough sense to quit. Hear about Gus Giddin’s? They got him over in the coop for breaking in on a social out at the Oak Grove schoolhouse last night. Say, he had a peach on when he left here, I’ il tell the world! But he didn’t get far. Them Grove lads certainly made a believer out of him. You ought to see that left eye of his!” Merton listened loftily to this village talk, gossip of a rural sport who got a peach on and started something — And the poker game in the back room of the City Drug Store! What diversions were these for one who had a future? Let these clods live out their dull lives in their own way. But not Merton Gill, who held aloof hy | their low sports, studied faithfully the lessons in his film-acting course and patiently bided his time. He presently sauntered tu the post office, where the mail was being distributed. Here he found the sight-seers who had re- turned from the treat of No. 4’s flight, and many of the less enterprising citizens who had merely come down for their mail. Gashwiler was among these, smoking one of his choice cigars. He was not allowed to smoke in the house. Merton, knowing this prohibition, strictly enforced by Mrs. Gash- wiler, threw his employer a glance of honest pity. Briefly he permitted himself a vision of his own future home—a palatial bunga- low in distant Hollywood, with expensive cigars in elaborate humidors and costly gold-tipped cigarettes in silver things on low tables. One might smoke freely there in every room. Under more of the Elmer Huff sort of Merton, again gossip, and the rhythmic clump of the can- | celing stamp back of the drawers and boxes, he allowed himself a further glimpse of this | luxurious interior. He sat on a low couch, among soft cushions, a magnificent bear- skin rug beneath his feet. He smoked one of the costly cigarettes and chatted with a young lady interviewer from Photo Land. “You ask of my wife,” he was saying. **But she is more than a wife—she is my best pal, and, J may add, she is also my severest critic. He broke off here, for an obsequious Japanese butler entered with a tray of cool- ing drinks. The tray would be gleaming silver, but he was uncertain about the drinks; something with long straws in them, probably. But as to anything alco- holic, now —— While he was trying to determine this the general-delivery window was opened and the interview had to wait. But, anyway, you could smoke EVENING POST 8! No4SEME HOSIERY HAT are you paying now for silk hose? Do you know that you can get go + yy silk hose that will wear—for only $1.50? sk for Notaseme Ladies’ Hose No. 1601. And for the children? No. 41 for Boys, and No. 61 for Girls, have remarkable wearing qualities. NOTASEME HOSIERY COMPANY, PHILADELPHIA

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82 THE SATURDAY ere’ Mr. Rumberg’s Own Story— ENTERED Yale University this fall and intend to make money for all my clothes and books by securing subscriptions. By looking up my record you will find that I have been averaging sixteen dollars a week for spare time work. The best profit I ever made was about four dollars as follows: When I called one evening at the house of a friend I found eight other friends there—and I got every one of them to subscribe within a few minutes. In size and quality your publications are easily leaders. Thanks for the $36.00 bonus check I just received. George N. Curmbary (The original of Mr. Rumbere's statement is on file in the offices of The Curtis Publishing Company in Philadel phia) Do your spare hours bring extra money? source of easy extra profit for your spare hours. In almost every community Cee } H we need capable, energetic men and women who are in a position to devote a few hours each week to the pleasant and profitable work of caring for new and renewal subscription orders for The tleman, rienced in the handling of subscriptions ables you to perfect your selling ability as have generous commissions and liberal bonus the very first month. You probably know a number of peo- ple who are enthusiastic readers of one or more of these widely popular publica- tions. We will pay you cash for the renewals of their subscriptions. And you can probably think, right now, of a number who are not regular readers but who would be glad to subscribe by the year at prewar prices if you offered to save them the trouble of forwarding their orders. We will pay you cash for their subscriptions. Here is your chance to assure yourself me, of a permanent source of steady profit, “ offering opportunity for increased income % of Connecticut The ‘ Curtis me, Publishing it year after year. Scores of forehanded men and women ‘ will eagerly take advantage of this attrac our easy free course in salesmanship en- | . ss | imply any lack of merit. EVENING POST where you wished in that house, and Gash- wiler couldn’t smoke any closer to his house than the front porch. Even trying it there he would be nagged, and fussily asked why he didn’t go out to the barn. He was a poor fish, Gashwiler; a country storekeeper without a future. A clod! Merton, after waiting in line, obtained his mail, consisting of three magazines— Photo Land, Silver Screenings and Camera. As he stepped away he saw that Miss Tes- sie Kearns stood three places back in the line. He waited at the door for her. Miss | Kearns was the one soul in Simsbury who | understood him. He had confided to her all his vast ambitions; she had sympa- thized with them, and her never-failing en- couragement had done not a little to stiffen his resolution at odd times when the haven of Hollywood seemed all too distant. A certain community of ambitions had been the foundation of this sympathy between the two, for Tessie Kearns meant to be- come a scenario writer of eminence, and, like Merton, she was now both studying | and practicing a difficult art. She conducted the millinery and dressmaking establish- ment next to the Gashwiler Emporium, but found time, as did Merton, for the worth- while things outside her narrow life. She was a slight, spare little figure, sedate and mouselike, of middle age and, to the village, of a quiet, sober way of thought. But, known only to Merton, her real life was one of terrific adventure, involving crime of the most atrocious sort, and con- tact not only with the great and good, but with loathsome denizens of the underworld who would commit any deed for hire. Some of her scenarios would have profoundly shocked the good people of Simsbury, and she often suffered tremors of apprehension at the thought that one of them might be enacted at the Bijou Palace right there on | Fourth Street, with her name brazenly nn a ° announced as author. , TOO, can have a permanent Suppose it were Passion’s Perils! She would surely have to leave town after that! She would be too | ashamed to stay. Still she would be proud, also, for by that time they would be calling | her to Hollywood itself. Of course nothing Saturday Evening Post, The Ladies’ Home Journal and The Country Gen- | The workers we want need not be expe- | you carry on your work—and you may | so distressing---or so grand—had happened yet, for none of her dramas had been ac- cepted; but she was coming on. It might. happen any time. She joined Merton, anenvelopein her hand and a brave little smile on her pinched face. “Which one is it?”’ he asked, referring to the envelope. “Tt’s Passion’s Perils,” she answered with a jaunty affectation of amusement. “The Touchstone-Blatz people sent it back. The slip says its being returned does not “T should think it wouldn’t!’’ said Mer- ton warmly. He knew Passion’s Perils. A company | might have no immediate need for it, but | its rejection could not possibly imply a lack | of merit, because the merit was there. No one could dispute that. They walked on to the Bijou Palace. Its front was dark, for only twice a week, on Tuesdays and Saturdays, could Simsbury muster a picture audience; but they could read the bills fer the following night. The entrance was flanked on either side by bill- boards, and they stopped before the first. Merton Gill's heart quickened its beats, for there .was billed none other than Beulah Baxter in the ninth installment of her tre- mendous serial, the Hazards of Hortense. It was going to be good! It almost seemed that this time the scoundre!s would surely get Hortense. She was speeding across a vast open quarry in a bucket at- tached to a cable, and one of the scoundrels | with an ax was viciously hacking at the cable’s farther anchorage. It would be a miracle if he did not succeed in his hellish design to dash Hortense to the cruel rocks below. Merton, of course, had not a mo- | ment’s doubt that the miracle would inter- Com pany ia” tive opening. Wil] you be one of them? Sey It costs but a two-cent stamp to investi 464 Independence Square, ma, wate. Philadelphia, Penna. “y, ‘eign se, IF YOU want to earn set emen ‘.. extra money in your | Piease tell me more about your plan for ‘ Understand that I place myself under no obligation in making this inquiry. ~~, spare time, clip * . . ‘.. and mail this . “. coupon NOW! ne *, “se, spare time profit. Name sine 6 Street or R. F. D — Town State —— Seo oe, vene; he had seen other serials. So he made no comment upon the gravity of the situation, but went at once to the heart of his ecstasy. “The most beautiful woman on the screen,”’ he murmured. “Well, I don’t know.” Miss Kearns appeared about to advance the claims of rival beauties, but desisted | when she saw that Merton was firm. “None of the rest can touch her,” he maintained. ‘“‘And look at her nerve! Would your others have as much nerve