The Saturday Evening Post 1927-02-12: Vol 199 Iss 33

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HE SATURDAY POST Volume 199 Number 33 - 12 ; 1927 2 \ Garet Garrett— Beatrice Grimshaw — Richard Connell—George Pattullo Frank Condon— Hugh MacNair Kahler— Eleanor Mercein—E. C. Buley

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Company +s B.Costain, Wesley W. S Published Weekly George Horace Lorimer | The Curtis Publishing Frederick S. Bigelow, A.W. Nee 7 | j . . Cyrus H.K. Curtis, President \ ! C,H. Ludingt Vice-President and Tre * P.S.Col General B oss M ger Walter D. Puller, Sec retary | Independence Squere.Philedelphia Founded A’D' 1728 Ay Benj. Franklin | Lx lon: 6, Henrietta Street aii Aint oe , = me ae ; Patent Office and in Fore Countric Ente fas S« i-Class™M f M Volume 199 Sc. THE copy PHILADELPHIA, PA., FEBRUARY 12, 1927 $2.00 THE YEAR Number 3 Lidlg LEAGUE OF DEBTORS OODROW WILSON’S mind was the first » e wree t eenait - nite: odtshmeae po teleonae Reertiye tage Vy aret Gorrett 2" —_ the heart of Europe’s propaganda for can- i un arr: ment n - a cellation of the war debts. Having seen it, CARTOONS BY HERBERT JOHNSON \s he defined it in his own lucid manner. Then he answered ( \ mend qx ) sto yer t. His answer was no. The question was: Shall the United States pay Ger- man reparations? And that is the question still. It was there at the be- ginning; it is there now, at the core of the controversy. In the summer of 1920, Lloyd George, then Prime Min- ster of England, found negotiations going on between American and British treasury agents for funding the British war debt to the United States according to con Z tract. He stopped them abruptly, saying he would take em the subject up with the President of the United States Ki direct On August 5, 1920, he addressed to Mr. W yn personally his famous cancellation letter. The mar- i ww of it was this: fp. “The British and French governments,” said Mr. (/, Lloyd George, “have been discussing during the last four months the question of giving f xity and definiteness to Germany’s reparation obligations. The British Govern- ment has stood steadily by the view that it was vital that Germany’s liabilities should be fixed at a figure which it was within the reasonable capacity of Germany to pay, and that the figure should be fixed without de- lay. . . . After great difficulties with his own people, M. Millerand found himself able to accept this view, but he pointed out that it was impossible for France to agree to accept anything less than it was entitled to under the reaty unless its debts to its Allies and associates in the war were treated in the same way Wilson to Lioyd George No Offsetting Debts Against Us HIS declaration appeared to the British Govern- ment eminently fair. But after careful considera tion they came to the conclusion that it was impossible to remit any part of what was owed to them by France except as part and parcel of all-around settlement nter-Allied indebtedness. I need not go into the re ms which lead to this conclusion, w hn to you. But the principal reason was t} British public opinion would never support ne-sided arrangement at itssoleexpense, a! hat if such a one-sided arrangement wer made it could not fail to estrange and event ually embitter the relations betweer American and the British people, wit! tous results to the future of the world ‘Accordingly, the Britis} Government hasinformed the Frenct Government that it will A SONG OF SIXPENCE

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ue me when | was in Par Like suggestions were iin made ( ellor of the Exchequer in the early the pres : Phe United States Government, by its duly authorized epresentatives, | promptly and clearly stated its un- ngness to accept such suggestions each time they have as pointed out in detail the considerations ts decision. The views of the United States ernment have not changed, and it is not prepared to nsent to the remission of any part of the debt of Great nto the Ur d State ; The United Stat Government entirely agrees with rovernment that the fixing of Germany’s repa- t gatior linal necessity for the renewal of -econom fe of Europe, and would prove to be most eiptu nthe interest of peace throughout the world; how- t fails to perceive the logic in a suggestion in effect ther that the United States shall pay part of Germany's iration obligation or that it shall make a gratuity to the \llied governments to induce them to fix such obligation it an amount within Germany capacity to pay Balfour Puts the Ballin Play fee \ the great plan failed. The United States could not persuaded to pay German reparations. Notthen. Not t. Tw é te August 1, 1922, the British Gov- ernment posted the celebrated Balfour note to its debt- In this note it called upon them to pay Great Britain ause the United States expected Great Britain to pay, ‘ t ac peaking for itself, that it had been W ng ‘‘to abandon all further rights to German repara- i ms to repayment by the Allies, provided at tr renunciation formed part of a general plan by the yreat | m could be dealt with as a whole.” THE SATURDAY This meant a chain of debt cancellation running from the universal creditor to the ultimate debtor— from the United States to Germany; Germany to be let off; Americans to pay. Immediately after the Balfour note the English, for the sake of the pound sterling, settled their debt at the United States Treasury for eighty cents on the dollar and began to collect and pay. But the propaganda for cancellation has never ceased. It has overlaid the original question with a deposit of emotionalism, real and artificial, in which occur extraordinary examples of how Americans may be acted upon by the passion to inhabit the foreign point of view. There is a kind of question that may be conceded to the sphere of propaganda, because from its nature it must be debated and decided without reference to the facts, as an act of faith, generosity or sacrifice. In the debt contro- versy there is one other question of that character. But merely to state it nakedly is a scandal. The question is: Shall Americans pay Europeans not to dislike them? If this is not the question, then there is no sense what- ever in all that part of the cancellation propaganda which goes on and on to say that whether we are right or wrong, whether we deserve to be hated for our debt policy or not, no matter what the facts are, regardless of anything we know about our own motives and intentions, yet neverthe- less there is the situation. We are hated. We are called Shylock. The love of Europe has departed from us, and this is intolerable. For some paltry dollars, can we afford to bear the dislike of Europe, however unreasonable it may be? The forty-two Columbia professors, now calling for a revision of the debt settlements according to the original Lloyd George formula, ask: ‘“‘Can any thoughtful Amer- ican view with indifference the growing odium with whict his country is coming to be regarded by our European And all, they add, for ‘‘payments that could at best mean a paltry gain for most American tax- payers,” which, nevertheless, ‘‘mean to the overtaxed associates?” debtors a crushing bur- \ N ¥ EVENING POST February 12,1927 Well, taking it all in the round, the American Debt Fund- ing Commission has forgiven, canceled, wiped out one-half the whole European debt to the United States Treasury. The present cash value of all the settlements, including the one pending with France, is, roughly, one-half the amount our debtors borrowed. This is to say—in case one is unfamiliar with the term “present cash value’’—that you had in your hand all the bonds issued or to be issued by our European debtors to the United States Treasury in liquidation of the notes they gave during the war, you could cash them, theoretically, for one-half the amount they borrowed. Actually you could not cash them for anywhere near that one-half figure, for the one reason among others that they are attacking the settlements as usuriou and saying they should not be obliged to pay Notwithstanding cancellation of half the debt, the odium continues to rise. It isa gaseous commodity the Europeans manufacture in unlimited supply without cost, more than the cost of propaganda. They have in stock $5,000,000,000 worth more of it to sell. This is a figure to represent the remaining half of their debt to the American Treasury. Cancellation an Emotional Conclusion UPPOSE we should cancel that remaining half. What then? Would the odium laboratories go out of business? Would the Europeans like us again? Or would they begin to talk of the oppressive weight of the American loans that have been made to them since the war, and continue to be made at the rate of $750,000,000 a year, by private in vestors through Wall Street? These are loans to industries, which are economically productive; they are loans, besides to municipalities, to states and to governments for purposes productive and nonproductive; purposes social, political and militaristic. They have spent the money for unem- ployment doles as a defense against Bolshevism, for public works, to subsidize housing and agriculture, to exploit their colonial possessions and to mend their money. The annual burden of these loans is already much greater than the burden of war-debt payments to the United States Treasury —two or three times greater, and growing On this head they have not complained, not openly at any rate, for they wish to go on borrowing, and they are paying the interest with borrowed money Yet already one will hear in Europe, read in the European press, that Americans are financial imperialists seeking to enslave the world with loans; that our interest in peace and disarmament is a selfish economic hypocritical interest. It is permissible for anyone to hold that we should pay German reparations who thinks our contribution to the war, no matter what it was, was not enough; it is per- missible equally for one to hold for a cancellation of war debts who thinks the love of Europe may be thus secured and that this is of more importance than any American principle. But in either case it is an emotional conclu- sion, clear enough as that, until the attempt is made t draw facts into it There confusion begins - Continued on Page 166 ES = iS See a ee

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST CIMAIRIVAIRY fy fee Non ees i Yet Stili She Laughed; Her Gay Little Mocking Laugh Visible Rather Than Audible Above the Noises of the Charivari ASTRA, the cordonnier, lame though he was, had an English had rented the place, even Americar The shut Here one had alread advantage over his friend Hermose, the umbrella ters, the windows themselves, stood recklessly oper \} Not that ev mender, who possessed not only two stout legs but Dieu, with all those fine furnishings exposed to the air! n 1 donkey on which to see the world. To Lastra the world groaned passing women. Linen yellow with disuse sunned fora fine wor ar en heard ti one may with on the window sills, an unusual smell prevailed of soap and whow | } lacking the aid of lawyer, priest, or wate! and on a certain mild autumn eve ng, hrelignt } ever 1e blacksmith indispensable to those appeared to dance in the w W t ! \ i) who to shoe But their feet even the simultaneous]; poor have usually with them; and soles of rope or leather, Americans undoubtedly! Who else would s ndulge N hanks to the dispensation of a merciful Providence, are themselves? It was reminiscent of those never-to-be I not immortal. Hence to shoemaker Lastra,as to aspiderin forgotten days when other Ame ul ew was now its web, came in due time the life of all his neighborhood; wife to Esteban Urruty, and the poor k youth who had tranger, the and such as did not come of its own accord, he was able to at that time been her husband—engaged the entire Assure keep an eye upon from behind the door of his atelier, the at Madame Pantchika’s own price, for an indefinite pe osed lower half of which offered a desirable privacy, while What a people! ts open upper half supplied an untrammeled vista of Lastra hopefully predicted another such era fe functioning outside perity for the age, ar t on the streng \ I ( It was therefore Lastra w found himse ble to ir rn ext fine hide But e } mit Oo the umbrella mender, who in turn informed the outlying gloomie 1eW e had t ed n nt pe : districts, as was his wont, that the House Ducontentia was Hercule went out into the world and sent no money ba n about to reov tself. Not with the f laturall) Soon, at this rate, we shall be forced to leave

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He SatAll Day, Watching His Mother Furtively, Despairingly, Wondering if it Was So That Peapie Looked When They Were Dying nobody, went nowhere, t even to the mass, and spent no money in the age? They must be rich; things were con tantly coming to them by carro from outside; the ror f Gerbera as femme de ménage were not lent—they had brought with them a black Moorish yman, who spoke some unintelligible gibberish which was neither French nor English, though smattering of both Hermose pursed his lips importantly. As professional sip to the valleys, a cross between wandering minstrel nd modern newspaper, it behooved him to speak discreetly. (ne had the dignity of one’s profession, handed down with ts perquisites from generation to generation; he never ermitted himself merely t If Hermose said that was thus and t was thus and so. But it also f t be careful how they talked on the imbrellas w mended; for Hermose had the ears of m He said now that Madame Urruty herself felt no obje« tion t trangers taking the House Ducontentia; they ' er its reputation, they could hardly impair it \ t tle Madame Emilie —Hermose warmed to theme he declared her intention to visit her compa ‘ t s 1 to be visited or not, if only t And her husband id repr ed her r y tna adies of | nouse did not \ t the ] Wu te And the little American had asked i W But natural er husband did not ' \ ‘ onit Nevertheless, it was Hermose’s impre mn that Madame ded to visit the House Ducontentia, and at the pportunit They were, she insisted, her compa sn t ig a name well-Known in her na en perhaps noble, since it appeared that the t ame had been rescued from deat} by a native é sé t him at the stake an ¢ who had yielded to é ‘ d ed him to her Doubtless, said t e, the present Monsieur Juan Smeet was a result episode, and therefore entitled to a certain ‘ But the young man, when next they had opportunity to I ‘ i illy haughty than he was shy, i Manner nervous to the point of timidity, and the te complexion of a girl. His features, too sensitive n e stared at him closely, and he i Vn a a not even the shoe f é I na receptive attitude i i to eve greeting, bu 1 “Flite! Only another artist,’ pronounced Pantchika, who had some experience of them. As for the mother, Madame Juan Smeet, one gained no impression of her at all, with nothing to go upon but a white hand sometimes seen at the window shutter, or the impression of eyes, rather than eyes themselves, gazing out from the dim interior behind elaborate carved grilles. It was not entirely curiosity which brought Emily to call on these strangers, nor yet entirely hospitality. Americans rarely attracted her; she had not been playing the American game. But now that there was no longer a game to be played, now that she was sinking roots deep into a beau- tiful reality, certain hitherto unsuspected sympathies and atavisms awoke in her. Perhaps, she thought, with the domestic virtues one acquired went other old-fashioned qualities, such as neighborliness, even patriotism. ‘At this rate,’”’ she warned herself, ‘“‘I shall presently take to flapping my wings and crowing like an eagle at sight of the Stars and Stripes!”’ Emily had not as yet familiarized herself with the customs of fowl, wild or domestic Possibly she was a trifle homesick, less for the great things than for the little unimportant ones which are so vital; habits of speech and outlook, familiar common- places, common memories to share. She had decided for the sake of her child to spend his second winter at the hacienda; except for an occasional jaunt with Esteban out to Pau for the hunting, or to Munich for the opera or to Paris for the play. There was no city, no spa or resort in the world where a little body could so grow in health and happiness as here among the hills, under the Spartan eye of the matriarch, that wise old mother of many men; and Esteban’s delight in her decision repaid her for any small sacrifice it might entail. Yet now that winter was settling in and fewer guests came to share the growing fame of the Urruty hospitality; now that motor lorries had ceased for a while to roar along the Route des Pyrénées, and the rustic, simple life of the valleys resumed its ancient way, Emily found herself some- times listening — listening for what?—in that age-long frozen silence which the natives say is broken by but three sounds—the wind in the pines, the rushing of the torrent and the passing of the armies of Charlemagne. SATURDAY EVENING POST It was as pleasant to her as it was surprising to realize that Americans, possible friends, were to spend these shut-in months only a few kilometers distant, in their own village; so that she was the more dismayed to be refused at the door by a negress of the type familiar to her child- hood, evidently as eager as Emily herself to see somebody who spoke approximately her own language. “No, ma’am, honey. It sho is good for sore eyes to see you, but Miz Smith she don’t never see nobody no more,” sighed the woman plaintively. Hit’s mighty lonely hereabouts, ain’t it? Not so sociable as N’Orleans Mr. Johnny, he’ll be right glad and proud you come.”’ Probably some neurasthenie old lady taking a rest cure, thought Emily, pitying the son who must humor her. But “She's po’l in her health a glimpse she caught through the closing door of a room beyond did not suggest a neurasthenic old lady. There was a chaise longue filled with gayly colored pillows, a piano piled high with music, numerous photographs in silver frames, vases of hothouse flowers. It was certainly not a Basque interior, nor yet entirely American. A subtle and sophisticated fragrance was in the air; not the usual varia tion of violet or chypre affected by her artless compatriots Kmily’s nose was as keen as her other perceptions. This perfume suggested to her experience the boudoir intime, the greenroom. She felt that her father would have been able to classify it at once. The whole effect was oddly out of keeping with the tall, narrow medieval house whose timbered upper stories over hung the street like beetling brows, and whose lintel bore in Basque the grim reminder: last hour; you will not regret it.’””. Below was the inscrip- tion: ‘“‘Ave Maria! In the year 1600 Joaquin de Maytie built this house to live in with his wife Pilar Bikavoia.” There were several such ancient domecs in the village, standing lofty among the humbler houses, each bearing a distinctive personality and a name independent of its owners; the House Elizoaca, where the notary Abbadie “Pause and reflect on your lived; the House Arahaia, in whose lower story Lastra plied his trade, but whose upper stories were still inhabited by its original family, the ladies Olhagarray, who had found no husbands proud enough for them. These were remain- ders of a more important day, when the village marked the February 12,1927

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ape rto rent one House Ducontentia, which st od ir aiter yea ‘ In ‘ ’ ng with blind, shuttered eyes down upon the ancient t i i N en t ‘ 1 of the little place, haunted, foreboding, siniste1 f she danced that no man, even a nm { \lore than once Emily had questioned her husband about _ self ild watch her pass unmoved. W! Wa methi Pedro, or Madame Urruty; but she received no satis- she knew quite we iette that she wa ry reply. She began to realize that it had some history Ah,r he was not proud, that one! N they considered unsuitable for the irs of a discreet Phe mot t matron. Their meticulous cart her innoeence her run wild than to restrain her \ Phe ire touched and amused this daughte f Archibald the | : \ whose sole care fe 1 en that she saw But madan nade ‘ ig} e to see it whole and n 1 rie bler Lastra, witnessing from a Ss the street he lr rn i] Seas i \ ‘ n con ire the hands the int trangs ir young m to bane en ‘ é emitted id, sympathetic clu ! It ( ( ind make ‘ n ge t i t ‘ t Lastra might be le ! ilar in | singing, acting pl dar r e Mout ‘ g VS as t x t was prope ior a g matron’s € ince With them, if 1 pie ‘ ‘ tne ssed eal nfidentially half do Pilar, daughter of the Sieur de M e. Nat Now é ‘ Quite ed the cobble terward a I she were a great attraction, and wit! l ing men she wa ) t 4 pe I " home m the w g tank’ enough. But in the afterward any stranger w lhe next w ‘ 1 asked the Die Ww t he ad ner about the lree to take her,?! matt Vho ny as ne wa gt ! e % a ! I se Ducont a t ess upon the feet. How they would s1 ‘ ‘ vomer ! r Le d te er a great deal--who n ’ Thus it was m the other, the p mad, beautiful lit ‘ ‘ i e learned that t en SI ean ileless old Eden keep her whirling, whirling, light as a leaf on the wi t Continued on Page 4 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST **By What Right Does She Accuse Me of Sins for Which I Am Not Responsible

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IUNIN@ OVEMBER twenty-ninth, the night was black and bitter. Nevertheless, Willard Mead a left his pleasant fireside to hunt for a straying t. It was not his. Earlier in the evening he had ind it shivering on his doorstep when he returned m his day of work as paying teller in a bank. Mead ked cats. They made him sneeze. But the cat looked alf starved, so he took it in and fed it. Then, as it was iking him sneeze, he put it outdoors. About half-past ten his wife looked up from her sewing emark that it had suddenly turned very cold. Mead went out to the porch of his bungalow to look at his ther- mometer, and noted that it was touching zero. He thought the thin half-grown cat, and his conscience was troubled. He fancied he heard a sound in the thick pine woods ad- ng his house. It might have been the wind, and then igain it might have been that forlorn cat, mewing plain- tie knew he would not sleep well if he left the cat out- do n so cold a night. Obeying his humanitarian im- ish light and set out to find the cat. It eep in the cellar, near the furnace, he decided, as He forced his way through the briers and bushes, calling, Kitty, kitt Meow, meow, meow!” He heard it mew- ng in some thick underbrush. He called ‘‘ Meow, meow!” eductively, but it was afraid or perverse or playful, and ild not come out. Mead got down on his hands and and butted and pushed his way toward the cat. He most had his fingers on it, when it slipped away into er clump of brush. Provoked, but determined, he wed on all fours, trying with his flash light to locate it, ind crying, ‘‘ Meow, meow, meow, meow!” I he heard voices—-human voices. About thirty from where he was, a path crossed the woods. Some- times it was used as a short cut. Two men, he decided, , itting acr the woods, bound for the High Ridge where some of the suburb’s more prosperous citi- id home T! must be talking loudly, even vio- t stru lead, else the sound of their voices would e carried to his ears above the moaning of the wind nes. He paid no particular heed to the voices. It the yr l “ ( guided |! mild and inof t I t W tine re t THE SATURDAY EVENING Flushing, Willard Mead Got Down on All Fours and Crawled Along the Courtroom Floor, Pushing Aside Imaginary Underbrush, and in a Falsetto Voice Crying, ‘‘Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow’’ By Richard Connell ILLUSTRATED BY R. M. So he continued to poke around in the bushes in an effort to find the cat and lure it to him. The wind suddenly died down for a brief moment, and some scraps of conversation came to him: **__. and that’s the truth.” “It’s a lie, Shaw.”’ This in a hoarse voice. “Is it?’ The voice was high-pitched and quivering. “Well, she has confessed eS The wind started up again. It whistled through the trees, a furious, screaming blast. The sound startled Willard Mead. There was an unusual note in it, like a human cry, sharp, anguished, then abruptly cut off. He heard no further sound of voices. That stupid cat! Mead was cold and irritated. Here he wanted to help it, and it persisted in scampering away from him. It bounded away to the path. Mead crawled after it, and there the cat sat—-on the path. He reached out his hand toward it, and it romped along the path, just out of hisreach. He pursued, still on all fours, calling, ‘‘ Meow, meow, meow!”’ So swiftly and stealthily did the man come that Mead did not hear his steps until the hurrying man, rounding a turn in the path, almost stumbled over him. Without a word, the man brushed by Mead and, breaking into a fu- rious run, disappeared into the darkness; but Mead’s flash light had slanted up and for a split second had focused on the man’s face. Mead, careful and observant, as all good paying tellers must be, had a swift but distinct impression of the man’s face. It was cadaverous, lantern-jawed and adorned with a great horn of a nose. Mead noted, too, that the man was exceptionally tall and thin. He thought he’d know him again if he saw him. ‘‘Late for a date, or something,’’ muttered Mead. He returned to his pursuit of the cat. He caught it at last and took it back with him and put n his cellar. He attached so little importance to his ex- perience with the hurrying man that he did not even men- tion it to his wile BRINKERHOFF In the morning, when Mead went down to fix the furnace, the cat shot out of the open door and lope d away down the street. “It will go home. They always do,” said his wife at breakfast. “‘Hope so,” said Willard Mead, and turned his atten- tion to his toast and morning paper. “*Well, well, well, I'll be jiggered!’’ he exclaimed. **What is it, Willard?” “Look at this, will you?” he cried with some excite- ment. “Right in Fenimore Woods, too— not a quarter of a mile from this very spot!” ““What on earth are you talking about, Willard?” “They found a body in the woods,”’ he said. “Who did?” “The police—early this morning.” ‘Dear me! Who was it?” “His name, the paper says, was Simon Ware; and, Grace, he had been murdered—stabbed!”’ ““Oh, how perfectly horribie! Who is he?” *‘T never heard of him. The paper says he was forty- nine, a prosperous wool merchant, and that he took a house in High Ridge recently.” “Poor fellow. Who did it?” “The police don’t know. It says here they have a strong suspicion though.”’ Willard Mead set down his coffee cup abruptly. ‘‘Now, I wonder ss ““What do you wonder?”’ He saw by the clock that he would have to rush at top speed to catch the 8:21 for the city. ‘‘Tell you later,’ he said. ‘‘Good-by, dear.’’ A hasty kiss and he was off. At his bank Willard Mead was regarded as a model young man. That, indeed, was what he aimed to be. At twenty-nine, he was not considered brilliant; no one ex- pected him to develop into a financial wizard and astonish the world of gold with daring coups. He did not expect anything of the kind himself. He was content to be con- sidered honest, sober and industrious, and to follow the comparatively modest career fate had apparently chosen for him. He was proud of being a banker. Entering the bank straight from high school, he had risen through the bookkeeping department to the dignity of a little bronze sign which read, Mr. Mead, Paying Teller. With the passing of time, he hoped by steady, reliable work to sit February 12,1927

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benind a sign mar} had every reason to hope that when he was past fift Mead, Vice President = prospect entirely pleased him. It followed that he bors his sign would read, Mr mn fe followed a fairly straight With no peaks and I Valleys He married, at twenty-four, the fir and only girl he had ever Kissed Once—it was on his twenty-first birthday — he drank some beer, sang a little and then was unpleasant He never again exper n that field. He was suited to the nter mented quiet iife he led by He lived simply, got on well with s wife, paid his bills, saved a little Now the tranquillity of his life was somewhat ruffled by what he read in the papers about the Simon Ware case. He pored over the news of the case on his way home to Oakhurst The police, he read, had arrested a man one Andrew T. Hurley—on suspicion. Hurley had been a salesman employed by Ware’s firm. Ware had discharged him for repeated intoxication. Hurley had openly threat- Grilled by detectives, Hurley had ad- He declared, however, that had spent the en- ire night of the crime in his room in a hotel, drinking that evening. ‘See if TF ened to get even mitted making the thre: he knew nothing about the murder, but ¢ Directed Guy Knows Anything,’’ Sergeant, his the He could not prove that he had remained in his room. He Jerking a was put in jail and held for further examination. Fan Taaee ul ; —_ Toward Wil Willard Mead did not greatly relish his dinner that Sins Deine evening. Something picked at his mind. Like most blame- ‘ere Cace** less people, he had a fear of the police and an aversion to courts of law. Still, he could not blink at the unpleasant duty which stared squarely at him. He knew he should go to the police and tell them what he had seen in the woods On an inside page of the paper were pictures of persons lean face, that lengt if nvolved in the case— Ware, Hurley, a fat old man with a_ could be only the |} weak face and a huge mustache, and— Mead bent overthe groaned. Now he must g paper —a picture of Arnold Shaw, the secretary of the dead He discussed the matter man, who had identified the body at the morgue. With mixed up in things like tha fascinated eyes Mead stared at the picture of Shaw. That wretched cat, anyhow You'll have to do it an’t stand by and see nnocent, ou KNOW ant” Mead, Careful and Observant, as All Good Paying Tellers Must be But Distinct Impression of the Man's Face ruined But cops realy Hada come Why y ou were alway} Willard Mead Swift THE SATURDAY EVENING nnocent an Py i ' © | _ ~s n t S¢ ‘ the “ \i ‘ ¢ f . | M4 , Wile t k | | ( lL «ve re \ . } W ile i } ny ma t I r te y x k nr r me some \ Beside | ( } w « t t ’ is Weu A ‘ W ‘ h g belie me W T \A I é “ mig ‘ rf k Me r \ , {) ‘ A \ ‘ \\ Her 1) me i at é é \\ \\ ‘ } , n ‘ Wit ‘ eset € A \4 ‘ t é é r | n en he ‘ Mead 1 tra W he are f nr ‘ H , y t t ‘ S é ‘ erted Me W " rY t é i é r é t 1 l et + AT en ‘ t t ne \ n ‘ e SE i \\ I POST

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ther the occasions when Mr. Stegg’s gger reminder was set off in Henry Albien’s t It happened to be only two by President Harrison for a na- mercies and blessings vouchsafed ation, and Henry was doing a land verries, cove oysters, pumpkins and He and | clerk, Rufus, were unusually id to wait; but there is no doubt 1 unfairly against Roy Secker, who ‘ e a full half hour and had to toba »until ne got a chance to buy some i ist a minute or two, Roy,’ Henry wetica to the lank, loose-lipped yokel, nter, half reclining against a pile | ( mp le rawled Ro “Take your time i Z-Bell boy, who had just clanked in a person Would never tnink it, to general appearance and attitude fone Ww had been sent for the doctor right with short help. That shot was e of banter directed at the ire. Tip Yoakum, the Hat Creek granger, ecently been observed trying to beat \ iin a race from west to east, and est of it, according to Roy’s em lignantly denied this, naively e was asleep and the shade naturally Somarindyk, with a false air of nly thing Roy hated to wait for therwise the boy was real patient at ax come out, Roy?’’ he ittered the young man sullenly. “‘] iidated: “*S« mebody told Roy iway and let it rest, the aidge allowed that if it would do no reason why it wouldn't lradway’s ax away and Mis ee Gay THE SATURDAY EVENING POST GETTING Tal WHA ‘“*That’s another derned lie of his. Trad way’s always a-trying to be smart.” Here Albien disposed of his last customer ‘*What was it you wanted, Roy—plug to- ILLUSTRATED BY J. backer, did you say? The young man slumped from the counter and shambled to the tobacco end ot the store, departing as soon as he was served “Is it true that Moggridge booted him off the place when he come around to see Lina?’’ Tip Yoakum asked. ‘I don’t see no reason to doubt it,’’ Albien answered ‘“* Moggridge has got the feelings of a father and he don’t go barefoot.” ‘Roy certainly hates to work,”’ said Yoakum. Samuel] Stegg, ex-bullwhacker and old-timer, turned his mild blue eye on the speaker and withdrew the stem of his corncod pipe from the tangle of his gray beard. **So do you and so do J,”’ he asserted. ‘‘So does ever’body. Work s something that you hate like all get out to do, but you do t because you think you have to, or else because you’ve got into the habit. There’s a heap of poppycock talked about a man loving his work; but if he loves it, it ain’t work; it’s pastime. There ain't a man here that wouldn't loaf if he wasn’t afraid folks would think he was a loafer, or that somebody’d get ahead faster than him, or that his conscience’d hurt him; and all the time he’s rustling he’s looking for’ard to the time when he can afford to quit and enjoy life. But when that time comes he finds that he’s got the habit, and if he does quit it kills him off in a year or two.” ‘A man takes a pride n his work, don’t he il ne amounts to shucks?”’ Henry Albien put the question **Yes, Sir, Bill’s Got Him a Stovepipe and a Long: Tail Coat, and You Just Ought to See Him and His Woman Fixed Up to Go Some Place!"’ ‘‘A man’ll take a pride in having a rig! bad case of the lumbago or not having siept a By Kemmett Marris wean ios ss much as he brags about it,”’ the old bullwhacker replied “*Work’s good for a man,”’ Tip stated oracularl) **So’s castor ile and calamity and corn-meal! mush,”’ said Mr. Stegg. ‘‘Seems like ’most anything that’s good for a man is unpleasant, so that’s no argument. I knew a mar name of Bill Tracy, oncet that was what I call aman. He didn’t like to work, and he had the backbone to own up t it and act up to it. If you wanted to grub in the dirt and break your back and raise blisters, or hump yourself over a ledger, shut out from the sunshine, or get your innards all jolted out of kelter by a brone, or indulge in other forms industriousness, that was your privilege; but, pers’nally, CLINTON SHEPHERD account and not worth hell room, and you could take him or leave him, just as you’d a mind.” Me, I didn’t feel no call to shun Bill Tracy —the old bull whacker went on-—even if there was times when | envied him; and I wasn’t the only one that liked Bill. He was a man you would take to more’n what you would to R Secker; not but what Roy may be just as good as he wa and as worthy and deserving of the love and support of a pure, noble and hard-working woman. Still, Bill kep’ him self tol’able neat and clean, for all his shiftlessness, and he was a strapping, good-looking, good-natured scoundrel] and if you'd have seen him stretched out under a tree, w his hat brim on the tip of his nose, you'd have said that here was a man taking a well-earned February 12,1927

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ng Bill could do was play the fiddle. He sure Well, things went on thataway with B ra int ‘ neve could, and he liked to. They’d send for him from all over was clost on to thirty——happy and carefree, with ant ‘ It to play at their dances, and sometimes he’d go and som«e them days as thick in the draws and breaks as flies around er times he wouldn’t. Depended on how he was feeling, and am/’lasses bar’l; sand pike and cat in the river and! on who it was gave the dance; but if you passed his cabir n the bottom good neighbors with more potatoes a any time after supper when he was to home, you’d be apt garden truck than they ild use or sell; good friends that 1) to hear the fiddle going. If he felt right lonesome and it he could borrow fifty cents or a dollar from a time was a still night, he’d step outside the door and start wagons and buggies a-going every place he wanted to g iy playing, and it wouldn’t be long afore you heard all the to and ride and welcome f you waited long enough f Ye oyotes in the wide world a-singing to his music. He done them to come along past and wasn’t in no rus and all the ‘ that oncet or twicet for me, so I know it’s so pleasures of town life at Minnekahta any time he wanted t e W His cabin was down on the Cheyenne at the mouth of — tostroll down to the ford and catch Red Raymond when he That’s true Fall River. A man name of Scott had built it, andthe next come acrost with the stage. Seemed like thing uldn't goingt year moved up Spearfish way and left it with a crop of sun- come much easier for him and a would be a hog t en ' flowers from some old breaking. He'd never homesteaded want ’em any easier, but he got sort of dissatisfied at last try t t, and Bill didn’t neither. Too much like work, going to ‘What’s the matter, Bill?"’ I asked him, noticing the I've the land office at Rapid to file, and then they made you put way he was looking. He had come into town that day t way they w ma heap ot im provements. T muc! like w t But it was g i cabin and there good places to! ttle upstrean Fishing was what 5b Ked t d ist tt et ter tnan anything #1) S¢é If the ght; and if the Vasnt, that w right t B getting there | al da Weer 0 ai nt J ist the Va he Vas feeling N nod N« ad wt bout him 1 t lidr "+ get nt } meais tayed it late I I want t Ww why inSam Hill he wasn't m the is while Wher ting uy ewentt bed and tayed there unt he felt Ke getting ul whethe t Aus four o'¢ k in the mort ral t« rds I i Ju t trifliing and ! yunt \ alt and glad of it But 1 dor want t get ne Pretty Soon, as I Got Closer, I Seen That What He Was Packing Was a Valise and } idee that B wa and Doublte:-Bit Ax and a Stedge Passed Through the Har es

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Against Anger and a Tirade He Could Hold His Own, But the Sight of Ber: nice’s Pale, Tear:Stained F High, Proud, Wounded Manner Began to Weaken His Moral ace and e OST persons fondle dreams remote from their wel It provides a harmless pastime and much more enjoyable than any realized Many a e the puniest and most diffi- ma is KI ed the heavyweight champ ‘ ‘ k--in his mind. Often he is a ng ent captain of finance, too, or a stern and ruth- I on an off day, perhaps his yearn- exalts himt ime th of « I pressed peoples. And i, dependable wives have dreamed of the t é scenes with this orignt boy es, that’s the way it gos The cook wants to be an ruck driver, cussing everybody in the ngs to mother in the bottom of hem published; and I have always ‘ é ry, something tender and true, would make better men and women out of g-goned thing weakness and it deterred me for quite a irted with a bang—once under the id to Her, and again, Oh, Why Did Wa But all | ever got out of these itr t in the middle of them ea k around and investigate Y Ww nh brought me up against ‘ iman flights of imagination I ind. Yes, sir, I’ve got a real M Here's a genuine love st ry, Let go! i about eight years and At least, all Mac’s men mea ne per sors That al I declare, I believe ! \ n on eartl \\ eratior Bernice was an ma a sne had tne Ww n tow aiways in é ind friend In additior Wa r Mr stringe is resentfully as ntec w that lovely littl t big immox \ t 1 ind, W t A T ‘ ~ li i ‘ ILLUSTRATED BY THE SATURDAY EVENING POST LOVE WILL FIND A WAY By George Pattullo WILLIAM “Well, he certainly looks it. And he’s short and ugly, and his hair $i ““Shucks, Mac’s the salt of the earth.” “You say that just because you men always stick up for one another. No matter what one does, the others’ll back him up.” “Why, what has Mac been doing now?” ‘Nothing. But he makes me sick—he’s so conceited. Of all the uppity And what that little rooster’s got to be stuck up about is a mystery to me! Yet look at the way he carries on.”’ ““How—carry on?” ‘““Why, the way he bosses that poor little wife of his around.” ““Aha! So that’s it!”’ chortled her encumbrance. It was a silly thing to say, but some men can’t learn. It took Al one hour and seventeen minutes by the clock to explain that he intended nothing underhanded by this crack. Now Mrs. Stringer was absolutely right. Mae did high- hand his wife; he was undeniably the boss monkey in his own home, and I want to apologize for him here and now. How such a situation ever came about baffles me, but it’s a fact that the Mac household presented this strange anomaly in American life. Why, that fellow was knewn to come home late for din- ner from the golf course without a thought of explaining! He went to tournaments, too, when the building business ‘k and he happened to be on his game. Not once, f a dozen times, had he enticed some other husband was but to go along with him. The man was a menace, I tell you! And he gave stag parties—yes, he did! And during the duck and quail seasons and when the black bass were striking, Mac was apt to take out any old day in his car and be absent a week, leaving Bernice with her mother. t parties it would have been ludicrous if it hadn’t been so tragic. When Mac had had enough he always rose up and said, ‘‘ Well, let’s go, dear. I’ve got a hard day to- morrow.”’ And the poor simpleton went. At this point a lot of loyal husbands are going to quit me. They will fling this magazine against the wall; I can hear their anguished wail: ‘‘ Writing bedtime stories now, hey? Just like that bird!’’ But be patient, boys. You n't learned his method to all complaints with banter, and it worked like a charm have Mac’s system was to respond February 12,1927 He never lost his temper or argued with Bernice just seemed to take her grievances as a joke and went on about his business. eee Fe “It isn’t any laughing matter,’ she would cry fiercely; but it is impossible to quarrel with anybody who persists in refusing to recognize a point of dispute and regards every outburst as a lovable whim So they got along as well as the next, and possibly better Mac went his way and prospered. His home life seemed to strengthen him for the daily striving, and everything he touched he made flourish ship appeared largely passive it proved none the less pro ductive of results. If Bernice’s role in the partner Mac even carried his bantering manner into his social contacts. It takes a cocky person to get away with it, and there’s no denying he was that. His critics were wont to say he could strut sitting down Indeed, Mac’s self-confidence was often annoying. Out at the golf club he would swagger onto the tee, take a few furious practice swings, exclaim “‘ Here's where Mrs. Mac’s little boy wallops one”’’ and bam!-—down the middle of the fairway for two hundred and forty yards. That was bad enough, but he was just as conversational all the way around, coming out of sand traps to the accompaniment of a cheerful monologue and offering plenty of suggestions when his opponent rolled into one “Say, you can lift out of there, Al,’’ he once remarked solicitously to Stringer—‘‘with a niblick.”’ When AI finally emerged he was gnashing his teeth wit hate. ‘‘You made me miss that one! And you did it on purpose !”’ ‘**Shucks, you lifted your head.” “For two pins I'd lift somebody else’s!”"’ ““Why, you oughtn’t to let a little thing like that bother you. Look at Walter Hagen. A thousand people can yell in his ear, but he’ll hit it clean. And Bobbie Jones— just think of the way he mastered his temper.”’ ‘You wait! My turn’ll come.” On the next green, after a missed putt, Al burst out again: ‘“‘How the Sam Hill can a man putt with yor standing there grinning?”’ **Where do you want me to stand? I didn’t move did 1?” “No; but I could feel all the time you were fixing to.”’ *‘And did any of the caddies move?” **No, they didn’t.” “It seemed to me that boy over there breathed pretty hard, though,’’ Mac suggested again. Understa ‘*Don't you ever do tl , caddie? You boys must learn to hold your breath for

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j ; b ' WN I can’t help it, even if his golf y Manners! Why, | What they are Look ‘How tne v a he treats his wife? | t haven't heard her cor think, you bet! Socar a lot of women think he things they have tostand for! Alll can ¢ ‘y her at the ometimes said anything? | | ay is, Mr. Mac had } best watch out! One f these days he'll go too far, and then “Wh y; has Bernice > 99 replied Mrs. Stringer uu ought to hear bridge club The things that poor woman has with Al pricked up his ears, for | I had to put uy | s wife never ame home from a tit I bridge party without ome choice morsel. : Six afternoons a week a group of married } women sat down to i play and sometimes thev st urted at eleven Ht me N surpations ning And, they talked matter how ut, no matter what , opics came up, tney i i ilways got back to I that. A thorough over- f husbands | nauling ¢ ‘ . and their snortcomings with a else could ins Bernice + 1] the bridge i manded ! aghast ‘Well, doesn’t ! seemed ti blabbing her troubles } ’ | leave them So-—-‘*Do you mean has been ali those women at club? de- | at nis wile ad- it mitted. ‘* But she tells ow he icts, and t ts enoug! My de j ich men existed in th king the su ig ke I ac manners are tt asnt g il ® do¢e at the w e treat And Hou sar, I didn't believe it px Is day and time appeared that M: ac didn’t like dar ng, Se i| i often to deciine invitations. And when she w i} vw dress she got at Spiegel’s, which would fly uy down, and there was no way of stopping it er knees, Mac carried on like a perfect baby and ng her every minute to pull it dowr 2) 1 eve vhen she bobbed her ha rhe things Bernice , : mply gave them goose flesh! But men were all a She THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Glowed When Biily Jarvis Asked Her to Dance! It Was Positively Patheti« 4 ] e put u eatn WA ng and att tive won Q : ‘ + Al er me \I } , \\ + wre - ( 4 "- 4 i ‘ 4 I ‘ ‘ -

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¢ Eve tir THE SATURDAY LABORERS EAST AIND EVENING POST ry Other American of Today, This Plumber Has a Certain Income and Certain Possessions. ILLUSTRATED BY OLIVER KEM P He is a Man of Capital Who Gags at the Term ‘‘Working Class’’ Because His Instinct of Rank Has Developed With the Increase of His Possessions Uba diy among all the upheavals of change tual winds of theory and prophecy. In ety it triumphs over artificial divisions i parties. Man always achieves something ampered pride in his work. If the keleton of a skyseraper didn’t feel himself e that of the longshoreman, he would 1it his risky trade and go looking for a job ongshoreman feit that the street equal, he would be contented with the easy at m. As for the street sweeper, he is aborer who has a past that he can re- ome pride; so he lives philosophically on and int pe that his sons will become ear air and bright sunlight of an he instinct of rank has dominated me i ibor. Artificial class distinctions t. That once imposing and mean- rusts in America’s back e lour-norse brewery truck leanliness Next to Steam Heat ‘ mit the war this artificial class barrier was f even the most democratic Americans ‘ med for America was ‘equality of op He boy could become President, an i become a senator or a banker. But the er were still poor boys, poor men, immigrants, ass i Vast massed group on one single level! le t ind bankers, just as the Euro ssed group below Kings wan New New Englanders—By James Stevens ministers and bankers. The Knights of Labor, the Popu- list, Socialist Labor and Social Democrat parties, the In- dustrial Workers of the World—with its cardinal principle the destruction of the instinct of rank among all laborers and even the anarchists flourished on appeals to class con- sciousness. Today all that remains of these organizations is wasting relics. John Bianso, plumber and new New Englander, is hu- man evidence, better than charts or tables of figures, of the forces that are today dominating American laborers, East and West. His story is not the story of the exceptional in- dividual; it is not a parable of success; it is a plain account which, with the character and human details changed, would fit the average American skilled laborer of the pres- ent day. John Bianso’s trade itself is the most American of all the professions and trades in the nation. With us cleanliness is next to steam heat. Plumbing has acquired something of a sacred character. The plumber is envied for the leisurely comfort in which his labor is always performed, for his earnings, and for his importance in the lives of all of us. It is impossible to weave about the plumber the romance that glorifies the cowboy and the structural ironworker; yet his trade has such dignity, at least, that even if he doesn’t get into the story magazines, the movies and the Sunday supplements, he is sometimes denounced on the editorial page, along with members of the Interstate Commerce Commission. Like every other American of today, this plumber has a certain income and certain possessions. He is a man of capital who gags at the term ‘‘ working class’’ because his nstinct of rank has developed with the increase of his possessions. He judges other men by the size of their incomes, the quality of their automobiles and the importance of their jobs. The capitalist class has triumphed utterly in America simply because all Americans have got into it points of conservatism. Twenty years ago, in the strike-mangled Massachusetts shoe-factory town where he had been born and where he had lived leanly for fifteen years, John Bianso first tasted the oats of American individuality. He felt these oats to such effect that he kicked up his heels and stampeded out of the family pasture. He got himself apprenticed to a Yankee plumber. Considering his environment, it was a wild adventure. Possession is nine Little Italy in New England N THE Little Italy of the shoe-factory town John had been at first only another Italian child, one of thousands of Italian children who were growing to school age in an environment as foreign to New England as Naples itself. He heard only foreign speech, and it told him over and over that everything good and beautiful in life was in lands beyond the sea. John heard this oftener in the periods when his father did not go out carrying a lunch pail every morning, but loafed at home or in the corner saloon or in strike headquarters. Usually these periods occurred in the winter months. During such times John and his year older brother often had to go to bed in the daytime to escape the severe New England cold. Despite his hunger, John often enjoyed this. At night he and his brother slept in a trundle bed, while papa, mamma and the baby occupied the big bed 3ut now he could lie in the big bed itself, grow warm and drowsy in the gloom of the room, and imagine above. Continued on Page 115 February 12,1927 WEST

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AST spring John Ludvok, a loom worker in one of the big woolen mills of Lawrer Massachusetts, casually notified his fore man that on the Saturday night following he was quitting his job. The foreman received the anr as bad news. John was a good, steady worker: sot dustrious and saving; no man to loss “What’s the matter, John?” the foreman ‘Aren't you getting enough wages Sure, John was getting enough wages. Y¢ he foreman all right. No, he wasn't sore on anybody body was a good man Sut he was leaving. He was fully decided on that. No, nothing could change his decisic What was he going to do? He shrugged his shoulders There was lots to do. Nothing to about. He had a little money saved; and a flivver could tell? The foreman gave it up as a bad job: made an John’s separation from the pay roll on his own wrote “reason unknown” as the cause of it, and sent along to the manager in charge olf personnel It reached the personnel manager on the Mon lowing the Saturday on which John drew his last ¢t ifl i interview with the workman. The investigator that John Ludvok had not only quit his job but The Wrong Classification PPNHE day before, the investigator was informed by bors, John, his wife and his three children had b the tlivver with a few articles of household furniture: departed for parts unknown. No one could guess any son and John had not bothered to give anv himse ‘lope, and he sent out an investigator to obtain an exit “Employers’' Wives THE SATURDAY EVENING POST WHY Wiley LEAVIE TIRUEIUR y Charles J. McC US TRATE DO B Y E A M ( t , u ince ey y estig eve ed ‘ n j wed I tradesme I t tr i t Absence of apparent é et conclusion that Lud e good w a year ol! laithtul dail ib id s! that class despised and pitied in ou V Zation i nomad, a te Dumme who obtained a job, worked at it a wi away trom there, drawn by the lure « Looks to me like a case I itech gator reported, and John was so liste: ept ! lepartment inder t ition today hadr he company made a trip to the Piedn { arolina to 1looK over a site on wi proposed to build a new m On a tou inspection in a mil al, the England man came reman over a crew of mountain mer rom a seclusion « Yeh,” said John in unembarrassed iInend sent me a letter He told me good down here. The wages weren't s was steadier No lay ffs You coul yuna And there was a chance to be l always wanted, but there was no cha Sametimes are Another fource of Trouble \) J] — 2? S O9 ( Hn Important Job two centuries to mar

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 12,1927 The Horse-and-Buggy land peated | t ‘Luke MacNaughten, Eh?’’ ment | caught sight of him, B yg Da rank irriages and D VW wag | r le e fairground W m vhat he was. I was 2 es 1¢ igh, anyway, to drawa e from that city suit, pulled by t iged intry muscles n ‘ y wilted in spite ed within it, from | id mounted almost r \\ e sur eacned ! S$, displa eu Di int i worth and S ? my grandfather Warne tne sober, nomely é their t expanded to ine by the tops of cowhide Wi tne iter limit of their I ncession t ances It was ar re yellow shoes and mong the booths and tents in el x they artlessly be- he newest city fashion i yt arrel with their tastes. | ve t " m pleasure in their uncon- ad ment of the line of caste that ed tne andowner trom the 7 wage and did his il ir way we were snobs, A pbery, at u ym ior ol sound \\ ntimately with j ‘ be in any doubt W ermanence and e bred f and had pay aue heed to n blood. It was no I S onceit that inclined ist men who drifted, wind dry tumbleweed; to re putting faith in any 1 ved, sure knowledge of s and dams behind it day we turn a dubious eye upon the er, and shrewd tailoring stirs in us a wary as to what it seeks to mask. In those we did not d t. Almond Binney, whis- as he swaggered toward our democrat fied himself to my glance as defi- had been a Southdown sheep. | ed his g unwillingly, as a presumption, ta fn saw Beth's chin rise d her hea deliberately away, as nr mere h I affronted her. pleased. I y » desperately in love eve the marve of the side-show tents é me when Beth, with the myste- il | ible r ison of goddesses and to wait at the wagon till my er should sh judging cattle. Lean- w hi 1 was only pleasantly sorry rn ing the excitements of the i e enchanting howls with e Missing Link from Borneo proclaimed igh | anvas walls, the fasci- iden games of chance that masqueraded in went disguises —rings to be tossed over canes, n ap t might contain a silver dollar, base- rn wn, for a prize of cigars, at a genuine darky ed a t grin through a hole in a canvas backstop. ghts and many others I had resolutely re- t i he magnificence of the gesture; my i seemed somehow rewarded by the manner I turned away from Almond Binney’s good- eye He w inmistakably a hired hand; to ‘ i he carried folded over his arm { whip in his gnarled hand, he was that ar inworthy type of laborer we described, con- 10u e-and-buggy hand, but he was un- grow ind My Passion was at tha’ state in I feared ited all adult males ved rding me with a disarming friendliness w | t with poor success to present a was every indication of deep in- when I had gratified his Approve. ugh Mac Nair Kahler STRATED BY DONALD He Seemed to Consider and Rea? ‘Well, Well! Whereabouts Do You Live, He seemed to consider and “Luke MacNaughten, eh?” approve. ‘Well, well! Whereabouts do you live, Lu? The abbreviation charmed me. It was the first time that anybody had found a way of shortening the bald brevity of Luke. I should have answered ordinarily with a vague hand wave toward our pocket in the distant hills, but in- stead I found myself explicit and specific. Again he seemed to approve. “Well, well! Got quite a ride ahead of you.” His glance moved to our team of heavy Clydesdales, and I could see that he was measuring their plodding pace against the miles. My grandfather was right, 1 knew, in his fixed principle that kept no horse on his place unless it could earn its keep in honest labor, but there were times when I envied people who drove spidery buggies behind fast trotters, even when they were, like this man, nothing but silly hired hands, shiftlessly spending their mean wages on an empty show that only advertised their folly I saw his eyes move toward Beth, and there was in his look a quality that made me curiously angry and afraid. I seemed to know that he was minded to offer her a seat TEAGUE beside him for that long ride back to Echo Glen, in the buggy that went with the linen lap robe and the stylish whip. I think he would have asked her, but as luck would have it, a man squirmed suddenly from behind the row of wagons, sly and swift, like a snake-—a man with a snake’s beady eye, who stirred in me, the blind and break as a snake would have, impulse to find a his back. He carried something StICK like a long legged camp stool in the bend of his elbow and this, as he wriggled up to where we stood, he opened and set down to make a kind of table, on which, I could not see whence, three walnutshells magically appeared. He moved them about with long yellow fingers that squirmed like a knot of garter snakes, his eyes flickering watchfully toward the cattle pens where the sheriff and his deputies, like almost everybody else, were intent upon the judging. He talked in a hurried, wheedling patter, first to Almond Binney and then, as other men approached, to the group that gathered in about the table. My ear was trained to slower speech and many of the words were strange to me, so that I did not understand m~h of what he said, but his ac- tions spoke for themselves, and I had heard, too, of sharpers who preyed on people who were sills enough and wicked enough to risk their money at such games as this. The crowd about him held back distrustfully, at first; I « Almond Binney’s broad grin widen when one of the men edged forward and ventured a silver dollar on the quickness of his eye. To my amazed sur- prise he put his finger on the shell that hid the little ball; the gambler’s dollar clinked gayly against his own and the oily voice congratulated him. He won again, and after a third backed away. ould see success, rle out Almond Binney, wheedling at first, and then, as the big man shook his head, taunting. It seemed to me that the sun-bitten face reddened slowly, but the wide grin did not change. **Go you just once, if you’re a mind to bet five lars,” blood ’s the next man.” He brought eut a wadded bill and the gambler matched it with another, complimenting him as he lifted the shells and rolled the tiny ball skillfully between them. The ball disappeared under one of them; he moved them back and forth. **All right, brother. Take your pick.” ‘‘Hold on a minute—le’s get it straight. If I tell you which shell’s hidin’ the ball I get the money?”’ ‘*Surest thing you know, brother. ‘*Got to be under one of ’em, ain’t it?” sisted. “If it ain’t “Tf it ain’t I lose.’"” The gambler laughed, lifted one shell and showed the ball. “‘ Watch close now. Maybemy hand’s quicker’n your eye—maybe it ain’t.”” His fingers slid the shells about. I leaned forward, fascinated, as Binney hesitated. Five dollars, a week’s wage for bone cracking labor between sun and sun, to be lost or doubled in an instant. It was deadly sin, of course, but there was something splendid about it; folly, to be punished as it deserved, but still, somehow, magnificent. **Under one of ’em,”’ said Binney. “All right.’’ His big hands moved out, covering the two end shells. ‘‘I bet it’s under the middle one. Lift her up and le’s see I saw the sudden vicious flash in the gambler’s mean face. For an instant he made me think of an ugly horse, its lips drawn back wickedly from its teeth. His eyes twisted about the group, as if measuring the clumsy strength of Binney and the rest against his cunning. As he sinney lifted the two shells he had covered and showed the bare oilcloth beneath them. ‘‘Bound to be under that there middle ‘**Guess I win the money, eh?” ‘You beat me that time, all right.” the middle shell, ‘How much you want to bet me this tim The sharper seemed now to sir 1o] do! said Binney. ‘‘Guess I got as much sportin’ Go ahead and sinney pe! hesitated me,” he said The gambler lifted and sure enough the ball! lay

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Se back between the wayor nis tabie | I listened, unwillingly admiring, while the rest of the group Holds the ba n the bend of *Tain’t under none of the shells when ne siides it under ne 1 the tw tnat y lessed wrong Somebody said something that | tinctly. Binney chuckled Oh, you find out a sight of t} ngs different places,’ he said. ‘Seen that to a dozen county fairs, I have He swung away toward the huddle whistling. I noticed that Beth's viance the look reassured and pleased m¢ I luctant and envious respect, but it was that Beth had no such feel ng ied er irm > ( enlightened ‘ nge Ss 1 go to pick one eit alter you ve ildnt hear dis- you travel round there swindle tried f tents and sheds, followed him, but ildn’t help a re WhOLY clear to me ‘Smart, wasn't it?’’ I said, heartened by the lift of her chin, the taint downward turn at the an rners of her mout! be smart about she shrugged ‘Maybe,”’ she said, in a voice tight with contempt. ‘I suppose even a horse-and Ugyyv nand ich things I was minded to debate the point, b me back from the cattle per nd we THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 1 t i e planks of the bridge as f they had been a delib« é trespass on a privacy that roads scnool and my grand ers white house Aly an ‘ { the high pines had been n Once I had hated every foot of it a tupid, plodding ai mh under a melancholy weight of } s afteran end Aunt Abby less day in prison—but now I spent each step reluctant y, and instead of we n overtaking team turned a giowering eye ickW ts approach did me a wrong To be sure, Beth lived in our house, so that I saw |} the afternoon and evenir ivS were spe sides, in her intoxicatir y school, but yniy on this walk that | yself. I wa r et alr aetending he l1lans and ; Au I vy “You Mean You're Going to Let Him Stay?" Beth Stared ““That— That si I Passed My W: rd,** Said My ¢

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j ] 4 r ‘ Q as + ¢ oi r ( 1 la t vor An r CTa (ré ' rr ert ne rin ft ary Ww 4 a t i ry t } I ’ Se Ki ¢ ie ¢ é t acte e ther neu fe as ind sand re too Detri ee & Kay f getting the genuine mak ly ed passable vw, H x a + noted for it ites optimist i ment tne ( N use a { THE SATURDAY EVENING POST BEHOLD THE SHBIIK By Frank Condom ILLUSTRATED BY TONY SARG OES P8 e g rm TL February 12,1927 from Holland, and annoyed intensely by Baron Ward whose proud boast it is that he has written four hur dred screen tales and has yet to see the day one of them reaches the screen exactly as he wrote it The melancholy period referred to & Kay wher Manager Lawson announced the onset actually began for See a fresh sheik. Contemplating the popularity of the brand, he formed all and sundry that in the firm would go presently about the business of making a new one. Director Sims listened to this news without any sign of passionate rapture “With Aubrien?”’ he ‘Certainly.’ “When?” **As soon as you can get to it.” Mr. Sims sighed, sent for the fait} ful Baron Ward and asked h would kindly hitcl and asked im if he up his type writer thresh out another sheik. “The name of this one,”’ said jimmy, tion The Bronze God, or having had the informa- from headquarters, “‘is either Behold the Sheik ‘That’s good turned Ward. ‘‘As long as we get in it ; enough,” re SNeiK somewnere, were ail right. The damn things seem to go, don't th ey! Say , James “Say what?”’ do youe ver become good and sick of these monstrosities a ved ‘‘Fellow,’’ He Said, ‘‘Can You Do you ever yearn to go some the Keep a Secret? If I Whisper You Something in Confidence Will You Bury It?’’ where with a camera and mak« an honest-to-Moses picture of sneiK y have ci arly identified them- ct, and fifty-cent patrons all f they A men € k in Pittsburg} blown-in- now it comes from makes See & Kay make James J. Sims and the most prominent male star is Aubrey Aubrien, the handsome scalawag whose melting gaze drifts out nightly upon millions of fluttering young females and sends them home too late to do the dinner dishes. Aubrey has played many leading roles in his time and has come to be regarded as the official sheik of the studio. He wears silk underwear, chamois gloves, purple cravats and uses perfume in a quiet way. When- ever there is a job of sheiking to be done he puts on a fresh burnoose and steps forward. Generally Mr. Jimmy Sims directs these stirring photo- plays, assisted by Willie Hupp Those of the Americans That Could Ride Camels, Rode life on the desert, with everything as it actually is Mr. Sims carefully lighted the directorial pipe, at it in silence, blew smoke at his feet, which were cocked upon his desk, and surveyed the continuity man with a wicked gleam in his eye. “Fellow,” he said, ‘‘can you keep a secret? If I whisper you something in confidence will you bury it?”’ Mr. Ward made cabalistic motions upon his chest indi ative of eternal silence. “Here then is the news,”’ continued the director are going to Africa to make this particular bronze god wit} Aubrey Aubrien. pulled because | You are going along with us, need you. And when we get over there, far away, where qae> Them; and Those That Could Not, Fell Off a Te Sa

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SATURDAY EVENING POST dy can stop me, l am going to burst ose and Make a Despite Her Shriit lrama of desert life, a true story of sheiks and calip} Maidenty Squeais of } Pull ] i ‘ D ? hes Of chock-full of battle, murder, mayhem, sudden deat} ismay, He Dashes Off P f* a Into the Desert With d depravity, poison and pillage j Mr. Ward's eyes filled with moist emotion. His somber His Innocent Victin A ant = countenance lighted. Once upon a time he had written ‘ a } just such a sheik story for Aubrey Aubrien, and it had been , paad } ruthlessly cast aside and scorned by the studio heads; and fv i there was substituted the usual scented pastel of love 4 4 » weetness and light “Bully!” said Ward. ‘‘ How are you going to do it ‘Have two scripts,’ quoth the director, smiling. “ You write both of them. One we will submit to the studio the pretty one, with the lace trimmings and Aubrey in his A silk sheik panties. This script will be instantly approved SS . and later on, we will stand in the stern of a fast steamer ; and throw it overboard to the sharks.” Pa ‘And then go ahead,” chuckled Mr. Ward, “‘and shoot a ~ true parable of Arabs and Bedouins, covered with mud and ? \ whiskers and killing one another twice a day a? ig >. ‘“‘Absolutely,”’ affirmed Jimmy Sims. “I will make for { é this studio a sheik opera that nobody will ever forget. | ; aN have always longed for such a chance, and here it is.” ‘This is the first good news I have heard,’’ Ward de- clared, “‘since that Eastern censor got hold of the wrong bottle in his bathroom.” In the natural course of human events the forces of See & Kay assembled a brand-new sheik company, or unit f seventeen fortunate employes, which included Aubrey Aubrien, half a dozen minor actors, the technical staff, Miss Henl y, the feminine lead, and a company manager There gathered together a mere skeleton group, for it was the intent of the company to hire natives when the outfit reached Al gic rs. Railway and steamship tickets were purchased and the y tudio fermented in pleasant excitement. All who were P . , not going abroad audibly envied all who were, and in the . i meanwhile Baron Ward pecked away at his ball-bearing , ntinitive splitter and gave to the world the sugar-coated the unit started for Africa, Wa Va appy t that model form and hallows nursery tale, or Continuity Number 1, entitled The Bronze _ his director approved of it heartily. In fact, Mr. Sims have warn God, or Behold the Sheik. This was a fast, easy-going job, suggested that he become r f i igher ir § 1 ( for it followed the old grooves. Continuity Number 2 was’ that remained to be done touchy about such n 4 a more difficult task and was intended only for the ‘Fine!”’ said the delighted Ward. “I'll get everything Consequently it has become | eye of Jimmy J. Sims. Number 2 was a rous into this, including the kitchen stove.”’ and new em] es are warne ‘ 1 legend, filled with fighting, starvation, raids, The ispecting See & Ki: " ttle N f as it lie WW dying of thirst amidst the trackless sands of a. that a st-class nspira wa 1 et 1 paid new ‘ Caravans were pillaged in Number 2 and innocent travel- the bills and sent the Sims crowd away to a y start furbelows you can !\ ers were slaughtered by Bedouins without regard for God surrounded by flowers, candied peaches, lower bert ind ncerease the gor of your sand st nd rt Hit or man private compartments. There was an affecting scene at the nonessentials your he Mr. Ward gayly went the limit, knowing that no timid the railway station, with Aubrey Aubrien leaning tinst good old sheik story, for W soul would edit out his red-blooded episodes and denature’ a brake handle in his new fawr tand w ng {1 tested prototype you art nis tale and Were Prodded Back on Board by Annoyed Bedouins

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 12,1927 5 lla Doll IB lkslhel# Al Miulinom Dollar Boolksie a 4 cS ( iy Dr. A. S. W. Rosenbach, as Told to Avery Strakosch \N crawled cautiously \ ‘ toward the carriage. | 4 Suddenly the sight i pe te R of him there struck f | me as being the fun- | ‘ niest thing I had ) Uv Uncle ever seen! The i} glassy bridge, the i unreal light and Ht the ¢ statuesque Uncle f Moses _ telescoping | , like a huge cater- | eo pillar toward me! i) ) I snickered, then \ burst out laughing | vi é The old driver fol- ocl lowed suit, and our {| te rude guffaws echoed i] é across the bridge, through the de- | serted streets. Un- fa cle Moses’ dark i eyes snapped as he | to reached the car- H| riage. | ‘You should | ! have let me get I J lo your book,’ I said 1 e old shamefacedly i i ook “You might have if ‘ ta broken your leg!” 4 é wit! ‘I would risk 1! eld nm breaking two legs 1 na for this book,” he \ I wa growled back, and , d to we drove on. t In the years 1 which followed I Wl have known men to } Tom Jone: hazard their for- \ tunes, go long jour- i i | E TOLD me the lai : ; — ; neys halfway about } a fa mar The English Library in Doctor Rosentbach’s Philadelphia Home the world, forget 4) t ho heard of some Shakespeare folios in Spain; of Slowly Uncle Moses got out, walked uncertainly for- lie, cheat and steal—all for the gain of abook. Improbable nonths of inquiries and exciting adventures, heat ward. He had not gonetwo steps before he lost his balance. as it sounds, there was a man once who murdered so that he Pyrenees. There he found As he fell I cried aloud in alarm and the driver turned, he might possess a volume for which he had long yearned lee leaning forward before a great amazed. Up Uncle Moses got, and down he went again; feeding the fire with torn bits of paper on which, yet with each fall he came nearer and nearer his book, A Free:Lance Collector English printing; how he tore’ which lay open face downward in the frozen gutter. At last ngers—the remains of a second _ he reached it and, after securely placing it in his overcoat T WAS in the valuable library of the monastery at } ight and found too late! As _ pocket, started the perilous way back. But he had learned Poblet, near Tarragona, just a century ago, that Don Vin- se to throw casually some sheets the trick; instead of trying to walk, he crouched down on cente, a Spanish monk, developed his unholy love for books friendship—ever ) | i! into the stove, while I watched, all fours, and, dignified dean of booksellers that he was, Years of religious training did not prevent him from seizing fear every chance to plunder his own i} alue — —— ; _ ; : ~ and other monastery libraries it Ind which were thrown open in a i y political upheaval of the time i As confusion spread he found i\\ | opportunities to take the books it i | he coveted most, and then he i| vanished. But sometime later he appeared in Barcelona, the in proprietor of a bookshop. The one volume he had worshiped at : we a distance and longed to own was a work of Lamberto Palmart Pv published in Valencia in 1482 It had been in the collection of 1 a Barcelona advocate for years, iM and at the dispersal of his estate | was offered at auction. It was 4 understood to be the only one of i its kind known. " ; Don Vincente went to the sal ( ‘ and staked every cent he pos iN 4 M oss sessed on it; but a competitor Augustino Paxtot, outbid him by fourteen pesetas. The ex-monk grew white with fury, threaten ing revenge as he left the room | ' When, a few nights later, Pax- A Book Auction at Sotheby's, London tots house burned to the

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST

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poet had presented —— = his future wife, Ma W =- —— stonecrait Godwin, with the

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ground, and he perished with it, several friends recalled Dor m, an old gentleman whom he ha Vincente’s threats. He was reported t e poli s shoy ever seer e stopp im. B searched, and the rare Palmart me ! Even wher yz te ron eye e€ as The Gutenberg Bible for Which I he was arrested, Don Vincente made no ef to deny 11d Meret) a t ( nt r bach Paid $106,000 guilt All he seemed interested in was the fate of the little imoment Phe histor) t nN book which had brought disgrace upon him. During the py, | ! Ss interesting. General b i | trial his lawyer, making a valiant effort to save him, ar t S88 from a London deal $100 tw i Palmart ume had Three years afterward it was sold at the ers é M Frede t I a AL HI alleged crime. It could not be proved he argued, that the copy in question was But Don book was not i the one recently auctioned \ Vincente, hearing his unique, burst into violent weeping and showed no further interest in the trial his cell, and before the Alone at night in court during his only words the final days of his trial, of regret were, ‘Al: My copy is not un is }] ale 1U iS que loday book collectors are less violent, , ' it although they have their moments when Just the ve buyers aces they seethe and writhe inwardly! nounced that another copy of the yeal : been found in a Paris library, a few days previous to the general's library t go to book sale observe | expressions of compe any ana tit!

My that are usually marvelous poker por { traits become sharply distorted; eyes | which ordinarily indulge in an almost I studied innocence shoot sudden darts 1] of fire. Whenever I attend an important | sale I make it a point to look neither to | tne rignt nor to the left A Treat for Miss Lowell asKed Why coliec- HAVE often beer } I This is

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| tion is almost as much the origina! wor of its author as the painting is of ar MW artist. I suppose there are people —I've \ been told there are intelligent people | ° who would just as soon have an editior | of Keats’ Poems, for example, we printed on good paper, In a han DInding, as a first edition In its <% modern 2 a Ep” Ye teat, Wt ee oe ae. original boards! I only pe never meet them. Collectors are very

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last, to the en off, would Now it ran out at an angle in- ver pale-green shallow, to the

ere a Poised like a sea bird at the eaves that had waxed thin and ipon an aged head, was a girl. é i , not young, balanced thie ink Both were looking down at ng something amazing, the late orange sun, there were Where you might drop a plumb line near and plain, the eyes of ugly death. d horribly intelligent. They i the girl, as people behind a ers-by on the pavement. Some- ble movement, they. sank away elsewhere. The bodies in which ere set were pale yellowish and blackish, im- e that they seemed to be with- rose so high that black fins, 1 model yacht, flipped shining out of ery many ol them silence. There was a eir demeanor. Both were white, er, in a puzzling fashion that mship of father and daughter, new not why ‘ ading schooner, standing below bout them. He ventured a sn't it? Is it common about é His accent was good and he carried him- ‘ nable vw n white, brilliantly hair to taut socks, but his boots t eel t ‘ ume a moment. The fumbling roar of the ‘ Chen the middle-aged man " i ed tne tranger He ye age, e haa good The Man and the Girl Watched in Silence. TLLUSTRATEDO BY THE SATURDAY EVENING POST I5lellem of the Jlumeree Waves

ROBERT w. teeth, a pleasant, slow half smile, and an expression that seemed to say the world sat lightly on his shoulders. Cer- tainly, during this wandering island voyage, he had found that it did. To his second question there came no reply at all. A feeling of discomfort, of awkwardness, began to make itself felt in the air, as a drop of ink spreads through water “They are queer dummies, though the girl’s good- looking,” he thought. “I'll make one more try. . Can you tell me where Mr. Charles Pentecost’s house is?”’ At that the man swung round and looked toward the stranger. He pointed to a bungalow not ten yards away “That's it,”” he said in an odd voice; and added, “ Per- haps. It may be and it mayn’t, now. He’s dying. He’s my father.’ “Oh!” burst out the other. “I beg your pardon. I didn’t know.”’ Clearly the only thing to do was to make oneself scarce. “‘If they’re the family,’’ was his thought as he hurried away, ‘“‘why in Heaven’s name are they climb- ing trees?”’ There was silence for a minute after his steps had died 1 the rainy

away; only the immemorial reef sounded, + —$—$—$—$—$_$_$_$_—————— s There Was a Curious Solemnity About Their Demeanor vex ot wim he Yale of the Green-Eyed Momster _ sunsis- tisceven reddish-circied, biue in color His fair graying naxamnor LOY BEATRICE GIRIMSIAAW — siyieait “Tiintsneyse come, he said in a low voice “Did they —when grandfatherdied?”’ asked the yg) “That was fifty y I was only four, but I re- member somet hing. as a great cackling of wome n,

howlin’ and death-cry a bigger

chief than even the pater was —or me; but remember somethi about the water at nigl

things cruisin’ up and down in here too! By gad, I do remember! The old young ’un then, same as me, and it stood right

place is the same. Yes, they came; and they’ again.” “‘Let’s go back,”’ she said again. They walked across the grass side by side. The man’s face, thin and pointed,

with loose auburn mustache, rose high above the little determined countenance that was like and unlike his Helen this girl was named; but with her waved red h

her gem-hard golden eyes, her fine, keen, clever features, she was every inch of her an Elizabeth —and indeed that was her second name. The Pentecost family did not use [elizabeth as a first name for their girls “It’s not exac tly from Elizabeth we trace,”’ they would explain to an intimate chosen friend or so. “It’s from Henry VIII throu | ter, you know

Elizabeth's aunt \ Boleyn’'s SIS-

riends nodded and pursed ilps to

show they di Sut the strain shows very clearly sometimes; on y, one of our girls look oh, but exactly like the portrait

Tudor —no wonder.” T}

That was long ago amily had died ch —a wild, buccanee

out, save for one | ng, seafaring branch such as Gloriana herself would have loved. For ++ $ —_ three generations it had been settled on this remote Pacific island; for three rations it had ruled there, forgotten

by the world The first generation was dead, the second was dying, and the third Well, the third was this loose-hung, slack lipped ¢ Iderly man and— Helen Elizabet! Within the wide dark bungalow it was cool and silent. The house was built of stone, as only rich men’s houses, in the Pacific world, are built. High above the great carved bed that stood In an Inner room the ghostly mosquito net February 12,1927

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if Was SWung away to leave all possible room for life-g air. An old native womar at crouched by the master side, cease lessly lanning away file and mosquitves fron the hands, the face that would never feel anyt} ng more ‘Him close up pit she murmured Met ‘nother twohnour. . ‘ Marster, you been ee ’em dat debil-det s’ark he come “Yes,” answered the man, taking the fan from her hand and kneeling dowr Charles Pentecost II had lingered about his dying—like another Charles II, long ago—and in consequence a certain ne ble callousness had crept into the waiting and wat ng at that bed. Kneeling and fanning, not watching very the girl what he knew. er 4 close ly, Charles III told ““You can believe,” he said. “It’s true, as true as—well, Viscount Gortmore he foxes--you know about that, and the archbishops the story of the Gortmores in Ireland and t and other holy folk who saw it and wrote things to the That’s a famous instance. Ours never was as well wn, because we aren't titled; but the pater said that ays in Cornwall, when the head of the house was dyin’, a shark or two would turn up sure as d— sure as anything, and cruise about before the stone terrace in the sea; that’s what he said. They do come, off Cornwall, sometimes; not very often; but if there hasn’t been one seen for ten years t’ll turn up when the head’s goin’. Lots of old families do have warnings, and that was ours. I always rather wanted o Not even to his half to acknowledge tnat he The foolish mouth shut suddenly. sister did Charles Pentecost c: had always wanted to test the family tradition—to know f it held good out here in the very nursery of the shark where now three generations of Pentecosts had had their home and kingdom. If he had wis! ed, he had his wish igdom was almost his; the king lay dying; and there, ten yards be- low the house, beneath the old palm tree that had been young when the first Pentecost passed away, the sentinel arks cruised up and down, green-eyed, cruel, terrible, close to land, where never man had seen them come before. Charles was well educated; he had been home to Har- row, with Cambridge after—for a littl One half his mind, the home half, told him that the sharks, notoriously keen of smell, had scented death. The other half, the half born and bred in Man-o’-War , trembled and— believed. ““And You Said — Didn't You? That You'd Find Ways “Won the mak il aaa his Eng mothe ath t ‘ Marster ed the native \ follows ( hari er The ma ef and king of Mar W b two white wv t a eeme outlive slack, feeble elde r a ‘ had not even heid on to lew nours tl nurse foretold. Charl yst Il was d Out beyond the eef, in the blue-ar Ww sea, the trading scnooner sv gata ) the shock of the billows till s} howed ne extent of her gold-bright copper eathing beautiful thing, with bare sle think of a water nixie’s limbs bitter seas was to feel—if one had poetry ir strangely compunctious; a foolish desire t lovely, helpless creature. Her captain, havir poetry in his entire composition as one co threepenny piece, expressed his feelings otherv it was a—decorated—ugly anchorage, and damned if he'd risk his ship there again ** All the copra and seed nuts we take here ntenou & } to pay f ike t! who own it take and D of the etceteraed reef There were two men on deck, the rail—a tall hea yout! white boots; a slim man in kha lignting a Cigarette; he said not! The slim man said very gent “You!” exclaimed the captain upon him. “Did the old chap se ““Not exactly send for me, smiling. He had rather a nice shaven, and a very brilliant smi The youth in the white suit, ne Saying spitetully to his garette that won't come off is al It nall it for what it’s wort 4 and Means to ru OV ISA, WwW THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Is 1S too Why don’t some of re Make Me Marry You! Well F Continued on Pa

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 12,1927 aiIi’e SIbLeEeEnCes pees By Courtney Ryley Cooper hon haan g er the the world as far as | food was ¢con- ( cerned. It’s pretty me hard to get out n that place up there when the snows come, but I felt I'd be all right. I had I Pete with me— the t dog, you know Then there were the horses for com- " pany. But along about the first of ‘ December, Pete be- I gan getting nerv- t “A ous. He’d go out é at night and yowl; something that brought the coy otes up from the t I lowe rcountry, and } the first thing | knew he’d gone t i ‘em. \ “Every night after that, when ; I'd hear the pack ; 5 yelping, I’d stand ”* emo? ? outside the cabir aosy whistling and cal] ‘ ing, thinking that P j he'd come back t m ¢ but ( = wouldn’t answe , « Then, to make ~ ~~ ; Na, things worse, a bad oo SS blizzard broke t \ 7 o-| and my hors 2 pooked at it e | i | They broke t eH through a fence | - and hit for the | higher country ison means for the mountaineer Funny about horses that way, ain’t it? Nowa snchmat! cow critter’ll get in a draw, or try to find low: country when there’s a storm on. But not a he Call of the Wild horse he keeps on going h ghe r and } igne! until he can’t go any longer. That was the way E of truce, in fact, and of preparation, with mine. I found ’em about three week: at one may meet upon a common ground later—dead. They'd eaten some quaker tre« edness an erstwhile friend which has pretty near through; one or two of ’em had their manes and tails chewed off. Turn kind of like cannibals, don’t they a ne’s confidence only that it may more the rdle of an implacable, remorseless lo us there was more to the excited ' e dogs than the mere sport of rmie black bear. We knew Saved by the Grouse “Wye. after that I wanted to quit. But I hung on. Then one day I showed up with cabin fever. You know—it'd gotten me. Just mewhere a woman Was peful of a bear rug to ease the frigid- rease and of tender t ~ might be processed, then the stillness of everything, and the whiteness e root cellar with barreled grayling, and being alone that way. I broke down and n, tiny, preserved mountain straw- cried. Then I got in front of a mirror and berry jell, canned sage hen, screamed at myself—just to hear my own voice er game; the offerings of a pio- I guess. I wished I was dead. Just from being alone, you know. It kept getting worse. I'd find myself saying it over and over: ‘I wish I milder moods, husbanded en the nature of the land ness, and civilization, wit! was dead—I wish I was dead.’ I didn’t even be faraway. Then, to add have enough sense to hit out of there and try to } f grou almost get to the lower country and let the homestead ; ide f horses go to blazes. Still I wanted company—I just y place it ispen had to have company! Then one morning ‘ when the snow had been crusted for three vn n grouse this yea four days the grouse showed up! when we had at last regained “‘T sure was glad to see ’em,”’ said Fred sin I : Pse My A Senchine Bilesard Diswing From the Continental Divide. Above ply. “They were out on the haystack—a bunc! t Black Moun- Snowplows Battling the Drifts of the Divide; Upon This One Railroad of fifteen or twenty of ’em—and I just sat and Nort hwe n Colorado, shook Depends a District of More Than 20,000 Square Miles watched ’em, the tears running down my cheek I was that glad to see something around besid: ‘Didn’t put down nary one.”’ another. You see’’—he hunched himself over the horn of the hummocks where the snow’d covered over the bow]- ‘Don’t guess I'll eat another _ his saddle —“‘I bached it last year up by the sawmill. Had ders and sarvis brush. I got out my skis and went to th e!” six months more to put in on that homestead there and I granary and filled a sack with oats. Then I scattered Y were always a hound for grouse meat.’ thought I might as well do it in the winter as not. Well, it ‘em all around, clean up to the door. And do you know t came into his eyes. “‘But was fine in the fall. Got myself a deer and knocked over a _ said Fred with a boyish grin, ‘“‘before that crust went I guess I'll never kill bear and | was set just right. Then I'd butchered a couple 1 had them grouse eating out of my hand mehow, since

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST any a high-country man has his little pe culiarities toward wild life, and no one save a | person who has seen the high country of the ' tockies in winter can truly appreciate the } reasons. Even as I had listened to his story | had failed to picture Fred’s homestead ir " its true, drab light of winter. I had seen it ? only in the summer, with the snow flowers growing waist high, with great stretches if where the wild roses bloomed with a deepness ) of color that suggested a hothouse instead of a il stretch of open aspen ten thousand feet above ea level, of waving larkspur and riotous masses of columbine. It is often thus. Flow- it ers bloom the prettiest where there has been | the greatest bitterness in the winter months preceding; luxuriance of summer is often iV gauged by the deepness of winter’s snows. if Queer how a land can change! Beside a Living Emerald ——— ND perhaps nowhere in America is there 1) - a greater metamorphosis than in the high suntry, when summer has lived its brief 1} pan, when the tourists have come and gone, ay tarted { the we qi carrying with them a picture of spasms of itis i) colors in the high-flung rocks; grassy stretches of deep green where the meadows lie and the The Trackless Snows (iN native hay waves with the wind from the | glaciered crests of the range; soft, winding, | — trail upwa e backlighted trails, redolent with the aroma of ea thing to f “ ( n t i ; : : ete saseiaeien aisuiouneiapeeaniinaiaeeraaanaeibaeemnantamaisieniaeteaeate oa | pine and spruce; restful vistas, blue-white - h begat Ni treams, murmuring as if with happiness as Winter in Odessa Gorge, Rocky Mountain National Park not fail to progr a it per y hey strike down into the valleys; for with the the last stretc} timber u the lake / swift descent of winter there is a far different picture. Nor its way through a wall of snow fully thirty feet dee] from wh the cabir ild be seen. But when we is ita metamorphosis which affects only the uninitiated. well, one longs because one loves hat longing grew t homeward all was different { High upon the Continental Divide, fourteen miles from much fora pair of us hill-billies a few year my home, is about the most precious thing in the world cided to take a winte irney up to the lake f w in unceasing 4 | an ancient log cabin built beside a living It was January; winter had beer ir every vestige of our snow ‘ ich The landn } emerald called Chinn’s Lake. It is portion formore than three months. which we knew from year a it ii there I go, with pack horses strain- : Fa lhe snow had come earlier than The barn—and one alway able typewriter, paper, ‘ the backbone of the con- Lake—had« letels i notes and what not tinenteven before the doxica nowed in by a | rd even while t | tucked in a pannier uspens had begun t ne, for the snow of the Continental D le | ragged and dirty turn in the lesser Recenieiesial ait Didiien O60 irom mar a moun tain journey, that | ing against the grades, a port —_ isual that year, whitening barn as a guidepost in starting homeward from ‘ } ' 4 I may pound out yh my yarns in the \ peace of quietand il the joy of fishing Vi at one’s elbow } I know every \ Ml foot of that coun- \ | try in its summer- \ I time moods; the up- \ } per lake and the one : 1M bove that fringed 1) ~ it timber-line willows, where, ~* | f one wade far enough, one at may sneak a native trout from ra ) water where trout is supposed not a i} to exist; the twisted fringes of gnarl d | pines, making the last stand on the ridge which runs at last into the fierceness of the very backbone of the con- | tinent; the rocky ledges, the slides, the crannies and i averns and beetling cliffs; the tumbled rocks where i one may watch the comical little conies at their job of | gathering hay for the winter, where the woodchuck pipes | and the chipmunk practices his gymnastics—a place } for glorious wanderings, for lazy study or nervous mut taf terings as a rainbow rises to the fly, then, g his mind, drops to the deeper waters that af lure in an effort to bring him to the ba \ place to love, if one cares at all for the high places, to j i ‘now, to court familiarity, a place of friendly curiosity; from the spot where the big black bear holed up la winter just behind my cabin to the ancient log across the » where, if one use it as a landmark and set hims¢ ity feet out onan imaginary line running due southeast, H one is sure of more strikes than ordinarily when he casts his fly at eventide. But One grows lonely for such places when winter has come ; to the Rockies. One longs to see just what the littk —— nc reser ae abin look Ke, WITN only its chimney ] truding above The Trails That the Tourists Know are Places of Snowy Silence When Winter Comes In Ova High-+Country Grouse on a Rocky Mountain Ranch, Tamed by the Deep Jnows

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vil f dread men t emy to the »>man's he ines ae things phy eature of this study t t ne most examine, THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ‘“*‘We'd Been Held Up on the Road and Robbed of Our Jewels"’ nteresting ab- t because 1t concerns human race, and the mo 5 ever Tree f t oft some sort or loss of those } 2] Cal 1s l that f ir i loves, l nin e iread is less an actuality than a point 1ot the di process was required, once n, the proving up of it, on of aggressor. It made no three to one; that he was lone moor with no other at The mere fact that beyond the wall had been ted itself at a point diamet rom which Clive had viewed fatal fool. His present as t to lead but t ire the me nace \ tes ] fe now all he had to do was m, to I them wit! t essed by the idea that eptior i the situat as int and the other yes may be w: t Une in imagine tne a\ tlere iy became SS Cape buff: he W hat if i itta the f ii 1 gentlemer threat exists, the dread thoughtful cauti «oll t collapses ir on o f Ol it integrates on examination to r ito a few February 12,1927 By HENRY C. ROWLAND W rLELUVU STRATE DO Br SB &Fra RALEIGH out of their saddles, fling them to earth and trample them mounted on a horse that had been fighting her the whole with spiked hoofs. If ever a fox were to be obsessed by of the way, when a violent thunderstorm came flaring and the idea that it was actually a jaguar, it might do much booming up from over the Palisades across the Hudson. to make fox hunting unpopular. It might lead a trail Her horse had bolted, and as Clive followed, with his under the low bough of an oak, then double and scramble _ heart in his mouth, he discovered presently that the girl up and spread out on this limb and, as the first equestrian instead of struggling to rein in the animal was using her countess came along, drop on her shoulder and fasten its whip. They were heading for home, and when they got sharp teeth in her face. Pursuing these tactics with the there, still ahead of the storm and Aliste’s horse nearly savagery of the Jaguar it believed itself to be, little reynard broken-hearted, she had turned her white set face toward might get far in spreading fearful havoc of disfigurement. him with a smile and said: ‘‘ He’s been trying to run away And if all the foxes in that country were to be inthe same’ with me ever since we started, and now he’s got his fill of way possessed by some sort of grouped instinct suggestion, it. I hate thunderstorms.” then the report would go round that the foxes had gone Clive said now: ‘‘The same thing struck me, Aliste. mad and were no longer safe to hunt. here might er be another chance like this. All the Clive, now as he looked at Aliste, appreciating her help- danger in one spot and nobody to interfere.” lessness and the pity of her, with deep in his heart a tre mendous fullness of what was actually the starting upward stout door a heavy but muffled jar. The force applied was f the sap that burgeons into love in bud and leaf and not sufficient to threaten bursting it in, but one could not lossom—just such a reaction—or better, an action He had scarcely spoken when there came against the I possessed him. say how long before such shocks might loosen something. Glancing at Aliste, Clive saw, instead of increased pallor, He became in his own concept not a fugitive but an a flare of red high on her cheeks, and her nearsighted eyes, aggressor out for blood, even more than were the hired normally a light, soft fog-gray, appeared to darken. Anger, assassins, because for Clive the pay was infinitely higher. not fear, was this girl’s reaction. One might have said that And as the other emancipation from present fear and fu- some importunate visitor whom she disliked and refused to ture dread suffused him with a stimulating glow, it seemed admit was kicking spitefully at the locked door of her to Clive that Aliste ought to share in this strong liberation privacy. from the tyranny of that archenemy of the human race “Could you imagine such devils existed?” she mur- which is fear, in the abstract or concrete, physical or moral, mured. ‘‘ Pure, unadulterated evil. You'd think some sort actual or illusory. of divine blotter would come down and sop them up.” Then, to his amazement, as he formed words to express what had been suddenly shaped in the plastic mold of his house a cellar? ““One may,” Clive answered. ‘Give it time. Has this mind, Aliste said in her throaty voice: ‘‘Clive, here’s a Aliste sprang to her feet. “‘Of course. I hadn't thought chance to knock off these shackles and sink them in the of that. The wine caves run under the ruin.” sea, if we can only manage it. The chances are that these “Does it communicate with that room they’re in?” three voyous are the only ones to know that I'm alive.” ““No; but the pre r was at the farend. They used to Clive stared at her. He might have expected somet of this sort from Aliste. He remembered her hig! g make cider and it ran down through a sluice into the 1 courage cement tanks, the cure. The entrance was from outside as a girl, when once they had been riding on a back cour from this end, and now the only one is through the kitchen try road in Greenwich, near Round Hill. Aliste was of this house

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ‘Could a man squeeze Aliste shook her head It ! about a foot square 1 eW rhe cellars are big and vaulted, with row f wine ¢a r ruin t t would lead either side. Fanch told me once that the old davs th ia a are brought wine from the ist of Spain and stored it re first attempt was n . I suppose they smuggled: it trengt Again came the jar on the door. The hea. nges qu a tic The ances we ( ered under the strain, but the stout bar was more than ad battered v a third kept wat itsid ( juate to bear such a shor is three men w ling a bean the tongue of a cart could deal it | All the building w t \ ( especially on ar et ‘ ‘ \ den unexpected att r . I Every house had to be its own little fortre find somet } Clive nodded oki y lepended le n their m : Aliste led the wa ; , o than on fireproof houses with stone wa nd tiled r t ellar stair They went dowr { doors like that lw ! ‘ f 1 ed tently at a huge be the manté mal I ! f r ‘ ‘ ch the man firing it was saved part by the weight of | perpetuit f some few | whi metal in the weapor There was a small room t | Rising quickly he took it down and examined it. Fancl foot of the \ evidently had prized this ancient family heirloom, for it with mold. Clive 7 ed uy e q was oiled and polished, and so far as one could see, in wor] na shelf and aped som | ng order, eve the sp yon ti im! t t { \ \ the tug as Clive : 1 “Tf « nly we had some powder nd bullets,”” A te i W ’ ea ‘ Are you ure } ar h hasr "+ in} wt dg« ? Hasr "t hye 1 “ tnete y + } ta im nitr + ID | gun of sorts to shoot wild ‘ ~ t i i) “Not that I know of. Fanch dislike ng things. Hi Of course. All housewives do that on Belle Isle, w 4 very Kind He told me once t itn t men W rved WwW lis sca ( ] the war hate ail firearms Or t e Wi did not fight 1 here a Sa lu n the } find pleasure in killing birds and animals for sport.” Have you any suly The thumping on the door ceased. | lent t tout re Ye Far ise ttofun

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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 Cent he Coy, From All Newsdealers. By Subscription: To the ted States and Possessions, Argentina, Bolivia, Brazil, Chile, Colombia sta Rica, Cuba, I ninican Republic, Ecuador, Guatemala, Haiti, Isle of ses, Labrador, Mex Newfoundland, Nicaragua, Panama, Paraguay Reoub { Honduras, Salvador ain and Uruguay, $2.00 the Year t U.Ss.M ey Order, Express Money Order, Check or by Draft, able U.S. Funds fo Canada By Subscription, $2.00 the Year Single Copies, Five Cents— I Foreign Countries, ex isive of those mentioned above, by subscrip- 1 Remittances to be by Postal or Express Money Order or by Draft on a bank in the U. S., payable in U. S. Funds. PHILADELPHIA, FEBRUARY 12, 1927 Names and Brains \" [NOR but at the same time truly lamentable feature Fig much real-estate development consists of the un- t is names so often given to new towns, 1 nd streets. This is not a failing solely teristic of the present generation. Our ancestors ic! etter! They often showed a deplorable ality ir ristening their newly laid out settle mere repeating west of the Alleghanies the names in ir to them in the older regions, which in turn were so opean countries to give a new town or subdivision a ame wl ivertising value in another state. There other law against this practice, we know, and it has been done time and again by gh standing, financially and otherwise f t r ern standards of good taste, local idit and historical knowledge, it smacks too much mmo e mentality or of a rather polite A ga it nevertheless real form of plagiarism, The most nest as well as the most suitable name to w towr ne that has a distinctly local applica- " eferal me roots in local history. It may e difficult to find a name for a new automobile or shaving without the exercise of great ingenuity. But localities re always so rich in memories and traditions, in what might be called native lore, that no excuse exists for merely rab g a name whi has been successful elsewhere \ name that fits a town, that smacks of its traditions and irroundings, ought to be worth real money to it even if ere we gher consideration. It may be that people become tandardized and cheapened that they efer t ee the same familiar titles everywhere We do t be e it.. A distinctive name is part of a distinctive ‘ thing of more value to a country " f tingly named FYNHE year 1926 was a banner year for railway manage i mer n the | ted State Producers and consumers yr st vassed through the hands of the THE SATURDAY EVENING POST railway carriers some fifty-three million carloads of revenue freight. Making a loose guess of thirty tons to the carload, that means something like fourteen tons per person per As the American ar. more than a ton of goods a month urchin might remark: Some freight! This wasdone without shortage of cars and without delays toshippers taking goods from producers to deliver them to consumers. There was a rush for grain cars for the early and heavy Southwestern crop movement; it was met. There was a rush for grain cars to load for Gulf ports; it was met. There was a rush for coal cars to carry fuel to foreign countries under short- age because of the strike in Great Britain; it was met. There was a rush for fruit cars from coast to coast; it was met. From every point of view it was record-breaking service for shippers of freight, none the less notable because of some decline in passenger traffic During the year the taxes levied on railroads were in- creased substantially, so that the total is now near four hundred million dollars. That hardly looks like a reward for superlative service. The net operating income for the year of the Class I railroads was about a billion and a quar- ter dollars, equal to about five and one-quarter per cent on the property investment, and not much more than the sum annually needed in new capital to keep the roads up in the march of improvements required to maintain service. The year witnessed new records for efficiency. The average movement per freight car per day rose to more than thirty miles; the average cars per train rose to more than forty-five; the average speed rose to more than twelve miles an hour; and a new high record of 829 tons was made in October for average load of freight per train For these achievements in dispatch of goods the manage- ment, train crews and equipment alike deserve praise It is half a dozen years since the railroads were turned back to their owners from government operation. During the war, government operation was inevitable, but it was a choice of evils. The subsequent years have been filled f fresh with operative struggles, handicapped by lack « capital, except such as was secured from sale of bonds and of equipment certificates. The present position of the carriers is due to one thing alone: Managerial and em ploye efficiency. Prosperity helped the railways by giving them tonnage. But the railways contributed to prosperity by reliable and expeditious service he contrast between the privately owned and operated railways and the gov- ernment owned and operated merchant marine is striking enough. The railways have earned the respect of the Let us hope they have not again incurred the public hostility of politic lans. The Hunt for Taxpayers S THE costs of state and local government keep on A rising, the search for new and additicnal sources of revenue must of necessity take on more vigor and inten- sity. As the budgets expand, so must the hunt intensify for new and, as it were, for fatter taxpayers. Each year the es- cape of any possible contributor to the cost of government becomes a more serious, a less excusable oversight. The piper may be worth his fee, or not, but always he must be paid. In the long run—and not so very long, at that —the extension of state and local activities wif prove no more elastic than the ability of preperty and income to foot the bill. Yet we are much better off than European countries, where the need for revenue is so great that fiscal ingenuity becomes strangely distorted. An illustration is the tax on bachelors which Mussolini is said to have insisted upon in Italy. It was even talked of in England a few years ago. Nor is the betting-tax idea in England free from an over- wrought inventiveness If such taxes are intended primarily as social-reform measures, then they must be argued on other than fiscal grounds. But if their chief purpose is to raise revenue they suggest a strained financial condition which we in this country are anxious not to reach 4 tax on bachelors might open the way for an Alice-in-Wonderland sys- tem of revenue raising, a fantastic set-up in which any disapproved-of class, such as drunken husbands or nagging wives or gossipy old maids, might be required to pay an extra impost, February 12,1927 This suggests, however, one important consideration for our own states and cities to bear in mind as and if the need for revenue continues to grow: Ability to pay must be tapped in broad, deep streams. If commodities are taxed they should be such as are in general and extensive use The Federal revenue from tobacco and the state tax upon gasoline are examples of successful imposts along this line. European countries in the same way have been able to raise large sums from tea and coffee Fortunately the workman's breakfast table in this country has not been tapped in this particular way in recent time, but these are sources which could be reached if the need should become acute enough. Despite the large Federal revenue from tobacco, there are now eight states with cigarette-sales taxes, and others may adopt similar measures The spending of public moneys and the process of ob taining them by means of taxation are unfortunately blurred and confused in the public mind. In reality there are three separate questions, each requiring the most vigi lant attention: First, is the state or local budget wise and desirable? Second, is it being expended efficiently? Third how is the money to be raised with the least economic harm Mere ingenuity in devising taxes will never make up for extravagant expenditures, and economy in budget making cannot undo the harm of unfairly placed taxes. Nor is the most devoted and effective public servant of great value if the voters have authorized too many bond issues or the legislature has placed taxes at the wrong point. In other words, responsibility rests squarely upon all three groups the voters, the executive branch of government and the legislative branch. One need not reflect upon public officials to state the simple fact that as yet the civic organizations, suct chambers of commerce, city clubs, bureaus of municipa research and taxpayers’ associations, have not given t these baffling problems anything like the intensive stud and close scrutiny which their importance demands Particular industries and trade associations are quic} detect and resent any undue heaping of tax burdens upor them. They fight back to the utmost of their ability. The present lack is of organizations that approach the adjust ment of taxes from the broader public viewpoint, seeking the largest possible degree of all-around justice A more elusive term than “‘justice”’ in respect to revenue raising one would go far to find. But we know that the base must be broad No one class should be mulcted to the exclusion of others. The tendency has always been to wor! a good tax to death. Real property, corporation earning inheritances—all these have been broached; not alway wisely, but at times too well. But it is not always the rate or amount which hurt Often these taxes bear down unjustly because of lack of ur formity as between state and state, or from failure to adopt reciprocal provisions, and from headlong, wolflike grabbing among the states, regardless of the ultimate equities of t} case. New as the taxes upon automobile driving are, it apparent that even in this field there is possibility of some thing like the same chaos that has characterized inher tance and business taxes. The gasoline tax has proved very elastic in its produ tion of revenue, and the great majority of people are willing to pay it as a fair measurement of the use of highways Thus far the lack of uniformity of gasoline taxes has not , been felt seriously by the motorist. But confusion is sure to develop as time goes on unless there is a closer approa to uniformity than now exists. Moreover, the gasolin« taxes must Le studied more than they have been in relatior to what the motorist already pays on the property value of his ear and in license fees Taxes upon automobile owning and driving are proving among the most fertile in the history of government. It has been like finding a great new stream of water in a desert land. But there is danger of repeating the same old error of working a good thing too hard. There is the peril once again allowing a mere patchwork system to grow up If the states are able to work out a sane, orderly system taxation in this field, which will be productive without being unjust and oppressive, they will go far in justifying the institutions of self-government. = a

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Al ClIAUIN CIE JUN While CALCUT] WO days before the Epsom Derby, a few years ag I nad to see the wne a t A had et strongly fancied to win the ice Unfortunate e drast pret nad t ipon t t ind ne Ww ) 1Y ide i ¢ id Ontnata ne wast ‘ i ed iz i m A that the st might find t how mig know On i I l " " | " he best the w When I wa n ed t ee t eve f A NY the ¢ ] e ga i f 4 m \ ug! rY ‘ to Londor d f r ist it ed ! 1 { t ( r it 1 the ‘ i A r \ Ba Ick 1 i I twe ea d more iM een t ny and | doubt I f ive i i good a chance I t I inotne twe rY ut | f i A Ju tnen a Se int handed |} m a letter! due t m as W n t there I'm fond ar 1d of nN i The pers Va g r i He i i ind | n A ) et me T N is Ue A 1 nave 1) . tw i etter \r | nr » WwW hin ] ( f VI al igia eatt l t r te I e Wi: i Z i i No, don't ly es it m We were ta ng greeng Vv, wit \ I i it bad lu | Now u are g g to hear a ‘ iggy t t . bad-luck st “ \ make n iry and pointm i tried to be n mmonplace Stru i're right, gu And then the . appeared the d way a little 10) L500 ew N white-faced cockney id es, twisting his hard = mese But w i t 7 7 i i \ it s hands and ering W eagerne 1 anxiet 1 n - : Ti OLD WHE ] see in the pypers where you s a doubtful runne g i in’ good lu r the Dart i n make a s ness pr p's vr | 1daare vit f , NT SEEM he began, all in a breatl ‘Give ‘im a run, guvnor, and the man,” he was directed AVE ANY Continued on I'll pay all the expenses at ale key’s fee, an’ what We must tl a It that sip rage % t Ar. ar yy het e dor x 0.000 T'll bet ager agen a Cig is gt 1 aS that W l1re SMoKI now. An’ if hes! iw I'll come da indsome to the trainer, an’ the jock, an’ the stal is, an’ all. Only let the ¢ t take Is lans guvr I see said the owner I take it 1 r drawn him in the Calcutta , ’ sweepstakes?” C\ CK . “That’s abaht it I’ve at s{ CLUCK got the pypers ‘ere to prove it, an’ MOTHERING THE WRONG BROOD

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THE SATURDAY Passionate Hollywood After Marlowe C Cor € Rockwell Su Why Salesmen Look Wild- Eyed CK mt = oe ~—=— a a ee! Wife ‘Learning to Drive SHORT TURNS — a a \ rO SALESMAN (desperately ‘But, madam, if 3 4 t t ir we Willi put } r initiais on it tree ‘Who Said I Couldn't Go From High Into Reverse?’"’ EVENING POST IND Ie, Yes, Times Have Changed Mrs. WILL SAVER: ‘But my husband says it’s not the initial cost that counts, but the upkeep!” And a Brunette Sed wus a dec ded pe roride hlonds MAJ The kind her familiars called Cutie and Kiddo. The chap that she wedded ha gone dbeyor d She now isa carbon-monoa 1de widou Dining Out f you — A corner of a cafeteria. Enter MR. BERTRAM a \) BICKERSTAFF and MRS. BICKERSTAFF, carrying tray Mr. B Yes, dear Miss G.: Does your ht Mrs. B.: Oh, he love because you can I out before you potatoes, which saves so much trouble Reénter BERTRAM h pe ¢ pare lo ¢ hd Mrs. B.: Well, of all thing ' butter! Bertram, dear! Mr. B.: Here, take mine Mrs. B.: Oh, I wouldn't dear, not for anything, I know hov February 12,1927 Mrs. B.: Ber- tram! Bertram! Let’s sit here where it’s quiet 1 7 J a \ ferribie crash o and cl ine and violent ring- ing of cash reg- ister. MR. and Mrs. B. sit dou De ae Miss VIOLA GOo- CHER Mrs. B.: Why Viola Goocher! Miss G.: Why, Gracie Bicker staff! What are you doing here? Mrs. B.: Oh we like to eat out at a cafeteria ox casionally DeCause it Saves so muc} Well, | never! If I didn't spil my coffee all trouble. over my paper Darling, won’t you run and napkin! get me a new one? » dine at cafeterias? ves it It’s so nice ing to eat, all spread ere’s candied sweet it, too, because it yu love butter. No Continued on Page 52 = ; **Kin I be Your Valentine ?’’ “I'm All Full Up on Comics**

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST How much of a husband's success is due to his wife ‘ ‘Read a famous answer

ID YOU ever see the play about Maggie Wylie whoknowswhat every woman knows? She’s a plucky little Scotswoman who declares that she hasn’t any charm. “What is charm exactly, Maggie?” asks her father. “Oh, it’s—it’s a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it, youdon’t need to have any R thing else, and if you don’t have it,it doesn’t much matter what else you have. Some women, the few, havecharm forall; and y - = ; y Chon: : ¥ & * ~ t a. most have charm forone. But some have charm for none.” Then this modest little woman proce¢ das throughout the rest of the at ligh play, to give as « aptivating an exhibition of charm as could be imagined. She is not good looking. But everyone sur- renders to her spell. And the most ende aring of all Maggie’s sis her delicious power of

| ' , . ’ Vy, unobtrusively, sh¢ J dominates the household and helps | band by su] ytl I that ly ac | ble, | rwit the wa “Every 1 whe gh up,’’ she says vestothink Witht g | h n eit } S the wit ¢ il it hey ¢ t itat goat that. It ur only joke. Every wi ws that ippetit Tt know first 4 | | » MM ement IT} tt things Ww r eally ¢ caret t \ tl at | Th ive ss t le } tt ple \ | vy hot i ; ; : ¢ vt! th tmak sth ne eb ghtetr i hap} They \ f note < { All that contributes to cheerf D this give vy pict f S re h handh Spirits. This the t chart pie ga f t y ; : ; \ which sor Vw 1 rt their share 1n the suc« tood whict \ ti tl \ \ f the far \ They have th gift f the ight t h. Yo y othe n } I ! to visit in their homes. Sitting down to their tables ing fewerevery day With the increase of } ; : Th its + = ea Pe ae ' ‘ Bast, of ms | | Ss areal enjoyment Th sparkle Is always nere. t yout food Vvaiues W nthe ad ! 1 i Have vou not noticed that they begin their meals with much to foster, the popularity of I

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wrt M’bogo Awaited Him Outside the Squatting Circle of the Men, Lines ‘“*‘We Make Safari, of Anxiety.

t d one-eyed gur At re anda ne te e, dumb, remote | ts side iumost FiakwT £ glow of ce if f en robe. She could come near to ximity; but all her understanding and n ild not carry her across the abyss of ti pirit apart, utterly alone. He ment even aware of her presence. He f him, was b n the forest that nd joys and mpanionship which vings about Bre S grave et nned by t mpact of this first fe i stru it him. Heret his \ | W nh exist iT i ty nt ] it mpe ng adstone at S purpose Phe ime Bre i must ntemplate that to the i e] t nable and efficient. The t he made; the necessity e deta f route he discussed wit} ese immediate demands attended to, he ta ‘ nner brooding where the \ where é e could discern the \ e marched, wrapped in lit ead so rapidly that she vy in keeping up. It was the r tter it her , r ne t a i € r ‘a for a womar ticed 1 enduring as herse She made 1 mplaint Old Ma ed her as best he mig! t Maclyr n the arm lhe } remind him y wit Nsee y es. slow re THE SATURDAY EVENING BACK OF B Mavrouki Answered His His Ugly Face Was Cast in Look of Inquiry By Stewart Edward White Ta a2 FT 2 BY w. H. D. consciousness. ‘‘Yes, of course,’’ he assented, but still For a dozen paces he might slow his gait, but then strode on as mightily as before. But though in that remoteness Maclyn did, indeed, commune with a grief so profound that it had become in- tegral with every fiber of his spiritual being, something was gradually forming—an idea, a determination. Something was building, and with this stir as of life his spirit poised and swung back slowly in its orbit toward activity. vaguely.