as that?” “Maybe she has someone to double in those places,’’ suggested the screen-wise Tessie Kearns. February 4,1922 “Not Beulah Baxter. Didn’t I see her personal appearance that time I went to Peoria last spring on purpose to see it? Didn’t she talk about the risks she took and how the directors were always begging her to use a double and how her artistic convictions wouldn’t let her do any such thing? You can bet the little girl is right there in every scene!” They passed to the other billboard. This would be the comedy. A painfully cross- eyed man in misfitting clothes was doing something supposed to be funny— pushing a lawn mower over the carpet of a palatial home. “How Kearns. “Ain’t it?’’ said Merton. ‘“‘How they can have one of those terrible things on the same bill with Miss Baxter—I can’t under- stand it.” “Those censors ought to suppress this sort of buffoonery instead of scenes of dig- nified passion like they did in Scarlet Sin,” declared Tessie. ‘Did you read about that?” “They sure ought,” agreed “These comedies make me tired. see one if I can help it.” Walking on, they discussed the wretched public taste and the wretched actors that pandered to it. The slap-stick comedy, they held, degraded a fine and beautiful art. Merton was especially severe. He always felt uncomfortable at one of these regrettable exhibitions when people about him who knew no better laughed heartily. He had never seen anything to laugh at, and said as much. They crossed the street and paused at the door of Miss Kearns’ shop, behind which were her living rooms. She would to-night go over Passion’s Perils once more and send it to another company. “I wonder,” she said to Merton, “‘if they keep sending it back because the sets are too expensive. Of course there’s the one where the dissipated English nobleman, Count Blessingham, lures Valerie into Westminster Abbey for his own evil pur- poses on the night of the old earl’s murder that’s expensive—but they get a chance to use it again when Valerie is led to the altar by young Lord Stonecliff, the rightful heir. And of course Stonecliff Manor, where Valerie is first seen as governess, would be expensive; but they use that in a lot of scenes too. Still, maybe I might change the locations around to something they’ve got built.” “T wouldn't change a line,” said Merton. “Don’t give in to’em. Make ’em take it as it is. They might ruin your picture with theap stuff.’ “‘Well,”’ the authoress debated, “maybe I'll leave it. I’d especially hate to give up Westminster Abbey. Of course the scene where she is struggling with Count Bless- ingham might easily be made offensive it’s a strong scene—but it all comes right. You remember she wrenches herself loose from his grasp and rushes to throw herself before the altar, which suddenly lights up, and the scoundrel is afraid to pursue her there, because he had a thorough religious training when a boy at Oxford, and he feels it would be sacrilegious to seize her again while the light from the altar shines upon her that way, and so she’s saved for the time being. It seems kind of a shame not to use Westminster Abbey for a really big scene like that, don’t you think?” “T should say so!’’ agreed Merton warmly. ‘They build plenty of sets as big as that. Keep it in!” “Well, I'll take your advice. And I shan’t give up trying with my other ones. And I’m writing to another set of people see here.’”’? She took from her hand bag a clipped advertisement which she read to Merton in the fading light, holding it close to her keen little eyes. ‘‘Listen! ‘Five thousand photoplay ideas needed. Work- ing girl paid ten thousand dollars for ideas she had thought worthless. Yours may be worth more. Experience unnecessary. In- formation free. Producers’ League 562, Piqua, Ohio.’ Doesn’t that sound encour- aging? And it isn’t as if I didn’t have some experience. I’ve been writing scenarios for two years now.” “We both got to be patient,’”’ he pointed out. “We can’t succeed all at once, just remember that.” “Oh, I’m patient, and I’m determined; and I know you are, too, Merton. But the way my things keep coming back—well, I guess we’d both get discouraged if it wasn’t for our sense of humor.” (Continued on Page 85) disgusting!’’ exclaimed Miss Merton. I never e

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(Continued from Page 82) “T bet we would,” agreed Merton. “‘And good night!” He went on to the Gashwiler Emporium and let himself into the dark stere. At the moment he was bewailing that the next in- stallment of the Hazards of Hortense would be shown on a Saturday night, for on those nights the store kept open until nine and he could see it but once. On a Tuesday night he would have watched it twice, in spite of the so-called comedy unjustly sharing the bill with it. Lighting a match, he made his way through the silent store, through the stock room that had so lately been the foul lair of Snake le Vasquez, and into his own per- sonal domain, a square partitioned off from the stock room in which were his cot, the table at which he studied the art of screen acting, and his other little belongings. He often called this his den. He lighted a lamp on the table and drew up the chair. On the boards of the partition in front of him were pasted many presentments of his favorite screen actress, Beulah Baxter. as she underwent the nerve-racking Hazards of Hortense. The intrepid giri was seen leaping from the seat of her hign-powered car to the cab of a passing locomotive, her chagrined pursuers in the distant back- ground. She sprang from a high cliff into the chill waters of a storm-tossed sea. Bound to the back of a spirited horse, she was raced down the steep slope of a rocky ravine in the Far West. Alone in a foul den of the underworld she held at bay a dozen villainous Asiatics. Down the fire escape of a great New York hotel she made a perilous way. From the shrouds of a tossing ship she was about to plunge to a watery release from the persecutor who was almost upon her. Upon the roof of the Fifth Avenue mansion of her sc oundrelly guardian in the great city of New York she was gaining the friendly projection of a cor- nice from whence she could leap and again escape death—even a fate worse than death, for the girl was pursued from all sorts of base motives. This time, friendless and alone in profligate New York, she would leap from the cornice to the branches of the great eucalyptus tree that grew hard by. Unnerving performances like these were a constant inspiration to Merton Gill. He knew that he was not yet fit to act in such scenes—to appear opportunely in the last reel of each installment and save Hortense for the next one. But he was confident a day would come. On the same wall he faced also a series of photographs of himself. These were stills to be one day shown to a director who would thereupon perceive his screen merits. There was Merton in the natty belted coat, with his hair slicked back in the approved mode and a smile upon his face; a happy, careless college youth. There was Merton in tennis flannels, his hair nicely disar- ranged, jauntily holding a borrowed rac- quet. Here he was in a trench coat and the cap of a lieutenant, grim of face, the jaw set, holding a revolver upon someone un- pictured; there in a wide-collared sport shirt lolling negligently upon a bench after a hard game of polo or something. Again he appeared in evening dress, two straight- ened fingers resting against his left temple. Underneath this was written in a running, angular, distinguished hand, “‘ Very truly yours, Clifford Armytage.”’ This, and prints of it similarly irscribed, would one day go to unknown admirers who besought him for likenesses of himself. But Merton lost no time in scanning these pictorial triumphs. He was turning the pages of the magazines he had brought, his first hasty search being for new photo- graphs of his heroine. He was quickly re- warded. Silver Screenings proffered some fresh views of Beulah Baxter, not in danger- ous moments, but revealing certain quieter aspects of her wondrous life. In her kitchen, apron clad, she stirred something. In her lofty music room she was seated at her piano. In her charming library she was shown “‘ Among Her Books.”’ More charm- ingly she was portrayed with her beautiful arms about the shoulders of her dear old mother. And these accompanied an inter- view with the actress. The writer, one Esther Schwarz, pro- fessed the liveliest trepidation at first meeting the screen idol, but was swiftly reassured by the unaffected cordiality of her reception. She found that success had not spoiled Miss Baxter. A sincere artist, she yet absolutely lacked the usual tempera- ment and mannerisms. She seemed more determined than ever to give the public THE SATURDAY EVENING POST RS something better and finer. Her splendid dignity, reserve, humanness, high ideals and patient study of her art had but mel- lowed, not hardened, a gracious personal- ity. Merton Gill received these assurances without surprise. He knew Beulah Baxter would prove to be these delightful things. He read on for the more exciting bits. “I’m so interested in my work,”’ prettily observed Miss Baxter to the interviewer; “suppose we talk only of that. Leave out all the rest—my Beverly Hills home, my cars, my jewels, my Paris gowns, my dogs, my servants, my recreations. It is work alone that counts, don’t you think? We must learn that success, all that is beauti- ful and fine, requires work, infinite work and struggle. The beautiful comes only through suffering and sacrifice. And of course dramatic work broadens a girl’s view- point, helps her to get the real, the worth- while things out of life, enriching her nature with the emotional experience of her roles. It is through such pressure that we grow, and we must grow, must we not? One must strive for the ideal, for the art which will be but the pictorial expression of that, and for the emotion which must be touched by the illuminating vision of a well- developed imagination if the vital message of the film is to be felt. “But of course I have my leisure mo- ments from the grinding stress. Then I turn to my books—I’m wild about history. And how I love the great free out-of-doors! I should prefer to be on a simple farm, were I a boy. The public would not have me a boy, you say’’—she shrugged prettily “oh, of course, my beauty, as they are pleased to call it. After all, why should one not speak of that? Beauty is just a stock in trade, you know. Why not acknowledge it frankly? But do come to my delightful kitchen, where I spend many a spare mo- ment, and see the lovely custard I have made for dear mamma’s Rly eng Merton Gill was entranced by this ex- position of the quieter side of his idol’s life. | Of course he had known she could not al- ways be making narrow escapes, and it seemed that she was almost more delightful | in this staid domestic life. Here, away from her professional perils, she was, it seemed, ‘‘a slim little girl with sad eyes and | a wistful mouth.” The picture moved him strongly. More than ever he was persuaded that his day would come. Even might come the day when it would be his lot to lighten the sor- row of those eyes and appease the wistful- ness of that tender mouth. He was less sure about this. He had been unable to learn if Beulah Baxter was still unwed. Silver Screenings, in reply to his question, had answered ‘‘Perhaps.’”” Camera, in its an- swers to correspondents, had said “‘Not now.”’ Then he had written to Photo Land: “Ts Beulah Baxter unmarried?” The an- swer had come, “‘Twice.”” He had been able to make little of these replies, enig- matic, ambiguous, at best. But he felt that some day he would at least be chosen to act with this slim little girl with the sad eyes and wistful mouth. He, it might be, would | ‘rescue her from the branches of the great eucalyptus tree growing hard by the Fifth Avenue mansion ef the scoundrelly guar- dian. This, if he remembered well her mes- sage about hard work. He recalled now the wondrous occasion on which he had traveled the nearly hun- dred miles to Peoria to see his idol in the flesh. Her personal appearance had been advertised. It was on a Saturday night, but Merton had silenced old Gashwiler with the tale of a dying aunt in the distant city. Even so, the old grouch had been none too considerate. He had seemed to believe that Merton’s aunt should have died nearer to Simsbury, or at least have chosen a dull Monday. But Merton had held with dignity to the point; a dying aunt wasn’t to be hustled about as to either time or place. She died | when her time came—even on a Saturday night—and where she happened to be, though it were a hundred miles from some point more convenient to an utter stranger. He had gone and thrillingly had beheld for five minutes his idol in the flesh, the slim little girl of the sorrowful eyes and wistful mouth, as she teld the vast audience— it seemed to Merton that she spoke solely to him—by what narrow chance she had been saved from disappointing it. She had missed the train, but had at once leaped into her high-powered roadster and made the journey at an average of sixty-five miles an hour, braving death a dozen times. 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New York Chicago Boston San Francisco Te a a en nes a MR. PEANUT REG.U.S. PAT. OFF EVENING POST would not have it disappointed, and there she was before them in her trim driving suit, still breathless from the wild ride. hen she told them—Merton espe- cially—how her directors had again and again besought her not to persist in risking her life in her dangerous exploits, but to allow a double to take her place at the more critical moments. But she had never been able to bring herself to this de- ception, for deception, in a way, it would be. The directors had entreated in vain. She would keep faith with her public, though full well she knew that at any time one of her dare-devil acts might prove fatal. Her public was very dear to her. She was delighted to meet it here, face to face, heart to heart. She clasped her own slender hands over her own heart as she said this, and there was a pathetic little catch in her voice as she waved farewell kisses to the throng. Many a heart besides Merton’s beat more quickly at knowing that she must rush out to the high-powered roadster and be off at eighty miles an hour to St. Louis, where another vast audience would the next day be breathlessly awaiting her pefsonal appearance. Merton had felt abundantly repaid for his journey. There had been inspiration in this contact. . Little he minded the acid greeting, on his return, of a mere Gash- wiler, spawning in his low mind a mon- strous suspicion that the dying aunt had never lived. Now he read in his magazines other inti- mate interviews by other talented young women who had braved the presence of other screen idols of both sexes. The inter- viewers approached them with trepidation, and invariably found that success had not spoiled them. Fine artists though they were, applauded and richly rewarded, yet | they remained simple, unaffected and cor- dial to these daring reporters. They spoke with quiet dignity of their work, their ear- | nest efforts to give the public something better and finer. They wished the count- less readers of the interviews to compre- hend that their triumphs had come only with infinite work and struggle, that the beautiful comes only through suffering | and sacrifice. At lighter moments they spoke gayly of their palatial homes, their domestic pets, their wives or husbands and their charming children. They all loved the great out-of-doors, | but their chief solace from toil was in this | unruffled domesticity, where they | favorite, Harold Parmalee. could forget the worries of an exacting profession and lead asimple home life. All the hus- bands and wives were more than that— they were good pals; and of course they read and studied a great deal. Many of them were wild about books. He was especially interested in the inter- view printed by Camera with that world For this was the screen artist whom Merton most en- vied, and whom he conceived himself most to resemble in feature. The lady inter- viewer, Miss Augusta Blivens, had gone trembling into the presence of Harold Parmalee, to be instantly put at her ease by the young artist’s simple, unaffected man- | ner. He chatted of his early struggles when he was only too glad to accept the few paltry hundreds of dollars a week that were offered him in minor parts; of his quick rise to eminence; of his unceasing effort to give the public something better | and finer; of his love for the great out-of- | doors; and of his daily flight to the ‘tle | nest that sheltered his pal wife and the kiddies. Here he could be truly himself, a man’s man, loving the simple things of life. | Here, in his library, surrounded by his | books, or in the music room playing over | some little Chopin prelude, or on the lawn romping with the giant police dog, he could forget the public that would not let | him rest. Nor had he been spoiled in the least, | said the interviewer, by the adulation | poured out upon him by admiring women and girls in volume sufficient to turn the head of a less sane young man. “There are many beautiful women in the world,” pursued the writer, “and I February 4, 1922 dare say there is not one who meets Harold Parmalee who does not love him in one way or another. He has mental brilliancy for the intellectuals, good looks for the empty-headed, a strong vital appeal, a magnetism almost overwhelming to the susceptible, and an easy and supremely appealing courtesy for every woman he encounters Merton drew a long breath after reading these earnest words. Would an interviewer some day be writing as much abeut him? He studied the pictures of Harold Parmalee that abundantly spotted the article. The full face, the profile, the symmetrical shoulders, the jaunty bearing, the easys masterful smile. From each of these he would raise his eyes to his own pictured face on the wall above him. Undoubtedly he was not unlike Harold Parmalee. He noted little similarities. He had the nose, perhaps a bit more jutting than Harold’s; and the chin, even more prominent. Possibly a director would have told him that his Harold Parmalee beauty was just a trifle overdone; that his face went just a bit past the line of pleasing resemblance and into something else. But at this moment the aspirant was reassured. His eyes were pale, under pale brows, yet they showed well in the prints. And he was slightly built, perhaps even thin, but a diet rich in fats would remedy that. And even if he were quite a little less comely than Parma- lee, he would still be impressive. After all, a great deal depended upon the acting, and he was learning to act. Months ago, the resolution big in his heart, he had answered the advertisement in Silver Screenings, urging him to “ Learn Movie Acting, a fascinating profession that pays big. Would you like to know,” it de- manded, “if you are adapted to this work? If so, send ten cents for our Ten-Hour Talent-Prover, or Key to Movie-Acting Aptitude, and find whether you are suited to take it up.” Merton had earnestly wished to know this, and had sent ten cents to the Film Incorporation Bureau, Station N, Steb- binsville, Arkansas. The Talent-Prover, or Key to Movie-Acting Aptitude, had come; he had mailed his answers to the questions and waited an anguished ten days, fearing that he would prove to lack the required aptitude for this great art. But at last the cheering news had come. He had every aptitude in full measure, and all that re- mained was to subscribe to the correspond- ence course, He had felt weak in the moment of his relief from this torturing anxiety. Suppose they had told him that he wouldn’t do? And he had studied the lessons with un- swerving determination. Night and day he had held to his ideal. He knew that when you did this your hour was bound to come. He yawned now, thinking, instead of the anger expressions he should have been practicing, of the sordid things he must do to-morrow. He must be up at five, sprinkle the floor, sweep it, take down the dust cur- tains from the shelves of dry goods, clean and fill the lamps, then station outside the dummies in their raiment. All day he would serve customers, snate — a hasty lunch of crackers and cheese behind the grocery counter. And at night, instead of twice watching the Hazards of Hortense, he must still unreasonably serve late cus- tomers until the second unwinding of those delectable reels. He suddenly sickened of it all. Was he not sufficiently versed in the art he had chosen to practice? And old Gashwiler every day getting harder to bear! His re- solve stiffened. He would not wait much longer—only until the savings hidden out under the grocery counter had grown a bit. He made ready for bed, taking, after he had undressed, some dumb-bell exercises that would make his shoulders a trifle more like Harold Parmalee’s. This rite concluded, he knelt by his narrow cot and prayed briefly: “Oh, God, make me a good movie actor! Make me one of the best! For Jesus’ sake, amen!” (TO BE CONTINUED) ~ ed —

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Monsieur Bonticu gestured regret with his shoulders, and said, “I am desolated with chagrin, messieurs, believe me; but it is impossible.” “Impossible? It cannot be!” cried Mon- sieur Pantan. ‘‘ Monsieur has one wife. I have one wife. Our responsibilities are equal. Is it that monsieur is prepared to swallow his word of insult?” “‘Never!’’ declared Monsieur Bonticu. “T yearn to encounter monsieur in mortal combat. But, alas, it is not I but Nature that intervenes. I have only this morning become a father, messieurs.”’ As if in confirmation there came from the room above the treble wail of a new infant. “Behold!” exclaimed Monsieur Bonticu with a wave of his hand. Monsieur Pantan’s face was purple. “This is too much!” he raged. ‘“‘But wait, monsieur! But wait!” He clapped his high hat on his head and stamped out of the shop. Truffles were hunted and the days flowed by and Monsieur Pantan and his seconds one high noon again called upon Monsieur ” .Bonticu, who greeted them urbanely, albeit he appeared to have lost weight and tiny worry wrinkles were visible in his face. “Monsieur,” began the chief second, ‘may I have the honor “T’ll speak for myself,” interrupted Mon- sieur Pantan. “With my own voice I wish to inform monsieur that nothing can now prevent our meeting at dawn to-morrow. To-day, monsieur the undertaker, I, too, became a father!” The news seemed to interest but not to stagger Monsieur Bonticu. His smile was sad as he said, ‘‘ You are too late, monsieur the apothecary and veterinarian. Two days ago I, also, became a father again.”’ Monsieur Pantan appeared to be about to burst, so terrible was his rage. “But wait!” he screamed. “But wait!” And he rushed out. Next day Monsieur Pantan and his sec- onds returned. The mustachios of the little man were on end with excitement and his eye was triumphant. “We meet to-morrow at daybreak,” announced. ** Ah, that it were possible!’’ sighed Mon- sieur Bonticu. ‘‘But the code forbids. As I said yesterday, monsieur has a wife and a child while I have a wife and children. I regret our inequality, but I cannot deny Se “Spare your regrets, monsieur,’ ’ rejoined the small man. “I, too, have two children now.” ““You?’’ Monsieur Bonticu stared, puz- zled. ‘Yesterday you had but one. It cannot be, monsieur!”’ “It can be!” cried Monsieur Pantan. “Yesterday I adopted one!” The peony face of Monsieur Bonticu did not blanch at this intelligence. Again he smiled with an infinite sa ness. “*T appreciate,” he said, “ Monsieur Pan- tan’s courtesy in affording me this opportu- nity; but, alas, he has not been in possession of the facts. By an almost unpardonable oversight I neglected to inform monsieur that I had become the father not of one child but of two—twins, monsieur. Would you care to inspect them? Monsieur Pantan’s face was contorted with a wrath shocking to witness. He bit his lip; he clenched his fist. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST HONOR AMONG SPORTSMEN (Continued from Page 19) “The end is not yet!’ he shouted. “No, no, monsieur! By the thumbs of Saint Front, I shall adopt another child!” At ‘high noon next day three men in | grave parade went down the Rue Victor Hugo and entered the shop of Monsieur Bonticu. Monsieur Pantan spoke. “The adoption hes been made,” nounced. have a wife and three children. meet at dawn to-morrow?” he an- “Here are the papers. I, too, Shall we Monsieur Bonticu looked up from his account books with a rueful smile. “Ah, if it could be!” he said. cannot be!” “It cannot be?”’ echoed Monsieur Pan- tan. “No,” said Monsieur Bonticu sadly. ** Last night my aged father-in-law came to live with me. He is a new and weighty responsibility, monsieur.’ Monsieur Pantan appeared numbed for a moment; then with a glare of concen- trated fury he rasped, “T, too, have an aged father-in-law.” He slammed the shep door after him. That night when Monsieur Bonticu went to the immaculate little sty back of his shop to see if the pride of his heart, Anas- tasie, was comfortable, to chat with her a moment, and to present her with a morsel of truffle to keep up her interest in the chase, he found her lying on her side moan- ing faintly. Between moans she breathed with a labored wheeze, and in her gentle blue eyes stood the tears of suffering. She caked up feebly, piteously, at Monsieur Bonticu. With a ery of horror and alarm he bent over her. “Anastasie! My Anastasie! it? What ails my brave one?” She grunted softly, short, stifled grunts of anguish. He made a swift examination. Expert in all matters pertaining to the pig, he perceived that she had contracted an acute case of that rare and terrible disease known locally as Périgord pip, and he knew only too well that her demise was but a question of hours. His Anastasie would never track down another truffle unless He leaned weakly against the wall and clasped his warm brow. There was but one man in all the world who could cure her, and that man was Pantan the veterinarian. His Elixir Pantan, a secret specific, was the only known cure for the dread malady. Pride and love wrestled within the torn soul of the stricken Bonticu. To humble himself before his rival—it was unthink- able. He could see the sneer on Monsieur Pantan’s olive face; he could hear his cutting words of refusal. The dew of con- flicting emotions dampened the brow of Monsieur Bonticu. Anastasie whimpered in pain. He could not stand it. He struck his chest a resounding blow of decision. He reached for his hat. Monsieur Bonticu knocked timidly at the door of the apothecary-veterinarian’s house. A head appeared at a window. “Who is it?’’ demanded a shrill, cross, female voice. “It is I, Bonticu. Monsieur Pantan.” “Nice time to come!’’ complained the lady. She shouted into the darkness of the room, ‘““Pantan! Pantan, you sleepy lout, wake up! There’s a great oaf of a man out- side wanting to speak to you.’ “Patience, my dear Rosalie, patience!” came the voice of Monsieur Pantan; it was strangely meek. Presently the head of Monsieur Pantan, all nightcap and mus- tachios, was protruded from the window. “You have come to fight?” he asked. “But no!” “Bah! Then why wake me up this cold night?” “It is a family matter, monsieur,” said the shivering Bonticu. “A matter the most pressing.” “Is it that monsieur has adopted an orphanage,” inquired Pantan, * or brought nine old aunts to live with him? “No, no, monsieur! It is most serious. It is Anastasie. She—is—dying!” “A thousand regrets, but I cannot act as pallbearer,’”’ returned Monsieur Pantan, preparing to shut the window. ‘Good night.” “T beg monsieur to attend a little sec- ond!” cried Monsieur Bonticu. “You can save her.” “T save her?” Monsieur Pantan’s tone suggested that the idea was deliciously absurd. “But it What is I wish to speak with The house illustrated is the CHUKLTENHAM Reduced Ey age from “Lewis Home hows how floor plans and details of each house are given Bn Lewis method makes sure that you will have a house which meas and that you will get it at the lowest possible price. 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Ford Owners: The AC Carbon Proof Plug is specially designed for your use. It resists oll, soot and carbon. If your Ford dealer will not supply you, you can get these plugs from any other good dealer or garage. Champion Ignition Company, FLINT, -ACGchigan Pat. N 1,148,72 Apr 13, 1918, U. S. Pat. No, 1,216,199, Feb, 13, 1917, Other Patents Pending Plug of the World SATURDAY EVENING POST “Yes, yes, yes!” cried Bonticu, catching at a straw. “‘You alone. She has the Périgord pip, monsieur.” “Ah, indeed !”’ “Yes, one cannot doubt it.” “Most amusing.” “Youarecruel, monsieur!”’ cried Bonticu. “She suffers—ah, how she suffers!” “She will not suffer long,”’ said Pantan coldly. There was a sob in Bonticu’s voice as he said, ‘“‘I entreat monsieur to save her. I entreat him as a sportsman,” In the window Monsieur Pantan seemed to be thinking deeply. “T entreat him as a doctor. The ethics of his profession demand ———”’ “You have used me abominably, mon- sieur,”’ came the voice of Pantan, “but when you appeal to me as a sportsman and a doctor I cannot refuse. Wait!” The window banged down and in a sec- ond or so Monsieur Pantan, in hastily donned attire, joined his rival and silently they walked through the night to the bed- side of the dying Anastasie. Once there, Monsieur Pantan’s manner became profes- sional, intense, impersonal. “Warm water—buckets of it,” he or- | dered. “Yes, monsieur.”’ “‘Olive oil and cotton.” **Yes, monsieur.”’ With trembling hands Monsieur Bonticu brought the things desired, and hovered about, speaking gently to Anastasie, call- ing her pet names, soothing her. The apothecary-veterinarian was busy. He forced the contents of a huge black bottle down her throat. He anointed her with oil, water and unknown substances. He ordered his rival about briskly. “Rub her belly.” Bonticu rubbed violently. “Pull her tail.” Bonticu pulled. **Massage her limbs.” Bonticu massaged till he was gasping for breath. The light began to come back to the eyes of Anastasie, the rose hue to her pale snout; she stopped whimpering. Mon- sieur Pantan rose with a smile. “The crisis is past,” he announced. ‘‘She will live. What in the name of all the devils ——”’ This last ejaculation was blurred and smothered, for the overjoyed Bonticu, with the impulsiveness of his warm southern nature, had thrown his arms about the little man and planted loud kisses on both hairy cheeks. They stood facing each other, oddly shy. “If monsieur would do me the honor,” began Monsieur Bonticu a little thickly, “IT have some ancient port. A glass or two after that walk in the cold would be good for monsieur, perhaps.” “If monsieur insists,’ murmured Pantan. Monsieur Bonticu vanished and reap- peared with a cobwebbed bottle. They drank. Pantan smacked his lips. Timidly Mon- sieur Bonticu said, “‘I can never sufficiently repay monsieur for his kindness.” He glanced at Anastasie, who slept tranquilly. ‘She is very dear to me.” “Do I not know?” replied Monsieur Pantan. “Have I not Clotilde?” “T trust she is in excellent health, mon- sieur.”’ “She was never better, sieur Pantan. He finished his glass and it was promptly refilled. Only the sound of Anastasie’s regular breathing could be heard. Mon- sieur Pantan put down his glass. In a manner that tried to be casual he remarked: ‘I will not attempt to conceal from monsieur that his devotion to his Anastasie has touched me. Believe me, Monsieur Bonticu, I am not unaware of replied Mon- February 4, 1922 the sacrifice you made in coming to me for her sake.” Monsieur Bonticu, deeply moved, bowed. “Monsieur would have done the same for his Clotilde,”’ he said. ‘‘ Monsieur has demonstrated himself to be a thorough sportsman. I am grateful to him. I'd have missed Anastasie.” “But naturally.” “Ah, yes,” went on Monsieur Bonticu. ‘“‘When my wife scolds and the children scream it is to her I go for a little talk. She never argues.” Monsieur Pantan looked up from a long draught. “Does your wife scold and your children scream?”’ he asked. ‘Alas, but too often,’ sieur Bonticu. “You should hear my Rosalie,” sighed Monsieur Pantan. ‘I, too, seek consolation as you do. I talk with my Clotilde.” Monsieur Bonticu nodded sympathet- ically. “‘ My wife is always nagging me for more money,” he said with a ee Pm burst of confidence. ‘‘And the undertaking busi- ness, my dear Pantan, is not what it was.”’ “Do I not know?” said Pantan. ‘‘When folks are well we both suffer.” “I stagger beneath my load,” sighed Bonticu. “My load is no less light,’’ remarked Pantan. “‘If my family responsibilities should in- crease,”’ observed Bonticu, “it would be little short of a calamity.” “Tf mine did,’’ said Pantan, “‘it would be a tragedy.” “And yet,’ mused Bonticu, “our re- sponsibilities seem to go on increasing.” “Alas, it is but too true.” “The statesmen are talking of limiting armaments,”’ remarked Bonticu. ** An excellent idea,” said Pantan warmly. “Can it be that W vy are more astute than two veteran truffle hunters?”’ “They could not possibly be, my dear Bonticu.” There was a pregnant pause. Monsieur Bonticu broke the silence. “In the heat of the chase,” he said, “‘one does things and says things one afterwards regrets.” “Yes, that is true.” “In his excitement one might even so far forget himself as to call a fellow sports- man—a really excellent fellow—a _ puff-, answered Mon- Suddenly Monsieur Bonticu thrust his fat hand toward Monsieur Pantan. “You are not a puffball, Armand,” he said. ‘‘ You never were a puffball!”’ Tears leaped to the little man’s eyes. He seized the extended hand in both of his and pressed it. * Aristide!’’ was all he could say. “‘Aris- tide!” “We shall drink,” cried Bonticu, ‘‘to the art of truffle hunting.” “The science,”’ corrected Pantan gently. ‘To the art-science of truffle hunting!”’ cried Bonticu, raising his glass. The moon smiled down on Périgord. On the ancient twisted streets of Montpont it smiled with particular brightness. 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THE SATURDAY STOP AND GO : (Continued from Page 13) Over in Brooklyn a supreme-court judge issued an injunction against the police restraining them from interfering with the traffic in the neighborhood of Borough Hall by their so-called regulations. This made it necessary to get a state law passed by the assembly authorizing the police to adopt traffic regulations. By the way, an odd feature to traffic regulations is that the main obstacle to innovations, as a rule, is the business men. I don’t recall a single change of importance that did not at first meet with their objection. After the improvements begin working smoothly, though, they become our strongest sup- porters. In those early days there wasn’t any particular need for automobiles to be equipped with horns, though they all had them. We could hear them coming for half a mile by their rattles and squeaks. Mighty few of them could run more than twenty miles an hour. Just the same, we got a speed law passed. This law didn’t say anything about the number of miles an hour. It merely prohibited “a speed that will endanger life and property.”” That is still the law, though drivers generally understand that they are not to exceed twenty miles an hour. As a matter of fact the speed doesn’t make so much difference so long as cars do not try to pass one an- other and jam up the procession. A driver could be arrested for going seventeen miles an hour if he is interfering with traffic in general. A lot of automobilists—they were cocky in those days--tried to be arbitrary and split hairs about this. No matter what were the regulations, they were against us. well-known manufacturer, handling his own car, shot out from the line one day and drove by me at twenty miles an hour. 1 halted him and sent him to the curb. He gave me such an argument and challenged my authority so that I had to give him a summons. “All right,”’ he said; “I'll show you.” He got back in the line and started down the Avenue at a speed of eight miles an hour. Horns blew and traffic officers yelled at him to go on, but he was bull- headed. He had made up his mind to show us up. In a little while traffic was snarled up for blocks. Finally a cop ordered him to pull up at the curb and arrested him again. “Now that’s just what I wanted you to do, ” declared the manufacturer hotly. “You arrested me for going too fast. then cut down to eight miles an hour and you’ve arrested me for going too slow. We'll see about this.” Vespite his angry protests the magis- trate fined him on both charges. He then turned around and brought suit against the city for damages. Of course he didn’t get any. He even appealed the case in an effort to prove his contention. He didn’t want any money and he never got the decision. This rich man was willing to spend a lot of money just to shew us that traffic regula- tions were a lot of foolishness and simply a prejudice against automobiles. Drivers With a Pull After I got to be a regular traffic cop I soon learned that it was not easy to keep up that snappy appearance and pleasant manner expected of us. Early in the morn- ing we would get on the job, full of good humor and feeling that life was a great thing. After standing there ten hours and quarreling with all kinds of folks life didn’t look so bright toward night. Men and women in their fine cars couldn’t under- stand why we did not greet them with the same smile and salute as we had when they started out in the morning to business or on a shopping tour. Occasionally we were actually reported for surliness. I am sure, though, if these people had realized the weariness of our legs when we got home to supper they would have been a little more considerate. Did you ever stand in one exposed spot for ten hours in a cold rain or a driving sleet and have to be on the alert all the time? Of course you didn’t, unless you were a soldier during the winter months in France. Soldiers who had to do that were considered heroes. Our men have to do it every winter, war or no war, and there are some people thoughtless enough to re- gard us as Officious cops interfering with their pleasure.