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Night was falling, and the tiny fire was brighter against the dusk. Three days they had marched, and now they at last free of the mountains and the foothills, out ipon the open veldt. The Mountain of God, for the first were

time, they were able to see whole. The long frowning ram- p if the crater lay like a wall across the east. The cone once more shook from its shoulders the diminishing forest, and in this perspective soared grandly into the crystal-pure rarity of its upper airs. But on this day, for the first time in months, the brassy brightness of the skies had by imperceptible gradations dimmed and filmed over; and now, near the hour of sun- set, with astounding swiftness, silently, as though magi- ght i darkness formed and took possession of the At first but a traili nothir

} l but with he mountain. wisps ventured timidly out of <i ts y, great tumbled clouds shot with

ng few gness, clinging close in the shadow of the cone. They gthened, took on substance and the heart of grace, lider, became arrogant and usurped the world. , having assured their establishment in the solid iniverse, they called to them from their mysterious abid- | f invisible the great strength of winds and gorgeousness, elbowing aside as conquerors the calm

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And again, with a certain guarded satisf } T} e rly to each of these will now be water, mem-sal She nodded assenting attention was fixed on the figure

a painte 1 upflung e1 February 12,1927 iY } nad exalte it will be cold.” st t a DI staring at the immense and silent drama storm. She wanted desperately t not know how. wings of her sympathy could carry region where now his spirit dwelt He was too far laid a timid hand on his arm ‘Remember what he told us,” she content to go, and so proud of your stre For some moments there had not hear Was no seemed as though he slowly, his consciousness seemed to return place, to gather itself again in his body. “Don’t wor “‘Sorry,”’ he muttered all right. I’m going to buck up. I was The lurid murkiness was filling the As the daylight was overwhelmed ‘

up the resistance, pressing tiny best to exclude the circle of its yellowing lig! a new value, and the girl in her flam bright nimbus of hair was rendered fra stared at her, and a moment he j ») Tea

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Continued from Page 32 rom its remoteness. Then slowly, as a tide recedes, it egal fade away She grasped desperately for him. ‘ ich we must do for him yet,” said she. there is to do!” She must enmesh his a net letail, hold it back from its wander- We r ist pla ery irefu y the people we tell about et the news get jut in the wrong would be fatal, wouldn’t it? nd the ver} PF et t W for us. It won’t do re 1used, | n tne thres! 1, *‘* Peoy le?”’ he asked - \\ It v her tu t ta Why, for the expedition eX] ed at t His w e being came to the forefront of consciousness charged with the energy of the new thing he heer iilding, almost unknown to himself, out there en ness where his grief dwelt. xpedition back!”’ he repe ated hars} ly. ‘There isn't expedition back.” vught her breath, completely bewildered. “ Why, excavation, | mean,’’ she stammered t going to be any.”’ His tone was curt. inderstand. Isn't going to be any? Why \t the tone her head went up for a flashing moment, wave of anger shook her. In normal circumstances, r any other woman would have let it pass, would have ted the matter for that time and for a better occasion. the circumstances were far from normal. In spite of lendid outward appearance of control, she was her- near the edge. Mental torture, physical hardship, long n repression, the hand of tragedy had had their way her and must force their expression at the last. All it the immediate was swept from her mind as his ke down the long-held barriers of her restraint. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST “Oh, indeed!”’ she flared. She looked at him a moment; then with a great effort got herself again partly in hand. ‘*Don’t be absurd,” she admonished in a gentler voice. ‘“You're all tense with misery and can’t think straight. Why, he himself intrusted it to us! It’s what he wanted. It's—why, just to perpetuate his memory “ She was becoming incoherent in the rush of her emo- tion—an emotion that actually had very little to do with the subiect in hand, an emotion dammed back for months which now must force its way. He broke in on her contemptuously: “Little picayune scratchings and diggings and listings and monographs and balderdash! Digging up a rotten old bygone race that is better dead! That’s not my idea of carrying on the mem- ory of a man like Breck!”’ His voice broke a little as he pronounced the name. The torrent that shook her forced her to persist —to persist blindly, in spite of her better sense. “If you'd only stop to think, you'd see it’s the only fitting thing.” He sprang to his feet in a sudden passion. Something within him, too, pent back, broke its bounds and flooded from him. ‘ You’re crazy!”’ he cried at her. “‘Look!’’ He threw his hand outward toward the Mountain of God. “There it stands, complete in itself—all Africa, with its plains and its jungles and its wild beasts and its birds, and its elephants he loved so—everything Africa has to offer, set apart from men, hidden, lost, forgotten. There Africa led him at the last, the Africa he loved, so that: there he could sleep in the wonderful mausoleum she had made for the great soul who had given his life to her. I tell you it is his and no one else’s! It is his, his, his, forever and forever!’’ He drew a deep breath. ‘‘And no impertinent, scratching, cataloguing, narrow-minded, thin-blooded scientist is ever going to set foot there! It’s his, lost to the world, forever!” He turned blazing eyes on her, a wild and pathetic and magnificent figure, could she but have seen it. She could February 12,1927 not see it. That was too much to expect of one so young and so spirited and so sorely tried. She stared back at him wide-eyed. “IT think you'll feel differently about this when you are yourself again and think it out clearly,” she said coldly. ‘1 knew Breck fully as well as you did. He wasascientist. I think I am quite as qualified as you to know what he would have wanted.” “Well, that’s the way it’s going to be, anyway,” he muttered. He was spent with his own vehemence. This aroused her again. “I might point out that I my- self have some slight interest in carrying out his wishes,” said she, ‘however sentimentally you may look at it.” The flaunting colors of the sunset banners had been withdrawn; the piled-up ramparts of the cloud shapes had dimmed. Africa herself had stretched forth her hand, and now across this episode, between these living and that dead, she lowered the gray curtain of the tropical rain. The Mountain of God was gone as though it had never been. Only the endless veldt and the gray curtain across all the world. ““Good-by!”’ cried Maclyn aloud. “Until we return,” muttered Kits obstinately under her breath. At just this moment a party of the Eldorot were, awe- stricken and terrified, wandering about at the foot of the platform below the cave, uttering low cries of astonish- ment and fright as they came upon the freshly made skeletons of men. They whispered to one another under their breath, and they glanced fearfully about them; and at the last they were seized with a great panic and fled breathless up through the pass; for their god was angry, and their priest was killed, and the sacred knife gone, so that they knew that nevermore would they live under the protection of the angry one, and nevermore would their people visit the Mountain of God. So, though it was (Continued on Page 144) : ae z A Tiny Fire and a Lone Figure, Drawn:Faced, Tense, Dumb, Remote as the World; Aithough by its Side, Almost Touching it, Was a Vivid Glow of Color of the Girl in Her Orange Silken Robe

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ICT W ilkes RES of John Booth, in the 1D W, We LG Q THE SATURDAY EVENING POST LINCOLN’S DEATH \ : « main, disclose him as — | saturnine. They show little — nothing of his love of fun, 4 7 no trace of his joyousness Se For these qualities, whic ( omplete ly concealed from 7 tte AE nat Ss ae us of Ford's Theater the dar { side of his character, in com ' as \ mon with all the rs O our company I held him in ‘ ~~ admiration and high esteem. a 4 ! With me the extent of my re , . gard and respect for Boott of ." : 4 Ne a e fell nothing short of hero - " « |? rehir ' tte 5 worsnip ; Sai { mn at at setween John T. Ford and sy P of - ’ Jooth there was a warm and En a Pas « P close friendship H. Clay Ps . « x | Ford, the treasurer of the ; ~ theater, John 7 ‘s brother { aisO Was a CiOSt riend of he : . : sooth 4s ‘aad ee . ; “a A : oon =" he 4 j = “3. . % - , : ALOGAT DAVIS ECTION { Ford’s Theater, Washington, Draped in Biack for President Lincotn. At Right—The Lincotn Family Sleeper Clarke, a few years before pl i at acting on an have forecast for him mpromptu stage they had erected ous to the begir NOME years prev Clarke became a comedian of international repute, and ual wide departure was for years owner of the Walnut Street Theater, Phila from normal activities, delphia; also of the Strand and Haymarket theaters in but they were ther London, England accepted without J. Wilkes Booth lies buried in his father’s lot in Green analysis, as part and mount Cemetery, Baltimore, Maryland parcel of his high spirited nature, of the Playing Romeo Not Wisely but Too Well dashing b ning o ning } ihood of event uoyancy I so Quite probably he was much admired my stage career KI Mr. Ford adv d Booth from the position he held as not in full mental con- an actor of leading parts tothat of star. Naturallya num-_ trol of himself; may ber of his star engagements were played in Ford’s Theater have been touched Che actor was v med in the f circle of the man with some hereditary iger. In the theater he was free to come and go as he insanity pleased If he was insane or iring Booth once say that he had been a_ bordering on insanity, mé tar rganization known as the Rich John Wilkes Booth mi e he was in the stock company in that gave me no such idea city en th them when onr Brown atthe mel} id passed \ hanged—the John Brown who early was a leader in the but three yea nto n e | movement at Harper’s Ferry. The pride he showed ha ous ever and amusing der ng been one ol entior ed me t the group ind erve s actor n cated that e ofn | had no aversior Part i is I impre to en Y ny I iy Rome ne s connection wit the ee f Friar Laurence, tha matters re ting at the C taking the measure to his politica vounded himst m the mpathies. I pended from his girdle. It the excitement stage where he wastola ig of ( War of tragedies, on the night whe times this trend Abraham Lincolr: The ‘ of his mind of Romeo and Juliet was or passed without that came under my persor ; ittr ict ny pal SI t . t! rearms ar | i! eA I t u iT itte I a e! rer ipsa take ) t ! tior ts sig? the 11s 1 disarm then cance became seconds. | encou ( ipparent in al vas the last » LOSE 1 terthought fron s hand, and into the : \ In a similar aud s right side of the ’ ' trace bac great me An athlete. I +} through n is feat f strength and \ memoriesofhim effort he once jumped ‘ é t\ fe ind note other standing on edge on the ige ‘ . ‘ tender es five feetin height. Sw ms John Wilkes Booth, 1864 President Lincoin Was Sitting in This Chair the ertormance When He Was Shot t wr i \\ r ‘ The T Trumpeters

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 12,1927 ‘The first different smoking tobacco in a generation _ r % a Ee ee eee ; Eh ger =e Ge

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ; Booth to extremes, as in the ‘ i sudden riot or n fj scale I saw | ma peratel) reat t red into ree | ' eritn n a billiard hall across the str mm the theat \ dia nite / sort for members of the compar sor f whom had lo make iranum rooms overhead and mu ur of our « estra and the to the n er t ) } townspeople { ’ il of certa t There saa u etween two ird playe ra ! t yu sit ‘ Booth came in. 1, descending tl e the Lit ) | 1 parts fo i ay t some ot ou t ire i ive From Booth’'s mile I surn ed t ‘ idito ry and the he had some deviltry in mind, and waited to see what rd’s Theater faced the west would come of it React ng bel nd an office des Boo There w no stair ry ‘ found a bound book of bulky proportions. To egg on the ‘ e main flo dire altercation between the hilliard players he threw the bool ] the flooring « the | at one of them It rea d its mark, square in the middle } ‘ The nper | the of the man’s back. The victim looked around and accused lito t eo an onlooker immediately behind him of the assau ‘Tl t one where M i accused was resentful A free-for-al ght started T i fl ng u erce ghts were suddet turned out In the darkne 0 There ‘ ‘ made off, entirely Insuspected ) ng tarted ey eniun mélée, except by permit 1 ‘ myself, and |] to and fr followed his ex ve the ve ample in hasty d the escape tosafet space iIppe ’ But behind al we hestage \ the roguer ant yas entire l dash, brilliance ot ‘ | ind irtistr ol dito the man o! n r ; hovish herowor Tr ship were craft tente £ Hidden From the Audience ness and « ! eate tentior ine, n j rT were revealed t ron i t | me in a terrible Stenat passed shocl when roug the W. J. Ferguson iW m }, } + P bac ard wal of 4 j | i olr ] im minded to te exact tate ment nd ta shall obs e the ¢ 1 Shakspere ind I g ext te, nor set down aught in ma PS lic ¢ ireer nave heen olten terviewed. During the life of I A Booth I gave out no rl¢ brothers shame ind in p ynversations with him re ned from inflict ng m nforma y \ his profound grief. Afterward, w did make pub vhat I \ hat I said was, I regret to ecurately reported. What st hye 1 nere has been cCarelu ii" ered, and € nh wora i t ( Y eda t me witha ew to al i ‘| wet true st o! fact | rill I have direct tions to ) n e of testimor tnat Nas gone L ean ot sat = tsa SN sen ye ~ to histor I have criticisn to President Lincotn, General McCletlan and a Group of Officers at the Headquarte fthe A expre ol tne i i Care piayea of the Potomac, Antietam, Maryland, September, 1&862 Above Pre er

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+0 Watch This Column It you want to be on our mailing list send in your na.ne and address ONE OF OUR JUNIOR STARS DOROTHY GULLI- VER, one of the most beauti- ful of the younger screen-stars, is appearing in ‘‘ The Collegians’’ with GEORGE LEWIS and HAYDEN STEV- ENSON, and judging by her work in Carl Laemmle, Jr.’s clever comedies of college life, she has a delightful future. The first series of ‘‘ The Collegians’’ has shown such remarkable drawing power that we have decided to make a second series, and thus ‘‘ The Collegians’’ are follow- ing in the footsteps of the famous ‘‘Leather Pushers’’ which had to be ex- tended to meet the popular demand. With GEORGE LEWIS as “‘The Boy,’’ DOROTHY GULLIVER as ‘‘The Girl’’ and HAYDENSTEVENSONas‘‘ The Coach,”’ these episodes of college life and college ithletics, full of youth, beauty and rapid- fire action, have struck a popular chord wherever there is a motion-picture theatre. You will be interested to know that Universal has made ‘‘TheWrong Mr. Wright,’’ by the famous playwright George Broad- hurst, who wrote ‘‘What Happened to Jones,’’ which Universal so successfully picturized. JEAN HERSHOLT, ENID BENNETT, WALTER HIERS, and DOROTHY DEVORE are among the players, and Scott Sidney directed. What Universals have you seen lately—and how have they impressed you? Do you tell your friends or phone thern—when you see a par- ticularly good Universal? It’s a favor to them—and it encourages your theatre manager to seek the best (arl Laemmle XN President (To be continued next week) each for autographed photographs UNIVERSAL [> "TTT Rr ec PICTURES 730 Fifth Ave., New York City THE SATURDAY of his own party, to people on the stage, and to people offstage on the prompt, or left, side of the stage as viewed from the audience. Had there been occupants of the boxes on the other side of the house on the Good Fri- day night of the tragedy, it would have been possible for them to look straight across the twelve-foot apron and into Mr. Lincoln’s box. But the boxes were not occupied. Still further to impress the peculiar iso- lation of Mr. Lincoln while in his chair in the box, attention is again called to the fact that the boxes, being constructed on the apron, placed Mr. Lincoln and his party in seatings forward of the audience and practically on the stage. With the box wall back of him and the curtain at his left hand concealing him, it was as if he were seated around a corner of a building, in advance of a crowd behind him, and screened from observation of any of the crowd who happened to be in front seats, on his left hand, by the half curtain. He was not visibie even to the musicians in the orchestra pit, which was back of him. During the course of the play, I repeat, he was in sight of his companions in the box, of actors playing scenes on the acting part of the stage and of people in the left front, or our prompt entrance of the stage, but out of sight of all others in the theater. A peculiar feature of the box was that in this wooden partition there were two doors. These two doors gave from the hall into the box, the reason for them being that at times the box space was divided by a movable cross partition into two boxes, each requiring a separate door of entrance. Whenever Mr. Lincoln or a party visited the theater the partition was removed, as on the night of April fourteenth, and his party and himself enjoyed the convenience of double space. The walls of the box were of lath-and- plaster construction. They were covered with paper of deep red color, in floral de- sign. The floor was carpeted. There were armchairs, side chairs, a small sofa and a rocking-chair. For the first time in my recollection the front of the box was decorated on the night of the fatality; an American flag was draped in curved folds across the front side of the railing and a picture of George Wash- ington, about two feet square, was hung at the center of the drapery. The emblem of national unity aided in bringing retribu- tion to the assa sin who despised it. There was particular reason for the un- usual decoration; the Civil War was at an end. But a few days before, General Lee had reported to Jefferson Davis that he had surrendered at Appomattox. Through- out the North and at the capital there was intense rejoicing. In Charge of Tad Lincoln It is repeatedly stated in published ac- counts of the evening that when Mr. Lin- coln appeared at the box front he was greeted with salvos of applause and pro- longed cheers, and that the orchestra, according to different testimonies, played Hail to the Chief and See, the Conquer- ing HeroComes. Though at this time I was on the stage, along with other characters, I heard neither great expressions of enthusi- asm nor martial music. It is true, there was applause in honor of Mr. Lincoln when he showed himself to the audience, but to my ears it was mild, only a ripple of hand clapping. Mr. Lincoln had enemies then many of them. Even his cabinet was split into factions opposing and supporting him. He had not attained the world-wide ac- claim now justly bestowed on his memory. Although the President had often come to Ford's Theater, I recall no previous night when he stepped in front of the sereening lace curtains to the rail of the box and showed himself to the audience. His departure from custom was in recognition of the end of the war. Having shown him- self, bowing gravely, Mr. Lincoln stepped back of the curtains and seated himself out of sight of all, and none, save those I have indicated, could continue to see him. EVENING POST I had the honor once of shaking the hand of President Lincoln. It was on the stage of the theater, where he came one night with his son Tad, who had a toy theater of his own at the White House. For this reason Mr. Lincoln brought the lad to be looked after while he witnessed the per- formance from the front of the house. Young Tad Lincoln was left particularly in my charge, probably because I was nearer his age than anyone else on the stage. It was no arduous duty. I cannot remem- ber that it interfered with the performance of my duties in any way. The lad just stayed around, quietly observing the ac- tivities behind the scenes. Possibly I should have been impressed with my re- sponsibility and the notable significance of having the son of the Chief Magistrate under my guardianship, but I was not op- pressed with seriousness. Without a Bodyguard Where Mrs. Lincoln was on this occasion, I do not know, but in all likelihood she was somewhere in the front of the house; for it was her custom to accompany the Presi- dent to the theater. On the night of the assassination he was also accompanied by Maj. H. R. Rathbone and his fiancée, the daughter of Senator Harris. I have no recollection of ever seeing a bodyguard with President Lincoln at the time of his visits to Ford’s, even though I often saw the presidential party enter the box from the hall at the back. From my post at the prompter’s desk, in full view of the box, I was in a position to note what was done by the distinguished visitors on the occasions of their visits. There is a de- tailed history in existence, written by William H. Crook, one of the four special guards appointed by William B. Webb, chief of police at Washirigton in 1865, which explicitly states that a guard was with Mr. Lincoln when he entered the theater. by name John Parker. I quote from Mr. Crook’s published statement. He said: It was the custom of the guard who accom- panied the President to the theater to rem: in the little passageway outside the box—tl passageway through which Booth entered. Mr. Buckingham, who was the doorkeeper at Ford's Theater, remembers that a chair was placed there for the guard on the evening of April fourteenth. Whether Parker occupied it at all, Ido not know; Mr. Buckingham is of the impression that he did. If he di almost immediately, for he confessed to me the he left it next day that he went to : front gallery, so that he could see door resident's box was Mr of the Lir post. coln never knew that the guard had left hi According to Mr. Crook’s statement no one seems to be certain that there was a bodyguard at any time near that box. Mr. Lincoln customarily sat in a rocking- chair, with his back turned to the wal next the audience, and at an angle away from the partition with the two doors, the wall supporting his head above the rather high back of the rocking-chair. Watching him there on different occasions, I saw the changing play of his expression when grave scenes and gay were actec. His face lighted with almost childlike delight when humor appealed to him, its furrow deepened when the meaning was tragic. Always he was dignified and considerate of those who were there to entertain him. Never did I see him obtrude himself to take attention from the actors. His bows to the audience on the night of the assault were deeper in sig- nificance than his personality. Actors came before him with varied manners. At one time James H. Hackett, entering as Sir Pertinax MacSycophant, paused and made a profoundly respectful obeisance. He was an enthusiastic admirer of the President. In contrast was Edwin Forrest's attitude. He did not hold views in accord with those of Mr. Lincoln in re- gard to the war. The night I remember seeing him show his disapprobation he played Richelieu in Bulwer Lytton’s drama of the same name. His entrance was made without the least recognition of the presence February 12,1927 of the distinguished personage. When the time came for him to speak the lines, ‘‘ Tak away the sword; states may be saved with- out it,” he pointedly altered the text. “Take away the sword; states must be saved without it,’”’ he declaimed, looking directly at the President. The bill of the last night of Ford’s as a theater was Our American Cousin. In it appeared the regular members of the company and Laura Keene, the star, and Harry Hawk. He was Miss Keene’s princi- pal comedian and stage manager, traveling with her. At the rehearsal held on April fourteenth, Courtland V. Hess, one of our regular mem- bers, was not present. He was cast to play the part of Lieutenant Vernon. It being ascertained that he was ill and could not come to the night’s performance, there was some trouble in filling his part. Even the prompter was cast in the long list of characters. I was selected to fill the gap, and hastily learned the two lines of the first act and the eight of the second scene of the third act. This latter was the scene that was being played when the President was stricken. e Miss Keene also was absent from the re- hearsal, and knew nothing of the change in the cast until she came to the theater at night. She would not go on without first rehearsing the short scenes of Lieutenant Vernon with me, because I was a novice and she feared I would not assist her as she desired. The early part of my performance was gone through without mishap. During the third act Miss Keene came to the prompt entrance to run over with me the lines of the scene about to be played. The prompter insisted on her coming to me, instead of me going to her, as she h reason that in my regular post as call boy I had to remain in the first entrance to hold the book of the play, the prompter being required in scenes, to act the part for which he was cast. ad requested, for the The Fatal Shot The prompt space of the first entrance was about four feet wide, and was between the tormentor and the proscenium wall The prompt desk, about two feet square, with a cupboard under it, stood against the proscenium wall, and only a foot from the open stage; and then a little farther along the wall from the desk was what was known as the gas box, a wooden protection, breast-high, about four feet long and two feet wide, which inclosed all the mechan- ism for controlling the raising and lowering of gas lights throughout the building. In it were four wheels of about the diameter of a agement of the lighting; vastly, yet mea- gerly different from the elaborate and big switchboards and dimmer devices now common. In inaccurate description of the gas box and equipment there are frequent ref Whatever is said of them or of efforts by John Wilkes Booth and people on the stage to manipulate levers to shut off lights be- erences to a lever, or levers, on the wall. fore or after the shot, is incorrect. There were no levers, not even one. A gas man stood on duty by this box Beyond him, the farther distance to the side, or north, wall of the theater was about ten feet. C the stage and passing through the first en- trance, one turned to his right hand to go to the back of the stage; the rear wall being thirty, perhaps thirty-five, feet from t Between the scenery on the Coming from the acting part of tormentor. side of the stage and the wall of the build It was always clear the space was clear during performances, a point of importance to be understood in view of claims subse- quently made that, through connivance in the theater, Booth had had the stage cleared behind the scenes to facilitate his escape Miss Keene stood with me in the first close to the acting part of the entrance, stage. Her back was turned to the tormen- tor; thus she faced the audience. My back Continued on Page 42

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With the sole exception of John Wilkes Booth, I believe I am the one person in the world, other than those in that box, who saw Abraham Lincoln the instant after he was shot. I am sure I am the only one living now. Miss Keene, who alone might have seen the movement of Mr. Lincoln, besides Booth and myself, was so upset, that I do not think she saw clearly what I witnessed. Mr. Lincoln did not struggle or move, save in the slight backward sway. I saw no blood flowing from the President’s body then, or afterward when I was close beside him. This again is a point to be understood, when I come to the discussion of certain assertions. Mrs. Lincoln stayed perfectly still. arose. The President Booth’s Escape The stage was set with a front scene, in which was a center door with curtains. Mrs. Muzzy, the ‘“‘old woman”’ of the com- pany, had just made an exit through the curtains. Harry Hawk, playing the part of Asa Trenchard, was left alone on the stage and about to leave it, following Mrs. Muzzy. With Miss Keene, I would have made an entrance after the slight pause Miss Keene would have held to give time for the laugh which was expected after the comedian’s exit. Booth, I am confident, knew the stage would be untenanted for a moment, and chose it to carry through his intention. Booth fired the shot with not more than five feet separating him from Mr. Lincoln. An instant afterward he was at the box rail- ing, mounting it in preparation for jump- ing to the stage. Major Rathbone seized him by the coat from behind. The assassin wore a sack suit of dark-colored material. Feeling himself held back, he slashed be- hind him with his knife. Major Rathbone’s wrist was cut, as I learned within a few minutes Booth leaped. One of his spurs caught in the folds of the draped American flag on the front of the box, throwing him out of con- trol of his movements. He fell to the stage, landing on his left knee. The next day I saw the semicircular indentation made by one of his spurs in the floor of the apron he struck. Already I have noted the dence of his having been wounded previously at this very spot. where cont Almost without pause he recovered him- self and arose, in spite of the compound fracture of his ankle that it was later known he had s Apparently unhurt, three feet to a stride, he rushed across the stage the point in the first entrance where Miss Keene and I were standing Less than half a minute, I judge, had passed since the pistol shot. He came on when once he started, without the least pause or hesitation, and reaching the prompt en- trance, ran between Miss Keeneand myself, so close that I felt his breath on my face. I stepped back into the prompter’s space, a mere foot or so. Immediately after he passed me I followed a few feet to the offstage end of the tormentor and watched him till he disappeared. He was not out of my sight three seconds. Without pausing he ran through the first entrance angle of the north wall, ten feet on, and followed it thirty feet to the little door in the back wall communicating with the alley, and opened it. Outside was revealed the yellow mare I had often seen him ride. Peanut uffered. toward John, the basket boy, was holding the reins. Booth kicked the boy, mounted, and I heard the beat of his horse’s hoofs on the cobblestones of the alley. In all, possibly a EVENING POST minute had passed between the time of the pistol report and the moment when he rode out of sight. I think I have made it clear that there was no time for the slightest delay in Booth’s progress from the time of his fall to his disappearance in the alley, the dis- tance on the stage level, about seventy-five feet, having been covered, at a running space, in not more than half a minute. Yet set down in history as facts are testimonies that, in those thirty seconds, two sensa- tional incidents, requiring much time for accomplishment, occurred, in addition to what I have told. First, there is the story that Booth stopped at the center of the stage, raised a hand aloft holding a dagger, and shouted “‘ Sic semper tyrannis!”’ Major Rathbone testified afterward in the course of the official investigation that Booth hissed the words in his ear while still in the box. He probably did so, either in passing Major Rathbone or when he was on his way to jump over the box rail. It is the only fact on which to base the fable and pictures which have been printed in so many schoolbooks. I have seen a copy of the New York Herald of the day after the assassination which says there are rumors to the effect that Booth shouted the words while crossing the stage. In the same column it is twice said that the assassin was thought to be Booth, but that no one had identified him positively. The doubt shows how unreliable were early reports of the catastrophe. At a time later than the first official investigation, a writer on the staff of a Washington newspaper mishandled the testimony given by Major Rathbone and turned it into the tale that has been*so widely printed in books of instruction and reference; making definite assertion that Booth stopped deliberately at the center of the stage to deliver the defiance with melodramatic effect. Anniversaries of the birthday of the martyred President an- nually bring to sight in newspapers pictures of Booth standing in the attitude created in this writer’s imagination, and an in- accurate historical statement is yearly given renewed life. It is also untrue that Booth was halted in the wings on his way to escape. In one story the leader of the orchestra, William Withers, Jr., is said to have engaged in a hand-to-hand encounter with Booth in heroic effort to stay him from flight. I have seen a picture which depicts Mr Withers lying on the stage with Booth kneeling on his body with a knife raised to strike. The leader did not struggle with Booth, and his flesh was not touched by the knife, all accounts of a three-inch scar on Mr. Withers’ neck to the contrary. No Levers to Pull It is a fact that the leader of the orches tra was on the stage, standing in the third entrance, when Booth ran by to the alley. He had come there, out of his usual station, to talk about some matter connected with a new song, written by his assistant, which was to have been sung for the first time during the evening. As I looked Booth I saw the leader in conversation with a lady of our company. brushed against Withers as he ran past him, with his hand thrust out as if to oppose any movement made to delay him or to push the leader out of his way. Mr. Withers afterward displayed a knife cut in the cloth of his coat. I can account for it only as having been accidentally slashed as the murderer rushed by. Certain it is that the leader did not fall to the stage and that Booth did not raise his hand to strike a blow. There was no time, I repeat, for the shortest of conflicts before Booth rode away Even if the orchestra leader had made an attempt to stay Booth’s flight, I believe it would have been futile. It is as doubtful as would have been any effort on my boyish part to halt him in his rush for liberty. I had no positive proof that the Presi- dent had received the bullet; nor, as I turned again to look to the President, had after 300th February 12,1927 anyone in the house, with the exception of the three people in the box with Mr. Lin coln. The accuracy of this statement will appear in what I have to relate in a s¢ quence of what I observed. Always impetuous, strong and agile, ir his desperation despite his injury, Booth’s rush and determination to get away wert so swift and absolute that he would hav been little less than irresistible to anyon: not possessing unusual strength. In his mind there was no room for heroics. His one thought, I believe, was to escape in the time, else, with his shattered leg, he was indeed done for. But so sudder and so little understood at the moment was the significance of events that the gas man, stationed two feet from me, and al most brushed against by Booth, did not I recall him clearly, standing im passive at his post as I turned back into thi prompt entrance. And yet there is testi ft least pe ssible move. mony printed in detail of how Boot} paused at the gas box to pull down a lever —which did not exist—to plunge the house in darkness The Two Sets of Programs Before continuing the narrative of what came under my personal observation fol lowing the disappearance of Booth, it ap pears necessary for full understanding of various matters that I should carefully explain a part of what has been deduced regarding the movements of the murderer during the day preceding the crime, when presumably, he made his preparations for th There are known facts whicl give a idea of he planned te carry through his purpose. Also, I an incident to tell which never before related. I shall consideration of his probable movements within the theater, excepting a surmise of he obtained information of Mr. Lir ’s intended visit, and to a statement from actual knowledge, of the incident t which I hz ust referred It was not until afternoon that word wa received at the theater of Mr. Lincoln’ intentions to be present at the performance of the night. The regular programs for the bill of the evening had been printed. I: recognition of the visit of the and of the notability of the days of rejoi: ing over the termination of the war, a se: ond set of programs was struck off. They carried, in addition to what was printed or the original set, a verse of anew song. A e assault clear how have 1 been confine myself to how coin ve President Honor to OurSoldiers. There was an implied compliment to General U.S. Grant, who was to have been one of the party with the President, but who left Washington ever while announcements were appearing i! the papers; his plans changed because of important personal affairs. Explanation of these two sets-of program will, I think, settle controversies concern ing the authenticity of copies preserved a Bot} from a house issue of the day. The copies with the the set night Some time after souvenirs in collections copies wert verse are trom used at noon it is probable that Booth heard of the second set of programs and the reason for its He everybody in the theater and frequented lodgings in the neighborhood the company and the orchestra gathered or lived. As has beer said, he was free to come and go in the theater as he pleased. The rehearsal of the play was held fron a morning hour until about two o'clock ir issue. knew resorts and ¢ members of where the afternoon. The performance was scheduled to begin at a quarter to eight the evening—the regular hour. In all like lihood Booth’s preparations inside the theater for the assassination were mad between half-past three o’clock and half past six. This is guesswork, of course, but has reasonable foundation. I set the lim of the later hour, because activities usuall) recommenced on the stage and in the audi torium about that time employes returning then, stage and | or thereabouts, to LOUSE Continued on Page 44 SO Oo

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The earlier limit of time I arrive at by recollection at that hour, of the particular incident in my personal knowledge which I have mentioned. Between this hour and the later one of half-past six, the theater, as usual, was unoccupied. Following the rehearsal of the day, I sat at the prompter’s rehearsal table, writing copies of the scenery, gas and effect plots. The table was placed at the footlights’ edge of the apron. The work was part of my regular routine of duties, done each day after other members of the company left the theater. The plots detailed mechanical arrangements for the performances, and were hung at specified places to be read and followed by the stage employes. Some- times members of the stage crew stayed in the theater as long as I did, getting ready for the night. On the fourteenth of April, James Maddox, the property man, re- mained on the stage with me. My work was finished at a few minutes before three o'clock. Maddox and I were about to leave the theater. The Mysterious Silent Toast Booth appeared on the stage. He must have come from the back alley or through the stage door in the south-side wall, for, as I have shown, there was no means of easy communication between the stage and the front of the house, no way to get to the stage from the orchestra or auditorium, ex- cept by climbing over the footlights. Booth did not do that, for, seated at the prompt able, I could not have failed to see him. It is not improbable that he came directly from the stable on the alley, where he housed his yellow mare. Booth joined Maddox, who was starting toward the stage entrance. I followed them. Maddox suggested to Booth that they should have a drink in the saloon next door to the the- ater, on Tenth Street. “No, thanks,’’ Booth answered. “I’ve a touch of pleurisy, and I don’t think I'll drink anything We went through the passageway to Tenth Street. Booth ac- companied us into the saloon. There Mad- dox met a friend-—-a William Hammond, of California —and invited him to join our party. What drink he ordered I do not remember. Maddox asked for a glass of beer. My selection was a glass of sarsa- parilla. “T think I'll reconsider and have a glass of ale,”’ said Booth. The drinks were served. I cannot recall the conversation between quaffs from our glasses. In the course of the subsequent official investigation, there was much made of a “silent toast,”’ which detectives testified was drunk by Booth and a group of fellow conspirators during the afternoon pre- ceding the crime. Maddox was questioned on the point and answered: “Silent toast? I know nothing about any such toast.” If the occasion of our drinking with Booth was the significant incident referred to, I was party to it. But as to a secret understanding —well, I would not now be telling the story. If Booth thought to make use of Maddox in carrying out his plans, Maddox, I am sure, had no realization of Booth’s inten- tions. This appears to have proof in the openness of the conversation which took place immediately after the glasses were emptied and we went from the saloon to the street. ‘*Have you got the key?” Booth said. Maddox replied, but I did not catch his I think he said or indicated, stage-entrance short answer. WN” ll right,” walking toward E town. The key he asked for may have been a key to the alley stable, or to something Maddox: may have made, or was making said Booth, leaving us and Street, then west, up- EVENING POST for Booth or for any of a number of inno- cent purposes in line with a property man’s helpful activities. Yet it may have been a key to the door between the balcony and the narrow hall back of the box the President was to occupy. If it was the last, it is extremely doubtful that Booth would have asked for it publicly of a man connected with him in a conspiracy. The key to the door between the balcony and the hallway back of the box may have been referred to, but I am confident Booth alone knew why it was wanted. This incident, now told for the first time, has point in relation to the preparations Booth made to prevent interference while he was getting ready to shoot Mr. Lincoln, and in his plan of escape. Some time after he left us he must have returned to the theater, after half-past three o’clock, prob- ably late in the afternoon, and entered un- observed. What he did there could have been com- pleted in fifteen minutes or so. He cut away two square inches of the plaster from the brick wall of the hallway, close to the door connecting with the bal- cony, and arranged to insert a stout though slender bar of wood from the cut-away plaee into a panel of the door. The bar was about three feet in length and an inch and a half square. It could have been con- cealed under Booth’s clothing when he re- turned at night to the theater, or it may have been secreted earlier in the dimly lighted hallway, in anticipation of a visit of the President. It is a reasonable surmise that Booth thought of the bar when he found himself uncertain of securing a key to lock the door. Possibly he had asked Maddox to get the key from the box office, where it was kept with other keys seldom if ever used, fearing to take it himself and attract attention in the doing of an unusual thing. If this was so he must have given Maddox some pretext for wanting it, cau- tious not to awaken suspicion in Maddox that he had some ulterior motive. I sur- mise Booth went directly from us to find the bar of wood he used in lieu of a key Booth’s Preliminary Plan Besides arranging to barricade the hall door, Booth bored a gimlet hole through one of the two doors giving from the hall to the box—the one on the audience side of the space, nearest to where Mr. Lincoln was accustomed to sit. The hole was so located that Booth could look through it from the hall, to observe the movements of Mr. Lincoln, to watch the companions of the President and be sure their attention was directed to the stage when it came time for him to open the door of the box, and to note the progress of the play to the mo- ment when he knew the stage would be clear of people in the second scene of the third act. As to his entrance to the theater at night, the ticket taker, Mr. Buckingham, saw him come in, and allowed him to pass without question. In a book written by Mr. Buck- ingham there is a reproduction of a photo- graph made of the keys and rack in the box I have a copy of the picture, but I have never read the book. One chance and another have prevented. Possibly it con- tains a theory different from mine regarding the special key to the hall door. Whatever is written cannot correspond exactly to the substance of what I have for the first time just publicly related as an eyewitness. Explanation of why I have not given my testimony regarding this key incident and other matters before now, I leave till the end of this general statement. To return to the description of what I saw inside the theater. I heard the receding hoof beats of Booth’s horse after he rode away north, to- ward F Street, and noted the presence back on the stage, in the third entrance, of the leader of the orchestra. He was talking with a lady of the company. Before turn- ing back I saw Edward Spangler, the second hand of the carpenter’s division of stage employes. He was standing in the office. February 12,1927 second entrance, near the end of the tor- mentor, when I moved a foot or two to watch Booth. Spangler was almost within the reach of my right hand. I saw him make no movement either in the direction of Booth, with whom he was accused of being a fellow conspirator, or toward the gas box at my left hand, which, according to one account, he approached with the in tention of turning off the gas. Rejoining Miss Keene, and my eyes turn- ing again to Mr. Lincoln's box, I know now that I took note of Miss Keene standing as one in a trance. My thoughts at the time naturally were not so ordered as they ap- pear now in words, after long reflection on what I witnessed. Mrs. Lincoln was advancing to the front of the box in great excitement and evident anguish. This fact confirms my statements regarding the extremely short time between the pistol shot and Booth’s disappearance. Mrs. Lincoln was calling to the audience. I did not know what she was trying to say, nor did the audience. She exclaimed in- coherently rather than spoke in Her efforts at appeal or explanation made no immediate impression on her hearers. So completely hidden had been the tragedy that the hundreds in the house had not the least idea of the profound seriousness of the happening. A man had been seen to leap from the box, fall, and rush away. words. Realization and Confusion Booth was well on his way before those who crowded the stage fell other ‘“‘Who was it?” Some thought they recognized the man as John Wilkes Booth, others did not identify him It seems to me now, as then, that Mrs. Lincoln continued to call for a long time before the audience as a body was roused. I have distinct recollection of absolute quiet, except for the voice of the President's wife. My own comprehension was just be- coming clear as to the awful the commission of a crime of crimes. Major Rathbone joined Mrs. Lincoln at the front of the box. It was testified that he called out, ‘‘Stop that man! Stop him! Suddenly there was realization. It came to the audience and all with inflaming de- mand for retribution. In an instant there was great confusion. Practically as one, the audience stood up. A few rushed to the lobby to ascend to the box. Scores climbed over the footlights and poured onto the stage. Pistols were drawn. Search for Booth then commenced. Miss Keene and I stood where we could see everything, and for some short mo- ments she held her place by my side. Isaw her start toward the footlights. Following, I assisted her over them to the floor of the orchestra pit. We went rapidly to the lobby stairs, and thence up to the box, ar- riving as Major Rathbone was _ ning the hall door, after pulling away the obstruct- ing bar placed by Booth. We pushed our way to the front of the small group gathered before the door, and on into the hall and into the box. Someone called for a doctor. Soon several medical men were around Mr. Lincoln, mained seated, as when I saw him from the stage, his head leaning forward on his chest. I stood close to the doctors and saw the wounded President plainly. Noises from the main auditorium and stage broke in on the profound gravity of the group about Mr. Lincoln. I well re- member the almost silent solemnity with which the medica! men noted the dangerous location of the wound. Mrs. Lincoln, I recall, sat on a sofa with her arms out stretched in an attitude of despair. Miss Harris sat beside her, speech- to asking each realization of persons who re- astounded less. Miss Keene stood near by, silently watching, as I was. Mr. Lincoln remained in the rocking-chair, and was lifted in it and carried past me by the doctors. I saw what they had been examining so gravely ~a lit- tle dark spot no larger than the head of a Continued on Page 46