I am not trying to arouse sympathy for traffic cops. We understand the situation and try te avoid showing irritation even when we are cold and hungry. If an officer did show too much irritation he would be no good for the job and would be transferred to walking a beat. The one thing that does irritate the cop always is the efforts of motorists to get special favors by a show of influence or position. Officers are human and they do not like to offend a person who may be in position to cause them trouble. At the same time it makes them boil inside to see people trying to take this advantage. To keep traffic moving smoothly all vehicles must be treated alike. Automobilists re- sort to all kinds of tricks to impress the cops with their influence and rights to special privilege. Many of them carry the card of some police commissioner or get themselves appointed deputy sheriffs. At one time a secretary of state, to flatter prominent constituents, sent them automobile-inspector badges. This was a cute trick and got a lot of votes for the secretary of state, but it got some of the phony inspectors with their gold badges into trouble. It was funny to see these fellows impres- | sively pull their badges on the police. Few of them ever read the slip sent out with the badges, defining their duties and authority. They were supposed to look out for infrac- tions or possible improvements, and write to the secretary of state about it. They were not allowed to exceed speed limits or violate any regulations. But they never read that. All they wanted was the badge. One day on Broadway I saw a driver stop his car, get out and jump on the run- ning board of another car. The Inspector Inspected “Don’t bother me,” he ordered when I walked over. “I’m arresting this fellow.” “What do you mean—arresting?” de- manded the other man. Evidently they had some argument before getting to my corner. “You get out of there and I'll show you!” he said. ‘‘Officer’’—he turned to me—‘“‘T am an inspector,” his trick badge. The inspector caught the other man by the collar and dragged him from his seat. Thereupon the man about to be arrested | got good and mad and hit the inspector a | wallop in the nose. A dandy fight started | and finally wound up in my having to ar- rest the inspector for disorderly conduct, and let the other fellow go. He was thor- oughly indignant at my lack of respect for the badge and was equally taken back when the judge told him he had better leave it at home for the children. A genera! belief is that low license num- bers give the impression of influence. Some car owners will pull every political string they know to get a number below one hundred, in the belief that only state and police officials get those numbers. Of course it’s all bunk. Just a few years ago a rumor started somewhere that license plates of the H series were very influential. In afew weeks there was a regular clamor for any number that had an H in front of it. The idea, it seems, had got around that all police offi- cials were listed in the H series. I stopped a man for some petty violation one day and reprimanded him. He laughed in a superior sort of way. “T guess it will be all right,” he said, fatherly-like. ‘You see that number, don’t you?” The number was H something or other, but it meant nothing to me. had not heard the rumor. I showed that I was not impressed. **Well,”’ he cautioned me, “if you are a wise cop you'll speak to your inspector about that.” I did speak to the inspector; and he laughed. He had just heard of the new fad himself. In starting this important rumor it seemed that everybody in town but the police had been told about the influence of the H series. They forgot to let us know. The toughest customers that we had to deal with for a long time were the truck drivers—horse-drawn trucks, I mean. These fellows always looked upon motor cars with scorn. Figuring that traffic regulations were made for automobiles and he flashed | He wasn’t joking either, | EVENING POST

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The best officer I ever saw is stationed on Lafayette Street, down in the busy sec- tion of lower New York. He not only does | his work with the precision of a staff officer He found a way to to locate their weak- but he studies people. cure the drivers nesses. I came up to his station one day, accom- panied by the inspecting captain who was breaking me in as an assistant. We noticed a big truck halted and this officer holding the horses by the reins, the driver trying to urge them on. “Turn loose them horses!’ he yelled at the cop from his seat. ‘‘You ain't got no right to grab them reins.” **Didn’t you see that signal?’’ demanded the policeman. “T ain’t seen nothin’,” replied the driver. “I'm in a hurry. The boss told me to pay no ‘tention to you fancy cops. See him.” “I couldn’t expect you to know any- thing. You don’t ev en know how to take care of these horses.” That got his interest at last. The ig- norant fellow flared up. “What's the matter with them horses?” “Matter? Why, they’re mistreated— not half fed or brushed.” With that the driver bounced down from his seat, put up his fists and threatened to knock the cép’s block off. “Cop or no cop you can’t — “What's this all about?” asked the cap- tain as we came up. “He’s knocking my horses,” the driver. The captain explained to him that the _ declared | traffic rules were made to prevent horses from getting hurt by possible collisions. Crosswalk Diplomacy “Whether you think anything of your- self or not, you ought to think of these horses,”’ he told the man. “They don’t look so bad, at that.” The man thought that over a minute and went away with a better understand- ing. The smart officer had deliberately pulled that stunt to arouse the ignorant driver. He told us that he did it several times a day. “When you can’t make them look or listen any other way,” he said, “‘you can always get a rise out of them by criticizing their teams.” He used a similar method to chasten chauffeurs. If a driver ran by him, claim- | ing not to have seen the signals, he would say: “The trouble is you don’t know how to handle a nice car like that. You had better begin studying up a little so as to earn your salary.” If the owner happened to be in the car at the time, that was a sure cure. Most of the troubles with drivers are due directly to their impatience. This is espe- cially true of owners who drive their own cars. Some of them are always in a hurry, as if going to a fire. At an important road crossing out on a New Jersey road a cop has found the best cure for those hurry-up fellows. He says they often come up to him, going at twenty miles an hour, waving their arms as if life or death depended on getting by. He always stops them. If it is a plain case of impatience he quietly holds them there for two or three minutes, even if the road is clear. When they have cooled down he lets them go ahead. Nine times out of ten they pro- ceed cautiously, at a more conservative speed. The most common excuse we get from drivers or from pedestrians is that they did not see or understand the signal. In many cases these excuses are genuine, the viola- tions unintentional. It is easy to under- stand how a driver from Pennsylvania or Illinois or Missouri—or any other state— — get confused over the signals in New or Information collected on that subject was the basis of the organization of the International Traffic Officers’ Association. Through it the police of all cities are able to get together and exchange views and suggestions. We have made a lot of im- provements, but have barely scratched the surface of our possibilities. February 4,1922 Traffic in cities and villages is increasing so rapidly that we are convinced that future safety depends upon the adoption of uniform regulations. We are learning the difficulties in various places and are getting some coéperation, but there is still much to be done. As I have said, the biggest task is edu- cating the public. It is comparatively easy to select and train the officers. But peo- ple, as a rule, take very little interest in anything that does not concern them personally. Though we have done an enor- mous amount of work through the news- papers, I find that not one man out of a hundred ever heard of such a thing as an international association of traffic officers, whose main object is his safety. I have attended these annual conven- tions and have come home full of enthu- siasm, only to find little interest in what I have to say among those outside the police department. Officers in other cities have the same experience, they tell me. It really does seem a little tough for us to spend our time and brains on the safety of the public and then find them not the least interested—looking out the window while we talk. The trouble is that people, having learned one set of signals and one system of getting around, don’t want to bother with a new one. In New York we have got some of our most practical suggestions from small cities, but it took a long time to introduce them. California Sign Language A few serious accidents resulting from this lack of uniform regulations, and we may be able to get a rise out of the public. When I was on a fixed post in Fifth Ave- nue a car approached me one day with a woman driving. She stuck out her arm with her forefinger pointing downward. Immediately every car behind her stopped, though there had been no signal from me. I looked at her inquiringly. She also looked at me inquiringly. Then she lifted her arm so that it stuck straight out horizontally. I assumed that she wanted to make a turn around me and go down the other side of the street. With my fingers pointing toward the ground at my feet I made a rotary motion with my hand. In New York this means for the driver to make the turn. In the meantime I had held up traffic going the other way. The woman did not move. Instead she kept gazing at the ground where my finger was pointing, evidently trying to see what was there. The cars were protesting by sounding their horns. I walked over to her and saw that her car carried a Cali- fornia license plate. “Why don’t you come on around?” I asked her. “T don’t want to go around you,” she said. “I thought you were pointing at a hole or something. I wanted to ask you a question and put out my hand, pointing downward.” 1 had her pull up to the curb until I could get the traffic cleared. From this lady I learned that in Cali- fornia the signals are entirely different from ours. The arm held out at different levels means different things—one is to stop, another is a left turn, and when point- ing upward it means a right turn. I think that’s what she said. Anyway, it was all Greek to me. In New York if a driver wants to make the right turn he indicates it by rotating his arm in that general direction. To the left he usually points that way. The turn- around signal is the one I had given the woman. If a New York driver wants in- formation or desires to wait until the traffic stream changes he drives directly to the officer, pointing the nose of his car straight at him. This gets him out of line and in a safe place where he can wait. I drove through the streets of San Fran- cisco on my last trip there and I was just as much confused as was the woman driver in New York. I wouldn’t think of trying to drive a car in Boston or Chicago. In Philadelphia it is somewhat easier for a stranger, because they have so many one- way streets. Incidentally, I believe the one-way street system and the adoption of uniform regu- lations are the future solution of the traffic problem—this, of course, coupled with proper education of the public. Traffic simply cannot move rapidly and easily when it is bucking a stream coming (Continued on Page 97)

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(Continued from Page 94) the other way. Except in very broad avenues all cities will have to adopt the one-way-street system in a short time. If the blocks are square and the streets run parallel, this works out very simply. One street takes care of all eastbound traffic, we'll say, and the one next to it handles everything westbound. Though we have broad avenues in New York we have had to introduce the one- way system in most of the cross streets of the busy section. Outside of the actual, physical necessi- ties of a situation it is a great thing to indi- cate to drivers a groove in which they must drive. Appealing to their intelligence or relying upon it is not always successful. Anyone knows, for instance, that in round- ing a curve on an open road he should keep t» the extreme right-hand side of the road. Still you can’t make one man in three do it, especially if the turn is to the left and his car must take the outside. A majority of road accidents result from that. I have just seen an excellent method of enforcing this principle down in Maryland. There is a state road running between Baltimore and Annapolis, extensively trav- eled. It is not very wide. To remind drivers of their positions while making the many turns a six-inch strip of white was painted in the middle of the asphalt road, around the curve and extending consider- ably beyond either end of it. Every driver must keep on the right of this white strip. By seeing it they are reminded to do so, an! the accidents have been cut down to almost nothing. In the big cities the problem is almost entirely a matter of congestion. We thought we had the whole thing solved a few years ago on Fifth Avenue when we adopted the block system. A few other cities have this. It means simply that all traffic going in a certain direction moves that way for two or three blocks and then stops automatically. When the cross traffic has proceeded a short while the pro- cession moves forward for two more blocks, and so on. We thought that would take care of Fifth Avenue for many years to come, but it didn’t. Vehicles grew in numbers so that the string would be longer than two or three blocks and would lap over, being con- tinually added to by cars swinging into the stream from the side streets. The Coérdinated Tower System Next we adopted the five-block system. This was done by erecting a semaphore stanchion at the street intersections, with stop and go signs painted on the arms, dividing the avenue into five zones, with a master station in the center of each. This was an improvement, but it also had to be discarded owing to the dense mass of vehicles making it impossible for an officer on a neighboring post to see the master station. Finally we inaugurated the present coérdinated-tower signal system, which I regard as the latest and best means of han- dling congested traffic on a single avenue. It is superior to anything in London or in Paris. On Fifth Avenue we have erected at in- tervals five steel towers, about fifteen feet high, in a distance of two and a half miles. They are placed at street intersections so that at least one of them can be seen from any point on the Avenue. In each there is a sort of compartment in which the officer can sit, well above the traffic. Each tower is equipped with powerful lights of three colors—yellow, green and red. These lights are bright enough to serve by day or night. Traffic cops afoot merely attend to the local conditions in their immediate vicinity, and watch the lights. When the big yellow light is turned on it means that all traffic can move north and south for the entire distance of the Ave- nue. This remains on for two minutes. Then a bell sounds and the red light is flashed for five seconds, meaning that everything must stop. During that time vehicles and pedestrians already in the intersections of the streets must get clear. Then the green light is flashed for about one minute. This is the signal for cross traffic to proceed. This entire system is operated from the master station at Forty-second Street. It continues day and night. Before we installed this system tests showed that as long as forty minutes were required for a vehicle to proceed from Fifty-seventh Street to can now cover the distance in a little less than fifteen minutes. That is a saving of over 60 per cent, and it has proved a god- | send. Not only has it brought safety but it has proved a convenience to drivers as well as pedestrians. Prior to installing this arrangement it was necessary to do a lot of educational work. That is now practically a depart- ment in itself—this work of instruction. Aside from the newspapers our department details special officers to lecture at large garages, stables, public schools, and so on. We also use the moving-picture theaters. Printed matter containing traffic regula- tions, in small pamphlets and card form, is distributed broadcast through the city. Recently we have had much help from the women. Many of them are now in the police reserves. Their specialty is the care of children in traffic. For an experiment we tried several of them out on busy corners adjacent to public schools. To begin with, these women cops gave instructive talks to the children. Dangers are pointed out and the youngsters are taught how to conduct themselves at the | street corners, observing signals, and so on. | A Lady Cop’s Exploit There was much joking about the women traffic cops at first, but you ought to have seen them work! They handled it with more snap and determination than a lot of men could have done. The first day it was raining and slippery. A driver of a truck attempted to disregard one woman’s signal, having no idea that she would stop him or attempt to make an arrest. He was badly fooled. The woman blocked him by calmly stepping in front of his truck. Then she reached up to his seat and dragged him down by his collar. To the amusement of other drivers and the humil- iation of the burly driver the lady cop, holding to the man’s collar, led him across the street and turned him over to a regular officer, who took him away. In a few sections we have succeeded in educating the public to move with the vehicular traffic, but we cannot do it well without a policeman being stationed at the corner to look after pedestrians, and pedestrians alone. Even without a law the mere presence of a kind though firm officer impresses them. A new traffic problem in many of our great cities is the handling of big crowds at public events like the World’s Series ball games, boxing shows and automobi'e races. At the last big games at the Polo Grounds, in New York, an expert traffic officer assigned specially to the job worked out his plans so perfectly that fifty thou- sand people were handled daily for eight days without a bit of crowding. Not an accident was reported due to congestion. This plan took a lot of policemen, but it was worth it. The cops were stationed like sentries at short intervals so as to cover all the street approaches. Persons holding tickets for certain seats had to show them to the first officer and were directed down lines leading to the proper gates. In this way the mass was broken up in advance. Automobile traffic was directed in channels away from these lines of pedestrians. It was necessary, of course, to instruct the public in advance as to the general idea as well as the details. It was done by maps and directions printed in the newspapers, and also by distributing pamphlets to those en route. Now, mind you, there was no basic law by which we could enforce these regula- tions, except the police law to maintain order. The only arrests that could be made would be for disorderly conduct, a sort of general charge. But the police didn't have to make any arrests. I think I am correct in the assertion that not a single arrest was | made at either of these events for a traffic violation. It was all in educating the people and getting their codperation. They had grasped the idea of discipline and respect for the majesty of the law. The simple up- lifting of the hand did it all. As 1 said at the beginning, I give that comic artist, whoever he was, credit for having taught the first lesson. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Thirty-fourth | Street at certain hours. 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THE MAJESTIC COMPANY Huntington me Indiana THE SATURDAY Gs READY FOR GOAL | EVENING POST February 4, 1922 CINDERELLA (Continued from Page 11) and said to the waiter, “Oh, anything, but some soup first.’ She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again she was looking through a piece of plate glass that was really a mirrorat a beautiful girl who was beautifully dressed and was really herself. ““T don’t care,” she said. “I’ve done it, and I don’t care.” And you will remember that she was the child of extravagant parents and hadn't had a decent meal for over a week. It must have been the soup that brought her back to sanity again, and worldly real- ization; or if not the soup, then the fish, the cutlet, or maybe the sweet. Certainly it was the coffee that gave her courage. The spirit had prevailed until the body was restored; then the body restored the mind and a new tiraid spirit was born. With both hands she took her bag and emptied it upon the table, It is surprising what a little time two pounds takes to count, and the task is briefer still when a waiter relieves you of twelve shillings and only leaves twenty- eight. Ella counted the money nineteen times, and at the last looked up and addressed the reflection of her white face in the mirror opposite. The enormity of her offense was written on every feature. “Is madame ill?”’ asked the waiter, who had been a father and a husband and several other things. “No, not ill,”’ said Ella blankly; “but I was ys rarest if I ought to call a police- man, that’s all.’ “Madame has lost something?’ “Oh, yes.” ’ “There | jis a train in fifteen minut from ~~ ‘Then get me a taxi.” Ella arrived at Underwood Farm whe: night had fallen, and John Jeffries heave: his huge form out of a deep chair and looke« her up and down blankly. “Lord!” he said. “Is it realiy the same girl that—but I don’t fathom this. Her: let me shift those boots off that chair. Te! me now, what are you doing here?”’ Until ‘then Ella had said nothing. “I’ve come to give myself up,”’ she fal- tered. “To give yourself up?” he repeated “What for—to whom?” “To you.” He shook his head. Also, he looked pleased. **No—no, I don’t understand.” “I—I’'m a thief,”’ she said. He grinned at her. “You're wha-at?”’ And the story came; the whole of it, unexpurgated; the whole miserable calen- dar of crime. “T see,” he said slowly. “I see; but what I don’t see, my dear, is quite why you did it. I’m glad you've got the jolly things, but what was at the back of your head? “It—wasn’t—in—my—head—at all!” she gasped. “Wait a bit,” he said, rubbing his chin. “Half a minute. In—your heart?” **C-couldn’t help—that. C-couldn’t bear th-that other g-girl y-you might m-meet, and things growing up around you th-that were yours.” The tears trickled over her lower lids gh has been stolen?” and found cozy little nests in the edging of | She nodded. silver fox. { “Yes, stolen; and I”—a sudden deter- “Come a bit nearer,” said John Jeffries, y mination came into her face—‘‘want a _ for a table was in between them. ‘Oh, | time-table, please.” much nearer than that. I never knew how * Madame desires a train lonely I was before!”’ ye Coal | 1 re d O , > | “Yes, to to Little Green Lanes Halt From his arms she could look up at the . bid . it’s in Lincolnshire.” ceiling of heaven, where the cobwebs were ; \ ‘The Mark of a Modern Home If YOU want to earn extra money in your spare time, mail He returned a moment later. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST (More Than Two Million and a Quarter Weekly) IS fully protected by copyright and nothing that appears in it may be reprinted, either wholly or in part, without special permission. The use of our articles or quotations from them for advertising promotions and stock-selling schemes is never authorized. Table of Contents February 4, 1922 Cover Design by Ellen B. T. Pyle SHORT STORIES PAGE The Knock-Out— Maximilian Foster ‘ 8 & Cinderella— Roland Pertwee . ‘ 10 Old Granite Face —George Pattullo 14 1 S i O Uu p O ; ; Honor Among Sportsmen— Richard Conne!/ : 18 ARTICLES Tiding Over—Forrest Crissey . . ; 6 Getting Along in Journalism—C heete rS. ‘L ord é 7 Stop and Go— By a Traffic Officer 5 12 Europe in Transition—Jsaac F. Marcosson . 16 Why We Need Free Ports— Thomas Walker Page ; 21 SERIALS Merton of the Movies (In ten parts)—Harry Leon Wilson The Winter Bell (Second part)—Henry Milner Rideout . ; 22 Pe ee ee ee eee eee : The Curtis Publishing Company ' DEPARTMENTS ' 466 Independence Square, Philadelphia, Penna. ' Editorial . eer ; ; , ox , oe eon ; eietad. Se. 98 i Gentlemen: Please explain to me how your subscription : Nonhede : representatives earn up to $25.00 a week extra in spare, Ist time, 1 assume no obligation in making this inquiry. ; | t . sk g 5 on ' A REQUEST FOR CHANGE OF ADDRESS must reach us at least thirty days | ' Name. ! before the date of issue with which it is to take effect. Duplicate copies cannot i , Street . be sent to replace those undelivered through failure to send such advance notice. | : ' Be sure to give your old address, as well as the new one. ; Town State ®

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST F your banker wants to know how much money you owe, how much is owed you, how much you have tied up in stock and how much it costs you to do business— What can you give him—facts based on figures or mere guesses? Facts—not guesses—win his confi- dence. He knows that the business run by guesswork is uncertain. As one banker says: ‘Guessing at facts about your business is poor economy. First thing you know your stock investment has grown too large, your rate of turnover too small, your expenses too high and your profit—just disappears. Then you’re in trouble. It really costs less to know all about your business every day.” Easy Way to Get Facts It used to cost more than most merchants would pay to get these facts. Today it’s a different story. Burroughs has found a way out—a simplified method of accounts that anyone in your employ can keep in a few minutes each day. Already hundreds of merchants are using the Burroughs Simplified Accounting Plan with a Burroughs ae to get daily figures that ? show sales, expenses, cash on hand, accounts receivable and payable, in- vestment in stock and other essen- tial figure facts. These merchants are getting these daily figures at a cost that is really trivial compared with their value to the business. Plan, Adds to Profits With daily figure facts they are able to reduce investment in stock, reduce outstanding accounts, get more cash into the business with which to buy new stock, discount more bills, reduce interest charges and consequently, increase profits. The Burroughs Simplified Account ing Plan is free—easy to understand —easy to apply. Every step is so clearly explained that expert book keeping knowledge is not needed to apply it. The Butroughs Machine quickly pays for itself and continues to earn increasing, profits. Ask the Burroughs man in your neighborhood to explain this plan to you. It will take only a few minutes to investigate—and it may point the way to. greater profits in your business. You can get the ad- dress from your banker or telephone book or write Burroughs Adding Machine Company, Detroit, Mich.

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100 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 4, 1922 So youll know it’s Swift's Premium Swift's Premium Ham is always wrapped in printed parchment as shown here. It always . bears this distinctive label and tag. If you see these when you buy ham, you know you’re getting Swift's Premium—the utmost in flavor and quality. Swift & Company, U.S. A. It isnot hy necessary to patboil “S¥ 4m Swifts PremiumHams \"¢ Re OoOliamy \,) \Y or irying , en a Re ‘ ~ aA ye ee t ~ iy ' £3 3 : Look for the blue ‘‘No Parboil- —_— ing’’ tag, when you buy awhole Rie ham or when you buy a slice eee Make sure it’s Premium

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e haust gases en center of the exhaust manifold i through the jacket and out through the exha tube, as indicated by the arrows The incon a ing mixture, as it leaves the carburetor, ha in suspension droplets of liquid fuel as showr at “B", which are instantly vaporized whet they enter the volatilizer, and leaves as a high) combustible gas as shown at ‘‘¢ The amount of heat to the volatilizer is automatically cor trolied by a valve that is connected to the throttle arm, so that at very low speeds, all of the exhaust passes through the volatilizer. A the speed of the engine is increased, le heat is supplied i << 6

1893 +-THE HAYNES IS AMERICA'S FIRST CAR: 1922 The New Haynes Volatilizer is a Great Engineering Development Haynes engineers have just achieved a notable improvement in the gasoline engine through the development of the Haynes volatilizer, which results in a decided increase in motive power with much greater economy in fuel consumption. ‘The Haynes volatilizer was produced especially for the newly-developed, more-powet ful Haynes 75 motor, and makes this modern Haynes power plant the outstanding achievement in the long, successful career of the famed Haynes engineering corps. Through the operation of the Haynes volatilizer, the liquid fuel is broken up into atoms which thoroughly mix with the air charge, thus making a gas which is highly volatile and which gives maximum explosive force when ignited. The motor exhaust is led around the intake manifold to produce a higher temperatur: where the gas from the carburetor enters the inlet manifold, thus producing a fuel condition which 1s ideal for instant ignition and results in the attainment of

extraordinary explosive force. An automatic control, operated by the accelerator or the throttle, diverts the hot exhaust gas from its passage around the intak: manifold as the speed of the motor is increased, and the necessity for artificial heating of the gasoline and air charge is decreased. Motor experts are agreed that the Haynes volatilizer is a distinct advance in the development of the auto mobile engine, and state the new Haynes 75 motor shows a great step forward over previous systems of vaporization and combustion. Ask to see this great engineering achievement at the local Haynes showroom. THe Haynes AutromMoBILE Company, Kokomo, Indiana Exrporr Orrict 1715 Broapway, New Yorn Ciry, U.S.A

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