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ad LO ormation SOUTHERN LINES I descriptive Uteratu lilornia re and furthey addre Ss THE SATURDAY Continued from Page 44 ncil, just under the right ear. I saw blood issuing from the wound S n hrough the theater, out onto the street, and across to a house with which I was very la i LIMITED © ir, which was occupied by Mr. am Petersen, I followed the doctors ng Mr. Lincoln. They entered the nd went up the front stairs. I joined Mr. Petersen’s son—a lad with hom I chummed, but whose first name I do not now remember—and went with him through the basement of the house to other stairs in the rear. Climbing them, we came to the floor of the room where Mr. Lincoln Wi front door a had been taken. It was a room formerly rented by a Mr. Matthews, a member of our I had delivered parts company at one time. on to him and others in the luring the s¢ room. In singular coincidence, the second I had to note, on the occasion of one of these visits I saw John Wilkes Booth lying and smoking a pipe on the same bed in which Mr. Lincoln died. Looking into the room at Mr. Lincoln, I still saw no signs of blood on his body. Later, about daybreak of the next day, I from the wound. 2 hemorrhage Was understood blood did seep Previous to that internal At hore minutes past seven o'clock in the morning of April fifteenth, Mr. Lincoln passed from mortal existence I was at the Petersen house again at nine o’clock. My boy friend came down into the kitchen from above stairs with a part of Mr. Lincoln’s shirt torn—had been torn, I was told, when It was taken from its wearer—and was blood- stained. The Petersen boy gave ry a strip What I did with It was soon lost. I had not then the right estimation of its sacred he blood-stained linen. ¢ do not know There are programs of the performances of the night, carefully preserved in collec- tions with spots on them said to be from the ylood of Mr. Lincoln. I believe it is an im- possibility Major Rathbone’s wrist, cut Booth’s knife when the murderer slashed ehind him, may have shed blood on the easured relics sut his blood alone was outwardly shed in the box that night Relics of the Tragedy i until a considerably later time ee the pistol used by Booth. What dis- position was made of it at the time I was in the box, I do not know. een it at Washington, where, with othe e]} of the assassination, it is Kept among overnment archives. Before I was taken to see it I was able to describe it accurately Since then I have EVENING POST from information I gained soon after it was found. It was a derringer barreled pistol of a type much favored in the South. It had a musket bore. Its size permitted it to be hidden in the palm of carried in a coat pocket r itself by bulkiness. a snort sinygie- hand or to be without revealing \ few years ago the officials connected with the archives at Washington took n down into the depths of the Army and Navy Building. While pre wooden box they said ie me rather in- credulously, “There is a cavalry boot in- side worn by Booth.” ‘ Yes,”’ said I, ‘“‘and it is for the left foot, because when he | e paring to open a f leaped from the box I saw his left foot crumple under him.’ Inspection of it proved it so, and before they brought out the bar that was on the door of the box at Ford’s, I described it as being three feet long and two inches square, and finished by saying, ‘‘And if you have Booth’s knife in there, you'll find it is a small bowie Two photographs of carte de visite type were also in the chest, between leaves of Booth’s diary. In one motion picture of Lincoln’s death the assassin is depicted as armed with a heavy, long-barreled revolver. I well know how on the stage it is often necessary to ex gyerate indefinite details to bring them to visual values of effectiveness. The same is rue of effect in motion pictures. Excuse for such exaggeration lies in the truism that there would be no effect if no cause were visible. In the case of this picture I do not think the excuse is valid. The true type of reate the desired illu- f a cumbersome weapon ap- pistol would readily « sion. The use « pears only to be evidence of failure to make h to acquire accuracy. The same lack of accuracy is displayed in the picture when the assassin is shown proper resear ( le lé creeping upstairs directly under the box oc- cupied by Mr. Lincoln. There were no such stairs. Here again the truth, reconstructed within actual structural conditions, would have been quite as effective. Indeed, the stealthy movement of Booth down the bal cony aisle at the side of absorbed and un suspl¢ ious spe tators, as must have been the the shooting, would be more intense than what is shown. for the moving-pictured presence of e President’s bodyguard in the hall back of the box, his opportune true action precedin withdrawal t Booth to permit the actor | f upstairs which never existed, and the being shown as seated in a comfor wide anteroom, I have but to refer ba the confession of Parker to Crook, and to r re} peat that the box was backed by a narrow hall Nahi. Columbia Gorge Sunset, From the North Bank Highway, February 12,1927 For the company gathe red ! Ford's Theater the end had come here were no more performances in the house, The United States Government bought it fron Mr. Ford. The building was later turned into a museum. Its construction was not secure. The night of Edwin Booth’s funera the front of the building collapsed wit} deadly effect—another coincidence The structure was repaired and still stood when last I was in Washington The night of the assassination was murky. The morning of April fifteentl y and cloudy. There was much broke gr animosity shown against the actors and employes of the theater, it being supposed that they were implicated in the murder 1 Manage John T. Ford was among the number. He was imprisoned for forty days, and then Some of them were ar released, entirely exonerated A Wall-Paper Souvenir f A shopkeeper whose place of business was near the theater vigorously defended our people . and was with diffi lity rescue 1 from the intensely angered rowd that assailed him A rope was actually tied about his neck. I stayed about the scene of my earliest days in the theater, so abruptly and trag cally closed against the continuation of m) career within its walls. It came under the supervision of the Government, and while alterations were being made I gained a cess, after a few days, to the box in wl the President was shot. Realization of the world-wide significance of the event was increasing. From the wall Mr. Lincoln rest his head a length of the red-flowere: | piece of this I gave, within a few days, to a doctor who was among those who attended the President. Another piece of paper I long afterward gave to the custodian of the Lir coln Monument, at Springfield, Illino \ third piece of the wall paper small, about three inches square I still have It is m sole material souvenir of the night I have heard much of testimonies given DY supposed eye witnesses of the President at the time of the shot, some under oath. What I have said no doubt w ot them made be contradicted, as I have contradicted the statements of other I stand by my assertions, confident that the vivid im pressions made on my young brain cannot be wrong, however much I have gained i: after knowledge and from hearsay O1 what I have reconstructed I merely lay stress of its agreement with knowr Continued on Page 49 Washington

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THE SATURDAY s your story, isit? A.: It’s the Mr. Jardine cast a wink at the jury which said, ‘‘We men of the world know how much of that to believe.” After a long are at the shrinking Mead, Mr. Jardine resumed his attack: Q.: Do you know a Mrs. Effie Peterson? > — i Visit her? A.: Yes. Often? <A.: Quite often. She’s a neighbor of ours Q.: Rather more than a neighbor, isn’t he? A.: Well, a friend. Q.: Rather more than a friend? A. otly): That’s a mean, false insinuation. My wife and I know Mrs. Peterson and her isband very well, and we sort of play around together. Q.: Ah-ha! Play around! Where were you on the night of September second, of this year? A.: I don’t know. Q.: You appear to have a convenient memory, Mr. Mead. I'll help you. If I said you were seen climbing out of a win- dow of Mrs. Peterson’s house just before midnight on September second, and dash- ing away in scanty attire, would you deny it? A.: | don’t remember doing any such thing I ¥

Indeed? Was it such a ymmon occurrence it made no impression 2] ronicauly on you? Willard Mead was red with rage. are you driving at?’’ he demanded. Mr. Jardine assumed a sweetly patient, “Please control your temper,” he said. ‘I am asking you ques- ly in the interest of justice. I am not to blame if a sense of guilt makes you fly off the handle.” ‘*T have no sense of guilt,’’ Willard Mead He turned appealingly to the judge. ‘Your Honor,” he said, “I’m not supposed to be on trial. I just happened to be a witness to something connected with this case. I came forward out of a sense of duty. This lawyer is trying to make me out a-—a—I don’t know what.” ‘‘A man is on trial for his life,”’ said the udge, with immense gravity. ‘‘ His counsel entitled to try to upset your testimony if he can. You may continue, Mr. Jardine.” Mr. Jardine did: ‘What rather pained air. tions sole cried Q.: Youadmit, then, Mr. Ethelbert Mead, that you left the house of Mrs. Peterson in circumstances which I think can fairly be suspicious? A.: I described as highly never did Smiling at the jury, Mr. Jardine picked looking paper. ‘‘I have here,” 1 affidavit signed by Miss Hope Bunnell, of Wood Street, Oakhurst, which states that she saw the witness leaving the home of Mrs. Peterson, which adjoins hers, on the aforesaid night and in the aforesaid up a

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rcumstances Q.: What do you say to that, Mr. Mead? A.: I say that Hope Bunnell is a lying gossip and everybody knows it. She’s always putting a false construction on Q.: Please don’t slander Miss Bunnell. Are the facts as she has stated them, or they not? A.: I went to Mrs. house to get lemons Q.: Answer my question. A.: She and her husband were piaying bridge with me and my wife. It was a hot night. We wanted some lemonade. Mrs. Peterson said, ‘‘ Run down to my house and get some lemons out of the ice box.’ I couldn't

Peterson's pen the door, so I came through the win- } dow. I was wearing a soft shirt and white flannel trouss Stop! aid Mr. Jardine “Do you write tion, Mr. Mead NT : ~¥t Q.: ou do? A.: I’m paying teller

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Q.: Ah-ha! Weren't there a series of mysterious thefts at that bank about five years ago? A.: Yes. Q.: Were you not questioned by de- tectives in regard to those thefts? A.: I was, as a matter of course. Everybody from the president down was questioned. Q.: And you were let off? A. (with great warmth): There never was any question of my being let off. Naturally, a thorough examination of all departments of the bank was made. Q.: And the thief (Mr. Jardine paused and looked narrowly at Mead) was never caught? A.: He never was. Mr. Jardine gave a shrug, slight but 4 4 pregnant Q.: You live rather well, don’t you, Mr. Mead? A.: Comfortably. Q.: M'm, ever have trouble with your wife? A.: Never. Q.: What were the loud, violent sounds which Miss Hope Bunnell says she has heard issuing from your house? A.: Radio. Q.: Mr. Mead, did you not offer to take Mrs. Effie Peterson to Paris with you? A.: I certainly never did. Q.: Do you deny that you said at a church supper in the Oakhurst Church on October third, in the presence of Miss Bunnell and others, “‘ Effie, how would you like to go to Paris?’’ A.: I guess maybe I may have said something like that —in fun. Q.: Is it your idea of fun to suggest to a married woman that she elope to Paris with you? A. Why, I never sug- gested any such thing! I might say that to any lady [ knew—or even to you, Mr. Jardine. Q.: To any lady, eh? Ever hear of Don Juan? A.: No, sir. Q.: Were you ever known as the Don Juan of Oakhurst? A.: No.

earne stly At this point the court was adjourned for luncheon. The public, avid for further de- tails of the case, seized the noon editions of the papers. The more colorful papers had pictures, rather smudged, of Willard Mead, and his features had been touched up to give him a rather sinister look; Mrs. Peterson. One headline read: also of WAS ETHELBERT A SUBURBAN DON JUAN? JARDINE HINTS The more staid papers informed their readers: DEFENSE RIDDLES REPUTATION OF WITNESS MEAD Shaken, bewildered, Willard Mead re- turned to the witness stand after eating a luncheon he did not taste. Mr. Jardine had lunched well and was full of high spirits and energy. Hardly was Mead seated in the witness when Mr bounded at him: chair Jardine name A Q.: What was the cat’s What cat? Q.: Ah-ha! Forgotten the cat already, eh? A.: Oh, you mean the cat I was hunting for? Q.: Yes What was its name? A.: Q.: M’m, how old was it? A.: know. Q.: What color? A.: Black, I think. Q.: You're not sure? A.: To be honest, I’m not. It was a darkish sort of cat. Q.: Where is it? A.: I don’t know Q.: Can you produce it in court? A No, sir. Q.: Do you like cats? A.: No. Q.: What was the weather like on the night of November twenty-ninth? A.: Very cold. Zero. Windy too. Q.: M’m, so you would have the jury believe that on a windy zero night you, a confessed hater of cats, went out of your warm house for no other reason than to look for a cat, name, age and color un known? A.: Yes, sir, I did just that. Q.: A habit of yours? A.: No, sir. if there ever was such a cat. I don’t know. I don’t

February 12,1927 Q.: Do you consider such an action com- patible with complete sanity? A.: Why, yes. I was afraid she might freeze Q.: If you don’t know the cat’s name, , lo you know its vender? age or color, how A.: I always think of cats as “she

Mr. Jardine gazed meaningly and tapped his forehead thrice. Q.: You say you crawled about in the underbrush on your hands and knees? A.: Yes, sir. Q.: And emitted certain sounds while so doing? <A.: Yes, sir Q.: What sounds? A.: Meow, meow, meow, meow. The judge declared that further laughter from the spectators would not be tolerated. ‘Show the jury exactly what you did and said,’’ continued the lawyer. Willard Mead looked for help toward the judge. ‘“‘Must I?" he asked. The judge nodded. Flushing, Willard Mead got down on all fours and crawled along the court room floor, pushing aside imaginary under brush and in a falsetto f ‘*Meow, meow, meow, meow.” He was thus engaged when prising photographer whipped a camera from under his coat, aimed it, snapped it ‘You may return to the witness stand,” said the judge. Willard Mead did so. He was not settled in his chair before Mr. Jardine flew at him voice crying, an enter Q.: Ever have fits? A.: No, sir. Q.: Spasms? A.: No, sir Q.: Ever play football? A.: Yes, a little, as a boy. Q.: Were you ever kicked in the head? A.: Why, yes. I guess so Q.: Ah-ha! Have headaches? A.: On in a while. Q.: Hear voices? A.: Only when peopl speak. Q.: I mean when you are alon \ No, Sir. The district attorney intervened: ‘| object. The sanity of the witness, a respect able, useful citizen, may be presumed.” ‘Not by me,”’ barked Mr. Jardine. “I maintain that any man who goes prowling about the woods in zero weather, crying, ‘Meow, meow, meow, meow’ may — indeed, must —be considered a pathological case, and as such, cannot be considered a com- petent witness.” Tue JupGE: Objection overruled. Q.: Mr. Mead, while your curious nocturnal pastime of playing you were engaged ir hide and seek with an imaginary cat “It was a real cat, | tell you,”’ broke in Willard Mead. The lawyer gave him a look at ones withering and pitying. If it was a real cat, produce it.” “Tt can't.” ‘Then it does not exist.” ‘My wife saw it too.”’ ‘No doubt,” said Mr. Jardine, ‘“‘she humors you in your hallucinations. Now let me continue.” Q.: While you were about, making cat sounds, did you not, as a matter of fact, believe that you yourself were a cat? A.: I certainly did not. Q.: You mean to say that you never, in your private fantasies, thought yourself a cat? A. h rage): 1 never did Q.: Anybody ever refer to you as the cat man? A.: Certainly not Q.: They wouldn't, | suppose, in your hearing. Still, they may have said it, may they not have? A.: How should I know? Q.: While you were playing cat, you say you heard voices in the woods? A.: Yes. I testified to that. Q.: Windy night, wasn’t it? A.: Yes, choking wit very. Q.: Didn’t the wind moan through the A.: Yes. Continued on Page 52 pines?

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Q.: yet yous vou | 1 voices A Ye ) Believe hosts A NO Q y 1 were tox ate + shit e you not? A I was not Q But u d been « ng, | y 4 ose \ Q.: You allege y« or Ir. Shaw, pass yo Q) It was a ve i was not Ac 3M I ha ht () W here is it A + theu t oht Q Ah-ha! Haven't there bee on aries yu eighbornood recent 4 ‘ \ 1es .: Were they near your nouse » A ar away Q.: Did not the burglar climb up water pipes and perform unusual feats of agility committing his crimes? the room or | ng up tl why ther Vould be ¢ ind iove be dead cunning? Mr. B.: Um-m died sweet potato Mi B.: What? Mr. B.: Yes, de Irs. B.: Well, goodness ¢ me!

EVENING POST Q Did you find the alleged cat? A.: I Q.: What did you do with it? A.: Put it in my cellar. Q.: Then, whereisit now? A.: I tell you don’t know. and play cat? A.: Never again. r you say Meow again you mean to say you haven't had ice making that sound considerable pract 4 Q.: Have you, as yet, been confined in an nstitution for the ed? \ No mentally unhalane That evening, with pallid features and quivering fingers, Willard Mead bent over the late editions of the papers. His worst fe vere justified. The enterprising pho- tographer, with the aid of what is known as the art department, had turned the snap- shot into a full-page picture of the known aS a composite photograph. It showed Willard Mead, on all fours, an ex- pression on his face at once feline and pawing about in adroitly painted in, while from his mouth, in white print, issued the words, ‘ meow, meow, meow.” Across the entire page of the paper a

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! foolish, underbrush, Meow, bold, black headline spread. It read: *“MEow,”’ CRIED MEAD THE CAT MAN Strange Antics of Ware Case Witness The jury was out all night. There ittle doubt in the minds of all who had followed the case, that Arnold Shaw Simon Ware and that murder in the first degree would Was had killed a verdict of guilty of be a just one Howeve r, remarked ways are beyond all juries, as the district attorney are queer, and their understanding. This particular jury appeared to have agreed

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Q.: When did you next go out in the February !2,1927 with Mr. Jardine that a man who fancie« himself a cat, could not be believed. It verdict was Not guilty Shaw, by tl fantastic laws which govern the psycholog: of crowds, was changed by the verdict fron a villain into something of a popular hero Strangers wrung his hand. One, in par ticular, most latory “I'd like to have a talk—a_ busine alk—with you, Mr. Shaw,” he said. ‘* M\ name’s Morkin-—-Max Morkin.”’ Mr. Shaw emerged from with Mr. Morkin, smilins Shaw's pocket was a contra cordial and « ongratu was t s contere!

vaudevill Y=-i Max Morkin Circuit even hundred dollars a week When Willard the morning after the verdict to go to wor at the bank, he saw Fred Peterson Effie his wife good-by on the porch of t} Peterson bungalow. Willard Mead calle out his usual The Petersons stared pointedly turned their backs stunned, he went on his way troutlike face of Miss her front window, and there was spite her smile. It seemed to Willa passed the window she made ; appearance In weeks, over the

cheerful morning greetir coldly Somewha He saw the

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1 sound ‘*Meow”’ after him. Down the street met some of the neighborhood dren « their way to school i ne arew aside as he passed, and when he was a safe distan away, they meowed and caterwauled loud at him. He reached the bank His associate seemed distant, formal Py \ president sent for him. The president regretful but firm: “The bank’s reputation must be y sidered. Yes, I know; nothing those stories. But still Well, you see how it is, Mead. Very sor: ndee have to lose you “ One week later Willard Mead sold bungalow and moved to New Yor} He ives there under the name of Edmur

illard and works in Fulton Street, in the ttle shop of a taxidermist. TURNS AND ENCORES Continued from Page 30 Bertram, why didn’t you remind me when we came by the water place? Mr. B.: It’s unhealthy to drink water with your meals. Mrs. B.: Rubbish, Bertram, dear. Mr. B.: Yes, dear. (He goes out. Mrs. B.: Men are awfully queer. They get prejudices. Now I’m afraid Bertram has got some sort of a prejudice against cafeterias. I'm sure I see no reason why. Bu hoy picks ip Mr. B.’ t off.) I think they’re so convenient and they save so much trouble and annoyance. Enter Mr. B. with glass Mr. B.: Where's my dinner? Mrs. B.: Why, gracious heavens, s tray and carries of water.

where is your dinner? Are you sure you hadn't finished? Mr. B Miss G.: it off. Did you tip up your chair? B.: That's it! You didn’t tip up r. Of course the boy took it off. hat isn’t the funniest thing! My » on him when he came back s dinner gone! I don’t know when I’ve seen anything so comical. Now I suppose you'll just have to go back and ret yourself another dinner. The line isn’t irly so long now. (Exit BERTRAM.) Miss G.: I’m afraid I must be going now. Mrs. B.: Must you, dear? It’s been aw- fully nice to see you. One of the nicest things about a cafeteria is that you meet such nice people who you can exchange opinions with, so instructive and all that. Exit Miss G. Enter MIKE PANICEK, carry- ing a tray. He is rough, unshaven, collar- Pe ie _— rere I hadn't The bus boy must have carried — begun! 1 }

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, are ed weale and oid trousers iro f H ts down at Miss G.’s place, transfers part of a piece of pu fon fray from MIS G.’S, be fore pu sh ing it de Mrs. B.: I beg your pardon — that place is taken. MIKE: You bet. Mrs. B.: ing it. MIKE: No chair tip up Mrs. B.: My husband have you sitting there MIKE I mean, someone else is occup) t + Wouldn € ilkeé Maybe my wife don’t like me s

at him and Mead left his bungalow ‘re neither. Hey, cutie Ha-ha-ha! Unter MR. B Mrs. B.: Here’s my husband now MIKE: Pleased to meet you Mrs. B.: Did you get a nice dinner lovey ? Mr. B.: All the candied sweet potatoe were gone, Mike: Take some my sweeppatat 1 npts to scrape some on Mr. B.'s plat Mr. B.: I don’t want your sweet pota toes. I want some sweet potatoes of my owr MIKE: Go ahead. Ain’t no good anyhow Mrs. B. tries to prevent MIKE fron fe rring food to MR. B.’s p e. NShet ps ove MIKE’s glass of water on MR. B.’s dinner Mrs. B.: Oh, gracious! I've spilled th gentleman’s glass of water all over your dinner! this gentleman another glass of water Mr. B. takes his tray of fi throws it to the floor with a crash. H rise 8,

stamps oul of room, Mrs. B.: My, aren't gave me such a shock! some coffee to settle my nerves. pardon, Mr.—ah—lI wonder if you wou mind MIKE carries his tray to ti table Vorr B ' queer

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A away in the shadows of Pyramid Number 1, which is a stock shot obtained from the oe news weeklies and gives the scene a note of rrenit IfSUlt authenticity. and is very brutal with the terrorized female. He easily distances p At this point we come to an important bit of detail In the early sheik photoplays the ruffian ga loped all the v ay to his desert tent, or kafia, without stopping to marry the girl and though this was all right enough with the pop-eyed seat holders, it scandalized the various boards of censors, with the re- sult that they sé ized their scissors and snipped out large breezy sections and left entirely too much to the imagination You observed, in these censored versions, the sheik as he kidnaped the frightened lady and galloped away over the sands, and > censors cut. You did not see the sheik and his victim again until both of them arrived in England, or America, by which time they had been married four years and had two lovely blue-eyed chil- dren; and the sheik had long since given up his throat cutting and was with a large bond house in Wall Street, or Trafalgar Square, as the case might be This somewhat destroyed the interest for the younger element in the audience and so the fault was corrected. In all the later sheik films the villainous fellow gallops part of the way to his tent, about thirty land miles, stops and marries the girl on the desert with the aid of a passing Sahara notary public, or warida, and resumes can- tering with his victim, who is now also re- spectably his wife, or hamsam. Thus did the producers solve a knotty problem and leave the censors high and dry, with noth- ing to do but remove cuss words, such as Rotterdam, or change it to Rotterdarn After the brutal hellion drags the now his girl wife, into the tent, he treats dy idy, her as no gentleman would treat a lady threatens to cut her head off, makes her get his breakfast and fills her life with general misery. The tent episodes in the story al- ways go over strong with the customers out infront; and at the finish the sheik is either stabbed or shot by a traitorous friend. This happens as the wife slips out a back door, intending to mount her white horse and escape. She pauses. She stands in the flap of the tent and looks down upon her wounded husband, or giero, and discovers then and there that s that he 1s; ioved him ali the time loves him, brute discovers in fact that she has She does not flee to England. She re- mains, takes off her hat, and nurses the sheik back to health, and they depart hap- pily from the tent in a later sequence, at t f avan three miles long, re- turn to Bar Harbor or Lond and s¢ down to peaceful matrimony in a marble palace with seventy-five front steps, and ttle fountains splashing in the sitting room. This isthe regular time-tried s , as anyone will recognize, and you can heik photo- see how silly it would be to tamper with the plot. This was the story hewed out by Baron Ward in his Continuity Number 1 approved by the studio before the company departed for Algiers. When the desert-seeking unit, led by Director Sims, arrived in Algiers, the mem- bers of the company were pleasantly housed for a few days at the Splendid Hotel, and James gave himself over to a thorough examination of Continuity Number 2 which contained the authentic picture of he intended to tell > maoht at t ff,’ he remarked to > will go back to America with he-man knock-out.” it, boss,’ answered Baron usly pleased to know last, after twelve years of honest } i was to have a scenario translerres as Jimmy’s and forth- Continued from Page 19 with the leading man appeared, clad purple suit of clothes, white shoes « Lor skin and a striped vest tl 4 all West Algiers into a t e paused languidly in the tne directorial bedroom, which overlooked the teeming city, or jehiad “Let your whiskers grow," ordered Jimmy in his usual voice of authorit glancing at his star “Who?” asked Aubrey, not believir his ears You,” said Jimmy “What for? Me let my whiskers grow What for?’ “Because I say “In the first place,” rejoined Mr. Au brien in a freezing tone Vv so I don't know whether they would grow if 1 wanted them to, and in the second place, I don’t want them to and won't stand for it.’ “Oh, yes, you w 1! You'll grow your whiskers or you'll go home Do you know what a sheik looks like?”’ ‘I ought to. And you know I know “You do not. You have been playing drug-store sheiks for a long time, and now you change. If you are in this picture at all, which I doubt, you are going to look ike a real, honest-to-Absalom sheik, and not any mamma’s darling.” Mr. Aubrien sneered. ‘“‘Have you gone ‘Who do you think } i insane?”’ he inquired. you are, to be telling me how to play a sheik? I played them before you came and I'll be playing them after you’re gone. And what about my public? Do you think m admirers want to see me on the screen looking like a hobo? The director remained calm. ‘‘ No mat- ter what they want or what you want, they are going to get a real sheik. Nostudiocan stop me this time, for they can’t reach me, and I am going to give the people of America an authentic piece of work.” “And disgrace me—make a fool out of Aubrey Aubrien! **A sheik,’ “is a dirty-faced desert rat who wears de- * continued the director gently, funct overalls, steals discarded food, never takes a bath, and sleeps with his camel And that’s you, Mr. Aubrien, if you w pardon my saying so.” “Not in a thousand years! the man who has thrilled young girls every- where, and who was the first male to wear a red sash in Califorr ] f belt. notly rephed ia in lieu of a leather You refuse to obey my orders?” Jimmy inquired. “Certainly, because you’ve gone crazy. Do you think See & Kay will stand for such nonsense ?”’ “Too late for See & Kay. I'm doing this on my own. And you are through with the job, hereby and now. I have no further use for you in Behold the Sheik, so you can re irn to America on t about Algiers, if you desire, or hang you th e next boat, loiter self to the first lamp-post Mr. Aubrien retired from the scene, slightly disgruntled, and Director Sims went happily about the business of making his first motion picture free from studio ir Baron Ward concluded his ey Continuity Number his leader regarding details “We where,” ‘Don’t worry about that. We’ and the more murderous he is, the better See if they’ve got any employment agencies terference ind conferred wit} 1ave to hunt us up a sheik some- ne sa d | get one, in this town.” Mr. Ward found that Algiers, West A giers and Algiers Junction were all wit! t agencies of any sort; but in the end, ar within the week, it was Baron who strode e lobby of the S; endid Hotel, le ing by the arm a gentleman named Had el-Salim, a soiled, bew! and faint odorous son of the desert In prowling about Algiers with an open eye, Baron had chance a nto the Spler lid Theater rw would be the Gem Movies in America, ar THE SATURDAY EVENING POST BEHOLD THE SHEII edhe: cay setae veotuap llamas pretend F ] — Wir ’ \ I r to the A e ne tor ’ ne ‘ t I Baron Wa ‘ } P nm me ) nee ( vw ¢ eo on . i ‘ vant n " ¢ emea eing ’ cit t t Mr. El-Salin ‘ whiske Few t mm. ¢ t r ou me to the : arette , , Iv esert ] W EVE What are 1 i whe “ - ng? Baror ist ne t it the hote ? ¢ { me F s actior What we require most ‘ s a she We are moplete it - a at a PY sa , Yu t i emir.” da had oked afte H educa and in fact sent him al If ] > ~~] a sheik, say no more. I am a sh offers you These e) said Baror n de ht 4 91) Mr. Ward asked several more quest Conveniences and sat ed himself that the Ha w real thing and not a mere bob-up. Het avoiding vvers with ense plate . ind brought the new 1 she y ‘~ . the presence of Jimmy Sims, who was ¢ tN ng the script a final reading and learning to {oe smoke a native desert p pe, or bassoura Here is your sheik,”’ Baron anr yur ! ' , | proudly He hasn't had a bath ; | Boston won the pennant. and he has me | sonally pillaged caravans and murdered t | nmate } Baron,” said Jimn ng wit} n | and looking hard at Ha u have ‘ . - " a big day’s work tod sn exac the type I had in mir What ir name, f¢ Ww — pa Hadji recited his full name Had #i-Salilm- nwar°r- Be eiem, tinguished and ancient Bedouin fan which in the States would roughly trar ( K | into Smith. Sims ok hands heart “You want this »b?”’ he aske ‘Sure,”’ replied the Had “Tlow muc! \ + + ter d a f and ‘ for 1 me }] ere ? + + ‘ fi W hers et Io xe g the imeé the te ( but he neglected t ry oF ‘ i s men were, at t t " nt state i inebdriet ove t ‘ om, or fondou Hi mitted other salient and interesting about himself and his fait il Aral foot W vO nave pertu ed the ( frighte i the i merry ‘ ¢ niption fit Mr. El-Salim wu t : I ind and desert t cat Ss, were al é { itthroat , Sarasa see Key-Tainer whose father, the She Adar-el-Svam. one of the leading pliagers and murderer lax 7 + ?

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character of the enterprise—a motion pic- ture, or djikki, to be made amid the dunes of the desert, a rough, true photoplay of sheik life as it is, and not the frilly passe- menterie concoction usually dished out to the fans. “Perfectly plain to me,” replied Hadji, “‘and I know just where to go.” Willie Hupp, the assistant director, rounded up the members of the cast, who had spent the time in Algiers piously buying slave bracelets, camel’s-hair rugs, water pipes, perfumes, blue veils, teacups and goatskin hats, all of which could have been purchased under the Stars and Stripes for less money. Hadji summoned his merry men and gave orders to sober up and behave, as the future seemed to look bright for little Arab boys. Four days after Baron had stumbled upon El-Salim the film caravan headed down Emir Avenue, Algiers, and out into the trackless Sahara, in the general direc- tion of Oasis Number 31, which, as de- scribed by the sheik, was an ideal spot for the shooting of a motion picture or any- thing else. Oasis 31 lay four hundred miles across the burning sands, or it may have been two hundred, in as much as an Arab mile is only half a mile and sometimes not that. ‘This places us safely out of reach by cable,”’ Sims said. ‘We ought to produce a fine photo drama.” ‘It will be the making of the both of us,’ agreed Baron Ward. It was without question a colorful, ex- cited and slightly scared column that wended its way into the sandy silences. None of the Hollywood persons had ever ridden into a genuine desert before, and the more timid ones left word with the hotel clerk in Algiers, in case anything happened. Those of the Americans that could ride camels rode them; and those that could not, fell off and were prodded back on board by annoyed Bedouins. Sheik Hadji-el-Salim silently led the pa- rade, and his evil-eyed crew of desperadoes flanked the column and saw that nobody escaped. And so, with their faces blistered by the Sahara sun, and sand in their ears, the intrepid makers of genuine movies pro- ceeded apace toward Oasis 31, so-called because it contained sixteen palm trees. The long trek across the desert was ac- complished without casualty and Oasis 31 was reached at ten minutes afternoon on a bright day. Camp was pitched just beyond the water hole, or hezaam. Jimmy swung into immediate action, assisted by Willie Hupp and advised by Baron Ward, whose optimism grew day by day. Cameras were cocked and mounted. The script, Continu- ity Number 2, reeking with red-blooded action, was opened at Scene where a Bedouin sentinel, or jezail, is brutally shot down and kicked off his parapet. Someone handed Jimmy his megaphone and a short conference was held to decide whether it would be night or day. “Where is our sheik?” the director in- quired, glancing about him. All present wondered where their sheik was, for he had been seen a few minutes before taking a long drink of desert whisky, or fatta. Hadji-el-Salim had then drifted slowly toward the sixteen palm trees, where he and his murderers had isolated them- selves, preferring to camp a fair distance away from the white people, or rabahs. ‘He was here a while ago,” said Willie Hupp. “Yes, but where is he now?”’ demanded Jimmy. ‘‘ He will have to learn to be where I want him when I want him.” “There he comes,’’ someone announced. “Isn’t that him?” Jimmy looked up from his scenes, “‘ No,’ he said, “that is not him.” “Oh, yes, it is.”’ “Oh, no, it isn’t.” “Don’t kid me. <9 “I’m not kidding you.’ While this debate was held the Hadji ad- vanced slowly through the sand, for it was the Hadji. February 12,1927 That’s him,” said Willie Hupp. “My He did not literally say “‘My but gave the Hollywood assist- goodness!"’ goodness,” ant directorial translation Short as the time had been, with Jimmy Sims waiting, the son of the desert had shaved. Of all his abundant and clinging hirsute foliage, not asingle strand remained. He strode forward, pleased with himself, wearing a pair of baggy red pants, a pink sash, a silk shirt open at the throat and an Arab hat, or harka. “Well, I'll be a this and a that!” ex- claimed the director, glaring angrily at his new leading man. ‘“‘ What did you go and shave for?” “To get the whiskers off,” said Fl-Salim pleasantly. “‘Why not? Are we not about to begin on this movie?” =" Seataiiaihy we are, and we need your whiskers. The main thing we wanted from you was whiskers. You’re a sheik—a dirty, smelly outcast! “Tut-tut!”’ replied the Hadji, raising a finger. ‘“‘Careful with your talk, Mr. Sims. You are not on a set now. It is true that Iam a sheik, and we are going to make a sheik picture, but if you believe for single instant that you are going to make public show of me’’—here he recited his full name—‘‘and exhibit me to untold millions in the guise of a seedy bum, you are mistaken. I know my bilhanna” onions—‘“‘and I know how a sheik looks in the movies, because heaven knows I have seen enough of them in Algiers at the Splendid Theater.” He paused and looked stern. Ward groaned suddenly. ‘This is a rough epic of desert life,” snapped the director. “‘You are a blood- thirsty villain, fearing neither man nor devil, a Sahara scavenger, the mere sight of whom would throw a young girl into spasms.” “Cease,”

Baron said the sheik, “and let us_ be on with the task. I know more about sheiks than you do, for I am one. Now where are all the lovely costumes?” “We are not going to use the lovely cos- tumes,’’ Sims protested. “All of them,” said El-Salim. “One by one, I wear them all, and some of my own.” ““Never! Nota chance!” “Listen!” said Hadji, momentarily losing his friendly smile and removi from his sash a dagger two feet long and extremely pointed. ‘Are you going to

argue with me? Do you wish me to slit your gizzard open and bury you without pomp? Or do you want to do this jot as I command, me being a sheik on his “test grounds?” The director turned pale and glanced toward Baron Ward. oe it that way,” said Jimmy, “I believe we will do as you say.” ‘That’s the spirit,’ smiled the sheik. ‘Now get duce a movie.” He replaced his dagger and all present your men ready and we'll pro- looked relieved. The motion picture got under way and proceeded at full speed, with Hadji-el-Salim in complete charge Mr. Sims being a mere assistant with no authority whatever. Naturally a villainous fellow, the sheik corrected his faulty fashion, plastered himself with make-up, forced Willie Hupp to cut his hair and goose-grease it in the conventional mode, and even touched up his facial } externals in his own igh spots with Number 3 Rouge. And once made sleek, Hadji looked not unlike any other sheik of motion-picture repute. He was not a particularly good actor, and this in- creased the resemblance. He ransacked the costumes supply and took what he de sired of garments intended to glorify Aubrey Aubrien, and he further insisted that his dissolute Bedouins be appareled properly. The entourage was decked out in white pants, golf shoes, silk shirts, bow ties and haberdashery hats, and took on the general appearance of badly The supply of wai } sunburned extra men

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SATURDAY EVENING POST February 12,1927 ° | Continued from Page 56 treated the ladies and gentlemen with -An aid fo the fourth day of sl ooting, the sheik can- genuine consideration, keeping nothing oe | - celed camera work for the day, sum- the costumes. He escorted the makers of a moned his Arabs, put them back into their real movie back to Algiers, where all took a » working clothes and galloped off into the bath, or heza, and where Jimmy Sims sent eS e V ecover V desert, where he waylaid an inoffensive a pathetic cablegram to California, stating F P a caravan, shot up the defenders and re- that he had finished The Bronze God, such \ turned to Oasis 31 with miscellaneous loot, as it was, and would somebody be good * la including London clothing, prayer rugsand enough to cable cash to bring the company | { from ( olds and nh uenZa two saxophones. and its cans of film home to America i J _ wu 4 In the process of filming The Bronze God Sheik Hadii-E]-Salim shook hands warmly under forced conditions, five caravansinall with the cispirited director and tried to 2 were held up, and news of the outrages cheer him up, offeri filtered into the world’s press, causing inter- time he came to Africa. ig to help again any

national complications and annoying Eu- “You’ve got a h grade movie, my

ropean powers which had signed peace boy,’ he said cheerily. “‘I am not a perfect } | treaties with all bandits and naturally ex- actor, to be sure, but there are worse draw- | ‘pected a quiet summer on the Sahara. At ing pay in many a studio. Good-by and | one tense stage it looked like war between good luck.” t the U. S. A. and somebody else, but that The Sims unit, having been financially was fortunately smoothed out. rescued, proceeded at once to New York Meantime, in far-away America, a soli- Mr. Sims and Mr. Ward paced the deck of tary figure might have been observed drop- the liner and tried to console each other for ping from a train in California. It was the miscarriage of as ambitious an enter- Aubrey Aubrien, formerly in the sheik prise as ever two movie gentlemen planned business. He hurried out to the See & Kay “It only goes to show,”’ mourned the di- Studios and went into conference with four rector, “‘that you cannot do anything new leading officials, including George Lawson, in the movies. When you can’t do it in | the manager. Africa, four hundred miles from a cable, {| ‘Jimmy Sims,” he announced to the as- you can’t do it anywhere.”’ tounded executives, “has gone completely “Tf he had only let us shoot some of ] hay-wire. He dismissed me from the cast. those caravan assaults!"’ groaned Mr ' He has gone into the desert to make what Ward. ‘A couple of those fights were q he calls an epic, using an army of dirty peaches. We might just as well have shot thieves and emirs.”’ this thing in the suburbs of Los Angeles.”’ | a The numb officials demanded details and “Better,” said Jimmy. “I hope his Aubrey explained. camel throws him. This is my last African “Cable him,” shouted the fourth vice picture, and maybe my last one anywhere.” \

Now from Switzerland a safe, natural way to build president, who is forever cabling someone. _ In New York City there was a delay of a : ‘ 3 “Useless,” said Aubrey. “Sims is now week before the See & Kay travelers started up new resistance and stamina —puts you on your far out on the Sahara, making a brutal for sunny California, and Jimmy Sims sat ; feet and brings you new-found Pep and Energy photo drama of blood and bones.” in a borrowed projection room, looked sadly i 8°. ‘ 4 The demoted leading man continued to at his epic and cut it intostory form. Heas- narrate discouraging facts and the gentle- sembled the episodes, pieced them together We offer you a 3-day lest men of the studio looked at one another and eventually had a sheik story—another

} in bewilderment and asked what the busi- Bronze God, with a slick-haired gentleman | || Ch on after drinking It is turning Itsell — nacs was coming to. Nothing like this had kidnaping a beautiful American girl and ' 7 ' ; eee gchige ‘ : RS fc before happened to See & Kay. galloping off to his tent on the desert, | gs * Sy, ‘“* After all,” remarked the general man- where, as always, he treated the lady wit i Quick assimilation follow ager, “‘he may get something. A roaring marked discourtesy until she eventually } natlies w strength and energy. Your melodrama, showing the Arab butchers in fell in love with him and saved him from st t laa etcae +g kly brought to par their crimes, might be a hit.” death, after he had been shot | y atraitorous Hospitals and doctors recommend it Thinking this over, the officials went into caliph. I Ovalt i delightful pure food-drink. In us another conference about something else. Jimmy and his assistant viewed the fin- | aS | > ete ee aE re ae ished product glumly. ‘“‘It isn’t so awful,” I} fl England and |} lonies. During tl “Now,” said Hadji-el- we get med the director, “but it’s the old fi t war it wa sded as a standard ration | ready for the kidnaping.” n r song, another pea in the same old { f \ { rs ‘‘What kidnaping?”’ asked the director, pod.” A few Or me who had been reduced to a mere rag by the “ Anyhow,” said Mr. Ward, “‘we have a { | P heat of the sun and the disrespect of Hadji’s new sheik.”’ | ie « WNinse tha AR Anotnin vercmninnt 2 nomads. “Is there a kidnaping in this?” Thereupon Mr. Sims went back to his Hy > nat See aaek ab anneedl Ee Fr “Oh, yes,”” answered the sheik heartily. hotel and came down with a hard New - os ‘TI know my movies. We will go out first York cold,sothat when his company started 4 ee Re ee icra hets ek es Ce and steal a white horse from a passing for home he was unable to go. He re ENR eh alla ities > caravan. Then I kidnap Miss Henley and mained behind, taking medicine and swear : é. ss ‘ ‘ ride off to my tent upon the desert, and, be- ing, and the sheik outfit rushed into the tg | vorth while, : — on ee Not " : : lieve me, th e boys are fixing me up a tent gallant West, where officials of See & Kay int | i 0 ne speeds recuperation H acti ; ee "the public will love. I am going to have were wait ng. The picture had cost the firm i I 1 : everything in that tent but an elevator. a small fortune and plenty had been spe nt Tt ‘You insist?” faltered Sims. upon the exploitation and advertising of All druggist I Oval “T do,” said the sheik; and before that the new Bronze God. It was announced to | E = e tine in 4 sizes for home us day’s sun had set, Miss Henley, frightened the trade as a true picture of Arab life, a j OvagTi™! - | * Ortheycanmixitforyouat speechless, had been kidnaped and carried portrayal of the Sahara as it is, and not a | 4 the soda fountain. But tolet — off to the tent of the oily-haired scoundrel]. it is usually painted. ] ks you try it we'll senda 3-d Thus advanced the photo drama from day “This photoplay,”’ See & Kay informed \ < , ntroductory package for to day. the world, ‘is a startling innovation, a 1c t ver cost Of pack The tent scenes, it was admitted, were grisly novelty, an epic of the sands and | Just ! peppery, but could be toned down in the oases, W th a real sheik playir g the lead, a i, vith lOcents. eutting; and anyhow, as Mr. Sims indi- veritable devil of the desert, steeped in his ' cated to Mr. Ward, the two principals were own infamy and wanted for pillage by three married; and when you are married in the governments.”’ movies, you can get away with viftually General Manager Lawson sent for Au- | anything up to murder. brey Aubrien and that speckless person iW), s Body In due time The Bronze God was finished. appeared. i There had been plenty of excel‘ent fighting ‘‘Let your whiskers grow,’’ commanded ij 4 on the desert sands, with the sheik’s hairy Mr. Lawson, just as Sims had said weeks im oafs stealing canned goods, horses and and weeks before in Algiers. | phonographs from resisting caravans; but Mr. Aubrien again betrayed astonish- 1 not an inch of this ever crept into the films, ment. “Why?” he asked | 4) for, as the sheik said to Jimmy, fighting “Because you'll need them. Sims has Ph ie

was only part of the day’s work foraromad comé through with a sheik story and the *H and there was no sense in giving the Sihara chances are a thousand to one it will be a 1 a bad name and scaring off tourists. sensation because of its novelty. We wis Strangely enough, Mr. El-Salim r 1 to follow it with a sequel, which I st from murdering employes of See & Kay. probably call The Nephew of the She When thie last shot was in the can all souls You are the nephew, and you ought to loo “hp Send for 3-day test were alive. True, the sheik took as pay- dirtier and more vicious than this present | ment what loose change there was, but he sne Continued on Page 60 |

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST WOODWARD WANGER HOUSEHOLD SERVICE | ee 1. : cage W OODWARD-WANGER Rirabal and stop that leak Here's First Aid for ‘‘Run-Down”’ Bathrooms miata) | FORCE PUMP Replace Those For Speeding Up Worn Seat Bumpers Those Sluggish Drains Sold and used by good plumbers everywhere New Stoppers and Chains Make a Big Difference nd theycost solittle that there’s drain—e {UIPT ed with Woodward-Wanger Co. Philadelphia Oakland, California Chicago,Illinois Orlando, Florida Continued from Page 58 Mr. Aubrien concealed his disgust, walked out and began at once the cultiva- tion of a set of whiskers. On time to the minute, the travel-stained wayfarers arrived in the home town, minus Sims, and automobiles carried the com- pany out to the studio of See & Kay, where a brief reception followed. Willie Hupp de- livered the cans of precious film to Mr. Lawson. Baron Ward went dismally to his office, merely stating, in answer to ques- tions, that he believed they had a commer- cial picture. At two in the afternoon the organization officially viewed the result of four months’ work away from home and the projection room was filled. Everyone connected with See & Kay hurried to behold the wonders of the Sahara and to see for the first time a brutal tale of Bedouin adventure, a thriller with actual nomads. Baron Ward remained away from the viewing. “I don’t feel any too good,” he said. “‘You get a fever over there, and it leaves you shaky.” So when the machine began to hum in the dim light of the pro- jection room, Baron Ward went quietly home to see if his radio batteries had died in his absence. Seating themselves in the comfortable leather chairs for which projection rooms are renowned, the executives of See & Kay murmured in polite anticipation. Presi- dent See sat beside Vice President Kay, with Mr. Lawson near by. Directors, cameramen, script writers, cutters, super- visors, gag men and cthers hurried in and sat down, waiting to see for the first time on American soil what a sheik looked like in the pursuit of his daily affairs. The first gasp of astonishment escaped from persons present at four minutes after two, Pacific time, when Sheik Hadji-el- Salim rode into the picture and was intro- duced in a temporary title. The spectators beheld a handsome swarthy person, about thirty-five, with jet-black hair and make-up February 12,1927 under hiseyes. His costume seemed vaguely familiar to all. “Would that be the sheik?” inquired President See. “It says he is,’’ replied Vice President Kay. “Well, I'll be dog-goned!” said the presi- dent. “So this is the homicidal bandit that nearly got us into a war! He looks like an extra man.” The photo drama unwound itself. “When does the murdering begin?”’ offi- cials asked one another. ‘Where is this pillage and rapine?”’ “Thirty thousand dollars wasted in ad- vertising,’’ announced Mr. Kay. ‘Look at the position it puts us in with the trade!” A subdued audience watched The Bronze God for its entire length, and saw the dauntless sheik gallop away with his inno- cent victim and rush through a complete standard photo drama, beloved by the pub- lic, but not new. The showing ended at 3:45. “Tt isn’t so bad,”’ they agreed. “It’s just fair. Thank heavens the oasis is new, any- how.” “Tt will get over,”’ the general manager predicted. ‘But I can see now that we did 10t need to send to Africa for such stuff. We could get all this up at Oxnard and save a hundred thousand dollars.” They filed out solemnly into the pleasant sunshine, talking over the revision of cer- tain plans. A lone figure hurried down the long walk from the gateway. It was Au- brey Aubrien and his cultivated beard, ready to play the sheik’s nephew. “Pardon me,” he said to the president. “T just received your message. What was it you wanted?” The president stared grimly at the star, who had begun to look like an Airedale. “Go home and shave,” he said. “ look terrible.” “Or as the Arabs would say,” added Willie Hupp, who never liked Aubrien any- how, “get rid of them bum faddhlings.” You fl CHANCE IN THe CALCUTTA Continued from Page 29 Olympian prize—the Blue Riband of the turf.’ Even in my time it has survived the most revolutionary changes. When the American jockeys established the custom of riding at top speed from post to box, they knocked ten seconds off the time record in as many years; they converted the race into a knock-out. It’s against all reason to ask young three-year-olds to carry 126 pounds over such a track, as races are ridden now. But we all do it, and we are converting the Thoroughbred into an infant prodigy, good for two seasons of racing at the most. And the old traditions have gone, with the old landowning families which have been squeezed out of it by death duties and taxes. The winning strains of blood have passed into the hands of men who breed for public auction instead of their own racing stables. So you buy your Derby winner at the sales. And now come these huge sweepstakes prizes, changing the whole character of the betting. I am quite prepared to see the Cal- cutta prize reach £100,000 one day, and I hardly like to think what that might mean.” The forecast was realized much sooner than the owner could ever have dreamed. The lucky man who drew Coronach, winner of the Epsom Derby of 1926, in the Cal- cutta sweepstakes, received a check for more than $500,000, and his chance had cost him no more than four dollars. On the same race two pools were conducted by the London Stock Exchange, each paying a first prize of $250,000. The Baltic Ex- change, mainly concerned with lumber, had also a $250,000 prize; and on a smaller scale there were scores and hundreds of substantial prizes won in the race. Further along the diminishing line of money value, every club and pub and office building and factory had its own little pool, with sub- scribers who would not think of betting with a bookmaker, and would not know how. It is the literal truth that millions of persons obtained a personal and financial interest in the Epsom Derby through these sweepstakes. Which explains why the race is more than ever the Darby, while all other Derbies are no more than Durbies. One point my owner had overlooked, not being a newspaper man; namely, that the sweepstakes prizes have provided the race for the Derby with a new type of romance, just when all the traditional romances at- tached to the race in the nineteenth century seemed to have evaporated. But before going into that, it may be as well to make clear what he meant when he prophesied that the sweepstakes prizes would change the whole character of the Derby betting. On the eve of a recent Derby I received a telephone message from a newspaper to which I was contributing with some regu- larity, to the effect that ymmebody had called at the office desiring most urgently to see me, and would I ring him up at his hotel? The name was unknown to me, but | got in touch with him, and finally went to his hotel. He was a Yorkshireman, asturdy old farmer with a flower in his buttonhole and a burr in his speech, and he knew of me by reading some of my writings. He had drawn the favorite in the Calcutta sweep, and some local oracle had told him that he could profitably hedge some part of his interest. He himself knew nothing of su matters, and was acquainted with nobody who did; moreover, he had a profound dis- trust of Londoners. But I had pleased him with some writing about the Doncaster St. Leger in which I had knocked the Epsom Derby into a cocked hat, and perhaps | would help an old chap with a bit of advice, like. His horse stood in the betting lists at odds of 3 to 1, and it was estimated that the (Continued on Page 62

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though the weather be wintry your welcome is warm BEE REREE AERIAL ks CO RE ugeronnne—YUUGERHIION NE a —_ => = = Sa Ut ‘ ‘= hes cose esha, . uN POW ye vo ae Suita ATRONS often use, to describe The Benjamin Franklin, such good, old-fashioned terms as friendly and homelike. Here they find warm, per- sonal welcome; a cheerful, genial atmosphere; a spirit of willing service; an at-home comfort and restfulness. Some good friends say that our greatest achieve- ment is the maintaining of this rare, traditional hospitality in a hotel so large and so modern. Patrons are always impressed as well with all that their money will purchase here. Room rates com- mence at four dollars, and every room has its own bath. THE BENJAMIN FRANKLIN PHILADELPHISL Chestnut at Ninth Street DIRECTION af We i™ (Lmeeripte)) SUD i, OF AMERICA - Uperating the argest chain of modern, fire proof hote!s in the world v emi THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Continued from Page 60 Calcutta prize would be $300,000. He was ready to sell half his chance if he could get a fair price. Obviously, the first thing to ascertain was the amount such a share was worth, and I took him to an actuary to find | out. The question propounded was some- thing like this: ‘‘ Here is a ticket entitling the owner to $300,000 if the favorite should win the Derby, to $150,000 if he is second, and to $75,000 if he is third. The betting is 3 to 1 against his winning, and even money against his filling either of the minor places. Estimated on that basis, what is the cash value of one-half the ticket?”’ While the actuary was making his calcu- lations I managed to get on the wire to the owner of the favorite, but he was not in the market for what we had to sell. At his sug- gestion, I switched to one of the leading firms in the bookmaking line; and was in- formed that they often laid off sweepstake money, but did their business with a financial agent whodealt with ticket holders. To this agent I took my Yorkshireman, who was now provided with the actuary’s esti- mate. And the first, last and only offer we got was approximately one-third of the estimated value of our goods. ‘Let me tell you what your position is,”’ the agent said, when we demurred. ‘‘ You are like a man with an outsize diamond and only twenty-four hours in which to sell it. The odds are a million to one against his finding a customer for that sort of thing in time. His only course is to go to the man who knows how to handle such a deal, and take what he can get. Especially as, in your case, the odds are that in twenty-four hours the thing will turn out no diamond at all, but just a hunk of worthless glass.”’ For some reason that made the York- shireman boil over. ‘“‘Dommed if I don’t ask a blessing over the whole leg of mut- ton!”’ he roared. “I'll stand pat, Mister Whoozit; so take me where we can have summat to drink, and get the taste of this chap out of our mouths.” His resolution once taken, nothing could move him from it. He had a pound or two laid by against a rainy day, he said, and he wasn't going to be bilked by any Londoner with a dial like six o’clock. He went down to Epsom with me to see the race—a ghastly business. The favorite behaved like a mad horse, delaying the start a full twenty minutes; and was not only badly off, but declined to go near the leaders at any stage of the race. I could only regret the actuary, without whose intervention some decent stake might have been saved from the wreckage. New Style Derby Romances But: ‘ Let’s find summat to drink,” said the man from Yorkshire; and having mopped up a large tumbler of champagne, he passed his only comment upon the tragedy. “‘So that’s the so-called Epsom Da-a-arby!”’ he sneered, and shaking me by the hand, stumped out of the stand, in- tent on catching the first northward train. The facilities for marketing what may be either a giant diamond or a hunk of glass have been widely extended since then. The holder of the lucky number in the 1926 Cal- cutta sweepstakes had more than $50,000 salted away on the morning of the race, having disposed of three-fourths of his in- terest for that sum. He added another $125,000 when his horse won, and would have done quite well had he got only second or third place. But if his horse had finished in the rear of the field, he was still $50,000 ahead of the game. The speculators who bought from him purchased interests in other horses also, buying in at prices which gave them a liberal margin over the odds of the betting market, into which they pro- ceeded to throw their money One big bookmaker estimated that anything up to $500,000 of sweep money, on each of the most fancied Derby runners, came into the betting ring to be parceled out in small lots to the general public. It w too much, } and prices extended as the race drew nearer Three minutes before the start longer odds February 12,1927 were on offer against most of the field than could have been obtained three months he fore. Backers of the winner, who had bet in the winter months, only got odds of 3 to 1, while on the day of the race his backers could be obliged with 11 to 2. Winter betting on the Derby of 1927 is a dead letter, though dummy quotations are pa- raded. Owing to the big sweepstakes prizes there is nothing whatever to be gained now by anticipating the day of the race, But the public owes a big debt to the sweepstakes for supplying a new style in Derby romances, just when all the old tradi- tional ones has petered out. Gone are the young squire and his foal colt from the old mare, the last of the famous strain which had been in the family for generations. The young squire can no longer enter him as a yearling, and back him in the yearling books at the long odds of 100 to 1, and so save the dear old home. The yearling books are a thing of the past, like the sin- ister person who steals into the stable and clumps the favorite on the knee bone with a coke hammer. It wouldn’t be worth the while of the evil bookmaker to pay a five pound note for the service. Five out of every six Derbies in this twentieth century go to business millionaires, few of whom bet; and the public heart does not leap, even when a millionaire adds a little to his pile by a raid on the betting ring. A 125,000 to | Shot Recent Derbies have only provided an occasional purple spot, as when King Ed- ward's Minoru was greeted with est shout I ever heard, or when Lord Derby broke a family run of ill luck in the family race, after more than a century of Derby failures. There was romance when the pretty filly Signorinetta won at 100 to 1, and the Chevalier Ginistrelli, the lovable old Italian nobleman who bred, owned and trained her himself, went out to lead her n, dressed in an astonishing baggy tweed suit, crowned with a straw gardening hat King Edward sent for him promptly, and in that astonishing get-up the fine old gen tleman received the royal congratulations with perfect self-possession, while hundreds of thousands looked on and cheered. But as a rule, the public would care no more what won the Derby than any other big race, if it were not for the interest in the big sweep prizes. In these the | have a knack of falling into the right hands—girls in hat shops or struggling radesmen—and the crowd is able to share their hopes and fears. The millions can enter into the feelings of the lucky ind vidual who, for four dollars, has won a prize ten times as large as the which the horses race, and brought off ar amazing 125,000 to 1 chance. It is not by deliberate intention that the Calcutta prize has mounted to such a fig ure, but rather in spite of all the efforts made by the Calcutta Club to keep it check. The sahibs of the club never had any intention of running anything in thi and 1 the great- — IKeLY horses stake for nature of a public lottery, : ually devising restrictions upon the distr are contin bution of chances. Otherwise, there seem: no reason why the prize should not reach the figure of $5,000,000 instead of $500,000, for the demand for chances is world-wide In the first place chances are only issued to members of the Calcutta Club, a rule most strictly observed. At first the fame of the sweep was spread beyond the Indian fron tier by army men and by the horse buyer who supply India with English and Aus- tralian race horses. Then the busin houses in Britain which have deali: India were made aware of a strong demand s wit! for chances in the Calcutta, and nowadays the sweepstakes is an important factor in greasing the wheels of Anglo-Indian busi ness. The Indian house which cannot supply its regular customers with chances in the Caleutta is likely to feel a draft ver | 1.) quickly; many of these establ Continued on Page 64 q 4 | ‘ i {

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST a - *% - { ‘% © 1 ; , : in LONG before the mists have lifted from the affected by forces over which he has as litth of knowledge. The tastes of farmers have i valleys, he is at work . . . harness creaking control —the inexorable laws of supply and de sharpened by magazines and newspapers sharply in the early stillness . . . blackbirds mand, the convolutions of politics, or distur they know and want most modern conve He] hopping far behind, cameo-clear in the early bances in labor or transportation. Their standards of living are high rT} light . . . long furrows turning smoothly in a There is more money invested in farming receptive to labor-saving devi i measured arch and fall of brown earth ... un- than in all other industries combined. At this manding the pleasures and « locking the fields, opening the earth to the mel- moment some of this money is returning a profit, | metropolitan neighbor: Thess lowing sun and the awakening rains of spring and some is not. Parts of the farming districts sold to the farm market qi And then — harrowing, planting, cultivating, are prosperous, other parts are not. There may of it where ther 1 harvesting, marketing . . . perhaps! be lean harvests in this state, and full measures them And hundred | For the farmer takes chances that few business in the next. The staple crop of a section may b« have this money men take. Cotton, corn, or wheat belt . . . or- produced in such volume that its price drops it this summer \) W i) chards, dairies, cattle, or market gardens . . too low to return a profit. Yet other diversified ire they \ i i] every man who goes to the earth for a living crops in the same section may be so valuabl ‘How can I reach tl e are qu knows that his year’s profit may be wiped out that the section as a whole is prosperous, and that an ver be al iy in a night by hail, in a week by water, or in a likely to return a profit to the advertiser. answer witl viftnes iy month by insect pests. And even when his prod- Making advertising to the farm market pay ittempts to unlock, f {| ' uce goes to market, the reward of his work is the advertiser is now, more than ever, a matter treasures of the N. W. AYER G&G SON rADVERTISING HEADQUARTERS, PHILADELPHIA NEW YORK BOSTON CHICAGO SAN FRAN(¢ C4

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Rubbers All styles Trade Mark and sizes for men, women and children EVENING POST (Continued from Page 62 have recourse to members of the club for a block of 1000 numbers at a time. A cus- tomer who wants 100 may get ten or twenty, as a favor; and as a favor, he passes them on, one at a time, very often in the way of business. The holder of a chance has no documentary evidence of any kind; he simply pays his money and is told a number, which he notes in his pocket- book. The absence of any ticket confines transactions in the chances to persons of accepted good faith, and on the basis of good faith the enormous prestige of the Calcutta is firmly established. The draw takes place in Calcutta a few days before the Derby. It includes all the horses left in the race after the second for- feit; and in addition to the big prizes in 1926 some eighty non-starters drew prizes of something like $5000 each. The news reaches the holders of lucky tickets in a curiously roundabout fashion. Each mem- ber of the club knows what numbers have passed through his hands and where they have gone. If a lucky number is among 1000 he sent to an English house, he cables, announcing the fact. The house passes the news on to the customer, who probably purchased the ticket among a number, and he in turn passes it on to the fortunate individual who holds the lucky ticket. The press contents itself with pub- lishing the numbers which have drawn the four or five horses considered most likely to win the race; then, at the beginning of Derby Week, there is a newspaper hue and cry after fortune’s favorites. A Glass Diamond My own collection of sweepstakes stories includes that of a man who had drawn the third horse and a prize of $75,000 without knowing anything about it until twenty- four hours after the race had been run. Then he discovered his good fortune in the evening papers. He had missed all the thrills—the sleepless night spent in antici- pating the giant prize, the frantic efforts to hedge a due proportion of his chance, the thrill of watching the race, or of waiting at home for the result. When I interviewed him he was not disposed to complain on that score; he said that the man who sold him his chance had been away from home, and so had failed to pass the news along, but he was just as glad. But his trouble for the moment lay in dealing with the co- lossal pile of letters the postman had brought him that morning—the beginning of an avalanche of correspondence. I vol- unteered to help him, and it was worth the labor. All the charities appear to have or- ganized for sweepstakes winners, and there were some hundreds of personal letters from institutions of every kind. I agreed with him when he tore them all up. The writers designated them appeals, but most of them seemed to have graduated in a school which specialized in writing sinister and threatening letters without actually exceeding legal bounds. The rest of the correspondence was more amazing still. All the people he knew, and most of those he didn’t, had taken the trouble to suggest all the foolish things a man could possibly do with such a windfall. I was not sur- prised when he gave it up, saying he would just buy mother a diamond ring and open a branch of his business in a promising suburb upon which his eye had long been tixed That post bag made me understand the unexpected behavior of all the sweepstakes winners who came under my ken. The man who breaks the bank at Monte Carlo is usually found a few months later cadging from the administration his fare home. The hero of the big double—Cesarewitch and Cambridgeshire ends up by tipping win- ners in the silver ring. But though I kept tabs on a number of Calcutta winners, I failed to unearth one instance of a disas- trous sequel. The rush of strangers eager to ease them of their winnings and the pre- posterous s« hemes suggested seem to have proved a wholesome warning in every case. February 12,1927 The one reckless gesture was made by a stenographer in a Liverpool insurance office, to whom somebody presented a chance in the first Calcutta sweepstakes after the war. The ticket drew a horse, but it was the second string of the stable; it stood at a long price in the betting, and the stable jockey had chosen to ride the stable's other nominee. Nevertheless, the stable’s outsider won; and by a curious coincidence the same jockey, riding for another stable in the very next Derby, repeated his disas- trous mistake. He had the choice of two mounts, both of which he knew well by riding them at exercise and in races, and he got off the winner to ride the loser. A com- mentary upon the value of jockeys’ tips! However, the stenographer had been unable to hedge a penny of her prize, and became entitled to $180,000. She was typing a letter when the result was made known to her, and finished the job before she made any comment. Then she said, “How nice!” and raided the petty cash for the price of afternoon tea and chocolate cake and bilious pastry for the whole staff. After that she wrote her resignation. On every Derby Day tea flows like water in that office, and the girl stenographers and bookkeepers may eat as much angel cake and as many chocolate éclairs as they please, at the expense of their former col- league who struck it lucky. Among the hard-luck stories of the Cal- cutta, some people award first prize to an incident which the principal claims was not a hard-luck story at all. A few years before the war the winner of the Epsom Derby was disqualified in favor of the sec- ond horse, an event without an exact par- allel in the annals of the race, extending over a century and a half. Craganour, which finished first, was deposed for Abo- yeur, a 100 to 1 outsider which hunted the even-money favorite home. But before the objection flag was hoisted the judge’s first placings were cabled all over the world. A needy army captain, waiting for the re- sult in an Indian club, walked swiftly to the cable office and sent a message to a girl in England. “Have drawn Craganour in the Calcutta; will you come out and marry me?’’ Anhour later he returned to the club and saw the amended result— his diamond had turned into a hunk of glass. It was too late to withdraw his cable, but the girl would realize that the circumstances had changed since he sent it. She would understand, just as she had understood his feelings while he was on leave in England, and had known why he had gone away without declaring them. So all he could do was to wait for the answer, which arrived next day. ‘‘Am catching the next boat. Mistake makes no difference; am very, very happy.”’ The two people most con cerned declare that it was the best bit of luck which has ever befallen them, and they must certainly know. Two Winners in the Race There were innumerable curious sequels to the disqualification of Craganour which have nothing to do with the sweepstakes, but have their own interest. A colleague of mine, very busy, and also very hard up, gave his last fifty dollars to a friend to be invested on Craganour at even money, be- cause the income-tax man had to be satis fied on the following day. The friend, find ing the betting ring in Tattersall’s like one big dog fight, strolled across the track to the Hill, the space inclosed by the track, to which there is free admission, of whicl 250,000 spectators annually avail them- selves on Derby Day. There he found a trustworthy bookmaker and made his bet. Craganour won all right, but when the red flag was hoisted to signify an objection, the owner of the bet became much disturbed. He happened to see the owner of the second horse in the weighing inclosure, and promptly asked him the grounds of the ob- jection ‘I have laid no objection,” he was in- formed. ‘‘The stewards are acting on their Continued on Page 66)

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He just couldn’t sell Continucd from Page 64 own initiative, possibly because of some- thing they observed in the course of the The inference was almost inevitable, and the income-tax man seemed farther away than from being satisfied. But the racing writer rose to the occasion. He sent his commissioner into Tattersall’s ring with instructions to bet $100 on credit, taking any price offered against the second horse. The bookmakers were only too ready to hedge on the objection, for their books were full of the even-money favorite, but pre- sented blank columns for the 100 to 1 out- Odds of 5 to 1 were obtained; and then the commissioner remembered a bet- tl } sider. ng rule which applies, as far as I know, only to Epsom. Out on the Hill, where they are remote from all sources of official infor- mation, the bookmakers pay no attention to object ions or anytl ing of the kind. They pay on the first horse past the post and have done with it. The commissioner col- lected $100 on Craganour just before his disqualification was announced, when he collected another $500 on Aboyeur; re- turning to the press box in time to congrat- ulate a very worried friend upon winning on two winners in the same race, and that race the Epsom Derby. Word -of:Mouth Betting I hope I have made it clear that a chance in the Calcutta can only be acquired as a THE SATURDAY EVENING POST British institutions which every true Briton must support. A genera- tion or two ago there was a recognized method which guided the non-racing Briton when he went into the betting market to acquire an interest in the one horse race which he recognized. “My father always had his sovereign on Lord Falmouth’s colors,” I was told by an old gentleman who had drawn a horse in the Calcutta. ‘‘Of course I should do the same, but the Falmouth colors are not seen So I take a chance in the Calcutta every year, having no Derby fancy of my own.”’ That system of backing horses was con- ceived in the same spirit as the rule of Eng- lish racing which decrees that when an owner dies all the nominations of his horses for future events become null and void. The rule dates back to a period when every landowning family had its own strain of blood, and brood mares were as jealously conserved as the Arabs conserved the when there was something intimately per- sonal to a man in the horses he had bred from the family strain, and local and feudal reasons provided the Englishman with his fancy for the Derby. The rule persists, and a little of the senti- ment behind it, but not much. The entry for the Derby of 1928 was recently pub- lished in the Racing Calendar and, internationally, the most representa- tive entry ever made for the Derby or any other horse race. An American oil king old-fashioned on a race course nowadays. the largest February 12,1927 say that Epsom was a very sportin’ track; and that the Derby, transferred to New market, would be no more t} ] an any otner important race on the calendar. The lat- ter part of this was probably very true; at least, it is certain that the Derby will con- tinue to be run on Epsom Downs—the greatest race in the world decided on one of the world’s worst tracks. In token whereof the old stand has been pulled down—the stand which so many ancient prints of priz Derbies ornaments its and icture Day Derby e opener and a costly up-to-date str will be ready for the next Derby crowd. That stand was one of the traditions, almost as effective an ey to the stranger as the tol track. It was probably designed by Oliver Crom- well, who is said to have ved the original idea of racing horses up and down a3 concel the Epsom slopes. Only a very few people knew where to find the few places in which a complete view of the race Derby could be obtained, it from for the but many have themselves in its dark passages and multitudinous drinking and have been carried up and down its spiral s lost bars l } 1 by the fighting crowds whic every artery of the building. But the track survives—the track which infallibly causes » ask, ‘Do racegoers from other countries t ] a] they really race down there?” A New Actor on the Downs How much the Calcutta and other big nominates a dozen or more French-bred yearlings; and as many are entered from the Irish stud of an Indian rajah. Long lists are credited to the names of African I er haps it’s comedones : ji ouldn’t figure it out. He | & knew his saies talk was good, privilege—a point which hundreds of thou- sands of the unprivileged never seem to grasp. In the month of May Calcutta fever sets in, with frantic efforts on the pools have helped toward giving the old race course a perpetual lien on the big race \ is hardly recognized, but it is certain that the sweepstakes will be more popular now ye in't Jet him get part of those who do not know the ropes to mining magnates; while Argentine ranchers than ever. For a tax upon betting has wail ae thine olf os coon get hold of a Calcutta chance by hook or by are repres¢ nted by stock bred in South complicated the relations between book- } ) os ; crook. Writers on racing topics find it Americato English time,months beforethe makers and the public, who have not been i 3 Bone WES 8 eee necessary to print a black-letter notice at natural foaling period south of the equator. satisfied by the assured steps taken by the \| | nh he uttke suspected 1€ was the foot of their columns, explaining that The British defenders of the race are layers of odds to pass the whole of the i 4 ’ } they cannot supply information about the mostly connected with big business—ship- burden along to those who back horses. | | t ( ffer from come purchase of sweep chances orenterintoany ping, whisky, and so forth—though the old Licenses have been issued to 10,000 book- 4 e for bl correspondence on the subject. tradition is well represented by the Earl of makers, and the fear of a suspended license ii \ e, yo ot eve The unfilled demand for chances natu- Rosebery, who has won more Derbies than has checked the business of illegal cash } SEND THIS FOR opens rally the way for swindles of all kinds, one of which resulted in the discon- tinuance of the tickets the Calcutta Club at one With a printing plant ngenious flooded England with forged tickets, taking care to avoid the numbering system followed on the genuine The fraud was discovered, never- theless, and the club had recourse to the number system, which seems to work well. One might buy a printed ticket from any- body, but one has to know something about the vender of a number imparted by word of mouth only time issued. CTOOKS tickets. The law keeps a benevolent eye upon all and there seems to be no nterference so long as they are these big pools, danger of confined to the Epsom Derby and are con- the scrupulous lines of the Cal- cutta. An instance of the vigilance exer- example of the line to be furnished when a Derby sweep- a workingmen’s aucte d on ed, and an drawn, was take was pre moted by ub. Chances in this venture were readily obtainable, and many thousands had been sold when the police interfered and stoppe d the sale of tickets. There was a great out- ct that one law existed for the downtrodden iuthorities turned a tion came when the hasers of tickets got their money back, substantial deduction had been refund. All criticism was for though there was no sugges- lishonest administration, the pay- the ior a very made from the suienced commissions and other push- ing methods were revealed. It was clear that the line was drawn at a sweep open only to members of a club and their friends, while a venture in which chances were of- fered to strangers and outsiders would not ee ree he law could confine club sweepstakes ry narrow limits, and that would he if any determined attempt were made by clubs to run them on commercial nes, or to exploit any other race than the Derby is one of the any other living man, and the Earl of Derby, whose ancestor founded the race. But the one-time patrons of the Epsom Derby—the dukes and earls of the Jockey Club—are content, as a rule, to follow the example of King George, and to supply one or two entries only. It is a list which shows why the feudal Englishman can no longer mold his Derby fancy on tradition or local interest, but must invest his sovereign in the Calcutta. The Derby Remains at Epsom Tradition, and the support of the Derby by the general public as against the racing public, saved the Derby race for Epsom when the hold of that ancient course upon the race seemed to be slipping. During the war Epsom track was closed, and a substi- tute for the Derby was decided each year at Newmarket, the headquarters of racing in England. trainers were quick to notice that winners of these sub- Owners and stitute races went on to fresh triumphs, un- affected by an ordeal which has long been tinged with disaster at Epsom. Between 1908 and 1925 no winner of the Epsom Derby won a subsequent race of any im- Some of them could others smirched their repu- portance. not be trained agai tations; one even dropped dead a week or two after making the great effort. There was talk of taking the race to Newmarket, but the sentiment of the British public was A whole host put outraged by the suggestion. of peo] le, little keenly interested in the Derby, rose up to interested in racing betting in city streets. The tax on bet- ting turnover was estimated to produce a revenue of $25,000,000 but the first month of its operation yielded only $750,000. The slump may be only porary matter, but betting has been more difficult, so that the dabblers will turn the big sweeps. The Calcutta and the others have cer- tainly turned the Der Day spot] upon a new kind of actor in the drama of Epsom Downs. Last Derby; mally wet, and, like everybod work on the course, I got soaked to the The traffic which choked the roads to a year, more re: ioht en skin. London made a delay of two hours before I got home There I was gree ted by a cnorus of ir q * ‘Who won the Dert 5 ‘Lord Woolavington, with Coronac} one of the grandest colts I’ve seen for mar a year. He simply 7 “i. no! What a shame! We wanted the girl in the hat shop to win.” ‘I'd like to change my wet things, if you don’t mind. The girl in the hat shop has done very well for herself, just the same. “But you said “T was talking about Derby, but you seem t the Calcutta sweep. Th third horse, and says she i as soon as she can get “Then why didn’t you say so at first? As if an} 1 old horse!” Yes, I'd forgotten for the moment that the owner and the trainer have become only Derby story. What the publi: name and photograph of the Calcutta win- ner It wants to know the of the the owner's intentions ‘body cared about who ¢ and the Jockey secondary figures in the wants is the number lucky chance, and about spending the money, any facts helpful to have decided to emulate the perfe Derby Day together with and circumstances ely to br some millions of people who rmance round. comes

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laying and dancing smile that u Was | botl he sa giving him a made me dissatisfied with them I'd been a-gett t’s a-going to be to me and you won't come nowheres near t i sill, and then Johnny started up } yrdion and they sailed off. t was after the ball was over and many at was broken that I two-three of the boys me for after all the took it, in if I was in the mind that I was yesterday evening, a good excitement. Bill same for a little sedative to fix Just before I had comes and allows that

orum of that dull-care re- mover, just to celebrate, as Johnny had 1@ music and forgot to hand him his and he'd f for it ng, Bill?” I

asked Im, en we and healths and bright and ruby lips wheresoever they may minute ‘The next be on me, if Al will take an order on lol nny and if that doesn’t vin] inked mysterious, our

later he says, do the trick, » it as many as it takes.’ inaccustomed to public ample, and the next thing he had me by the arm and was lead- ing me to a table away from the maddening throng, and then he says ina hoarse whisper, “Did you notice the lady you danced the Irish trot with?” ‘Seems like I did, sort of,’’ I answered ‘I noticed that she was a lady,”’ I says, reproving him for mentioning her in a of iniquity, as the Reverend Hancher lled it. But it was too delicate for Bill, o only stretched across the table and grabbed my hand and a ’s what she is, Being, as I said, drinking, the two wa SINK 100k it vigorous. I “*a lady. She’s the lady I’m celebrating meeting up with. Yes, sir, you rung the bell that time. She’s a lady from the top of her head to the soles of her feet, which carpets ain't any too good for them to tread on. A Anybody could tell that by just look- let alone dancing and conversing with her like you and me done. They’d see she was a lady and not paint-daubed

he says- lady ing at her,

no greasy hide-currying iaw. You know what she is, besides being a lad) She's a dressmaker, and she gets two dolla ind a half for every day he wo nd all the wo he wants. Two a i! ind a Na ia ! Just thir of t t! And mone nthe bank now! Think | t ill to I told him It f oat v isiness nor your | o sure of that,”’ he sa [wo d i ind a half ad ought to s'port a in 1 V and ease and sne es to work. She told me she just loved making dresse told her that when worl ymie alor | i! That weing square, ain't it? We ne re mn I never thought of ma 4 t t the me I now have had to istle irder ft n the eve aone ist as ol they w tied up, and from ther inti the 1 i Ms clump on ! comnr t's wor wo worl A little of it would be gc for you,” I i And now I'm going to bed,” | told hin But he iught me by the Ce VE [t e other way around though when is alent a crecosiion °7 Therein No W bout nothing and no work whatso eve ur ood company and a smiling lace aman when he comes home And she wouldn't be like that pup I had, about the fiddle Sne loves it And an- other thing You mean t i ou t Y ou get to marry tnat la L sa i not” , , _? » > } ft l But it wasn’t but a couple of weeks or so after that when the

new sensation come. Bill and Belle had rented the Art Williams house on Prospect Avenue and was a-moving in furniture. Yes, sir, they f ed or y here, and they was now a-st ng at Fred Willor’s hotel unt the got the house fixed. Jol} n Keneficl Wa it work on a dressmaking sign to ser ( e front door and there’s three se r ma nes il Martha Potter and Mis Gill was a going to he p sew when the rus! the back room of business come which would be about the third quarter of the next blue moor sill certainly had } nerve, letting that poor fool woman come back hers He wa out to the house this m« g, setting rocker in the tfror ard moking a va and watching the ) n e thir . [I seen Mr. Tracy myself, in one of the Willor House rockers on the porch, with ] feet up or the railing and } ng nis wile t we r at to the il meé I ) e of nin pe t me to see nd ¢ ( r hin t m ike he Y i I t the teat acier tific discovery, equ t electrical light If he’d been a man who worked f What he got, 1t would | e been different I had to work for m ng, myself, ar et there wasn tnoa ng wome vetting me i igen ral thing et alone i ng my hote } 3 I reckon ‘most eve ever ird working man eit tne ime w: nou t When Bill was ragged ar imming | chuck about ha the time tl Was < erent but this here thing . e plune drop right in your mout} ve t rouse i} popular ndignatior é t east whicl B W r eved ‘ ust like a duck does over a nt warn Continued on Page 73)

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Continued from Page 73 eeling too stror to work Ve I left town il le lar I said that it beat the Dutch. But my onscience bothered me some Bill sat imped over and mumchance for quite a pell; then he turns to me as if I'd just poke. ‘Beats the Dutch? It beats hell! fol can't ‘tend to their own s? What was it to them if I didn’t No skin off their ! noses I ave to work, did I? If Belle was ied and I was satisfied, what was the ‘rence whether I worked or not? And

le’me tell you tnis: Belle didn't work no harder after she married me than she did before, and this here trouble didn’t come because of her sewing, anyway. Ask Dox Witherspoon. I asked him, and that’s he told me. He said she’d have had it vay. And she loves dressmaking. She t me it was just the same way I fe

my fiddle When we was down on the Cheyenne together she missed her work Couldn't even loaf on her honeymoon and 3ut mind, I ain't bringing the fiddle along for pastime. I allowed there be contented might maybe be a chance once in a while

» it knock out a five or a ten, and I ain't overlooking no bets. Going to need all I can rake or scrape now. I'll show them backeappers!”’ His fists was doubled : | }

the time he \

a-talking, and when he looked at me } eyes was f f fight. He was sure worked

! I up about it. But after a while he sort of let down and I caught him a-nodding as he sat. I told him to lay over on a tarp I had undled up and take a snooze if he felt like it, and I’d no sooner said that than he keeled right over and in half a minute he

was dead to the world and all his troubles | had to shake him hard and long to get him awake when we got to Skinner’s, where I stopped to feed At first he wasn’t going to go in and eat Said he wasn’t hungry to speak of, and he’d eat a bite of what he had with him; but Jack's wife, she went out to the wagon and brought him in. She was the kind that would, being noways backward or bashfu and always glad to get a change from Jack I took notice that Bill didn’t seem noway

nt’rusted in the way she roll her eye m, and when he’d et he yot up and pa j her for the meal and went back to the

on where I found him with one boot off

» one of the dog-gondest blister | ever seen that he’d got on ! nee It

THE SATURDAY EVENING POST tomorrow, but I won't if I wait to ride t you. As for being in shape, I've been f riage ar ieep ¢ ( nee come along, and I’m feeling fine If ] wasn't, it would be all the more reason wh I should get into s} ape by walking off sor of this darned fat He grinned me when I ge

‘ Says; and Ut! ‘ won't see me ‘ aid it, nonest, ¢ have felt sort of sorry hin She's bee a-feeling of n y lace for the last wee ‘ goes on. ‘Feeling of it with the ti f ( nygers tll OVeT again and again, ar over again a-trying to get the leel of me so’s her fingers’d remember what I felt like And at that he broke right down, and I sure did feel sorry for him, ar irne when he got a-holt of himself again a braced up. After that, I didn’t try no more to get him to go on to Custer,

where the trail forked with a short cut t the mine, and the last I seen of him that time he was hiking off with | ax ar sledge over his shoulder and the fiddle a the val ging or then nst back, and a-trying not to lim] It was a good two months aite it be fore I mz the Custer trip agal but or my way north from the railroad I stopped at Minnekahta, and after I'd up I went up to Prospe t Avenue to see Belle Tracy. They said in town that she had give out that Bill was Working and ser ing her money, and some of ‘em believed it and a lot of others didn’t. I was glad to

and how much Bill was a-sendi

’ Martha was out on the front por a-sweeping off a light snow that had fe r the night. She told me right av that B Was a-writing every week, regu " work, and how he sent as mucl é nd made out to live was be yond er She a al ys claimed that there was goo the mar Belle was a-bearing up under her affliction right well, all things considered but she had mopy spells inkering for M rrac If I seen Mr. Tracy NI not ist give him a hint and have mM set he n't come down and make her t, anvwa ever I it Was or lay or two t | have wrote herse or she had promise Belle that e wouldn't Bell ne the WM ting, ant oud t irprised her not being able to see the word The addre on the envelope a mite cr ed, mebbe, but ou could re eas She vy made out to Mr. Tr that thir va ~ fuler than what the Va Right then, us being outside, we he Belle a-callir a? vent i found } n the setting roon Phe le A down, so I could hardly see myself, for a ‘ egy ‘ | t iw me j ‘ a \\ | - VV ¢ im ¢ ( dor mine ‘ 1 _ | iv ‘ ‘ I ly we L i ( tlw ( tw na W I if Tt? ’ y | Zi i ; ‘ . ) Af i \i It , ( 4 T “ry ’ Doe Amr ; } , Mart ' Wi y. § he 7 . it ire ¢ message ar m } P a ) ng When I g to Grar Junct ht into Prosper Lar nd where B Bee he itting 1 r I'd hate t e | ‘ \ ne he n dem } at Ma gos} es! He ‘ ean £ Pr ¢ em 7 e Sem wv , dat 3 e¢ \ r low T T t t ‘ ver ’ here rn B 4 4 Ame t ! ‘ T nile +} ¢ I 1 i

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at h an in hauding ; wagon E ne I t ) money 10 ne ti s and timbe m to Vv x to driv a n¢ Paxter’s [ had hardly spoken when he » and pulled a newspaper >} Wi 1 answered, ‘‘It looks very Un- p , made fi: but he wasn’t no great ) ) a man telephoned say- e His and he and Oh, the reasonable hon " Al 1c) st E.& M ng a tie contract: n all |] knew about the railroad and then I rode back here I'd left the buckboard He rushed and hoped d have a good long it, and quit hi is sO t show n ccitemer > sOOr book he demanded as he est m t, so called Under his arm ‘ 4 seen there was So he bought him harness and all supe had ad- figured that he and Got the outfit | They \V. was pushing r. What did I think of I volume before my eyes. Tt 4 et about entioned Oommo?! W Da ntmer t at. iY in Call to As I ocKet. rr fellow’s hopes; 1. The purchase Its ty it was the only liot’stranslation of Baxter's a great finc my cl.ppin in the hat the read, g. lian language. When iis, and that editions in English as blackberries, he sud- and, as he turned away in A Prophecy Fulfilled extreme should n the public es tunate that the price pre- TI t the question of mone occupy min SO lina dejected tone, ** an when I came in d. is well as the least im } passion finds it prices look forwa when collection rto new heights ve advance for coll easier n lieu of he must ect ily rd I he I to toa re- Prices d con of the seventeent} bound tog led with bo« ! ! o mut 1 KS, DU limited } Old t t THE SATURDAY Well, I'd found out what I wanted to know, anyway. Bill was a-working and it looked like he was a-going to keep up his lick. If he didn’t drop everything and sit on a log and chew the rag with me, I didn’t have no kick a-coming. Still and all, the thought that was in my mind as I drove back to Custer was that there was sech a thing as being too dog-gone busy. The next time I met up with him he was a-keeping up his lick, sure enough. Down on the railroad, and he had a fat contract that he had three teams and a crew of tie cutters working on, besides another con- tract he'd sublet. Somebody else had figured he was a rustler and reasonable honest and staked him. He come out of that with enough to buy a little sawmill fl MILLION DOLLAR BOOKSHELF EVENING POST near Calico Canyon, and the first passenger train that went east out of Buffalo Gap had him and Belle aboard bound for Omaha, where Belle had the operation that give her back her sight. It was then Belle proposed opening her shop again and wanted him to sell out the mill or lease it and quit work. They'd have enough to be comfortable and not worry. “‘Sweetheart,’’ says Bill, ‘‘I hate not to do anything that you want me to do, or to keep you from doing what you want, but, honey lamb, there ain’t a-going to be no more dressmaking for you; and as for me, I’m ashamed to say I’ve just got the habit of work. I crave it, I’m a slave to it, and I ain't got the stamina nor the manhood to quit. You see how it is, love girl. But if all goes well, we'll travel after a while and I’ll (Continued from Page 21 an interest in books, and as he grew older proved himself a born student of bibliog- raphy. Books were life work, his recreation, his passion. I think if Harry Elkins Widener had lived he would have been the greatest col- lector the world has ever known. Of course he began as all collectors do—gathering rather unimportant works. But he weeded them out sooner than most enthusiasts, and by the time he was twenty-six had a library of 3000 volumes; each one of these showed a most fastidious, exacting and ex- quisite taste, which he had found possible to gratify through the sympathy and gen- erosity of his grandfather and his mother. When abroad attending various book sales, because of his youth and remarkable learn- ing he attracted the attention of many older collectors. After the Huth Sale in 1912 in London, he slipped a volume of Bacon's Essays in his pocket—a second edition which is almost as rare as a first and, turning to a friend, said, “‘I think I'll take that little Bacon with me in my pocket, and if I am shipwrecked it will go down with me.”” With what prophecy he spoke they little knew. A few days later he was one of the victims of the Titanic disaster. His books can be enjoyed by students forever, but they will never again be offered for sale. Today there are twice as many people this country as there Every year they in crease in numbers, and the competition is for the things. Naturally, prices must go up. The much-maligned business man who collects books will at last come into his own. He has been held for many years responsible for musical-comedy ‘cesses, but nothing is said of his and his collecting. It is restful to think of him in his library of an evening instead of in the first row of a crowded theater. his collecting books ir were five years ago. keener best books suc A Johnson Revival increasing number of scholars in this , with their insistent demands for the i sources of history and litera- ture, is another cause for advancing prices. After all, contemporary documents are the only authentic tools for the student. The collector renders a real service to scholar- p when he uncovers authentic, unpub- \ dear friend of mine has been also largely responsible for the mod- old authors. A. Edward Newton, through his popular and appealing books about books, has inspired many to them. His Amenities of Book- llecting is the bibliophile’s Bible; and enthusiasm for Doctor Johnson is so intense that it is now con- tagious. | has become infected with it. A new Johnsonian interest spread over the country, and a first edition of Boswell's Life of Ji hnson, published in London 1791, which used to for scventy-five dollars, now brings $450, and In its ¢ riginal covers twice this price. Certain books have sold for too little in They remind me of people who ed material ern esteem of ( ollect Co his unbounded veryone has in sell he past past. “— plod along for years, then, through actual worth or a turn of the wheel, suddenly blos- som out, much to their friends’ astonish- ment. As material as it may sound, the increasing wealth in this country is bring- ing about a new appreciation not only of books but of old prints, paintings and an- tique furniture. Booksare the final appeal, and when the collector is through with the things that decorate his house, he turns to the things that decorate his mind—and these last forever. The formation of university libraries and historical societies also adds to the value of books. They take them out of reach of the individual collector and place them in their ultimate home. No wonder these libraries are considered tombs by the ardent gatherer of books. New seats of learning, such as Duke University at Dur- ham, North Carolina, will certainly need adequate libraries. Book clubs, too, are adding fuel to the flames. The Grolier Club of New York has a fine library; the Eliza- bethan Club at Yale is the enviable pos- sessor of a tiny volume that ranks among the great books of the world. It is a first edition of Bacon’s Essays, printed in Lon- don in 1597. Fifteen years ago, at the Huth Sale, it brought £1950—more than $9000. If it were offered for sale today it would bring at least $25,000. There are only about five copies of this edition known. One is in the British Museum, Cambridge Uni- versity has two, and a fourth isin the Hunt- ington library. Thus, no private collector has the good fortune to own a single copy. A Feast for Mice and Men Even though many rare volumes have retired permanently from the sales rooms, it has always been a peculiarity of the col- lector that he lives in hope. Just as there has always been a great search for ancient manuscripts, so there always will be an endless hunt for important early books. If there were wonderful in the past, why not others of equal importance inthefuture? Within twenty years after the invention of printing—about 1475— books became so accessible that even the poorest scholars could afford them. Tracts of va- rious kinds were marketed for a few pennies which at first sold for pounds. There was so much printing done that some printers were ruined because the supply quickly outgrew the demand. The best printers in Germany perfected their craft and went southward into Italy, where their work took on an added beauty. The city of Venice became a regular hotbed of printing. When, in the latter part of the fifteenth century, the Italian noblemen saw how common printing had become, they re- garded it as vulgar. Although they had at first been the patrons of printing, now some of them ignored it and endowed scriptoriums, in the hope that printing would fall into disfavor. In these scrip- toriums men worked tediously on illumi- nated manuscripts, trying to make thera finer than printed books. But of course discoveries February 12,1927 sure give them bright eyes something worth looking at.”’ **T told you a long time ago what I liked to look at better’n anything,” says Belle And so Bill started the first one of his lumber yards at Minnekahta. I’ve donea considerable hauling for him since then. You don’t mean to say it was that Tracy?” said Henry Albien. “That same identical William J. Tracy,’ said the old bullwhacker. ‘‘ You go down to Minnekahta and some of the old-timers’ll tell you.” “By Christmas! Roy Secker ought to have stayed and heard that yarn,” ex- claimed Tip Yoakum. “Shucks! That loafer?”’ Z-Bell boy. sneered the printing went on, continuing its tremen- dous strides. Hope springs eternal in the book collector's breast. He will never allow himself to believe that the wonderful old volumes of hundreds of years ago have all been found. Today, tomorrow or next week, he must surely unearth some unre- corded book. What is known among book lovers as the greatest little find in history occurred at Lamport Hall in Northamptonshire, Eng- land, in 1867. Charles Edmunds, a London bookseller, while visiting Lamport Hall, the ancient seat of the Isham family, ac- cidentally came upon the old lumber room. His curiosity was immediately aroused, for among the piles of wood and discarded fur- niture he beheld stacks and stacks of dust- covered books. There were hundreds of them of various sizes and dates; some were chewed to bits, having furnished banquets for generations of mice, descendants of which scampered about Edmunds searched and hoped for something inter- esting. Just as he was beginning to believe that they all were valueless, he chanced upon a copy of Shakespeare’s Venus and Adonis. Imagine his surprise when he found it to be a hitherto unknown edition dated 1599, and “Imprinted at London for William Leake, dwelling in Paule’s Church- yard at the signe of the Greyhound.” In- closed within the same vellum cover were The Passionate Pilgrim and Davies’ and Marlowe’s Epigrams and Elegies. The only other copy known of the former is in the Capell Collection at Trinity College, Cambridge. The third tract in this volume was also an entirely unrecorded edition. This Venus and Adonis was a fourth edi- tion. It sold at the Britwell Court Sale at Sotheby’s, in 1919, for £15,100—about $75,000. George D. Smith bought it for Mr. Huntington, and it was the highest price ever paid for a book up to that time. Whenever a great sale such as this one is held, prices reverberate throughout the world. Immediately there follows a clean- ing out of old attics, a thorough brushing of odd cupboards and lumber rooms are scoured, and a general sorting over of places where odd things have been relegated for years takes place. Naturally, the enormous price of the Venus and Adonis caused a sensation when it was sold in London. News of this sale quickly ap- peared in every paper in England as closets; One Thousand Dollars a Letter A pretty story is told of how, one after- noon, two young Englishmen were playing archery on an estate near Shrewsbury Perhaps they didn’t have a target, or if they did they mislaid it. Anyway, they picked up an old book they found some- where in one of the buildings on the place, and stuck it against the lower branches of a tree to use for a bull’s-eye. About to draw his bow, one of them was not quite satisfied with the angle at which they had placed their target. So he walked forward and Continued on Page 81

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eS iy ‘‘Now’s our chance. I'd va- ther listen to the Radiola, wouldn't you?” Radio that A group of famous acoustical experts came together for a hearing —before this new type of radio was ever shown to the public. They heard it. They pronounced it very fine .... But after ten or twenty minutes of listening, a quiet hand switched off the new and on the old. And the men jumped from their seats! Even their trained musical ears had been so accustomed to the older type of reproduced music that they could not grasp the great dif- ference in this new radio, until they heard the two together. But when they heard them, they applauded. This new thing in radio—and in music—was developed into Radiola 28 with the RCA Loud- speaker 104. Power was employed, not pri- marily for use in big rooms—though it can fill a hall with the music of a great orchestra. The real purpose of the new power in this home radio set was for its remarkable effect on tome quality—even in the softest music. MADE THE SATURDAY EVENING POST scored a musical triumph ‘Radiola 28 with RCA Loudspeaker 104 made possible new perfection in musical , . Do what these expert No matter wl reproduction. Its remarkable performance : : ‘aa. » radio you (think ft has brought a new era of fine le ie this RCA comb: music in the home ' Se ote! The ditteret W ith development the et eers f RCA their associates in the laboratories of G Electric and Westinghouse not only one more triumph to the list of theu basic radio improvements, but th Radiola 28, ; Part ’ ’ ! ah ment bom 7 na Cc¢ CI an ’ i . Ra vor. > | } > a Ore RCA | ker 10 . 1 ¢ } y l 1 ay S ’ ker con | ( ( s : And 1 t ve i anew day 1n WMwsk Tune in Radiola 28 with the motion of speaker is across the roe | in on the house curt I tra d hear the clear and truc | hear the MUSIC fl -Radiola BY THE > MAKERS OF THE RADIOTR N

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 12,1927 What the great transportation companies of American cities art accomplishing by co-ordinated service is typified by P. R. 'T. Here you have everything fron airplanes to subways, under Mitten Management, giving thi public the savings in cost, th viprovements in service, due to co-ordination of street cars, motor- COdL hes, 1QX icabs and bust Jy subways, el vated /ines, air- planes... Onall P. R. T. Coaches and Buses, as well as Insignia of Philadelphia Rapid on the first passenger air serv- Transit, Philadelphia Rurai: . . ae ) a! ia Transit, and Peoples Rapi 1c€ 1 America, P. R. T. uses Transit—all under Mitten Vanagement tires built by Goodrii A. (,;oodrich B E S§ r I N

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 14,578,465 miles a year! { HE plain fact that Goodrich ‘Tires ran Motorcoaches must be trouble-free to be economical. | I4,5, 8,405 miles last year nD the se rvice ol But you have—in these coach lines, buses and planes Philadelphia’s great transportation system gives . | —more than three individual proofs of Goodrich you a wealth of proof as to what Goodrich Silver- towns will bring to your car. excellence. Back of all these millions of miles is the proof of Goodrich leadership in tire-building 1 Strength! It is the strength of Silvertowns which —leadership which meets every need and covers | | cushions huge passenger-laden airplanes back to — every field of motoring. | earth in safety and comfort. Your needs—whatever they are—will find satisfac- f Kconomy—of course, P.R.T. figures In millions of miki . ( wenpiem —— Iixtra service, extra , miles per year. You know that low mileage cost is = Mage, Aawall you In Silvertowns. | cuential. In intercity wallic, saving Gave is Hike. Tee 8. F. Goonnsen Rusons Courany, Ancon, On | ; saving money—and Goodrich Silvertowns on P.R.T. te Canis Canis Genii Cointinny, Rada & 1} ! | *This does not include distance covered by Silvertown-equipped airplanes, which cannot be figured as ‘‘mileage.*’ Si T HE L O N Ilvertowns G a: Pp” 4

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 12,1927 = OR HEALTH AND HAPPINESS yé\ ALL SEASONS THROUGH ‘ine? Before Coca-Cola nobody thought it possible ws to produce a drink people would enjoy ~~ equally winter and summer. It took a pure drink of natural flavors~ with that feel- Over @ million good taste and delightful after-sense a day of refreshment ~ to prove it. HAD TO BE GOOD TO GET WHERE Se § IS

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Daag i Continued from Page 76 urned it around As he did so, some of the pages fell back, and he read the mag name, “‘Venus.”’ Looking at the volume further, he exclaimed to his companion I believe this old g 1s similar to that bool which sold for t'] 100 yesterday! It soor sold privately for more than £10,000, or about $50,000. Mr. H. C. Folger of York, one of the greatest collectors of Shakspereana, was the buyer To bring these stories down to date, a similar and equally interesting find was made after the sale of a Gwinnett, at the Anderson ) New York last winter, for which I paid $22,500. Gwinnett was one of the signers f. of the Declaration of Independence from Creorgia. His signature is very rare, as his life was snuffed out suddenly in a duel with Gen. Lachlan MacIntosh in 1777, when he was still young. There are but thirty-three of these signatures known. I bought my first Gwinnett, and incidentally the first to be sold in many years, in Philadelphia two years ago for $14,000. Some wag fi ired, at the time, that it was worth exactly $1000 per letter. Mrs. Arthur W. Swann, of New York, happened to read about my pure ase in a mornin yaper, and began to think over the various items of a collection of autograph father, Theodore Sedgwick, had made, and The more she thought about it, the more significant a hazy re- letters which her grand which she inherited membrance became; she believed her grand- father had secured a Button Gwinnett similar to the one I bought. After searching through the collection illy she found, aref U much to her surprise and delight, a most beautiful example of Gwinnett’s signature. In November, 1926, she sold the entire col ction, and I bought the Button Gwinnett for $28,500. This was a record price for any signature in the world’s history, the young autograph jumped to $2000 per letter! After a while, selling a signer’s having famous man’s handwriting by the letter will be as common as selling antique silver yy the ounce. Music Has its Charms About four years ago a firm of auction- eers in London was requested to sell a great mass of very ordinary music belonging to y noblewomar ants were no tther de sell to take he issed and one night he ' tie of 1 st ) Cal omit ) tions As he turned one of the pages he fairly started from his seat He could hardly believe his eyes A quarto pam phlet it was, and most probably had been placed there years and ye: befor pe naps asat KI I ew! | not re e its wort} It was a f Posthumous Fragments of Margaret Nicholson by Shelley! The author’s was not mentioned, but it was e Fitzvictor’’--one of Shelley’s pe Here it lay before him in the original wray pers in which it was first put hed Of ke wildfire Later, tl worl | £1210, approximately $6000. Propagandist pamphlets written by Shelley are extremely rare, and have turned up in the most ex in inflammate ir seditious nature, and he ind Ma a tne nat ol throwing t rY from the windows wherever they n topping at the time, in the hope of hitting mpathetic target I should like t truck by one of those miss les! Shortly after the war began I w: r rmed of a letter written by Amerigo Ves wo continent Pre 1 f only record f Vespucs wn wv t rf a receipt bearing ! signature Now early stages ol were exactl) propit ns i! other es. The f | i as wi is auct ar ( tors, all found ‘ Ipie with but one subject wa 0 nd manuscripts were put aside } n¢ of a lke ired |. ir nor we they to be considered when relatives ar friends were fast becoming a part of tl n for Frar Lic tumbled Aware of the sit 4 t yY t W i t t impossible for me to bi e that this \ pucci letter could go for w figure. He was an unusual magi ent aut« more than four centuri 1 Wa Wt t had known a hundred wars! Wit t hope and less expectation, I cabled a | £2500—about $12,500. The arrival of reply a few hours r caused me pan fear. I tortured myself a few moment with delectable suspense. Was the lette mine or not? A momentou iestion! A last I gathered courage and read w which were too curt, too few, to seem t Not only was I the possessor of this m¢ precious historical letter, but at what price--a measly £395! It was almost , : possible to realize that I had secured f } ‘ POOH , f rT less than $2000 one of the greatest | in history A Family Reunion I was under a constant nervous ter until its arrival. When it finally came went with it into my library, locked t door and settled down to decipher the and decorative handwriting. Vespuc written a somewhat grave and f epistle to his father in Lat Trivio Mu 1476. He comments on a hook, belonging to his uncle ( Antonio Vespuc« books were frequently kept in the Ili t the time October i nese ~ teenth century, containing Greek and Lat quotations—the common informatior the _ t commonplace ( ommonpla ‘ off in my mind. I left my comfortab chair and walked suddenly to a corner my bookcase Quickly I picked out manuscript in a fitteenth-centur 1! I held in my hands ar il ent ( mr place Book. There on the title written name Grit Antor puce Here in my library was Amerigo’s etter and I e Giorgio’s Commor Book! I w thrilled | t In sor thing of a daze I placed the tw de | on the tabie beloreme. Separated ior ne 200 years, they were again togetner W he they been those fiv e 19 neara nd into the middle of the O re Ve t ve t + ) 1? I 1 greater mir e than t most 1m] ble liter remating. Now both tt lette and the yume are n the I erpont Morgan l brary, ur ted torever Some collectors, to my eternal amazé ment, are completely ed with sma , s. Th d ‘ a limited Dut ¢ quisite num r of | I originated France centuri¢ go. M f the we est and most meticulous | ers we n for w t is ow 4 é et ect The ed sm DOOKS W tney y, and found no interest in t st edition of even an important la t were large. Diane de Poitiers wa Henry II, shew 1 doubt e forgott t ollect t a sne id not Cardinal Wolsey, loved hi Y thar her | ng Wi y he he meavy Diane immediat« mped he I with a laurel spr 4 m a ton \ he motto, “I live e in § when she began | frie j t | THE SATURDAY EVENING POST riod I had hardly finished read et his before some mental click went ) " i a t r me EY ryié T ‘ ‘ eatics ry ry us erest ft me t Diane de P We n »t ? est Ar ™ t t y ‘ | 4 ent y mr ‘ \ é ever, { Pp Pe ‘ wit hir ’ et ne } r At ‘ nee y r r Ww t T t t ig I } 1 i edit ) R Cru ) | > \ isoe and his man | One da " ist yg meé IT i! ] gM ix nee ri 1 ‘ é A new would eng I } I A ne Is Trea 1 unt twa nr t wr pe \ £ ‘ vr e bindings t "A 1 n R n Crusoe I eale 1 eas | i e ha mé W iri gf e eXxi ed ti W t y ft wife r lL be me f hen hew lu th the w ’ iving beer } fan f indred ve é ( rY ‘ men ar | the ime R ( t h } then ¢ e him Ag nI ke th r tot thetu + tive . t ‘ not pre + y to Y . ¢ | . err t isn ect ] t i g t Y “ t Ked Son I " + r t} , r € ] l there are mer pan nN Y | t ry LJ) * Three cheers +B) — Says my taster ~ Tiger-r- —says my stomach” } it¢ l | el! that w I Pi¢ a iric c ESKIMO PIE

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8) Cleaner Teeth Healthier Gums! HOSE tell why so many people choose to four words you use Ipana Tooth Paste. Because of its ziratol content it is good, very good, for your gums. Because of its cleansing power it keeps your teeth bril- liant and attractive. And because it is delicious you'll enjoy its use day after day after day. THE SATURDAY tic explorer, unt out every ument ig the Arctic, while his ague, the can explorer, suit v h all works concer al person, Such as an Are Known do men follows Is de- ning e globe ti "Yiove. r years I had a charming ‘ sa romanticist if ever there nave cus- tomer who was Her enthusiasm is for books on those idealist beyond the mountains or behind the moon about which English writers of all have delighted to ve strange fantastic tales—such as Sir Thomas More’s Utopia and Sir Philip Sid- ney’s Arcadia. Then cus- tomer, with his vivid remembrance of old standing order since the Volstead Act has kept us gathering all editions and early works spirits. He smacks his obtains a particu- other’s favorite subject is one lands centuries wea there is another ntages, whose passing of the busy mentioning ardent lips with gusto when he one. An verything he larly rare can secure relating English authors from Ben Jonson to Charles Lamb allowed their love of tobacco to permeate their works, and it gh ful task, especially to to pick up, here and ol id I books in which the authors en- ieee mention perique and ‘‘¢ the Havana."’ I recently owned a rare lit- tle volume on which Charles Lamb had illed some ale, and in which were found This could have between the two coiled ting ¢ to toba co. there ide a deli an inveterate smoker, tnere, igars of tobacco. battle royal mentioned, and as I could not volume I sold it-—like King Solomon, on i more famous o« toa Was inte remnants of caused a friends above le the asion ctor, who rested in Gentle lia for his dear self alone Skeletons on the Bookshelf Very often these specialists have a change of heart. Their tastes broaden and they develop into the maddest collectors of all. Perhaps they suddenly realize the limited na collector’s life, to find they many enchanting bypaths road of When Richard -atest bibliomaniac who ever he was interested in purely This English gen tle man, although he has been dead for nearly 100 years, still survives, rined in every true bookman’s heart. To recog- nize in oneself the symptoms of becoming “the fiercest and strongest of all biblio- maniacs’’—so Heber is described—what vy and satisfaction! Heber’s library span of evé are missing along the books, Heber, the gre lived, began his library classical work s alone. enst secret j grew to enormous proportions, and when he died he left more than 150,000 volumes. Like Earl Spencer, it was necessary for him to have many houses, just to hold his books. Right iments there were, on the inent and in England, each overrun with books. It he who started the duplicate copies, explaining that could afford to be without three the second establist cont was craze for no one copies of a book-—one for show, for use and the third for borrowers Everybody knows it is never quit lend an umbrella, even to one’s deare friend; the very act of lending seems demoralize tl who thinks not of the rainy to come. If there ing the umbrella again, less is there for rowed book one! In that genera- e safe to e borrower, days is scant hope of ever set now much a bor unless it happens to be a rare may be when the this time is re Jirvana, How many great made as a result of discovered several loving in some worried and lining cares little ures. been rowers, I wond There is who, several ss bor- of a certain English- ‘borrowed”’ Englis h printed by Caxton and Wynkyn de Worde, from t} and Pe Lest they should be missed imme- left behind him the over I ulied with newspapers the case man ears ago, some early books, libraries of Lincoln erborough thedrals. . Tents contents lves, the ets. But about chanced day to take one rowsing The fraud was skeleton books EVENING POST discovered and reported to all book dealers England, so they would Some of the volumes, minus bindings, have already turned up at but where they all are no one may be discovered some day. One day before the war a stranger called on Quaritch, one of the most celebrated and astute booksellers in London, to whose shop many rare in those days, naturally drifted. This man said he had an old book, but didn’t know its value. Quaritch looked at it, and immediately recognized it as the long-lost and valuable edition of The Laws of Massachusetts, known to collectors as The General Laws and Liberties of Massa- chusetts, collected out of the Records of the General Court, and printed at Cambridge, Massachusetts, in 1648. Inquiring of the owner what he thought he should receive for it, the man would not say; he desired Quaritch to make him an offer Quaritch was known far and wide for his fair dealing. Now he took into considera- tion various facts, the most important of which was that he might have to keep the volume for some years before reselling it. He therefore offered what he felt to be a perfectly fair price—£2500. The man looked at him in “wild surmise,’’ then ga — He would have accepted fifty pounds for it! But now, he said, as he put on _ hat, with the layman’s suspicious look in would have to think i over. He was too frightened to make up his mind just then. He never went back to Quaritch, but shopped around a long time, selling it eventually for £5000—a little less than $25,000. Alfred Quaritch told me that it was this experience which cured him forever of making offers on books. It is amazing how many of these first American editions have been found across the Atlantic. Several years ago, while in England, I was invited by a noted collector to inspect his library. We had been talking books for hours, and as the twilight ap- did not think to turn on the lights. I got up to leave and stumbled against a folio volume which someone had carelessly left on the floor. I carried it quickly to the window to see what it was. Opening the old calf binding in the fading ligh t, I read the written inscription on the title page: “This book wa8 used in the Trial of the Earl of Bellomont, Governor of New York. it was, to my astonishment, the very » First Laws of New York, printed by William Bradford in 1694. I was ex- tremely pleased with this volume, and sug- gested to the owner that in as much as it a New York , and not particularly interesting to him, he might care to part with it, which to my joy he gracefully did. and collectors in be on the lookout. Various Sales, They somewhere, knows. again books, his eye, he _ } } proached, was book A Rare Find in Paris The printer, Bradford, has the distinc- tion of being the first in Philadelphia and New York. His earlier works, published in Philadelphia, loudly proclaim the hatred he for some of the Quakers of his day. He was constantly bringing out tracts against them. When they threatened to jail him he found it necessary to leave the City of Brotherly Love, and settled in New York. Several years ago I attended a Philadelphia and came across a book which no one seemed to know anything about. I showed it to several other colle , who pushed i ing it worthles merely The name of printer or the was not upon the page; I re it, however, as coming from Bradford's It was a scurrilous attack on one S Jennings, Quaker, printed, of course, by Bradford, New York in 1693. Entirely composed in rhyme, by John Philley, it was lengthily titled: A Paraphrastical Exposi- on a Letter from a Gentleman in Phila- ; Friend in Boston concerning son who compared himself to I could not remember ever hav- an earlier-dated book publishe d in — », then, had sale in ‘tors aside, beliey old place book. the title ‘ogni d famous press. samuel iatoh Was a iirst, ' February 12,1927 Wa ne only the tirst book p the earliest ‘al produ York press. I am having a » that it will be accessible of history I am sometimes given credit for eries which I am not entitled to in the least. There are many old b« Prato true who are always on the lookout for things. They often bring their In Paris there is a whole tribe of book seek- ers who infest the quays alor where quaint volumes found. Collectors do not 8: fortune to find ¢ reat ri re ies there, but my friend Mitchell K tenner! ly has the dis- sation of making one of the greatest finds in bookish history. Many years ago, while walking on the left bank of the Seine, he picked up, for a few sous, Champlain's first book on the Indians of Ca entitled Des Sauvages, issued in Paris in 1603. He kept it in his box at the Lotos Club in New York for more than two years. The matter was forgotten until someone, dentally mentioning old American Indians, recalled to hi the little volume resting so quietly solitary nook. Mr. Kennerly put an auction sale in 1907, and no more greatly surprised when it sold for $2900 copy Known We York; tion of the rinted in New nae pot Lit reprint made, to all student discov- ferrets unusual finds to me. g the Seine, are occasionally often have the nada, whole | 1 DOOKS On t S attentio Benjamin Franklin’s Epitaph of the collecting This leads me to most colorful career, an through man. It happened when I was attending the dedication of the kins Widener Memorial Library had arrived on an early to spend several pleasant hours on Park Street with my friend Charles As I entered his shop he came forward wit the exclamation, ‘I have a manuscript which you will be interestea, | He disappeared into the back and I waited, filled wit! —— few moments he returned and h: small piece of paper. hardly believe that this was the first of Benjamin Franklin's fi imous epitaph, which is so dear to ever. y ld books. t I was suspicious that it might be a forgery. But when Goodspeed ex at it came from the old Aspinwall collection, I needed no further assurance. It was absolute and eagerly I purchased it This was Franklin writing his epitaph, slightly in the wording fron which has been for mz Library of Congress iit Wa brought it back to Philadel glee ; and showed to Eddie an ill-starred moment for him, and he refused it. Thi with one exce} I that I knew him fall itaph has found its 1 icent Franklir Mason, of Evanston, Illino Nothing better reveals 1e man whose saying New W remembe incidents of my experience the considerat one brought about a fellow book- Boston Harry EI- in 1914. I 30 I dex 1deda ion Ol train, Goodspeed. am sure! MS SNOp, Aftera inded mea of ol plained th and noted ’s first attempt at dated 1728, and differed iphia a7 Newtor everiasting re time gret only tinies of the

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‘ i ( We were a hundred rods away from the vend, but I could see easily if th i) t} , ’ r reor t t of th I) ere Was only one person on the seat of the Hl, buckboard that came smartly past the | 1 enoug! if imp of elder bushes behind a nimble { pacer, and | had a purely selfish pang of egret. Whoever it was would be sure to | ifer Beth a ride Experience had made I me wholly certain i ‘Who is it, Lu?” 1 1 liked to have her cz | about this Again I wasn’t sure me tnat i **Don’t know the though.” We moved to the edge of the wheel track as the i around here drives a pacer, | buckboard whirred up. I stared, divided | between friendliness and distrust, at Al- | mond Binney’s wide, slow grin. Hello there, Lu.”” He spoke to me, but nis eyes were fixed on Beth in a queer, " traight look that I wanted to resent and , ouldn’t. *‘ Want a lift, ma’am 1 He cramped the wheel as if he took assent j for granted and | was just a little sorry for 4 him. I knew, of course, what Beth would ay She and her mother carried their { eads a little higher because they worked or wages instead of living on the land; i | hed walk until she dropped before she'd 1 think of riding with a horse-and-buggy } and. I turned toward her; it seemed to me that she had begun to move toward the q sutstretched hand; | moment, anyway, of wondering, affronted | it there was time for a doubt before she straightened on my ind her chin lifted No, Her he clink of ice in the silver pitcher. ‘* We'd thank you.” voice was like ather walk.” ‘All iriously He see med cheerful about it. ‘“‘That your granddad’s place up yonder, Lu?” He pointed with his whip } i ‘That's where I’m goin’,”’ | you don’t want a ride?’ ' | right— just ’s you say I nodded he said. “‘Sure } I shook my head. He waved his whi | and chirped to the pacer; a thin feather o ted and spread behind the buck- and I through it for a little way before she spoke. ) f i aust i board, and Beth walked forward ‘What do you suppose he wants of Uncle ndrew?”’ She called my = =. - rrandfather so | { because he had been her father’s friend } i there was no blood Kinsnip between us : After work, likely enough,” I said She laughed, a sort of sharpness in the | yund. ‘‘He might as well save himself the | trouble if that’s it.””. She seemed to relish Andrew doesn't hire nougnt so too My grandfather was } areful about his hands and had small use 7 or men who wore gay clothes and drove their own buggies. He didn’t know that this man was also a gambler, or there | would have been no doubt at all. I was a ttle puzzled when we climbed the steep if to the side door, to find the pace tied i to the hitching ring in the stone horse I and still more surprised when we | ame into the sitting room, to see Binne | tting with my grandfather before the | wood fire on the hearth 1 Hi Beth, holding her chin high, crossed the | room quickly to the kitchen door, avoiding Hy he straight, clear look that Binney turned | ipon her, but I wanted to hear the tall | Man need horse and rig,” said Bi i Might’s well be tied up by the leg if m | € in t get around Always figured I | i is muct rignt t wnat se a inybod) h vn good mone ior it, and aim to q \ Keep ay " t iy ‘ 1na 1 if ) gynt to l t N 1 rig a b tne " itience in my ice He \ vas not given to arguing with anybod \ east OI all with hired nands nat s your lb r. But hiring 1 mine, and as | ‘ d you, I dor hire horse-and-buggy “Fl aah, nanas THE HORSE-AND: THE SATURDAY EVENING POST IDVTIRAwy Was, ») UY W777 2 4 dlUe2i fs Continued from Page 17 at countryside w! would t ea ! grandlathertoexpla ‘ t Oug to be worth more t 1, had I I my own rig and horse when I want to ¢ explaining ist t r SILVER somewheres, stead of loanin one ff you tr t { t " Take out some I my wage rst ‘ a! at vin thought the onse, Luke, for OL BEL ‘I hire men for their sense as mu ‘ theirstrength My grar atherw r ngly good-natured. I could see him actu lly smiling in his queer, reluctant fashior ( as if he did against hi " I that a hand who has no better wit t t waste his wages on a horse that e arive once a WeeK W snow ma lidgment 1 t re ‘ my work where 1 ‘ " " ‘Try me.”’ Binney grinned Gue I é know my work as wel folks that ne t went anywheres and never seen thing tabie t ive | 1 to Worked around a lot, I have —truckin’ or Hie was a handsome n the muck land down by Morrisville, sheep as Binney it witha raisin’ back in the hills, nurseries ze. and he n My grandfather shook | head I \ don't hire horse-and-! uggy men, he Said lathe ne again. ““You may know your work, but wv word your mind won't be on it-—-nor your full — the strength either. You'd be driving off to asked. 1| was distressed v n she the village after work and over to the lake et him drive he e Wedne on Sundays. I'm sorry, too, because you meeting at Nathan St " e. D strike me as a likely hand and I could use’ gal was known t one, straight through the winter, but to n ealious eye he was n ¢ , Beth came back through the room, her than any the otne wi eyes straight before her and her head held our house since Beth had ed the higt l saw Binney’s look shift toward her though, until that nt,i id bel “*S’pose I sold the horse and rig?’ he said Beth disliked hin abruptly “Never looked at it your way 1 saw more of him after he wht i before, but 1 guess you got the straight of horse, and ed him le He it. Got a good offer for the team yesterda ea g his fa he aftert but I His tone and look cl inged l Beth and would er ini \ t thought ‘Il wasn't figurir on sellin whet! hool let out rd he me \I Kind of used to gut I guess you're opinion of him lowered on each of these right.” casions, although at Bet! iggestior ‘I'll hire you right now if you agree to would alwa offer me l¢ eba do that.” My grar spoke more the ard sometime w hie heartily than usual. Binney fingered the mud was extra deep, I would ept ere rim of his felt hat. was a certain medicine for m; ll right then. I’ll gosee Mal Dougal tipathy in discussing him with Alr and find out if he’s | wantin’ to trade ney, with whom, besides an identica 2 Be back tonight i he li dicker ; of Malcolm Dougal, | found more and n Ask You r “He will My grandfather's face so n common as the winter drew bered and his voice was Most of our ha were ] mpa H: - | Ineo Dougal sees no harm in feedin for any but tl ‘ i é n al Uware and his father left him money that burns bling men whose n move ¢ lL) ae | > ¥ his hands. You can drive a good bar r r than the heavy 1 ‘ , ‘ Caiel with him.” talk was as flat and witl is the | Binney nodded, — grinni faint y Binney wv Terent. His t é N “Wouldn't wonder. Looked like it.” He behind that bay pacer had opened his n rose, and the bigness of | me ent tongue 1 1 understand my grandfather ng over the best ] ( ‘ tience He chose his men as he chose his worked dow! n the tla a it | > horses, and there were no runts among ester ar ent one wint er the é Ls either. I made up my mind tosay nothing Pen ‘ ! of the gambling matter ‘ es, 1 fo t f Beth came back a Binney’s | rt ere i t ; 1 wheels clattered on the flintsinthedrive. I taug ould see that his departure pleased he and the discovery reassured me against a \t te, when ild 1 lingering uneasiness in which, vague | was concerned Good nddance she said n 4 gx Une harply I wa eginning t be ou'd hire him, Uncle Andrew ( I did hire him.’ My grandfathe | ooked up from the old ledger on } secre te ] N tt tary, where, after | orderly habit, he wa A eher ed, al elpe ! Lit ilready making nentry ot the Dbargalr That that gan er! Bet} nation sootned and troubled me at once | ence f Sine swept nto the tale I what we ! witnessed at the lairgr l.andn g atner stene vl C i a te evel r drawn together le was ent f rn ! ment when Beth finishe It's past mending r ‘ k hired him and ne il to se ! ‘ part ne t ‘ } You mear r ! r ta 4 Bet tared + } ; | passed n VOI ! ¢ father gently Ar ir ow? the man didn’t gamble. We arer den, as I see it, to s} the Eg i Beth flounces to the tcl L_ as my grandfather returned to |} "\ seemed t

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He had left his widow to keep house for hire and his daughter to teach a country school, but to Aunt Abby wisdom had died with him. ‘“‘He’s hardly been off the place since I hired him,"’ my grandfather would answer. ‘Steady as any hand I ever had.”’ And Beth would press her lips together “So far. There aren't any circuses or fairs in winter.” I came to be afraid that Binney would go, not altogether because these arguments made me realize that the farm would be lonesome for me without his company, but also from little things he said, from the way his eye traveled up to the crests of the hills that walled us in, where the woods thrust up through crusted snow. “Stratford's over yonder. kered to drive down that way it’s a likely town.” I would discourage the town’s the same as all the rest and stores and houses.” ‘They tell me Stratford's different,” he’d “Hear they got the biggest horse trough in the state down yonder. Always kind of hankered to go see it sometime.” I stumbled on a sure device for ending such debate. We were on the way out to the farthest sheepfold soon after dinner and there had been talk of him at the table. When he spoke wistfully of Stratford and the horse trough I burst out angrily. “Well, why don’t you go and see it then? That'd suit Beth first-rate—she’s always saying you won't stay through the winter.” He regarded me attentively. ‘“‘Say how she figures it?” “Claims you're no better’n a tramp!” I was troubled into so much exaggeration. “Always claiming you'll move on, any day.” I saw his face harden. “‘ Always paid my way, I guess.”” The word had cut; there was anger in his voice. “‘’Tain’t trampin’ to drive places in your own rig.” ‘You haven’t got any rig,” I told him. “It'd be the same as tramping if you lit out now, the way Beth claims you're bound to.’ His brows drew together and his eyes shifted to the rim of the hill. ‘‘ Forgot I sold my outfit.”’ I saw his shoulders sag a little. “T ain’t a tramp, Lu. You can tell her so.” He told her himself, that same evening, when we brought in the milk. She was alone in the kitchen as we came in, and the glance she flung at us had a sting in it, even for me. “‘Lu, here, says you figure I’m no bet- ter'n a tramp.”’ He stood facing her, the filled pails in his hands as if he didn’t feel the weight of them. She laughed, and the sound of it was like the flick of a whiplash on a cheek. Always han- they tell me idea. ‘One just streets insist “IT never said so. All I said was that you wouldn't stay here “Why not? ain’t 1?” She laughed And you thir |, don't you?” “Some Seen here three months, “Three months! long, long time, again that’s a ways, yes.”” He nodded slowly. ‘But it’s just astart. That’s what I aimed to tell you. I’m here to stay.” “How long?” Her voice mocked him, but he showed no sign that he felt the edge 1 ? ‘That depends,” he said soberly. ‘* How long you figurin’ on stayin’?”’ | heard the sharp catch of her breath. For a moment they stood silent, fighting, it seemed to me, with their eyes. Then with- out more words Binney set his pails on the bench and walked out, his boots thumping on the plank walk through the woodhouse. I remember that I was afraid of Beth; it was the first time I had ever seen her really angry, as our hill women can be angry, with no heat or word, but white and still, like statues carved from frozen snow. For once EVENING POST I was glad to hear Aunt Abby’s fretful voice complaining that I hadn’t filled the wood box; when I came back with my armful of split hickory Beth was humming a tune above the milk strainer, and the glance that passed between us warned me that the in- cident was closed. I heard less, after this, of Stratford and Avonia and the other towns hidden behind the rim of hills, but sometimes I would see Almond Binney looking up at the crest with a kind of hunger in his eyes, and would find a way of bringing Beth’s name into our talk. Always this served. His eyes would seem to jerk back to the road and the task, and the muscles in his jaws would draw ridged lines across his cheeks. All through the endless length of winter he kept, more narrowly than we, to the limits of the farm itself, not once joining the other hands on their Saturday-night trips to the village, and stubbornly refusing my grandfather’s weekly invitations to drive with us to the church across the glen. In any other hand this would have dis- pleased my grandfather, but he seemed to forgive it easily enough in Almond Binney, and when Aunt Abby complained of it, as she invariably did at Sunday dinner, would make light of it and shift the talk to Bin- ney’s steadiness, his undrawn wages and his handiness about his work. I think he en- joyed teasing the two women a little be- cause they had been wrong about Binney; sometimes I saw a twinkle in his eyes as he talked, innocently enough, about the man’s unlooked-for reliability. Aunt Abby would wag her head and argue, but Beth, her lips tight, would hold her tongue. There had been a deal of talk all winter between grandfather and Binney about nurseries; some of our land, Binney claimed, was as good as any in the Binches- ter country for growing fruit trees, and he stubbornly opposed my grandfather's in- stinctive distrust of anything untried and strange with facts and figures based on his own experience, but I was as sharply star- tled as Aunt Abby herself when grandfather announced, just as the spring thaws began, that he had made up his mind to follow Binney’s counsel. Aunt Abby quoted Christopher Mifflin’s views as to the folly of wasting good flat- lands on growing trees, and added an indig- nant comment of her own about men who took advice from common hired hands. Grandfather shook his head. “Wouldn’t call Almond that exactly. We're going into this on shares. Makes him a partner, sort of.”’ ““A partner!”” Beth flared suddenly. “You mean you're going to let that— that a “Only way he'd agree to tackle it.” Grandfather shrugged. ‘‘Better for me, too bound to stay for three years if he ties up his own money in the trees along with mine. Wouldn’t want to risk it if I couldn't count on him to see it through.”’ He wagged his head. ‘‘Amounts up and budding and the use of the land. Be quite a bit of money tied up before we're stock done.” ** You'll lose it then!” “You're depending on a buggy hand to stay three years in one place! It’s it’s as bad as gambling! And you'll lose, Uncle Andrew! That man won't Beth spoke hotly. on a horse-and ever stay!"’ “Guess he will now.”’ My grandfather “Can't afford not to. He’s got away two-three years’ work, and the bargain 1s that he loses what he puts in if he quits be- fore the trees are dug. Fixed it that way on purpose. He can’t quit now.”’ “That's just why he’ll doit. You'llsee!”’ Seth pushed “The — the more reason he has for staying the more he'll want to go. You'll see, Uncle An- drew!” Her voice puzzled me. There was heat in it, and anger and contempt, but there was something else; some quality that kindled a dull ache of sympathy in my throat. My grandfather's eyes followed her to the door and I wondered at the look in them, as if he smiled in his beard too much sense to throw back her chair February 12,1927 was amused at what she had said, and yet a little sorry too. I didn’t think about it long —I was too pleased to know that Bin- ney was bound now to stay with us. As the spring drew on and the seedling trees were planted in the level flats he seemed to do two days’ work in every one. He had worked hard enough for simple wages, but now he put a sort of ferocity into everything he did. The farm went at a quicker pace that summer. We were all driven and spurred by this new, savage energy of Binney’s, but he seemed to find a kind of pleasure in driving himself close to the limits of his strength. His face changed, thinning in the harvest heat, so that grim lines came into it. A habit, too, of silence grew upon him, and I discovered, to my relief against vague doubts, that he no longer wanted to look up at the hilltops. When I drew his notice toward a thunder- head banking in the notch, he would flick his glance up toward it, sidelong and furtive, and bring it quickly back to fork or hoe; once, when I said something about Strat- ford, he told me roughly to shut my jaws and watch my work. I looked up at him, startled, and saw that he was sweating; the ridged lines stood out in his cheeks and his hand shook a little, clenched about the handle of his fork. I came to be afraid of him that summer, especially when Mal Dougal drove across the glen behind the bay pacer to take Beth riding in the cool of the after- noon, and we would catch sight of them from the fields as they whirled past before the long plume of yellow dust. Binney’s lips would flatten about his teeth when he saw them, and there was something vicious in the way his fork handle would bend under the heave of his great arms. He left without a word of warning the night after we had finished drawing oats. His bed hadn't been slept in and he hadn't changed his clothes, for we found the city suit hanging from its nail in his room. My grandfather took it gravely, as was his habit with misfortune, but I could feel that he was sorely hurt. Even Aunt Abby had the grace to hold her tongue, and Beth, her eyes bright and hard, gave no other sign of satisfaction. Binney came back after three days. We saw him coming up the drive just as we finished supper, and I went with my grand- father to meet him by the horse block, a little apprehensive. But grandfather greeted him almost. indifferently, and I could see that Binney was surprised and re- assured, as I was, by his careless question. “*Have a good time, did you?” Binney shrugged. “‘ Figured it was as good a time as any to go see Strat- ford.”’ He shook his head. *T ain't sO much. Ain’t hardly in one end of it before you come out the other, an’ that there horse trough—why, say, I’ve seen twenty that was bigger an’ fancier ’n what that there one is!” “Pretty much the same, horse troughs, said my grandfather. “Figured we'd start cultivating those beans in the morning.” “Wouldn't hurt ‘em,’ Binney agreed. He hesitated. *‘ Want me to tend to it?” | understood the question as applying for reinstatement. My grandfather nodded. Binney drew in a deep breath ** Don't know what got into me out that way,” he ** Just notion, all of a sudden felt hitched in a stall.” Grandfather shrugged Might let me know, next time it happens.’ ‘““Won’t be no next time! eagerly. ‘‘ Had enough, | have! Had to do ; hesitated, fumbled for the **So-so.”’ lightin’ got the ’sif | was said Felt ‘That's all right Binney spoke it this once, just so’s to’ ne moving his hand as if it words —*‘ just through my head ‘t I could go when I wanted to. Got to thinkin’ I couldn’t.”” He lifted his hand to his throat, loosening the collar of his shirt. ‘‘Wake up in the night, dreamin’ | was locked up.’ **No call to feel that way,” said grand- father. ‘* You're free to take a day off any time the work can spare you.” so’s to get it (Continued on Page 88&

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST THO Hs FAITH unconquerable, his passion for work irresistible, his ac- complishment not outdone in all the annals of invention, Thomas Alva Edison has achieved far more than mankind can ever appreciate. February eleventh, nineteen twen ty-seven, is the eightieth anniver- sary of his birth. LAS ALVA . | EDISON MAS In every home where electric light makes living clearer and electric pow er lightens work —in every street where we tread more surely and ride more swiftly—in every indus try where light and power save the eyes and backs of labor—there ar hearts that are consciously gratet that humbly pay him homa

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 12,1927 Continued from Page 86 were | was pretty sure that | though Mal Dougal slouched out to the retaining Binney came toward us, his face still be that exac’ly. Wor amused and pleased him wall to meet us, and my grandfather wildered. ‘You mean | can keep a rig Binney raised his arms a He took me with him, next day, in the climbed out above the wheel, giving methe after all? Changed your mind about it? ngth of them. ‘It’ democrat wagon to the village. We never’ reins. I could not hear the talk between ‘Sooner have you ride next time you go ‘sif I was tied by talked very much on these long drives, and them. They moved away presently to the off somewhere,”’ grandfather spoke sober] head. ‘‘Cured, any- that day he was more silent even than barn, and when they came out my grand- ‘Get back sooner and won't be so tired.” h walkin’ to last usual. I remember though that he told father was leading the bay pacer, already Binney laughed and stretched out his me how he had once found a wild turkey’s harnessed and wearing the linen fly cloth hand to the bridle. There was a sound or toward the ten- nest and brought the young birds home that covered him to the ears. I watched the porch, and I turned in time to see Bet}! randfather and 1 went and tamed them: the strain, he said, was them back the horse between the shafts draw back into the sitting room. She met room, where two pairs _ still in our flock at the farm. of Almond Binney’s buckboard. My grand- us there when we came in a Beth I didn’t ame question. “Kept theirwings clippedsotheycouldn’t father led it by the bit and hitched the tie recognize, her cheeks hotly red, her eyes said grandfather. “ f fly out of the pen,”’ he said. ‘‘Wonder _ strap to the tail gate of our wagon. Dougal _ bright and hard with anger ratford.” sometimes if I couldn’t have managed waved his hand lazily; I saw that it was “Why did you let him have it?”’ Her to let him them some better way.”’ full of crumpled bills. voice shook. ‘‘Why do you want him to fter the way I thought not and said as much; he let “Drove a first-rate bargain with him.” go? Hemight have stayed! He came back, me have the last word. We did ourerrands, My grandfather sounded pleased as we didn’t he? And now—now you've spoiled to.”’ Grandfather stopping at the stores and bank and black- drove back toward the road. everything! He’ll never be anything but a ite to be left with that smith shop, and started home by the longer “You going to keep a buggy horse?’’ horse-and-buggy hand after this! But he’d is and nobody to tend road about the east flank of the glen. Ipro- I demanded. have stayed ' tested against this. “Depends. Might have to, if I can’t get ‘Guess he’ll stay anyhow.”’ My grand breath impatiently. ‘‘Wanted to see Malcolm Dougal,’”’ he rid of him.”’ Grandfather chuckled. He father spoke very gently. ‘We've got him the kind you can’ told me. ‘Hear he’s pressed for cash.”’ wouldn’t tell me more. I didn’t understand caged, Beth, but he doesn’t knowit. Won't he won't go away again, “Serves him right if he is,’’ I said spite- until we turned in at our own drive and met ever find it out, I guess, if we don’t keep fittakes him? Think you fully. ‘Gallivanting around buggy riding Almond Binney coming down from the his wings clipped too.” i right in harvest!” kitchen with nested milk pails swinging “Wings?” She stared at him, her eyes Again I thought I Ile didn’t answer, and we drove on in’ from the bend of his arm. He stood and_ wide, searching; the anger dissolved slow], a smile in the white _ silence till we reached Dougal’s house. Old stared at the pacer and the buckboard like in her face. Suddenly she whirled about this time, anyway.” Enoch had been dead less than three years, aman who sees in a dream. and ran from the room; | could hear her f with the county paper, but the paint had begun to crack and peel “Want to trade, Almond?” grandfather on thestairs, laughing, I thought, or cry sn't reading it. His from the clapboards and the farm tools called to him. ‘Give me a hundred and or maybe, woman fashion, both at on always did when stood shiftlessly in the weedy barnyard, twenty for the horse and rig and harness, And 1 saw my grandfather's shadowy smile ,and whatever they already weatherbeaten and red with rust. will you?’ flicker in his white beard. SOME DAY Continued from Page 27 then to grind and “Where did you find those?’’ Aliste a massed attack against this bell-mouthed It was softly withdrawn. Clive um nitrate, sulphur and asked. ‘All the boat and fishing supplies cannon. My technical training tells methat back to the kitchen. ‘* Keep on talking xed these ingredients, are in the storeroom there.” at a distance of about ten paces, this hesaid, ‘‘asif l were here. Imitate my voi guess, first having dried “TI noticed that the buttery door swung medieval mob gun ought to collect every- if you can. The best they can hear is a d eparate pans. During shut. A piece of fish line ran over a sheave thing alive in a circumference of which the tant rumble.” nd came from the other with these leads on the end—a sailor make- diameter is about the same.” He went back to the door. Again the bit shift for a spring.’’ He put the leads in a ‘*There must be something wrong about bored into it, emerging so close to the first are up to. saucepan, which he placed on the coals. me, Clive,’’ Aliste said thoughtfully point that Clive thought it probable the “Still cooking supper for our guests.”’ “That is not lack of courage.”’ borings overlapped. He understood the ’ Clive said. ‘‘ Just ‘*What you might call the entrée,’’ Aliste “No; the reverse. When I think of those’ strategy of this, which was so to weaken lace. If lwereonthe _ said. filthy rats trying to gnaw their way intous_ the surface area to be removed in order to rand wanted to get in, “Entirely right, and one I doubt they'll to fasten onto our throats, and for no other command the room through it that, after buy an auger and a_ digest.’’ He had found the mixture for his reason than pay, I could sit here and watch the last hole bored, a single punch of the it hack saw. To buy ex- powder and was roasting the three principal you roast them over those coals.” battering-ram would smash out the piece ‘t suspicion. An hour's ingredients apart from one another. ‘I Clive nodded. ‘‘I feel that way about it. Otherwise, if the besieged were sugh to saw a hole in the wish they’d make a noise.” They seem entirely outside all human con- they might hamper the work one could command this “They want to tempt us to go out,” sideration, not only in the way one thinks It would take an hour, Clive thought, to le another fellow Aliste said. but in one’s feelings.”’ punch out that embrasure; and even wit! through. An hour ‘‘Something tells me we would not get ‘“‘There’s Loup’s score to settle,’’ Aliste the oak bored through almost to the oppo mobilizing of our muni- far. Now I wonder what these vampires. said. ‘‘You tried to make me think he site surface, a powerful thrust would be would think if they knew that I was even might be still alive, but I know better.” needed to smash out the block. If he were at your powder will be more anxious for them to stick around until ‘Well, no faithful dog or man asks more quick enough, he reflected, it would be pos [ get all set than they are that nothing hap- than to die in the discharge of duty.’’ Clive sible to turn the tables in the use of this carking care, which is pens to lift our siege.” paused in the loading of his musket, ran a loophole and fire through it on the at o as not to burst the ‘They'd never think of that, Clive.” little of his loose powder into the muzzle tackers. But that could be done only for ar f you happen to ‘No; and if they did, do you know what and shook it down into the breech. He _ instant, to get in a shot or two before al : would happen? If that sort of murder hire- filled the priming pan, and holding the three of them fired on the spot li some, ling guessed for a second that the person he muzzle up the chimney pulled the trigger. Moreover, it would be dark by then on one was paid to get was going eagerly ahead There was a muffled detonation, suggest even before that time, as the sun was get yethem with the same plans for himself, he’d slink ing in its sound the explosion of a large in ting low and there was not much light said he out of sight like a rat in a sewer. The _ flated toy balloon, and a part of the white the storeroom, and Clive doubted that rclothes psychology of it is just the same in the smoke billowed out It rolled up to the would be able to see shoot. Besides, r knew it loweranimals. When I wasa boy inGreen- ceiling, filling the room with the pungent, a move was no longer any part of hi wich, I had a fighting buck rabbit that had acrid odor that is unmistakable. strategy. He felt confidence in the force of y; all the dogs cowed. Instead of running, Clive frowned. “I hadn’t counted on the explosive he had made; which, thoug! on picric he'd sail over the dog and kick him flat. that. This stuff is full of waste product, it might not stand an official test, was quite vertheshop You could hear the wallop with those but it seems to have the kick. Hope they — sufficient, he judged, from the pop of the } ied to macerat powerf hind legs a quarter of a mile don’t get a smell of it."”. He loaded the old — explosion in the free barrel of the old arn r with the mo away.” weapon with as heavy a charge as he dared, finish the affair of unarmored bodies at ' was perhaps exaggeration, but and with a big open handful of the leaden range of twenty feet Aliste understood it. Clive was talking to slugs. The kitchen door and that into the He could foresee the manner of attack keep up her cheer, to ease the tension of sus- _ office, or pantry, opened through to the big With one of their number commanding the pense. This was aided by their occupa room, and the passage was in line, as it room through the porthole, another could tion spinning the sinews of war. The lead happened, with the door at which Clive felt hacksaw through the hinges and the batter melted in the pan set on the coals Clive certain the besiegers would soon begin to ing ram would be enough to burst throug! poured a little water in the bottom of a work. As he now finished speaking Aliste the door. The attack would then come set it on the tiles, then mounted slanted her head a little, then pointed ith arush. The men must reason that he kitchen table with the pot of melted mutely to the room beyond had been unarmed, as otherwise he must in one hand and a colander in the Clive listened, then stole through the certainly have fired on the man who had ‘Imitation of a shot tower,” he said, passage and across the room to the big door, killed Loup They would take a chance or id poured the molten metal. against which he laid hisear. Therewasthe there being any weay in the house It was no distinct success so far as form unmistakable fine cutting, tearing sound Moreover, they would reason thi ng globular pellets was concerned, but the that is made by a sharp auger ig int and Aliste would be most apt to bol elongated tears could be cut to measure seasoned oak. The sound stopped idenly the place and try to escape acr Clive trimmed a handful of these slugs; short of the bit cutting all the way through, moor under cover of the darkness then thoroughly mixing his warm explosive, but on glancing along the surface Clive saw This would in fact have been their onl; he loaded the old blunderbuss. “I’m not the tip of it projecting. A good craftsman — slim hope if, indeed, unarmed, and to fore sanguinary,”’ he said to Aliste, ‘“‘but I do can tell by the feeling when this threaded stall it one of the three might be posted or hope that when the time comes they’! make _ tip penetrates and no longer draws the tool. 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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ANN O U a new margin of safet Here is important news for Ford owners. Last year Ford owners in all parts of the country began to discover a new quality in their favorite oil—Gargoyle Mobiloil “‘E.”’ Specifically, they found that their cars ran more smoothly—started more smoothly—stopped more smoothly. The last trace of jerkiness had dis- appeared. These marked improvements were due to an important change that had been made in the characteristics of Mobiloil “‘E.”’ This change brought new smoothness to the transmission band operation of the Ford car. And here is the important point This improvement was accomplished without in any way changing the other characteristics of Mobiloil “‘E”’ that had made it for many years the superior Ford lubricant. Ford owners find in this improved oil the same remarkable freedom from carbon formation. They find the same freedom from overheating. They find the same smooth, powerful operation of the engine They find the same remarkable freedom from engine repair bills Many months have passed. The new oil has everywhere proved its outstanding superiority. It is now a fact, repeatedly demonstrated, that the improved Mobiloil “‘E”’ supplies a new and decidedly noticeable margin of safety in the opera- tion of a Ford car Cold Weather Starts and Stops Ford owners have also found the new Mobiloil “E” especially satisfactory for cold weather driving Today this oil is demonstrating its winter supe- riority to Ford owners all over the country. And where temperatures are lowest this superiority is most strikingly evident Easy starting is of the utmost importance in am) make of automobile engine. Ten starts and stops put greater strain on an automobile engine than two miles of straightaway driving In this connection two factors plainly show why an engineering margin of safety 1s necessary in Ford lubrication 1) Low temperatures congeal many oils now commonly supplied for Ford engines. With such lubricants the engine may need to turn over many times before the oil 1s distributed freely to pistons, cylinder walls, and other frictional surfaces. February 12,1927 (2) Oils of incorrect character do not keep the transmission bands soft and pliable. Thus jerky starting and stopping are more common. Wear of the bands is increased, thus making the need of replacement come oftener. Traffic Dangers Winter runs are usually short. You drive more within town or city limits. Here traffic is con gested. Starts and stops are frequent. Low-gear driving is increased. To keep the engine from get- ting cold there is a temptation to let it run while you leave the car at the curb. Note how the new margin of safety in the im- proved Mobiloil *‘E’’ works in your Ford engine: Quick winter starting .The improved Mobiloil **E”’ remains fluid at temperatures below zero. It permits easier starting of the engine. You use the choke more sparingly, thus cutting down crankcase dilution. No heavier oil can possibly give this advantage. Less wear in starting and in fast driving. The ease with which Mobiloil “‘E”’ splashes in cold weather makes distribution of the oil quick and sure. Thus engine wear is retarded at the most critical period of operation. Any heavier oil must fall short of meeting this requirement At high temperatures, the new Mobiloil “'E”’ re- tains its viscosity (body) better than any other Ford lubricant that we have tested Heat does not thin it down in as marked a way as the same heat often affects other oils. This assures a slower rate of wear and fewer repair bills Fewer band replacements. Improved Mobiloil *‘E’ puts an end to the jerky starts and stops. This definitely extends the life of transmission bands VACUUM Ol! Ghicago, Philadelphia, Boston, Buffalo, ° Other branches and distributing wat MAIN BRANCHES: New York, ‘ } t 4 ‘e}

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mu¢ sortie must be ant ind Saw themsé f ) t ‘ f pated, one of the men would sure ‘ r own sma nceome ind. « n worse } ‘ . watch and might easily get hin e mo me toy} le r. Porthieu tried to st P ment he emerged. Moreover, the succe rf nut couldn't. I had anticipated that ‘ his plan demanded that none of the three And the fe ul of tl eave that place alive. Ever he were so de ‘ fortunate as to kill two of these hired assa Some of the lesser demons , : , ns, and the third escape, the ultimate rimina rowd that pent free and ry : destruction of Aliste might be only post dressed well ar eemed to be pers f ' ‘ ‘ poned He was convinced from what s} educatior ind POSITLO! whereve the ’ had told him, backed by the determinatior hailed from I never guessed the were f 1 t! attack, that she was beleved to mere mina vhateve else heir tivities might Hlow did you mixed up with then It started over the table ts se era é tian. One ght when I had gone alone ye ‘ was winning hea Chey toc me nat t } f } y + + : ra ior an / t < Ame t ‘ j orts, had been aided by his own blunder who'd slipped her leas} eve he ( re noW working for the price left any.’ ey told r } Aliste’s life Are there many e that i ‘ Clive ‘More than you might thir lwa enegud d per ng to get iainted and they invited me \ tt e beer to join a night I thought I was seeing Part | ‘ i t the ver fit to part in a practica e on a woman I pened that ' that ’ walt wa that thought was one i their crowd it who i a | these me on the Was really a rar itsider en ¢ 1 he ther f t t ‘ t discovery when _ stole her jewels, and when 1 found out what Bors M ‘ é thers ol to the had really happened and started 2 troubl ' iM payment row, they pointed out to me that I'd beer really er lhe é | Clive went soltiy back into the kitchen the stool pigeon, vot a lainted with her rorthnieu wa r ( \ i \liste was preparing some food as calmly as_ and asked her to ride back to Biarritz wit} entrée eve where, and the ickmail t

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from his fishing. A pot of soup was simmer the road bbed of our jews is a Sol pretended t gree nd the f ng over the coals and one of the nuge loaves Joke, I wi nough to thint no other wa yut of it, | went to] that are not only the staff but ballast of life “Yours too?” told him everything. He agree A

to the French family on the table. “Yes. Butthey gave back mine before 1 that it wouldn't be enough meré ! ‘You are wonderful, Aliste,’’ Clive said l happened Phe l ippea it that every! ! setting himself on the chest. ‘‘One might ] f e to be dea t ( think that all this was in the day's work ispect yu ( ‘ Did Far gyest t , . ‘ She raised her eyebrows that were darl Vs hut not ¢ . ind straight, with an upward lift at the ee how | ild te J lea W me 4 : yuter corners. ‘“‘When you've been living ¢ That t me ir m thas , Snes the bu whe ' n the slope of an active volcano, the erur s went from b: t , nasl not stampede your wits For

Y looked for t any day then put it t get eve! ied 1 tne yut mind. Dangers this have eir grip, I pretenc p's side w t ever been so far removed from most gt t and kept on wit! What | can't i erations of the humar ice as to make t Wa pevinning 3 I ( No,” Clive admitted Many a Frenc} han mere thieve 4 imily lived in expectation of it not so ve ghtened at thew \ my own great they'd made a fool of me, and I determin« them w

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t 7 ynere t ¢ I | | lr mie 7 ¢ i i] du h ) | \ ndé, here to ready given him some of I nmy room. Marina is } vite treme irprised at { It ked up wit} t to vague. But now i nothe omplica 1 i Was Marina ‘ m you incé, Lieu fa + ’ Fa told me that " ved her some- t t of w. Do b et I ertal erstand.”’ ¢ e’s Rs al P | I vuld judge ar ‘ A 1 t t ' it | I love t t nto ne nance THE SATURDAY now, I’d rather put my faith in this old blunderbuss and the pistol.” “*I wouldn’t trust an awful lot to the pistol,’’ Aliste said; ‘‘or, at least, to the cartridges it’s loaded wit live asked quickly, “Why not?”’ ‘The last time I fired it was to shoot ata rock rabbit on the edge of the cliffs. I thought Fanch might relish a fricassee. it close to me. The rabbit came out and s I'd got to be a pretty good shot, but this time when I pulled the trigger the thing : made a funny muffled pop and sputter and hissed out of the back. I thought it might explode, and threw it aside The powder must have been damp Clive snatched the pistol out of his side | } pocket ind ope ned the breech. A swift ex- amination proved what he had feared. A bullet had stuck in the barrel, the bore rusted no doubt in the damp sea air for lack ) of proper cleaning and oiling. Clive quick whittled a ramrod and tried to force the wedged ball through. Failing in this, for the stick broke, he od with a long iron skewer Aliste found for him. But the bullet vas too tightly jammed. His knowledge of firearms told Clive that it would be a fac- .) a 1.) Darrel clear and ciean of our arsenal con- i ‘That throws us en- iciency of this old weapon.”’ He reached for the blunderbuss to ex- amine the ancient arm more thoroughly. tirely on the eff At least the outside of it was clean, polished and shimmering in the firelight. Clive glanced it over and laid it down. ‘‘A family heirloom, you say”? ‘Yes. But it wasn’t valued much until Fanch found it when he was breaking up an old boat that had belonged to his grand- father, to get the copper bolts and things. This was down under the flooring.” ‘What? In the bilge water for years? suppose so. It was thick with rust, 1 scraped off the rust and polished it up. Look, Clive, your and is all sooted. Here’s a dishcloth.” Clive glanced at the hand he had run I Fanch worked at it an | of the blunderbuss. It was asy black. His forehead puckered as he picked up the weapon and in the glare from the reech, not only round the over the ba smeared examined it firing pan but higher up, the polished iron was flecked with small black, greasy stains Then, as Clive stared at these, trying to ac- count for them, he saw in the center of these sooty spots some fine needle pri ks that had escaped his observation until that With a smothered exclamation Clive picked up the heavy kitchen knife and was about to deal the barrel a light tap, when he hought better of ‘*, reflecting that this makeshift explosive he had manufactured | To test more safely he lighted a cigarette, drew in the to Aliste’s dismay, clapped smoke, and then, his mouth to the bell-shaped muzzle and ex- pelled the smoke forcibly into the barrel of ; he old hand cannon. As he had feared the finest of smoky jets ssued from several minute orifices. The pitted patches of rust of many decades in the briny bilge water had eaten throug The chances were, Clive thought, that Fanch’s scraping away of this rust had left the whole barrel of a perilous thinness, so that to tire the old arm would be attended with far more danger to marksman than to Clive laid it down with a sinking heart The whole arsenal 100 per cent rotten,” he said grimly. He did not add that as soon the ht fell deeply outside, they might expect a successful storming of their fostrens Then, as if to say it for him, there came i splintering crash against the big oak door it which the assailants had all this time gy in their persistent, ratlike vill he i rested one elbow on the table and with his chin on his fist stared at the glowing coals. He was trying to prove the EVENING POST truth of a statement once made in his pres- ence by a hard-bitted old adventurer by land and sea, to the effect that no matter how desperate a situation might appear, there was always some way out of it, if one could only hit on it. This had not been said casually or given as a general rule that might be proved by some rare exception. It had been unqualified, flung as a chal- lenge to denial, the Scot who offered it pre- pared to back his assertion by philosophic argument both physical and metaphysical. There was no such abstract fact, he claimed, as infallibility, nor did there exist in the natural order of the universe any quality that was of a single substance —no darkness without light, no evil without its trace of good; and he asserted that this nucleus of something in what looked like nothing- ness might be rapidly, sometimes instantly, built up into a factor for salvation, if one went about it intelligently. Having started with this syllogism, its propounder had un- fortunately fallen asleep, but at least he had implanted in Clive’s mind the grain of a tremendous thought. There must always, he reflected, be some- thing to do, if one could only see where to start. Many miraculous escapes from situa- tions apparently hopeless bore out this hypothesis. Clive had in fact already proved it in theory at least, though success- ful application in practice appeared to have fallen down through a defect in the ma- terial at hand. But if hope exists at all, then it can have no final limitation, because hope itself is an infinite quality, and to set a limit to infinity would be a contradiction of terms, the definition of something which is not. Clive did not wade mentally through all this abstract muck, but got at the conclu- sion logarithmically, as one might say. This was, that if there is any one way out of a mess, then there must be some other. His mind was of a sort to be stimulated rather than muddled by a crisis; and now, as he sat staring at the fire for at least thirty sec- onds, he passed in swift mental review a series of potential expedients. One basic principle he clung fast to, determined to build only on such—and this was that no matter how forlorn the hope his course of action must remain offensive rather than defensive. The direction of effort must be against rather than away from the enemy Clive glanced through the passageway, but the interior was too dark for him to see what had happened. He could guess that if there had been light enough, he must have seen the end of a spar or wagon tongue pro- jecting through a square aperture in the oaken door bored round the edges and smashed away He closed the kitchen door. The big room must now be commanded by pistol fire through the loophole made. But al- though the bar could be removed, the heavy lock and hinges would still resist a good deal of battering, Clive thought, until the latter were hacksawed through. It did not greatly matter, so far as Clive could see At that moment he knew the emotions of primitive man, or a tiger or other fighting animal, ready enough to launch an offensive-defensive where any hope offers, but who knows the anguish of being trapped or cornered by enemies provided with weapons against which he cannot hope to make an) tain also that even the tiger knows the 1y hopeful resistance. It is fairly cer- added anguish of being thus defenseless when the life of the female is doomed. That ste was indeed such, Clive never thought to question There had been time for him to realize that this girl was and always had been from boyhood the one love of his life. Such relationships require no 1 th in the hearts of those fortunate enough to know demonstrating. They simply exist them, and the mere fact of even one of the twain possessing this sure consciousness makes it fairly certain that the state of heart must be mutual And now, so far as Clive could see, here was the end of it in sight. One of the three men was certainly doing a sentry-go out- side, keeping in sight the only two means of February 12,1927 exit, which, although on d the house, could be watched from a little distance, or by a fairly rapid pacing back and forth from one to the other corner of the building’s end Another crash against the door decided this. The next muffled thump, for the be- siegers had evidently padded the end of their battering-ram co that its blows would be less apt to attract the attention of any fferent sides of , simultaneously chance passer-by, crystallized the idea forming in Clive’s mind. The continuation of these heavy buffetings appeared to indi- cate that the assailants had decided— cor- hinges rectly, perhaps—that lo could not long withstand repeated shocks of such force, and that it would prove a quicker job to hammer away persistently than to bore the wood and attack the massive hinges with a hack saw. Or pos- sibly they had not sent to town at all for implements, but had found the auger on the premises, and lacked the metal saw. At any rate, it was not hard to tell what might be expected when finally the door crashed in. The enemy would enter the big room cautiously, with pistols drawn and pocket torches, examining the place; when, on finding their q kitchen, they could make quick work of the comparatively frail inner door, one of them guarding the port of exit. Clive himself could expect no mercy. He would be in- stantly disposed of, when Aliste might be subjected to almost any sort of inquisition Constant and his ally in the paint shop had impressed Clive as more of Tartar than uarry retreated to the European or Slavic type. Racial traits far worse than those of the mere savage lay close to the surface, under their fashionable costuming. Aliste risked something in the nature of the third degree to which Russian women of rank were treated; forms of violence unspeakable, unthir Such danger would remain even if ¢ sheer ation might manage to pu even two of these near-Asiatics hors de desper combat. He went immediately to work. “Give me a corkscrew,” he said to Aliste. .) She handed him the implement. Clive the metal split the wooden handle, secured spiral to the end of a stick and drew the wadding of the blunderbuss, poured out the slugs and powder into a bowl. He had made three times the quantity required for a », and he now mixed all this with the leaden slugs, then poured it back the barrel, wadding it hard to the muzzle wit}! a dishcloth. Aliste watched him in silence **Get the idea?’’ Clive aske i ““Yes; you are making a sort of bomb.’ That’s it. The bart use it as a gun. Now give me the broom and a piece of stout twine.” Aliste did so. Clive lashed the blunder y to the broom handle, then trigger « ar trigger and ran it is too far gone t buss secur tieda piece of cord to the along the stick. While thus engaged, the thumpings against the door sounded with a stubborn, fatal regularity, evenly spaced, as if the swing of the improvised battering- ram was worked by a machine. The per- sistent effort was correctly applied, Clive thought. Each consecutive jar was bound to tire, as masons say, the stone around the sockets in which lock and hinges were seated \ break away any moment it might crumble But this very periodicity favored his de Two men would be required to swing heavy implement, whatever it be, while a third must certainly be poste waiting for the sortie to be ex as sentry, pected when the door crashed in, or perhay before that happened. This must leave the loophole cut to remove the bar and throug} which to command the room exposed, and from the borings he had watched, Clive tig d that the aperture must be amply larg« to thrust in his improvised bomb His preparations finished, he picked up the big water cruse and quencl i when the kitchen was plunged in utter darkness, the window shutters being closed and fastened. Clive struck a match, took the hatchet from the wood box and shoved Continued on Page 99 — a rs

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Perhaps hed hit you |’ you came right out and called the fellow in the picture lazy he'd resent it. From the iooks of him, you might be sorry you said if If some one inferred that you were lazy, youd probably be irritated yourself. We all like to think we are prompt, careful, alert, businesslike. But if we are honest with ourselves, most of us will admit we are lazy usually about little things—such as getting our shoes shined, having a wave, looking after our nails, shaving when we ought to. And unfortunately we sometimes neglect little tasks that bear directly on health and , happiness. ‘ Take tooth brushing for example. Delighttul and refreshing as its after effects are, few of us like the actual job itself. One stroke this way—one stroke that—no thrill at all. No wonder we are lazy about it. Realizing the truth of this the makers of Listerine set out deliberately to formulate 1 of P , , ‘ y } ‘ tale LU) t a dentifrice that would furnish the easiest. quickest way to clean teeth In short, a tooth paste efficient even in the hands of lazy people—for in tooth brushing, at least, the word lazy applies to so many OT us. Listerine Tooth Paste is really very easy to use. It works fast. With just a minimum of brushing your teeth feel clean—and actually are clean. You have the job done almost before you know it. This is on account of the way Listerine Tooth Paste is made. It contains a specially prepared cleansing ingredient — entirely harmless to enamel*—plus the antiseptic essential oils that have made Listerine famous. And how fine your mouth feels after this kind of a brushing! Then, besides, you know your teeth are really clean —and therefore safe from decay—Lambert Phar- macal Co., St. Louis, U. S. A. P. 5. Is your pocket book tired? Listerine Tooth Paste is only 25 cents for the large tube. February 12,1927 j ee — = frags

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Continued from Page 94 ( it under his belt. Aliste picked up the fire mediately after the A Ine id ‘ tt j poker, a road ol wrought ron tw ted 4 i was making it ist stand iral, and with the usual hook and pror ( e was ed to stea ind along re t e end Wall of the big m the instant light ‘ } tand by the kitchen door—the out showed unobstructed through the f t ‘ , le one Clive whispered se re t opening He near ant pated t Y et i} it and make for town if anything gov ment fata rhe bright be ‘ hig t i a 9 th nw al ‘ torch sred t} igh went the v ‘ } Can't I hel; \ te asked terior nd re Lined the er t Yo. This is a one-man j¢ ndIwant door. Had it astened on that pr ' t igh. If there's a hitch ( e must e been d vered t the " hi " k morethanI do. \ ‘ moved sear nj ind th delibe r statior ( e felt } Fortunately the door had pre mb n W ana 00a lor a moment peer pen t e tact that tne e! Not a sound came fron door now ewise a not « ol rhythmic thumping went the observation of the keen ey ot ‘ ‘ . te tour thuds to the minute through the apert r t t the t t I kite intry. The place, like the A low ‘ n guttural Fr tchen, was pitch dar} but on the far *Tiens! What's th Che bean f A ‘ ‘ le of the big room there was a squaré light swept to the front d f the f \list t iperture of pale flickering light, as if from room, revealing it barred and bolted withir , : ; ’ a candle to give direction tothe blowsonthe the iron ets closed Ihe ; other side of the wall Also, as Clive now Another voice muttered mpatiently ( e dre ‘ ‘ 1 the y stened, there were other d lesser ur something that ¢ ‘ ild not disting t { e! t f that he had not he ( ed ihe torch snapped off and again came the vou t et t petween, coming itive square glimme ol ain ont Lnotne t t ‘ ( j ‘ blow. These were significant creakings an thump— harder than the others, it sounded pre ‘ whinings, with the rattle of smal nts asif from afresh access of strength and in ed t ! t ! of stone falling down. The strong r patience to finish the job. A ek of stone the « the were giving way reluctantly, could not fell with a clatter and the whole door i erating silent the next ste ; much longer support the successive sho quaked and shivered. Something scraped theatt The t ; [he measure of these blows now directed along the wall. Clive suspected that the there had ! wie ! t M j ( e’s action, while the fact that the oper upper hinge had gone This seemed ve with w the Ami 1 armed hir ng was not obscured showed that 1 fied by the low exclamation from t} ther ‘ 1 was now ‘ t watcher was there Intent upon the side t beyond, ready t ‘ issault, which held a sort of grim Oriental There was no time to be lost. The ve the " All rea patience, the assailants had evidently laid next blow might topple in the barri« t} 1 young womar 1ution aside. Extreme to which case, though ¢ e's offer emight ¢ f beli { ‘ e thous iy, because they would s« ng still avail for these two men at least, he vned, Ww i yet 1 wit é for any offensive action wl risked being himself included in the } , ’ protecting he , ad evidently set out unarmed in the ear wrought. Worse st t ild not be cor was against her rema é that ifternoon for a reconnaissance to discover plete in any degree etlicient with the tl | ted ew I ther meal ue f ndeed, the young woman whon ‘ itch outside. TI e might t t gy alr ! . ight was in the locality Clive a ed at the result n t . ‘ — } error would seem to lie I Naving bee as ne lid Manage sale ! ‘ t t tne n ( ! ( ire that he was not followed e crossed the room noise t ent to the { ‘ Precisely hereir ay the value ol! agers attened himse aga t the t ‘ rt 1 ym on the of a trapped fugitive wh« side the door, but clear of it r moved 1 t é é presumably must be cowering atthefarend He had recely done so when there me paused th t , f his burrow. If a buck rabbit, holed in by another and, as it 1, more devastat t inge of t gt " n mongrel pawing at the burrow’s mouth, ng blow. With it rumbling clatte " t iz ‘ m t ‘ ‘ ‘ vere suddenly to dash out and fasten it and at the same moment a ponderous ma passageway through to t ) odent teeth in the dog’s nose, it is fairl, came crowding against ¢ e, while the y man with Constant t} ertain that such an unlooked-for disregard room was dimly filled wit ght le re had come to the t " ( 1 f all established precedent would wir ed it it had happened Che ild tell fr I é te rabbit clear. If all the rabbitsin the warren _ bolt of ock had given way whe tature. He t r ! t were simultaneous to attack, they n ght the big door, st supported ti ¢ r | \ ; / even stampede the human hunters with no hinge, had swung back against him, placing next if great loss. Unless it were to the hunters, him behind it | ar ! ( A W who in their startled dismay would be most This new development endangered the it it l r t [t is not . ipt to fill one another with small shot, fat: trategic move that ( ew yn the ver worth while t t t thing é \V where the r point-blank. A pogrom of attempting, to thrust the blunderbu girl would hav the house ' | mig nto a massacre of through the hole in the door, and holding pret wor ei De ¢ ecuted f ra t by the broomsticl to pu the trigger ne t ; ; { prece y overcome la cord, mn then s ol the door to thana i ‘ \ race mer ss harried through the ce snield the explosion of |! bon t Ar ] mage turies could be brought to realize that t} This } have been able to accom ( { principle of submission is not bound plist a ght lifferent w , t . ‘ precedent at all, but mer I But as he was crowded b gainst t t t inat tata self-destr tive innecessary wall bv the swing of the do yme he ! L eoygT ipl n the two letter I-} pod fell oO the blunade ] to send t } tte t ung , d In the 7 the attacker ight clattering to the tile or. It did not « iv A { tohave | n mind that assassins, mers piode, and at the same instant a brignt I t w it ( ‘ because they are such, have not any first « ght flashed past him and fastened t the fun ption on courage and resource. Perhaps the bomb wherein lay all his hope of turr Good! Smoke then ? so they had no experience of the citize no t fat site } } r ingenuit , | | > paused, Thi mt Mp

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wl thie ma rhe Mm in 4 onstant Was ¢t Veni ym this plane oi mat t Hie uid not Nave aitered ead a fraction, or the he hatchet would not have 1 it wit! uc pe t i gnt I irding yf ne A Wal T ed the rhythmic t \ t s ve It energ $0 ree ected it r ol whatever ! g the order of an Ci I nterieres until ‘ red, the to | ed forces spent; ) ‘ r t startled ! m the powe 1 ! tt tensor muscle ft the ( 1 st the eart! read run! gy in tne sale direction SO v the race instinct of the man who fights é ‘ prompted a hori- t ne that was ( ti sweeping e! { tne n la » his instinct, drop at the whistle of ! ] igh the signtiess atmos He may not have heard the blow i ped the significance of ) } it conscious intelli g instinct warned him not to light until he had some inkling ny or He resisted the im e to hre haphazard until what seemed ble a t flung himself yuldet with a sort of t a al t and fired twice t Ody or 4 onstant he double flare of the pistol and deafen i ts located his enemy for Clive and i him that tl reature Was spitting i n the di Something not far rer ed from instinct impelled him to ds of a desert. It is rarely still, r with the wind in such tremendous ties that often the sun is dimmed to ! eb igh there be not a ‘ fe wints ago a man and woman { upon a climb of Long’s Peak in the f Colorado Park regior The sun 1 ) antly, for winter out the est of the peak plainly to per e lowlands, miles away. But the Vi t ne nad ached now lay fine and pow another m the sky, but from the easing blizzards which it ength and played a part in ly which followed--the woman é he man was crippled for man died in an attempt Going Down! vstorm had come during the ng a plain where the barn had ew of burving tr a} h would Ever tne f ad a i innel i ‘ Wa n rt 4 1 guidepost; we only knew e] an attempt to he edge of the ridge. This we did, only T ert ( hat we ‘ unded t vas hundred \ immer W exter tha , t me lost inge enst ? ‘ ry } t 1 it THE SATURDAY capsize the table across which he had just leaned to sink the hatchet into Constant. The inv as the edge of the heavy piece of furniture came down across the knees of the sprawling murder agent, ve another foghorn through the murk enshrouding this collision. It placed the man definitely enough for him to lean over the table’s upper edge and strike sav- oluntary was for C agely at random. Steel clashed on steel as the hatchet came in contact with tue pistol, cnocking it from the man’s grip. Once again, other senses than visual told Clive what had happened. He knew his versary to be disarmed and I t partly pinned down by the table. Also, he realized the urgency of speed if he was to finish what he had started here before the third man could run round the house into the storeroom and flank him with an elec- tric torch and an automatic pistol. Clive 1 * blind downward blow, strik- ing some soft body—as it happened, that of Constant A scutfling to the right warned Clive that the venomous rat for which he quested aimlessly was wriggling out, and might bolt for the door, if able to guess just where that aperture, no blacker than the room itself, might be Then, in despair, the panic-stricken fool flashed his light for one brief blink, whether to locate his weapon or the door. This was enough for Clive, whose response was an onslaught that combined the tactics of foot ball and blindman’s buff. The “buff”’ proved exact, for as he dived wide-armed at the spotty bluish complement of that fleck of light his head crashed against the horizontal leg of the table that was upper- most as the piece lay on its beam ends. Luckily the shock was not stunning, and though a little dazed, Clive still functioned fully. His empty hand fell on a leg not belonging to the table, but to that terrified hunter who now was being hunted. EVENING POST Clive’s fingers, rather short and very strong, sank into the muscles of the calf. A violent kick spoiled His grip, but his hand slipped down to get a better hold on the ankle. He was himself on one side, nearly on his back, an enemy ankle in one hand, a hatchet in the other. Terror and the jaw trap quality of the powerful thumb sunk under the Achilles’ tendon brought a squall out of the potential murderer. Hauling in the wretch, Clive squirmed round and smote. A scream followed. Still taking in the slack, Clive smote again, and higher up. Another heave, a shifting of grip to a higher extremity and another heavy blow silenced the scuffling. Clive scrambled to his feet. As h a voice with an exultant rote cri 49°° e did so d from outside the house, *‘('a-y-es ‘Not yet,’’ Cliveanswered. ‘‘Stay where you are.” Here was the quickness of wit that has saved many a partial victory from being ruined. In telling the sentry that the affair was not yet finished and sending him back to his post, Clive had hoped to gain time in which to supply himself with torch and pistol, when the final stroke must have But although the fellow had taken it for granted that the shots fired were into and the yells from the massacred American, some alien accent in Clive’s French now gave him pause. ‘Constant!”’ he called again. Clive dared not answer. Constant’s voice had been, he was aware, high-pitched and with a clipping of the words he could not hope to imitate. His own was resonant, a deep barytone. He struck a match and by the flare immediately found Constant’s pis- tol on the tiles beside his body. Clive picked it up, wiped it on Constant’s fashion- able coat; then lighting another match, looked frantically round for the torch. Some bright object near the door into the been easy WHIT SILENCE Continued from Page 25 would mean the loss of valuable time; miles lay between us and town, with snowshoe work most of the w ay So we took a moun- We unstrapped our webs. Then we sat upon one, braced the other under a left arm, to be used as a brake, held in readiness to extra braking, and kept our right arms free. At last we kicked off and slid down that mountain, digging deep into the snow with our extra snowshoe and our boots to hold our progress to some- thing like sanity, or, when the speed became veered our course toward the tips of thirty-foot pines, just protruding above he snow, so that with our free right hand we might seize their tops, whirl madly, slow our speed, then start a fresh descent that could not be broken until another clump of tree tops came within our path It was a grand toboggan ride, replete with hrills, but we didn’t talk about it much when we got back to town taineer’s chance. our heels too dizzy, Some of our mountaineer friends might have asked us why we hadn’t gone back to the cabin and started anew, instead of making a pair of unmitigated fools of ourselves, thus creating the possibility of danger for some innocent person. Therein lies a rule of the high coun- try, especially in the winter, as regards the s that one may take. When a man con- templates putting his own life into the balance he must remember that he also is fast and loose with the lives of 1) others—the forest ranger, the sheriff, the ma of the nearest little town, and such ( te may be called into action by tive For these are the persons who must strap on their webs or their skis ar tart fort to the fastnesses ! f re ( it risk ends lisastrously. Mountaineers say that it isn’t fair for a man to play with the lives of other \ jut their consent For the R € vinter are dangerous to those who must bu their drifts or seek ) beat their ferocity. Cold, menacing, a place of inending white silence, save for the incessant whining of the winds and the swish of gale-driven particles of ice and snow; of spots so cold and dry that by a chemical action unexplainable to the aver- age mountaineer the misty breath of aver- age cold in average country is absent; of buried streams and even spots where a siz- able forest completely disappears through the action of wind and drifting snow. They are different Rockies from those of the summer—not only different in their aspect but in their attitude and their effect upon him who invades them. There is a lure about the Continental Divide when the sun blazes in the warmth of summertime. Even though one may know that this lure leads to possible danger, he obeys it because of the mysticism—the suggestion of the supernatural, the urge of curiosity which prompts it. But there is nothing of this kind in the winter. Like the llai » melodrama, the Continental ; stripped of its glamour when the white silence falls; there is no beauty of wild flowers to lead one on, no glorious red splash of Indian paintbrush to make one forget that timber line is only a few hun- dred feet off, no softness of columbine, no beauty of drifting clouds -it is stark and herce and def int, and iké I preter Loneliness in the Hills Just as the nature and the appearance of the countr undergo a change, so changes the attitude of those who must live in it There's a sort of quiet determination about the nature of a hillman once winter sets in the same determination that exists in the inhabitants of a fortress under siege. Win- ter is not a time of jollity in the high coun- try, such as so often exists in other districts, where winter promotes a greater community spirit, more visiting, more gatherings as sleighs come and go along the crisp high- ways. It is the opposite in the hills. February 12,1927 office retlected the match light. It was the lens of Constant’s torch that had rolled there. Clive hurried over and picked it up, just as the match burned his fingers At the same moment the voice outside called again, ‘Constant, why don’t you answer? Clive, though distrusting the effect of an accent that though good enough was yet far removed from Constant’s impure one, felt constrained to answer, ‘‘ The American has wounded me. To your post.” There was no answer. Clive could guess that his ruse had failed. Though he had tried to speak gutturally, like a man sorely hurt, the keen ears of the apache outside had detected the fraud, even with the iron shutters between Also, if Clive had thought, his statement did not check with the sounds of strife, two shots and some yells. A quick-witted assassin would reason instantly that with three men engaged, and one of them, the American, presumably dead and Constant wounded, more than two shots would have been fired in the big room. And what of the third man, whose name Clive did not know? The silence from outside indicated some suspicion of the truth, or a situation close to the truth, that the American had been armed and managed to ambush and kill his assailants, whether with two quick shots or these shots followed by letnal blows, as the yells would seem to report. Constant, eV dying, would speat n no such alien tone The next moment Clive’ had failed to trick the man were confirmed In startling fashion, for the voice outside fears that he ‘You cannot fool me, mon sieur. I have lived in America and know a ankee when | hear him. I caught mam’ selle as she was slipping out and I'll blow her brains out if you try any of your tricks TO BE CONCLUDED “*T reckon I'll have to get out next win- ter,” said a ranch foreman to me last summer. ‘‘Not on account of me—TI can fork hay to bawlin’ critters as well as the next one an’ stand it just as long. But it the missus. You see the snow closed ir early last year and she didn’t see another woman for seven months. It got awful lonesome.” Loneliness, even in a community —the such is the mental atti tude of the high country. Nor is this con fined only to the extreme stretches of altitude. The last of August sees in the ranges, beginning at about eight thousand feet above sea level, a certain attitude of watchfulness, of expectancy, as though of an approaching menace. In the plains where lie Denver and r cities popularly supposed to be alti tudinous, but looked upon by the true mountaineer in the same light that Den loneliness of siege; country below otne verites look upon the inhabitants of sea level —it is still summer; in still lower dis tricts winter remains a far-distant condi- tion, to be considered only when it gives the first of the many warnings which presage Not so in the hills; September first seems to mean a general a gradual approach. turning point, no matter if the weather be fair or foul. T ng as though one is being left behind to struggle against a swiftly encroaching foe, while others flee. For the sional guide there is at least the joy of preparation for another summer, just as there is for the trout fisherman, poring over his flies In case he might gain an i cowboy and for the profes- + Une splration whicn the activities of iv But those are pensive things, having to do with other season would cause | m to miss nterests than those which will be brought about by the first snowfall. Not everyone in the mountains is a professional guide or a dude cowboy or a habitual fisherman, and the general exodus, to the m, carries a Continued on Page 105 ————

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~~ = (Continued from Page 100 feeling of melancholy far deeper than the mere thought of the departure of a number of persons who have left a few m

lars in the mountains in return coolness and beauty

Instead, it is like a warning signal, flaunt- ing its message of bitter d to come True, there may be that joy « s—a long fall—extending even into the first weeks of November before the white silence f such things happen every few years in the mountains. But more likely, before Ha lowe’en is even near, the winds come shriek

ing from the higher crags, only slightly harp at first, then steadily colder. The clouds begin to mass about the greater peaks, hanging gray and menacing for day after day, or, drifting up from the lower country, the broken fogs appear, si ng like wraiths before the chill wind, winding through the canyons, drivin spruce and pine, which hay eems, overnight from their of summer to a somber shade which ap- proaches blackness Ghostly, unearthly appearing are these spectral vapors, as the bronze sun hangs for a moment at the edge of the nearest | then drops as though jerked like a maz onette, while night slinks swiftly in its wake. Then one awakes one morning to find about him, on Old Chief over to the left, on Goliath and the rest of the peaks, a broken, black-spotted mantle of white. The menace has that suddenly become a fact Winter is in the high hills, while autumn still clings in the lesser ranges where humar and beast may yet enjoy warmth and life while the threat remains in clear sight above, like the ske ton at tl

brings a time of activity. Now the cattle are bawling at the drift fences, calling dolorously that the ranchmen begin their riding upon the shove-down, when, wholk ommunities joining in the round-up, the forest reserves are scoured for the cattle which have existed there all summer, bri

ing them to a common ground where feed ers, canners, she stock, beef, heavies, and cows’n calves by their sides are cut out, a cording to brand, estimates made upon what a rancher can carry over during the winter, judged of course by his hay suppl) what shall be sent to market, and what killed for the ranch larder. The Higher the Fewer One after another the sheep trains rol over the great divide or along the car i tS re = pe 09 09 ; - 3 4 high-country grasses to ranches in the

lower country or to the killing pens. The homesteader oils his rifle, and picks } spot from which to watch surrounding ountry. The deer, like the cattle, are mi ng out of the heights in their annual mi- gration to the lower country, where the snow will not be too deep for pawing, ar where swift-moving hoofs car l enough grass to keep an animal alive. The nrieking wa ot the ot euce travels in heavy packs now, working } way to lower country with the general m¢ ment of other animals Like the tourist who has departed a month he fore, the wild animal also de parts in a general hegira which leaves only t} small things behind. The bear is holed the woodchuck likewise; the deer and « ire in the lowlands, o penadir the w te n the v nity of aranch, the haystacl which they raid systematically in spite of guards, dogs and fences. The mountain lion is trailing in the larger beasts’ wake, ind the coyote is following in the distance »], the snowshoe screaming Jay, and the } ipine, snuggled in the fork of a tree that ; bark and at the san who remain until the drifts shall fade. These and the humans, to whom the high-country winter r 1 means nearly eight months of solitude— the prospector or lone miner, remaining in ! hack beside his hole in the ground, with

The result is t he er le his usual route in the A t ne Instead, there ar eports, long 1 ected ar most I t 2 | Like i pen i ttle prepares for the i f tourists of otner year ne Y inst the fo } of a district that brought forest fires other seasons; he twits carelessne planning a camping spot in a pos nt will give pieasure to imper nd t t tret« 1 tir f n + ne ] ide é er of } i wi tumped } ea Comanche to } vton fo mone more ) more ‘ need { hin ni¢ the n | on his to } ttie, a pe rn n, a red glare tive fa bla ng at Vatchne of the y} lence has piled e st f many into ar ( erheated st that and his lo ( tri nto ] « camps to ‘ ium be¢ ct timber from ] nr i0us tt I the W \ eye ever ( fo Christmas-tree bootlegger, fill his wint duties, and he eldom idl Strange enouch. to ne Is forest range these d x n direct op] tion to what t glance nse it n v mile happily whe L pe n ment (hristmas tre i e tl re that there’s nothing fine the world t} 1 pretty tree we ecorated for the ¢ The entiment y ¢ ttitude a , , ¢ ‘ | 1 to protect t rancer repli witt t t} tainly are 1 that there er nrot tion than the generous ‘ Christn greenery pr 1e¢ f ; ; ¢ taken from the er? ‘ Don't ¢ pW ( ey our tres ’ ¢ ent islt ¢ e hat t t } nm the ( ‘ + bout mile j t All of which n st | trict, in the mountains, mar ngers r ‘ ' ( ty Souin anet +

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eces of brush placed beside them, that the wind of the night may not lose them to the rancher entirely. And if this happens, a high-country man may start forth upon what he believes to be his road, only to find that he has driven his team into a soft, yielding substance which shields the bed of a creek, there to wallow and sink as if in quicksand, sometimes to be rescued, and ometimes not There is the threshing to do, a duty sometimes not completed upon the high- country ranch until Christmas, or even later. There is the hauling of wood and coal often from thi’ty miles away— when such a ing is possible. Then there are stretches of from a month to four when a man does not even see his nearest neighbor, even though that neighbor lives but a few miles away, so swiftly has one blizzard followed 1 it is that the world is indeed white, even to its animal and bird inhabitants. The jack rabbits and cottontails, gray in the summer and autumn, have become dirty white now. The snowshoe rabbit, a bluish the warmer months, is often rt dis- tunce, so thoroughly has his coat changed color during

indiscernible at a comparatively sh to match his surroundings. The weasel, living through snowdrifts with almost in- omprehensible speed, is no longer the beautiful dun brown of other times. Now he has the habiliment of kings —a beautiful ermine—but his marauding propensities not change. He is still the killer, still the bloodsucker, still the most defiant and desperate of all small animals. One who a weasel in his attacks wonders if ling of which he is afraid. Once, in the Cebolla country of Southern Colorado, my pack train stampeded sud- denly, as if frightened by something at least CC watches

there is any

» of a bear, but it was only a weasel

Where the Staff of Life is Hay Until deep into the winter months does the softness of white continue, only at last to crust, bringing a great change to the high country. The horses, accustomed to paw- ing the snow for grasses underneath, flock to the feeding pens. The grouse, truly wil birds in other times, now hurry for the hz

stacks and the neighborhood of the gran- , roosting on the heights of the stacks in ledge that they mean safety from

the know the attacks of the coyotes which have re- turned from the low country, and grate- fully accepting the advance of man, even to the extent of eating from the hand of a ranchman, from whom they will flee as be- fore a mortal enemy when the summer ys and magpies afflict : the cattle or raid the henroosts, stealing mes again. Blueja eggs with all the enthusiasm of a degener- now

even teams and horses and light automo- biles can travel over the snow crust. And the housewile finds it easier to hang out her washing upon a clothesline erected some eight feet higher than its usual posi- yn in summer. Now she can carry her Ke Before ( is strapped on her nd placing her wash basket upon hem, has shuffled it about the yard as s out the products of the tub. And the crust comes hay! Not in presence, but in absence. War, re, flood, pestilence and disaster may come to the rest of the world without much inter-

est being given ne ranchman ol the f ur The s somet g far more importar lestior ) w ha) ) he 4 ‘ ymmur F\ ipon t supply of t epends er) of that region. Here a man has fed his last wisp and his cattle are gaunt-eyed and starving, until, risking snowed-in roads, blizzards, tretches along the ridges of mountains, the owner makes Nis way to another rancn he may buy the necessities for the wel- fare of his cattle. Ov the static-fil ne, whe phone may run, f ener-it just one question rom day to day and week to week, *‘ How's Ou i ! nf

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For this is the time of the spring blizzards, worst time of all the year in the high coun- try. When the temperature may rise and drop for a range of forty degrees, all within a few hours, or rising, create humidity enough to bring a slanting snow that lasts for days, blocking roads, snowing in men who have been fighting to bring feed to their cattle and sending forth the rescue parties, for now the mountains are in their true role of melodrama and true tragedy. I know a woman who, during a March blizzard of three years ago, traveled for four days through the blizzard, and when, at last, arrived at a haven, spent the night with eight other refugees in a cabin which housed the corpses of two persons who had died in that storm —all that she might save the lives of cattle by risking her own. It is of such things that the drama of the high hills is made during the months of white silence, especially in the spring. That is the time that is feared above all others. Autumn is menacing, winter is cruel, but spring is treacherous. Because of that treachery, a tremendous district in fact, the whole northwestern portion of Colorado-—-awoke a few years ago to the realization that it was cut off from civiliza- tion. The calendar said that the season was spring—a time of happiness. It was in other countries. But here the blizzards had come anew. Telegraph wires were down. Telephone communication was im- possible. Stores, depleted through the winter months, were faced with the prob- lem of supplying a great community without the hope of replenishment. The one railroad, winding its tortuous course over the very crest of the Conti- nental Divide that it might serve this region until the more efficient substitute of a six-mile tunnel through the very heart of the range be completed, was blocked. Driven by a seventy-mile wind, a relentless blizzard which continued day in and day out with- out abatement, had nullified the every effort of snow-fighting material that is equaled in few parts of America. Snowplows, tre- mendous Mallet engines, snowsheds, shov- elers, working continuously —all had failed. The force of the gale had been fierce enough to drive particles of snow through the two- inch openings at the top of the snowsheds in quantities sufficient absolutely to fill them. The road was blocked, and a region of some twenty thousand square miles was cut off from the world.

Not the Spring the Poets Sing The cattle died in droves in the three weeks which followed. Parties of rescuers from ranch to ranch,

made their slow way

gathe supplies where supplies were plenty, and lugging them to where supplies were few. Stores watched their fast- emptying shelves—but the snow still con- tinued. Atop Corona Pass, more than eleven thousand feet above sea level, hordes of men, their faces blackened with engine grease to combat snow blindness, their eyes so cut from flying particles of ice that they were nothing more than blood-red slits in their faces, their lips torn and swollen and bleeding, fought the rd and constant

danger of death—all, s pose. A tremendous plow, striving against emingly, to no pur-

the hard-piled cakings of drifted snow

summoned every at forward, struck

screeching of of impact, smashed down 1 ying its crew with it At another point five Mallet engines, giving their strength of steam to the plow be-

fore them, moved slowly toward a tremen- dous drift, churned through it; then, as the j t} 4, =

last engine cleare faster and faster into which took bowlders, tracks, trees, even a slice of granite from the side of the hill in its swift descent, thundering downward a million tons of earth and stone and snow l hundreds of feet , content splattering 1P j to strike a

at last below, and force its i out upon the mountain-sides as a jelly mold would be evicted from a dis

February 12,1927 In the snowsheds the plows crashed and groaned in a steady succession of six-foot attacks —six feet onward, then the sicken- ing swish of slipping wheels, six feet back- ward so that gas-masked trackmen with pick and bar might clear away the blue- green ice which clung to the rails, and allow a new advance. In the engine cabs men reeled with the sickening effect of engine gases, some to fall and be dragged from their cabs that others might take their places and, in turn, succumb. And this while the flowers bloomed in lower countries and the world was warm with the breath of spring! Night and day, day and night, advancing only to find that the incessant winds had blocked the rails behind them, necessitating the resumption of tasks already believed com- pleted; day and night, week-end upon week-end. So the struggle continued, fight- ing forward literally a foot at a time, that the viciousness of the backbone of a con- tinent might be conquered and that people beyond might live. Then, in the midst of a frigid moonlit night, at the top of the world, the whistles screamed as they have screamed few times in railroading history. The whistles of vic- tory, shrieking their cacophony to the icy hills, there to be echoed and reéchoed from the frigid heights as though in a frenzy of defeat. But the whistles screamed on, as men were screaming——men whose shouts brought new breaks to caked lips, and started the fresh blood flowing down their grimy throats. All night men shouted their joy, while whistles screamed and blasted. For the victory had been won Of such is the drama of the Rockies some- times composed, and strong men are re- quired to fill the rdles. A Tough Time Was Had by All Even though the filling of that réle may sometimes be exceedingly thankless. <A cow-puncher friend of mine, for instance, received a rather gloomy message one autumn day a few years ago. A storm was brewing atop the Divide, yet his ranchman employer felt it necessary to make the start, regardless, with a bunch of cattle, to be driven over old Rollins Pass to Denver The pass had not been used in years; the road was gone in many places; in others, the lodgepole and limber pine had been so twisted across the trail as to make progress almost impossible. There was nothing to do but obey, and the cow-puncher did it carrying with him as a helper a young Mis- sourian who was unaccustomed to the viciousness of the high country After toil and trouble and more toil, they made the crest of the continent, only, once there, to find themselves suddenly enveloped in the first blizzard of the winter. The cattle began to stray, necessitating grueling efforts to hold them in check. Night came, ysing down upon miserable men and more rable animals. All through the night and the next day the work continued; cat-

tle were everywhere now. The horses had bolted, fleeing before the icy blast of the rale. The men were on foot and struggling through more than a foot of snow; at last the Missourian dropped from exposure and exnaustion. There was

Im, n his mi i set Anothe m 1, while the wW-punche ro e ( r . sad t pu sd his journey to market. A short

time later I met that cow-puncher’s em- ployer in Denver. ‘Sure was a tough time Joe had on top of the pass, [ % ranchman stared ‘Tough time?”’ he asked. ‘ Tough time? Say, how about me? He lost seven head my cattie wasn’t it?’’ I asked him. The

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scrap of gumptior n t t y wah ols nid i eproving ou ad ‘ VOr to do—vou with them ! é what ) € t » be 1 - t é ( in ! ne e don t seem inclined y I x nt f the f I is | wal of tne ‘ He oked unconscious! at the + W ypbserve ir om patronizingly 1 want t e the f ral you can t with the ptair gla f he ‘ ¢ e Da ng quite near to Chat emetery island out i 1 pretty piace or ~ e one ol | 3 paper weights the r y] lays ie and greer ind tk ip, W i, please? 7 j . ng grave ( most native explained r t t weal entire if ~ é putupco ed toten A lot of young if Pe et |} ad € f dot re ¢ S 1ul € vm I What's it arg , o Penrl \ i é ‘ ne ptalr ¢ A‘ ent | r t ry nad fr f ne ne | 1 of reef, Ar nn Ove manhood wimming t igh one hundred p } } P vithout gettir ! t “« mince on the eef o ' "T rr i ! t 1 ne) a Knives ¢ ometimes have it, and the Y nd i A big job ‘ breathes elford, staring at ‘ ® Nar ng the ship ( iW n't believe 1id ! t wman a that y } t , y ‘“\ t t ( | ¢ i ) iw ashore? Hy no , e old f if i OWwWas Ro ri them p ed é I f a . an ra r : ine ft f in t he ) ir the Y ‘ ? ) T - ‘ tr ‘ i i ( en ’ the e of me I lelford A I ! a ‘ ( THE SATURDAY EVENING POST HELEN OF Tile HUNDRED WAVES Continued from Page 23 Telford was left by himself. Borrowing the glass once again les the there were Griscom, a girl and cused it on the whaleboat. Besi a second white man, who was crouching the stern. Telford, somewhat ly, concluded that he was drunk. half a lifetime, he could not have made a In the midst of the boat, Charles Pente- cost II, he who, like his father, had earned the right to control the wild brown folk of Man-o’-War by passing the fearful test of the Hundred Waves, lay covered in black velvet and heaped with flowers, going Right bells rang sharply from the poop. At the last stroke " the colored cook scram- bled painfully aft, carrying a loaded tray. The captain and the mate and bos’n went down into the tiny cabin. ‘Aren't you going to have no dinner?” bellowed the captain. Telford shoo 1 keep nothing for no one,” captain, and went below, grin- he idiocy of scribbler chaps. k his fora hundred dinners would not have left his post. It struck him that things were happening. ] From The funera id the seemingly, was OV land, the whaleboat had shot out again, with her colored crew, with Griscom, and with the pitiful, humped figure of Charles III. But no girl! Telford climbed up a few yards of the rigging and turned the glass on the i nd again. Now he could see farther. He could see the roof of a tiny house on the far side — probably some shed where they kept tools. He could see four heaps of white reef coral, raised, no doubt, to mark the graves f arles I and II, and the latter’s two wives— Telford had not traveled a thou- sand miles by schooner without picking up . , — Local gossip and history but he could see no more, “That's odd,” he thought. He stayed in the rigging a while, watching the whaleboat come back. It went to a spot a mile or two away, where a narrow boat passage had been cut tl rough the reef, Impossible to see farther. Telford dropped to the deck and stood biting nis na Kg Now | wonder denly he came to a decision. “What time do we sa captain, putting his head down the cabin s and considering. he breathed. Sud- he asked the nat ' ‘Soon as we get the blighted cargo aboard he niggers are goin’ to turn to, now they've got the old chap underground. When you was moonin’ around yesterday, the mate w asnore, too, doin’ business. He got the boys te promise they'd give ‘im e oO t one time because the ol who died, he’d given orders before he . i out sy the way, that’s a queer thing about the mort e. I don’t wonder at anybody bein’ found to have mortgaged any bloomin’ { ved too iong and seen too much [or that but Pentecost, he had been down you are; take a shift of clothes with you 1 Don’t you forget we six o'clock, if the cargo’s aboard, and you're all right. we won't wait for no on¢ A little later, Telford, having shifted out of the wet clothes in which he had crossed the reef, and stayed his hunger with a handful of ship’s biscuit, set out for the bungalow and the leaning palm once more. He did not know just what he was going to do; but nevertheless—with teeth set and his big hands clenching tight every time he thought of a certain crisped red head and an active slender figure > was very sure that he was going to do it. Crossing the is'and, he noticed what had escaped his attention before size and quality overhead. C the amazing of the nuts that dangled tly, Man-o’-War was one of those rare places where some peculiarity iear of situation or soil produced, spontane- ously, fruits that were golden in value. A gem of an island; an inheritance worth the keeping—and it had not been kept. Telford, if he was a writer, was a modern writer; no bad business man. He did not doubt that Griscom—the little tin god of a ) had managed the neighboring archipe¢ business of the mortgage legally, even if there had been a bit of sharp practice in ceeping the transaction secret. Not there the puzzle. It lay in the question that had come up more than once on the voy- age, when gossip about Man-o’-War had an idle dogwatch—the working This was the Western Pacific, where sav- agery lingered, and superstition could not be left out of account. The people of Man-o’-War, he had heard, were fierce and intractable to all the world save the ruling white family. The Pentecosts had held them, worked them, and kept the place. Imported labor could not keep it; im- ported labor would-- probably—not be al- lowed even to keep its head. Griscom must know this. What did he mean to do? Telford could not have told why; but the vision of that whaleboat returning from island with two white people—two | kept coming back to him whenever » thought of the matter. ‘he bungalow stood wide and silent 1 among its surrounding mangoes and red- flowered poinciana trees. The great old There palm tree drooped above the were no gliding fins like little sails in the lagoon today; no green eyes looked up when Telford mounted the leaning trunk He had and stared down into the w: heard the story of the sharks. He didn’t r ¢ t t ve ) things id \ I ippene 1 I a a ‘ unt G rt more the toxes. He ’ ed wl to e Git ym b ) him ( com, ha is in p et a lor } ry +} the air the proprietor upor m st noe t in ever lelford had the inning that is part of thing, ? was ready t r the now edge, eve f per al dlgT vere part of th rice February 12,1927 flic} ; flickering green light from the lagoon, seemed strangely personal, oddly alive; you would have sworn it felt its emptiness, lay languidly and mourned. No such subtleties troub! had broken open a handsome Tantalus on the sideboard, and now he poured liberal rinks for himself and Telford. A queer ruffie-headed figure on a sofa, unseen before, suddenly rose up and in thick accents de- manded brandy. ol gi d Griscom. He Griscom carried him a ass. ‘“‘Been drunk since the old boy died,”’ he explained, without troubling to lower his voi ( es III had been dru was drunk but the half tumblerful that Griscom brought him seemed to clear his head rather thanconfuseit. Youhadtoknow Charles III intimately before you understood the va- rious effects produced on him by whisky, brandy and wine at different stages of intoxication. Perhaps, if Griscom had un- derstood, he would have left Helen Eliza- beth’s brother lying undisturbed. Charles finished his drink and set down the glass with a sl} y hand Then he threw his hair out of his eye they were good eyes, When you got a chance to look at them—and said, “‘ } answered Griscom a little too readily, ‘‘that Miss Pentecost preferred to rem ina day anda Ligh ton the island, to ¢ arry out the custom grave watching. ‘You told the nigs that,’’ was Charles’ answer. “‘Youtold’em because you thought it would tickle them; but it doesn’t tickle me. I know Hel brought up here at the | she doesn't do nigger-style grave watch- She may have been j } ond, 5 ut ing.” “Possibly, possessed, ‘‘ Miss Pentecost found the news I brought her something « made an excuse of the usual custom in order to have a little quiet. Charles’ reply was peculiar. With the mists of intoxication falling down upon him said Griscom, still very self self{- f a shock and again as suddenly as they had lifted, wit} the glass dropping from his hand and his ki found strength to say, ““When fellow makes uy | under him, he still , legs rst and then spits it out he ; ggiing; sentence the sofa caught his knees and he back ow’s lying he contrived to say; and then the wave of insensi caught and flowed over him, and I e more a dead heap among dead cushions Gr scom filled his own glass again ar } : + okt I { settiy t = , Nang “Come out and nave ¢ at the place since you admire it ne 1 ‘ t a hurry What about vondered Telf 1 Whatever it was about, he r va hurried flu ried He ¢ t the + r , cy) } , from new ntat n ft ( I tat l fron t ( r t nat r vr risn ve WV ¢ fu i ake cor ilu 0d f iring feve ilor Diazir ache t the ba ol Continued on Page — ~

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST The motor coach is a permanently established life necessity. Its useful- ness constantly increases. More than eight million passengers a day are being carried in 85,000 motor coaches in the United States. Operators have found that the me- dium capacity coach is the vehicle of greatest utility. Graham Brothers Motor Coaches are of medium capacity. They meet operators’ needs for de- pendability, low cost, ease of han- dling and adaptability. They meet passengers demands for fine appear- 21-PASSENGER STREET CAR TYPE COACH $3815 12-PASSENGER PARLOR COACH «- + + + « « 3750 Prices f. o. b. Detroit —for Passenger Service SOLD BY DODGE BROTHERS DEALERS EVERYWHERE — BROTHERS ance, frequent service, quiet, comfort * and speed with safety. They are built by the same great organization that manufactures Graham Brothers Trucks. They are sold by Dodge Brothers Dealers everywhere. These responsible dealers are right there in business year after year, equipped with every facility to keep the service of Graham Brothers Motor Coaches uninterrupted. GRAHAM BROTHERS Evansville — D ET RO IT stockton GRAHAM BROTHERS (CANADA) LIMITED— TORONTO, ONTARIO %-TON COMMERCIAL CAR CHASSIS $ 670 1-TON TRUCK CHASSIS (G-BOY)- - 885 1%-TON TRUCK CHASSIS - - «- =«- - 1245 2-TON TRUCK CHASSIS - - - - « - 1445* *Disc Wheels With Dual Rear, Optional Prices f. o. b. Detroit February 12,1927 a _ ee

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 12,1927 FILM-FREE TEETH THE SECRET OF A CHARMING SMILE h GUMS FIRM AND HEALTHY TO CONTRAST THEM Now Pepsodent, urged by The new way to combat the film on teeth— the source dental authorities for its + of many tooth and gum unique therapeutic and disorders—which numbers prophylactic properties, 1S , c of leading authorities known to experts as a major beauty aid OS SSO Gus BS 4 ? Senp Coupon For 10-Day Tust oe a en aes gestant of the saliva. Thu W HEN teeth lack gleam and i el a de S Stal iC po aR a tala cca, at Eee aie * : re : . ee “Djalasadies rally be otherwise ferment and form acids Ca e tne are film coated. No other met! 1 ks vn tft present-day science en die / le tongue across the teeth, thi fim can be felt. . ae 1 protective agents like those in Pepsodent. dental science charges h many tooth and gum dis- nce with most of the teeth one sees, with much Prease Accerpr Pepsopent TeEs1 } } of the prevalence of pyorrhea. Send the coupon for a 10 Brushing alone has failed to tube. Brush teeth this way ft nd e 2 } if + +1 - 1,1 cessfully. Thus 10 days. Note how thorough people, chiefly on den- film is removed. The teeth grad i ‘a eM, eee in ‘ ice, are a lopting a new Wally lgnten as him co in tooth and gum care Then for 10 nights mas et ed Pepsodent gums with Pe lent . ity dent ice, usl m its t } nd br thten md as they hrighten mitle é mle - ‘ kitm-—— Enemy oF Sounp hie ses aa . ii ] fiiu rep sie) { ed te ] authorites, i at the same fume, | oP = I EETH AND GUMS iryed as J twmmeasurable umportance ! 1 daily a ljunct to be wuly, rth in to firm al d har len | ence sought Europe and America. ; j . ie ri lie, Vol ‘ " e€ ol when film is con- Film was found to cling to teeth; to get into to regular dental care, P s 1 removed every iy trom crevices and stay; to hold in contact with teeth utmost science has discovered for t l food substances which fermented and fostered gum protection. | the acids of decay. Film was found to be the basis of tartar. Germs by the millions breed it. And they, with tartar, are the chief cause ot pyorrhea and most gum disorders. | k RA Ke ke i 10-DAY TU BE | 1 in -— _—_____— ———————— Thus there was a universal call for an effec tive film-removing method. Ordinary brushing ne was otten tout d inelttective. Now two et by high dental authority and embodied in a t thy e ¢ led Pep dent, | | CurpLes AND Removes FILM FREI Mail coupon for 10-day tube t ’ 1? } + ¢ . | rt 1? 11 > kirnMs THE Gums Pepsodent | iny, Dept. 1012, 1104 \ C] in. UU. S: A Onl Ps ode ct t t Cl i L 1 Phe t | ug rem ( lt 1! enti to ny { ‘a ¢ iC i \ | \t the same time, it acts t m the gums I ent provide the 1ost recent ntal ¢ gum protect 1 SCl . 5 | 4 ’ ¢ Ce nnow i \ Pe Ss lent | ) ulti ¢ t] lkal ity of >) ~ ) ‘ " ~ Y - - a a = The us Dentivice— Ren } Teeth

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a ire etweet e massive carved and irred posts that towered mm the corr 2 of the bed’s foot. The tenement where the Bianso m ed was a Colonial house HDullt ea n the ¢ nite it! ent The Biar ¢ the old The walls were covered, but the huge mer beams of the ceiling were bare. tories the enera ( SsmokvVv wood have told the Italian child, John ; ad heard in its youth; what bits of Ame an histor aps some rebel leader once found refuge here from the redcoats i lace some patri- otic dame melted her beloved pewter into bullets for the Continental Army and then er soldier sons at that a . certainly, every impor- tant event of the nation’s history had been gossiped about and argued over as it was But no such American ghosts haunted ttle John Bianso eee the posts he aw pictures of sunny vineyards, of narrow eets where people in bright ‘aan were dancing and singing, of a mountain that uffed smoke and sometimes clouded drowsed on through -~ John looked for- vard to the evening, when his father and me countrymen would come in with a ig of coal picked up in the railroad yards, i would huddle around a small fire and all themselves slaves. John believed them as they believed the agitators. In America was a terrible de- iring ogre—Capitalism! It made slaves of fathers and kept little boys from having enough to ea At the beginning of every trike papa promised that this time the ogre I . 1 > ; ' would be killed. But in the end papa would always give up Nis fine pes In the ta- tu ail them traitors ar go Da tot noe tl t for the fire spaghetti for the table 1 i stockings for his feet But everv winter the st ass would isiave ot 7 1 e him to leave the wonade snoe ! ry. Ojijten, after listening to his mot! er’s folk tales and fairy stories, Jo dreamed o the terrible American ogre when he up, so that papa could . at tne rl Snoe te a ) the time ind there wou 1 alwa Ss De Oa for the fire and spaghetti for the tabl hee aking of B nso ne S inspired to dream grandly by the poor-boy ‘ t to President stomes whict he earned it chool John possessed none of the gift that are necessary ior grand success But 1 hel ¢ we aenane 4 ) ne did belong to a type among the « ire? of immigrants that was adaptive, keen and energetic. So to him, as to the average the poor-boy-to-President American boy, stories were just good stories and no more Not thrilling and exciting, like the tabooed stories about onary does and Indian fight- ers in a wild part of America called the Far West; not so onchad s0e as the adventures of whaling which he often heard from other boys and sometimes rs them- selves; but pretty good yarns anyway, and lots easier to learn than multiplication Unconsciously, just as he learned Amer- forgot much of his Italian, John acquired a store of live American pic- from old whale can speech and tures that crowded out the childish dream land over the sea. Wher he thought of |} future he would see him- self as a cowboy, or as a locomotive er pictures of a sunny neer, or as a harpooner giving a fighting sperm w hale his ath stroke Often he resented with his 3; the characte atior of himself as a op,’ a ‘‘guinea, or a Continued from Page 14 ~ Dago.” But ur or ( i ‘ 0 nt he st , an ogre of the Yanke carpen sons stout hoes and he overcoat. His parents had allowed him an unus scnoour and now he was expected to go to work in a textile mill and turn over |} earni to the family. But John rebelled The flooa of immigr was at high tide despite the slavery to which the agitator 1) eclared the immigrant workers were su jected. John was now conscious of a regard rr these newcomers as fore gners Just as e New England climate, his mind h: aiken on the character of the life it had reathed in school. His sympathies and prejud pente r’s sor es were those of the Yankee car He didn't dream of becoming a senator or a banker, but he didn't intend to be a text either. A ca iter, wages, belonged to a union that didn’t cal } strikes in the wintertime, and was treated with respect by everybody. So young John a carpenter and get out of the textile mills at the first chance. Bianso decided to become Helping to Build the Town Months passed, however, and the chance for an apprenticeship apps no brighter than ever. The longer he kept the textile mills the more John felt |} oats and the stronger became his determination to break away from the machir last he was offered an apprenticeship by a plumber. John accepted it, tho e re garaed piumbding as muc! we tha pente y ane S parents thought it the creation of the devil At twenty-one John Bianso was a fu fledged plumbe enamored of his tr It was alre 1ay t irpenterin n impor- ta ( team heat and palatial bathrooms had become the ideal of the American householder. T iseholder would usu boast of his handiness w i saw and r, but he alwa {new ny es of the plumbir Awe Accepti e industrial ideas and te of his time Bianso regarded hin i still being a member of the working clas An U y the SI nm i ers, text le worke rsa l ditch diggers of Little Italy he conceal the superio that ne eit his t ( They were his countrymen, his brothe his fellow worker He was a sk i la borer, but still a workingmar So John sianso wore overalls to we and « ried a shiny square tin lunch pa 1 rT th a coffee-cup turret on its lid dolled up to go to dances, the vaudevill the burle saloon, where agitators and oho! cre t sobs tor the op} ressedqd Working class ar = t + a) t , + + curses ior the apit LiISUS Ur a + . > al T ose the sense of class cons iousness There Italian-American Republican Club did he l h 1e associated with other skilled laborers and with business and professional men of Italian birth or parentage There he would lose the sense of being a particle in an er slaved mass, and the t genuine vision of a ul created from a merge yns with old traditions was “‘helping to build 1 saw more significance in his job thar easy work and high wages And now on his ever ngs at homs usual reminiscences about the | itif Cont nued THE SATURDAY EVENING POST LABORERS EAST AND Page ‘Uantshing Dollars | eaks! 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| HE twinkling lights of another town just ahead a full thousand miles of joyous, behind tree exuberation \ thousand miles of every kind of roadway iginable of bumpy, worn-out asphalt . ken down concrete ...rut-creased desert sand mountain corduroy... bumpy loam . . . sun- aked, wheel-cut clay... wicked fresh-laid gravel obbie stones of boulevard macadam A car that has reduced these roads to an iless ribbon of velvet smoothness—a car equipped with wonderful Aydrauli double-act Houdailles which have smothered all shocks, checked ali rebounds, swallowed all vibrations. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST A thousand miles... still fresh as a rose... February 12,1927 Houdailles are double-acting, hydraulic principle America’s finest quality cars including the Lin- coln, Pierce-Arrow, Jordan, Stearns-Knight and McFarlan. Standard, too, on many Which is ample proof of Houdaille’s care-free, trouble- operating on the shock absorbers with a Cunningham, cushion of liquid which controls every upward and downward movement of your car. foreign Cars. Whether caused by mere road rip- ples or most vicious bumpsev ery spring movement is checked effectively by Houdaille’s marvelous double-acting hydraulic recoil mechanism .. . grit, grease, water and wear-proof; strapless, proof dependability. Houdailles are now made for large cars, small cars, light cars, busses and trucks. Willing dealers everywhere, installations easy. Prices, $30 up. springless, almost everlasting. — ) I & c 5 COM: fe rts Sake insist that : Houdaille equipped.” Send the coupon for one of the most fasci- “For your your neu Car be No other one comfort device more completely, more permanently, levels the roads. Houdailles are standard equipment on many of nating ~motor-accessory HOUSAILLE Hydraulic Double-Acting SHOCK ABSORBERS books you ever read! Manufact als the famous SCULLY QUALITY SPRING PROTECTORS “‘that keep your HOUDE ENGINEERING CORPORATION, Dept. 2, 537-543 I Delavan A Buffalo, N.Y SEND ME A COPY OF THE HOUDAILLE BOOK Write name and address in margin bei | | ' | | |

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= Continued from Page 115 should see. As for those Socialists and syndicalists— bah! Blind fools with milk in their veins who were trying to halt the great liberation war of Europe. John and his brother should go whenever Italy entered the war on the side of Eng- land and France—but here John inter- posed hotly with quotations from the ora- tory he had heard at the Italian-American Republican Club. He was an American and he would fight only for America; he belonged to the nation of Lincoln, not to the nation of Garibaldi, and he would go to war under Old Glory. One of the com- rades, who had dropped in to call himself a slave for an hour before the fire, sneered at the idea of calling this banner of the capi- talist class ‘Old Glory.” Papa sneered with him until the comrade began to denounce the French Socialists for not leading the people to revolt against the defense of their country. Then papa ges- tured and shouted in such a fervor of disagreement that the comrade speedily departed, and papa and John resumed their argument about their loyalties to the old country and the new. In every center of immigrant population there was this three-sided fight after 1914. The ever-weakening revolutionary element denounced all the warring countries; most of the older generation burned with hopes and fears for the endangered homeland; and the younger generation —the American born—followed Roosevelt in his attacks on the radical pacifist and the hyphenate The Dawn of the Silk-Shirt Era The younger generation won, for the flood of immigration was reduced and the factories and mills of New England were running night and day to fill war orders The striped dawn of the silk-shirt era of American labor began to glow. As its bril- liance increased, the clouds of class conflict faded. Laborers stuck to their big-money jobs, started savings accounts, bought phono- graphs and royal raiment, and deserted the corner saloons for the movies and Sun- day flivvering. The merger of the working class with the accursed capitalist class was on its way. Though they yelled themselves hoarse and ran themselves ragged, the poor cart- tail orators and soap-box messiahs could not halt the heartbreaking event. The op- pressed slaves persisted in sticking to their jobs at wages that matched the incomes of small capitalists. Instead of gatheri dark, secret halls to celebrate the glory of the red dawn in Russia, they rushed with roars of joy to greet the dazzling morning of the silk-shirt era. The downtrodden w ing class jammed the movie theaters at night, it swamped department stores, tailor shops and automobile show rooms on Sat urday afternoons; and what was worse, when America entered the war, it became so perverted that it turned patriotic. Many a cart-tail orator trustfully got himself int jail in the hope that the Biansos and the erstwhile easily led fathers of the Bians would soon deliver him and lift him t power and glory as a hero martyr of t cause. But the fathers of the Biansos pought Liberty Bonds, while thousands of Biansos at Camp Devens drilled and crabbed in the immemorial fashion of the soldier, then sailed overseas, fought wit! the spirit of ’76, and returned, not to mere jobs and wages, but to the life of small capitalists. The New Capitalist John Bianso was now consciously Amer- ican. He had seen for himself the old lands which he had heard so much about in his boyhood, and he was fed up. No more tenement life for him either. He married and moved from the old industrial battle ground to the big shoe town. He used his savings to make a first payment on a $6000 house that had steam heat and a glittering modern bathroom. He bought a six cylinder automobile and went to work John Bianso was now consciously a cap italist. He realized that over at the tower ing shoe factories were thousands of other men who were capitalists, too; their auto- mobiles covered acres of the streets and the factory grounds; and they owned savings accounts, Liberty Bonds, insurance poli- cies, and deeds for homes; but only a few of the most skilled among them had incomes equaling that of John Bianso, plumber. On this account, John Bianso must drive a better car and live in a finer house than the average factory worker, just as this factor) worker must drive a car and live in a houses or an apartment, while the newly arrived immigrant who was digging in a ditch for the gas company must ride on a street car and live in a tenement. There was the heart of the change wl cloistered radicals, coll other uplifters have failed to discover They are the only term “‘working class.”’ It is as dead as the tremendous whiskers of Karl Marx; but on a sadder and more idealistic day it ege sociologists and ones who still use the squeezed out the tears: so one clings sent mentally to the treasured old phrase. To speak or write of oppressed plumbers, er slaved tin roofers, or downtrodden icemer would make one ridiculous. And though one may bear abuse meekly and welcome Pwe BY CHARLES SHIN Hahatonka Spring, Camden County, Missouri, With a Vista of Ozark Foothills THE SATURDAY EVENING POST r z. This is the Burgess Radio“A” Battery C /f SPECIALLY d 1A C There {sk - Any Radic é neimee Burcess Battery Company {) ( ee BURGESS RADIO BATTERIES

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KNAPP-FELT HAT S MEN jor HE Knapp-Felt hat for February is the Rightway. The style, quality and colors are in keeping with the reputation main- tained by seventy- ars service to five y well dressed men. The Hat for February is the RIGHTWAY On Friday the Eleventh of February the Rightway hat be shown by best hatters throughout the We will be glad to direct you country. to the she Ip that will ser re you. THe Crorut G KNApP COMPANY JOHN CAVANAGH ~ President 620 Fitth Avenue - New York City THE SATURDAY martyrdom ardently, it is unbearable when one is laughed at in one’s self-sacrificing endeavors to lead humanity upward and onward. There was a time in the period of recon- struction when the agitators and uplifters left their erying rooms and hoped again. Deflation clouded the sky and there were a few rumbles and strokes of the old-time labor troubles. But prosperity shone again and the merger of the classes continued. In every industry specialization in the trades was more sharply defined. When re- striction of immigration went into effect, common labor itself took on a higher tone. Laborers on construction work became vari- ous kinds of helpers. The automobile repair shop housed a dozen different specialists. Even farm laborers began to specialize, and the master of the milking machine and the tractor driver held themselves strictly above the harvest hand. Today John Bianso is irrevocably a plumber. His home is paid for, he is driv- ing his third six-cylinder car since the war, he spends as much for luxuries as for neces- sities, he is as American as the hot dog. He is a respected member of the one great American He is a new New Eng- lander, no longer a menace to the American standard of living, but an upstanding citi- zen of the section that cradled American ideals. Such is the story of John Bianso, one that could be matched over and over in any American center of immigrant popu- lation. Every one oO class. these centers has its suc- accounts of ambitious and gifted young immigrants and immigrants’ sons who climbed to the top ranks of American life. In the town where John Bianso was born, one educated ft i cess stories, of course; the himself in chemistry and mechanical sci- ence and became a millionaire through his inventions. In the same town two Greek brothers started as common laborers in a shoe factory, saved their money as they slowly worked their way to the top, and finally began the successful operation of a factory of their own His hearer murmured that she had per- sonally known several women of the stage who managed to retain a certain amount of decency. ‘‘But they were not Basque,” replied the “Ours is not the She shoemaker conclusively. temperament phlegmatic. would have done well never to return to us. La bas, where so many are wicked, one more or less may pass; but with us, you comprehend, sin is more visible. “The Spanish husband never accom- panied her here. There were other men; ah, oui, you may be sure!— women, too, of a Ladies of fashion, in immodest dress, bare arms and bosoms, paint on the mouth, the ear lobes, the finger tips; persons from the stage, eyes rolling, hips rolling —what neighbors for an honest cobbler!’’ Lastra had evidently enjoyed them very much. ‘Carriages dashing to and fro at all hours, cavalcades; shouts of laughter coming out of the windows, singing Have I told you the little Pilar sang as exquisitely as she danced? One could not sleep for listen- ing. And cards were played there, as in a casino; not our own simple muss or la at which one loses no more than a few sous of an evening, but the rouge-et- noir, the baccarat. I myself have seen there a table of those little imitations of horses which go round and round, losing a fortune for some malheureury at every turn. She never troubled to draw the curtains or to close the shutters, that one! All were as welcome to watch as they were to enter; what is pleasure, she would say, if we do it with our friends? ‘One saw there frequently not only the monsieur the notary; Pedro was then a widower; the Etcheverray, Comte des Luynes, sort. “7 manille ’ not share habitu Urruty, young who EVENING POST But the price of success is responsibility, and most men will avoid responsibility if they can get comfort and security other- wise. And now when any American may have security, comfort and many luxuries besides from the mere investment of the labor of his hands, the old American glories of success do a fade-out. We must pay for everything we secure, of course, and we have paid something for the elimination of the old class barriers. Because of his possessions, his pride of rank, and his vast self-content, the average American has lost his awe for those indi- viduals who live meagerly off their learn- ing. The artist, the professor, the editor, the lecturer, the doctor, the lawyer, the congressman, and often even the judge no longer own his reverence. Once John Bianso was thrilled to his toes when some candidate for the board of aldermen or the legislature addressed the Italian-American Republican Club. Today he hardly trou- bles to vote. Refusing to be led into radical racial or labor movements, he now ignores the leadership sanctioned by the ballot. His possessions have made a materialist of him, and he sees American prosperity as due only to management and labor in in- dustry and the trades. In Brockton, Massachusetts, the shoe- makers and their families turn out in a tumultuous celebration of Citizenship Day. Thirty thousand men, women and children of twenty different nationalities heartily applaud the Americanization orations. It is an inspiring sight, this demonstration of patriotism by the foreign born and their sons and daughters. But the mark is to- tally missed if the demonstration is re- garded as the expression of a group or a class. For the matter-of-fact truth turn to the individuals in the crowd. Here are men who earn from thirty-five to seventy dol- lars a week at piece work. They have known no labor battles with their employ- ers since the war, though Brockton is the shoe city of New England. They all wear royal raiment. Their wives wear satin and silk. Diamonds flash from scarfs and CHARIVARI Continued from Page 7 who could not keep away, although ma- dame his mother raged like a tigress—but youths from the village, less accustomed to the vices of the world, excited with wine and with other things. The son of Olhaiby the blacksmith, for example—that foolish Hercule—who sat at table with Madame Pilar behind him, leaning her bare arm across his shoulders as she taught him how to play. And he was so dazed by the honor of it, and by the loveliness and the perfume of her, that had she told him to fling his immortal soul upon that table he would have watched the croupier rake it in with pleasure. When she left, young Olhaiby left also, taking with him all the savings of his mother. You may conceive the senti- ments of the Olhaiby toward Madame Pilar!” Emily asked an odd question: “But was it Pilar’s fault that this young man fol- lowed her?”’ The cobbler replied severely, “‘Should she have leaned across his shoulders with the bare arm?”’ And Emily had to admit that a sleeve might have bettered matters. “But there, she knew no more of mod- esty, that one, than a wild bird!”’ sighed Lastra. ‘‘ Modesty is perhaps a thing that must be taught, and who was to teach her? Certainly not that shameless vieux rossignol, her father! Early in the morning she would often step out on her balcony yonder to salute the hills—she had a great devotion for our mountains—dressed, if madame will believe me, in nothing save the chemise de nuit! Ah, but it was unmistakable—lit- tle ruffles at neck and wrist, the hair dé- coiffée, the feet, bare and pink below, for all the world to see. And often, catching my eye upon her—quite by accident, of course—she would call out some pretty February 12,1927 fingers. Every child is lusty and well-fed Here is a man who has worked in one fac- tory for sixteen years. He owns a home valued at $6800 and his family of five rides luxuriously in a big sedan. Here is another who drives a $2000 car and whose home cost $3000. Let him visit the factories during the working hours and see the acres of parked cars, follow the stream of them when th« day is done, and even a college sociologist will see that these two examples are average ones of the men who have had the capital of their labor invested for five years or more at Brockton. The real reason they cele- brate is because they can afford it so well. Materialism is a fearful word to utter in the land of Emerson and Amos Bronson Alcott. But it is certainly New England industry which has been the greatest force in uplift- ing its immigrants and Americanizing them. It has made their labor an investment of capital which assures them of the materia! benefits the immigrants of other days dreamed about. Through the materialism of industry the old class barriers have been destroyed and ranks based upon efficiency and skill have been established. Every worker now has a great deal mors to lose than his chains. And far more in spiring to the Americanism of John Bianso than the fine ideals expressed in speeches are his modern house, his automobile, his radio, his graphophone, his upholstered furniture, his evenings at the movies, his tailored clothes, his summer week-ends in the White Mountains, his wife’s vice presidency in the Parent Teachers’ Associa ! tion, his membership in the Elks, his bank book, his share in the new community hotel the privileges and the usufructs of his rank as a veteran plumber. Is a man with such possessions anything like the pitiful wretch who has always been pictured as the typical member of the working class? Then so’s your old banker Here is a new New [inglander. Here is a man of respected rank in the all-embracing American capitalist class. foolishness. Once it was ‘Ah, my Lastra, so early at your needle? Never mind; in heaven it is you who shall sleep all day, while we others make shoes for your poor feet to dance in.’”’ “And what would you reply to the pretty foolishness?”’ Emily leaned so confidentially across his door that the cobbler found himself an- swering out of the heart: ‘I would reply, ‘Good morning, little lovely one. If it were always for your exquisite feet that a man made the espadrilles, he would be willing to sew throughout eternity!’”’ ‘Bravo, Monsieur Lastra!”’ j quite warmly. She felt a curious sym- pathy for this disarming siren who prac- ticed her friendly wiles on prince and peasant alike, this lost enchantress of an earlier day whose very name made music on the ear; Pilar de Maytie, of the family Bi- kavoia, of the House Ducontentia. ‘I can see that your little lovely one was a some- what disturbing element in the community, however.” “*N’est-ce pas?” said the cordonnier with feeling. re At last, it appeared, even the priest be- came anxious about the frivolities of the House Ducontentia, although its mistress went regularly enough to the mass. He spoke to her reprovingly. “‘He was young then, like we others, and most severe. But she? She called him her charming little conscience, and_ kissed him on the cheek—conceive the sacrilege, madame! The women in a body complained to the alcalde, who went to remonstrate and remained to dine. Never, he told us afterward, was such a menu this paradise —the alcalde of that time being 2 said Emily “Ca c'est son métier! side oi (Continued on Page 120 i

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You can also select either the Patented Kerogas Burner, using kerosene, or the Pressure Kerogas Burner, for Vasc line. Any stove equipped with either tvpe of Kerogas Burner offers you genuine economy, and will prove truly efficient and serviceable. Visit your dealer’s—or write us. Manufacture d by A. J. Lindemann & Hoverson Co. 1238 First Avenue, Milwaukee, Wis. toves and Ranges—Also the Celebratec L&H Electrics Ranges and Appliances ALERS NOTE: The best ers are prepared to Vee — OR RORLRE x oo Ce 42 oh rs of Burners, Ovens, Cooking and Heating THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Continued from Page 118 person of a certain govt, and fat. In the end her conduct became so irregular that there was nothing for it but the charivari.” His listener gave an exclamation. She had heard of this harmless seeming but most effective punishment meted out to citizens whom Basques find undesirable. ‘All one night, the next day, the next, and the next and the next—-for nearly a week it lasted, constantly, without pause. Drums beating, horns blowing, scraping of fiddles out of tune, a donkey to bray when the tail was twisted—-never for an instant, day or night, did the noises cease beneath her window. When some tired, others took their place —ah, oui, madame, | at last with the rest !”’ sighed the cobbler apologetically. “At sound of such constant noise one ex- cites oneself as with wine; it is a sort of frenzy.” At first Pilar had tried to make a jest of it, he said; came to the balcony and bowed elaborately and threw kisses, as from a stage to an audience. When they flung mis- siles at her—vegetables and bits of mud she caught them, laughing, and threw them back— threw them straight and hard. “ Ah, but what a beautiful pelo/a she would have played had God but made her a boy!” Once she sent servants out with refresh- ment, in case her friends wearied in their entertainment—a_ gallant irony which touched some kindred strain in the woman who heard about it. Once she tried to make them a serious speech, but who would listen? In the end the heavy wooden shutters were drawn close, and one heard music issuing from within, careless thumping of the piano, the voice of Pilar, loud and clear—-always Pilar, for those with her com- menced to have fear. At last they began to leave her, servants and guests, slipping away one by one through the garden at the back, until at the end she had left only the bonne Gerbera, who was too deaf to give heed to the chari- vari. Madame Pilar came out once more on the balcony opposite to say good-by. “But she had changed; ah, Dieu, how she had changed!"’ muttered the cobbler. ‘Her hands twitched, there were circles be- neath the heavy eyes, all the fire had gone out of her for lack of sleep. Yet still she laughed; her gay little mocking laugh visi- ble rather than audible above the noises of the charivari. ‘** Adieu, my beloved friends!’ she cried; her clear singer’s voice suddenly stilling the ugly tumult. ‘Since a Basque woman no longer finds refuge among her neighbors, I leave you now; though I could have wished for my child to be born in the house of its fathers.’ ‘There was a silence then, believe me! I for one knew shame. But angry women have no shame,”’ muttered Lastra. ‘The wife of Olhaiby the blacksmith, frantic for her son, cried out, ‘Its fathers, eh? How many fathers has it got?’ And somebody laughed; and suddenly Madame Pilar put up her hands before her face and went in- side.”’ Emily shivered again. It was not the first time she had sensed among these clean- living, sturdy people of her adoption an alien harshness, a strain of cruelty—the child Bette’s eager interest in a dog fight, for example; Esteban’s pitiless indifference toward the sister-in-law who had once tempted him She wondered suddenly whether Madame Urruty could have taken part in this chari- vari, this merciless baiting of another woman. ater she asked. “But certainly,” said the old woman quietly. ‘‘One had sons to protect—the sons of neighbors. She was a danger here. It was time she left us.” Emily wondered what had been the end of this tragic young wild thing they had tried too late to cage; this victim of cir- cumstance who had thought to break the laws of convention and had been, as al- ways, broken by them. There, she thought suddenly, but for the mercy of Providence, goes Emily Weldon! February 12,1927 “I think you were not so much shocked by Pilar as were other people, madre ?”’ she ventured, greatly daring. The matriarch shrugged. At her age, she admitted, one found it difficult to be shocked by anything; human nature being what it was. ‘“ Pilar,’”’ she added thought- fully, “‘was the daughter of two of my own cousins who were cousins to each other.” It gave Emily some idea of the close in- terrelation, the curious solidarity existing among these few great families, shut in to- gether for so many centuries apart from other peoples. Madame Urruty enlarged upon the theme with a quite modern candor which fre- quently took her granddaughter-in-law by surprise. ‘‘It is our custom, with animals, to introduce at times some new strain of blood; otherwise the breed becomes —how shall I say? —intensified —un peu trop. Pilar was like that: Un peu trop. They would have done well to marry her to her gypsy,”’ she added calmly. The girl realized why her own marriage with Esteban had met with so little matri- archal opposition. The realization was not too flattering. Sut Pilar deserved punishment,” con- tinued the old woman, “‘if only for what she had done to the Etcheverray. Our poor Tubal!—a specimen of her handiwork. There are no children to that house; it tumbles about the ears; and in the midst of ruin sits the Etcheverray, indifferent, pp drugging himself with books as with an opiate. Books! What a life for a man st young, handsome, strong! It is to be un- derstood that he does not care to love again, out of sentiment; there were in his ancestry jongleurs, troubadours, knight who jousted at the courts of love. Eh, bien 3ut what has sentiment to do with mar- riage? I myself have selected wives for him — girls of sufficient appearance and in telligence, and suitable dof; but to what avail? ‘No, no, my treasured old friend Leocadie!’ he will say. ‘Let us content ourselves, you and I, with our memories.’ Ah, bah! I have a right to my memories, me; they are at least respectable. But that young romantic of forty years, filling hi mind with sterile emptiness— abs iid Emily, concealing a small smile, asked whether the count had been one of Pilar’s lovers “But not at all! He was too gentle for Pilar; she would doubtless have preferred the blacksmith’s son. Tubal, of course, adored her passionately from the cradle; she was the mode. All the young mer ou sons, our nephews—adored her passior ately; and Pilar returned their affectior en masse, you comprehend, It was a very loving nature. But Tubal was really too young to be taken seriously; a barely dry on his lip. She teased him, played with him as with a puppy; — she could never keep her hands off people whon she loved. She k him openly — ton others jealous, perhaps. Nevertheless, after charivari, he swore before the high altar 1 that he would marry han Pilar de Maytie, whenever she wa free to marry him. It was his punishment to his mother for instigating the charivari.” Emily sensed here a deeper tragedy than that of the blacksmith’s son; young man, it appeared, to follow Pilar out of the valleys. Who followed Pilar went far and fast. “*He devoted himself to her service from that moment; comforted her grief when the not the only } 1 child was stillborn; attached himself to the household, made himself very useful there, I dare say. The dotard, her husband, was of small protection to her, and Pilar was a woman who needed much protection.” ‘You mean,” asked Emily, puzzled, “that their relations were entirely —pla- tonic?” The matriarch shrugged. ‘But natu- rally! How else could a man of sentiment have accepted the hospitality of the hus- band? He intended to marry her when the Spaniard died; but that one was slow in dy- ) ing; viet Wives lards—husbends of beautiful young 7 » tenacious of life, n’est-ce ae

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And meanwhile ne made nereasing lame ipon the stage; and later we heard she |} accepted some other admirer L Tubal! It was years before he had courage to return to us; and as you see hin now—-broken in purse, in spirit, in aml tion, content to live at forty as if alread Id. Ah, yes, if only for this thing, Pilar i leserved the shame we put upon her! i. It occurred to Em that the age o chivalry was not so dead as the world be eved, but lingered on behind the ramparts of these hills, with their near memories of , r ‘ f i sé er ( i] ourts of love and ca wicked dragons and of paladins who slew them for the sake of ladies all forlorn. But she did not envy the strangers who had taken for their pleasure such an abode of ghosts as the ill-named House Ducontent | The Americans, however, seemed con- tent to remain, despite the growing antag nism of the village. People rarely spoke ‘ now to the son when tl ountered hin , with his sketchbook motner wa never seen except in glimpses from neig} ’ boring windows, when she walked in the . garden at the back; a slender figure, not ¢ eaning upon a cane, as might be expected of an old person or an invalid, but neve alone; her son or the ne s invar y accompanied her. And it was noted that when she became aware of their gaze she } would hurry out of sight. The village people began totouchs gnificant foreheads ' when they spoke of her; perhaps the negro ' servant was an attendant rather than a } maid. r] December of that year wa like ar woman's memories of Apr mornings of misty golden wonder, soft-tinted afternoons which grayed all too early into twilight Only in winter does one see the eart} ; ; at their warmest beauty, and stars in such , higt places see m so close that one ! put up the hands and pluck them, flowers of fire, out of the yr garden of the iy In the little vi d behind the H Ducontentia, wall sin sheltered no | till breathed a pungent decay ng weet ness, and a belated tree toad in a chin the stones sounded feebly its tiny er ] } nell ofsummer. Dead leaves, still cling to the trellised grapevines, offered shelter irom star ng eyes toa woman who, ha ng ‘customed to staring ey: » dread them ) fi to sleep for ten- whispering of the ‘ with deeper accent of mes mutiled footsteps trod the cobl . very late: ther were ‘ murmuring men’s voices, the cautious spurt la of a match. These, she thought, would be mn meant tnat on La to from enon t | one \“ { \ ] M4 Y iug | + 1 { gnorant pe! tor All the da d t the long, long Y nt a be l the three-ar ed be pposite he window |! Ss angea ou ' ] . t + f+ ne nours ways twice en as U to on tne win ng in impene hamlet, those es of the eep W ar 0 rrets she wanted to see the men ¢ it agalr , mounting the higher slope daring the { eeps on their long, f runners to pring out fearlessly over the gorge as if on wings Men, men, how she } id loved them always! Men and their hot, wild pleasures; ’ men and the glorious things they did; men } nda ti rc n cruelti¢ sone knew, who THE SATURDAY EVENING POST u 4 I A t N A ee t had she found su : ay Basque ‘ irdent ate i 4 t T ' er She rang ell f ans M Ar 4 {ut where ne The othe lrawied her patois VJ as con? I S Re on ; \{F y whars agir indy ttle ture The mother frowned. Painting his lit Angélique “He don't never have nothin’ to do wit folks, m SSy you knows dat The mother knew { , r ikes no {trier r The negre : vere furriners.”” Her mistre vineed. It wy von pur nment, pe | was afraid ther mer She buried her face in some roses wl had come from the distant hothouse at Biarritz. How charming he was to her always, the boy f pieast tine for bm to ie mang srs — “Nol method is better than ires other womer peolesin this mxionoot, wo mets LAXAtives’—say the Medical Men Aplenty of ‘em, 1 Supt e. nae We aia ae geal Suchen 4) H her demands, } nsat e need t b ON nT aaored enervated he } eyond the , s . pow { loving ot he reached from habit for her mit ERY before s} ea i that there were non rors. Jol ad taken ther m he ner t 3 tea rY ne Wa t t eafter his two eye hould be her n ror she new w + meant—her beauty was going now, wv the rest. But since the w ful « y ner sor wi lia ¢ Vay t f t the | € oth remembered, Ww tn te Angélique, I wv wear the tea gown tonight”’ e alwavs best In ro Nor And see, n St I How tl have lost their bloon , While the negress rouged and rubbed : ind solicitously polished them, the la : - mmed under her breath one of the Er . ng Tohr 1 ‘ for whe sang for him int ) empt ‘ not nese On t)} e far water re] ) due Sometimes as she sang she would reac} er son one of the pink-tipped hands to |} is meé nad aiwa Kissead them 1 he e negress paused volunta n her work t liste to tne ovely wnhispe He r stre patted her cheek for it. At least one wa R able to give pleasure I astra t cordo forme his clier tele that the American mo eur Juar { meet had at last shown the good manne to turn the sit Madame Emil marching on his two feet { and n leather shoes; wl vas f sh, but good for busin¢ He went « s two feet, as it happe because 1 not al ia ¢ i besides, he was rather afraid ” . V ime« ! i} 0d if t nys ol t t 2 wh oun L Otte } vith their disconcerting possit t ol ence and their effect of a terrible, ur terable permanence Before God was, I am,”’ he found hin self often muttering in their presence; and got no comfort from it Continued on Page 125

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— nen of ag? (Continued from Page 121 \ and he } y 1 : of them at home~— a man little older thar If i to find the younger I , and familiar with American ways But it was the father, Pedro, who greeted him courteously at the door, having watched his ascent with critical and speculative eyes. The American explained, with the bru querie of embarrassment, that he had come not to call, merely to ask advice ~ Car you suggest some way by which a stranger can earn money in this neighborhood?” “Money?” Urruty raised an eyebrow. “You lack money, monsieur? You are not then one of the rich Americans?” } The other smiled rueful] ne ‘The terms are not so synonymous as Europe appears tothink. Even my mother seems to regard a well-established bank account as inex- haustible; whereas ours happens to be very near the point of exhaustion.” Pedro murmured sympathetically ““Monsieur has perhaps been unfortunate at the tables?”’ “I do not gamble. I detest cards,”’ said the other, with the finality of one who may have seen too much of them The fact is I am no business man, sir, any more than my mother is a business woman. We havé always had plenty of money to spend. It did not occur to me until recently to ask where our income came from.” ‘“And where did it come from?” The question was so sharp as to be almost rude It was the American’s turn to raise an eye Drow My mother is well-known on the Amer- ican stage,”’ he replied noncommittally. He did not add that she was equally well-knowr n certain other American institutions, nota y those of Rio de Janeiro, Havana, New Orieans wherever in the New W orld tne old Spanish passion for games of chance persisted unrestrained. ‘‘But she has al ways re garded her earnings as income rather than as capital.” “Ah, these artistes!’’ smiled Pedro grave “What optimists, to fancy that the fairy gifts will never fade or fail! To them, perhaps, they do not fail or fade only to our aging eyes that watch. May I ask what brings you to the Pyrenees, monsieur?”’ ‘““What, indeed!” sighed the other bit terly. ‘One of those whims we dared not ross. My mother has been very ill. The i rest a long rest. She will in fact never ” His voice broke over it unexpectedly. ““Ah! She has heard a whisper from the pines?’’ murmured the Basque, using un consciously a phrase of the peasants for the approach of death But the other took him literally. ‘ Yes, doctors ordered her change an she has always loved pine trees, wind, any- thing to do with mountains. Queer, isn’t t? The illness has affected her heart (ny worry, any sudden shock, might mear You see why she must not be y money affairs.” * said the other sharply, “do you >the risk you take in bringing her ce, of all places?”’ The young man gave him a quick, fur- tive glance. “‘ Risk? What risk? Oh, the elevation, you mean! My mother is not a person to be deterred from her purposes by iny sort of risk. She lives on risk And she had set her heart on bringing me to these mountains Heaven knows why! She seemed to think they might be good Iy vg igiy ‘And you do not find them so? or me, ne aaded deprecatir ”” asked is host. ‘I detest them. They—they terrify me [he young man bit his lip. This quiet, gentleman tempted him to be more confidential than he wished. ‘‘ The im- portant thing, however, now that we are is to make enough money to keep us ‘Perfectly,””, murmured Monsieur Ur- ruty. ‘“‘What training have you had?’ ‘*None,”’ admitted the other rather des- perately. ‘‘I was educated by tutors; my mother never wished me to ake up any business or profession. She has preferred i . I to keep me paint a little.’ He produced his portfo ‘“‘T have brought some sketches to show The other threw up his hands in dismay ‘But this is not Paris, my pect to earn a livelihood here in the valle by painting pictures? Art, chez nous, is confined to lithograp! epresentations of the blessed saints and photographic repre sentations of newly married on the honey moon It is true we e produced our artists among them loaga—but the have not painted for Basques. Wait, how- ever--an idea! You make portraits?” John Smith answered after the fashion of the man who, when asked to play tl re} lie d that ne never ha j di ne so, ] willing to try “Why not?” encouraged his host. Peo- ple always enjoyed gazing on their owr features, particularly if becomingly ar ranged. ‘“‘There is a young wife in our family whose husband is so infatuated that he would like traits of her,”’ he added. ‘Come, let us ster the house with por consult my son Esteban.” They found the younger Urruty at the stables, where he was teaching his two year-old heir to groom a horse infant wit! the ardent a square and sturdy dark eyes of his father under his mother hair of palest gold, was making earnest passes with a currycomb at the person of a patiently recumbent mare ** Ah, mon fils, you now assume the virile duties of the nou-nou ?”’ inquired his father, grinning “On the contrary,” retorted Esteban, **T train your grandson to relieve you of all the labors possible, in this, your enfeeble old age : Na, my Wally! We do not groom an animal in the eye t im pairs the visior ‘You see,’ commented the elder to their guest, “‘the fellow is quite helpless wit} domesticity. It is the very moment to ap- proach him.” 3ut the American had no eye for pretty domestic pictures He was far too young and too unhappy to savor the happiness of other people His t} ougnts rare ly left his mother, who must have her roses, her perfumes, her habitual atmosphere of easy luxury until the end “IT have brought,”” he began, not without pathos, “just a few little sketches Esteban looked them over with impa tient courtesy, wishing that Emil appear to set their visitor more at ease, to would remove from his eye that suspicious, wary look as of a dog which expects momently to dodge a kick. The sketches failed to inter est him. He recognized a high-arched sen- try bridge on his own property, from whos« crumbling watch tower the approach of many an enemy~—Saracens, English, the armies of Gaston de Foix—had been sig naled down the . Another familiar figure was that of the valley in more warlike days town crier—a little girl who knitted as she walked, since time was not made to waste, and at intervals perfunctorily shrilled in- formation through a megaphone. Still an- other represented the usual street-cleani1 r i & department of the Pyrenees, a mustachioed old lady who straddled a running gutter stream with shovel and fagot broom, sprinkling impartially cobbles and pedes- trians alike Esteban wondered, as he had ofter wondered in the galleries to which he ac companied his wife, why people took the trouble to paint pictures of such common places. But he said amiably, “1 will buy this, and this, and this one, monsieur What is your price The American colored with surpris¢ “They aren't finished work, you know. | brought them as samples of what I can do What do you want with them?” It o curred to him that he was being mistaken f f charit for an object oO Esteban was good at improvisation. H« wanted them, he replied, for a friend of his to illustrate a book he was making about Basques. ‘‘ My friend Etcheverray shares your enthusiasm for the Pays Basque, mon- sieur THE SATURDAY EVENING POST vere more irteous t ’ ‘ ; f oat lid not he t vere sir _— fi bah r gether era the - ‘ . ne ' 7 i al eate mpertur _ : : - ira Ing ing ~ r ‘ w irge Da et ( rr ina not meant t ‘ rT profe Yr f That an excellent t . f the Eskualdur fe t ‘ pendent ny I r isn tnat it ever rid is: Tf r 1 age than most ‘ ‘ ¢ J ok at that glance! er Var rior returning f ry ttle me ew t ‘ ( - irket th that w my mother has s the ‘ price than I could get. But f dislikes the Pa } ‘ p ‘ with a ce rY rY Bot men were r hin eal ‘ O} " ‘ I ipar where ‘ rea ng that the em Esku i, which is nota r ¢ ‘ ip anywhere. But ai! ho were If he IT a | irry T t ommented ‘ t ‘ wnat \ f A t rkKn Peden ey pee o much istered They have 1 hadow e gay Air ptin y g 2 CASTEY TNaAN self! What sort of ma t} whom th ucatrewvanremeot Tomine heavy mn aaa furniture other women fa t tere } (Apparent tne f een n taken in thinking A ‘ ‘ ’ mercial value in the Pyrens to it, John assured his n f water. After the port . Basque stume, w t ¢ | S ton te ther é ‘ft the Ise { ] rye ] T t t Ihe t appeared that 3 ime | Lod tas hong en atuet ‘ ‘ ‘ : ‘ \ invas ne f i! FE1B est the 1 bSns . At e |} ; . ( ) i T IT ‘ tiryne and fate i eY t Ur ne NOOK John saw before hin ¢ S period, which, since he ha i east makings of an artist, me I t period He accepted these mr A tne ourage ol despera ) \ bad a taskmaster it t ] i nterest in art surprised him t ired not Stak i se ntnen it Ni OO M \ \ nave I f t endaw se ho t so warm a relugé ‘ { aiint he winter for w ! was come at I ‘ he remembers ! from the Haute I sm ering , drifts wt nr \ t} iwh it ’

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He also bought, on the suggestion of Lastra the cobbler, some heavy felt espadrilles, leggings, a béret, and a short full jacket of merino wool; so that his mother clapped her hands in joy when she saw him. “Now you look like a man, my Jaun-y! A real young peasant gentleman! If you would but tie a nice little three-cornered shawl over the head and ears! See, like this,’ she coaxed. But John declined with Anglo-Saxon horror to tie a nice little three- cornered shawl over the head and ears. These visits of her son to the Urruty gave her a certain gleeful pleasure. She was al- ways watching in the shadow of the window curtain for his return, eager to hear what they had said to him, whether the little American wore a pretty frock, what refresh- ments were offered. ‘“‘ But, of course, you are careful to accept nothing, my son?”’ Emily had often wondered at his care- fulness to accept nothing, not so much as a glass of wine or a bit of cake. But Esteban seemed not at all surprised. ‘“‘ Naturally, he would not care to break bread except with friends.” John’s mother chuckled with amuse- ment—she had still the gay little laugh of a girl—over the joke of her son’s invading the very stronghold of the enemy. “Tf the old Leocadie but suspected! Our Cousin the Lion, we used to call her, papa and I, because of that fierce old ugly face. So each must have a portrait now, even the horse? Those absurd Urruty! They were never beautiful like ourselves,” she added complacently. “Esteban is the handsomest man I have ever seen,’ remarked John. “What? Isit possible? Ah, I remember, the first wife of Pedro was quite charming. I must watch for this paragon. How I adore a beautiful man! But his beauty would be of a crude and savage type, n’est-ce pas? Nothing subtle; no delicacy of line like your own.” “‘Oh, damn my delicacy of line!’’ mut- tered her son unhappily. She kissed away his irritation with solic- itous, tender murmurs. Wasit tired then of its charming nose like a Greek statue? Its sweet little Cupid’s bow of a mouth which curled up at the corners when he smiled — as it was curling now? John grinned unwillingly; neither he nor any other man could resist his mother long. She put an experimental finger on his nose and turned it upward, Irish fashion; she depressed it into Semitic outlines; sne flat- tened it to resemble the nose of Angélique, studying each effect quite gravely. No, she decided at length, Je bon Dieu knew what he was about when he made another nose so like her own! And now her Jaun-y must tell her whether the little Urruty girls had possibilities; whether Pedro really ap- peared to console himself with his new wife; what visitors had called at the hacienda while he was there. It always came back to that carefully careless question. ‘“‘Never Des Luynes?”’ she would ask rather wistfully. ‘‘You have not yet seen their neighbor, the Comte des Luynes?”’ He shook his head. It did not occur to John to connect this name with the Mon- sieur Etchev erray who ordered sketches to illustrate his books, although he knew that in this country the use of the surname was often determined by property rather than paternity. Pedro, indeed, had been at some pains to keep their neighbor away from the portraits were being made. Etcheverray hungered sometimes for the old stimulating talk of studies. But the resemblance was unmistakable between ) house while the Pilar and her son; why awake memories which were better dead? What a misfor- tune if their poor friend were to discover the identity of the invalid now living in the House Ducontent It occurred to Emily that the surest way to cure any man of an early infatuation was to confront him with its object many years ater; but she kept this eynicism to herself, EVENING POST out of respect for more naive sensibilities. She had taken Pilar’s son under a maternal wing, somewhat to her own amusement; Emily accustomed herself with difficulty to the thought of herself as matron and mother. “Take care that this pretty young man does not fall in love with you,” warned Esteban. ‘“‘I do not fancy myself in the role of jealous husband.” “Nor I,” said Emily, with a shudder only half affected; the savage in this lover of hers was never far from the surface. “‘ My difficulty would be to make you jealous, darling. Any husband who deliberately names his first-born for a friend of his wife whom he never knew ve “Wallace gave you to me, my Emily; but for him there would have been no first- born,”’ explained Esteban, so seriously that she laid her cheek on his hand. She loved this deep vein of sentiment in her husband, as frank and unashamed as his touch of cruelty. She thought of a certain head- stone in the village ilerri, marked with a name and a date and the simple inscrip- tion: HERE LIES AMONG FRIENDS A TRUE AMERICAN GENTLEMAN It was Esteban who had suggested the inscription, Esteban’s orders which kept the grave of her friend decorated with flowers at every season. Now the infant Wally, mock herself as she might, was completing in Emily what the older Wally had begun. Certain prime- val instincts stirred and deepened to the point of poignancy, so that at times she felt as cosmic as the earth mother herself, ready to take to her bosom as she took her son, all the troubled children of men. It was a tenderness by which young Smith profited exceedingly. He took it impersonally as it was offered, however; relaxed his anxious wariness in her friendly sympathy; _ stretched his soothed vanity, aired his serious, shy young opinions in the warmth of her approval, and allowed her amiably to minister to him, male fashion; the while his eyes followed with boyish, eager admiration the careless, muscular, rather splendid grace of Emily’s husband, who paid him no attention what- ever. It was another odd experience for Emily to find herself thus ignored in favor of a rival attraction—an attraction, how- ever, with which she thoroughly sym- pathized. “Do be decent to the boy, darling,” she often begged Esteban. ‘‘He so needs a friend!” ‘‘He so needs a bonne, you mean,”’ said her husband bluntly. ‘‘ What a specimen! Flushing and stammering, afraid of his shadow. Why, I believe the fellow’s half woman! If one were to say ‘Scut!’ to him he would run like a rabbit.” “Then you must be careful never to say scut to him,” she replied gravely. “Every real man is half woman, dear.” “T’ll be damned if he is!’’ frowned her husband. “‘He’d be damned if he weren’t,”” smiled Emily, out of her growing wisdom. Fate, which seemed for a while to have granted respite, was busying itself again in the affairs of Pilar de Maytie. Whether confidence had made her careless, whether others besides Pedro had recognized that graceful hand at the blinds, or the whisper of song, or the breath of characteristic fragrance which penetrated from behind closed doors, it so happened that her son, making his way one day toward the house of the Urruty, was overtaken by the um- brella mender, on his brisk little donkey, with the paraphernalia of his trade bulging from either saddlebag. Hermose greeted the stranger distantly but kindly, as be- came a man riding his own steed to one afoot, and remarked as he passed, “I un- derstand that monsieur entertains visitors today at the House Ducontentia.” The tone was casual enough, but had in it a hint of warning. John stopped, puz zled Visitors? What visitors could have February 12,1927 followed his mother to this remote place? He retraced his steps. As he neared the village he saw there was a little crowd gathering in the Calle Mayor. He began to run. ‘‘ You do well to make haste, monsieur!’’ called out the shoemaker as he passed. “It is those cursed women!” The excited chattering ceased as John pushed through them toward his open door. From within came the sound of shrill vituperation; then the drawl of Angélique, puzzled but bellicose: ‘‘What you-all want? What they jabberin’ about, missy? Ain’t they got no manners, pushin’ theyselfs in whar they ain’t invited? Hi-yi, take yo’ dutty hands off’n me, white trash! Help! Help!” There was a frightened scream. John pushed by the struggling women and got to his mother, lying limp and white among the pillows of the chaise longue, breathing rapidly, blue about the lips. The curtains had been jerked aside from the window, so that the morning light shone full upon her ravaged face, gaunt, yellow, with the skin drawn tight across the bones like the skin of amummy. She clung to him piteously, gasping. ‘‘Make them go, my son! Why do they look at me so?”’ ** Ah, see, she has her son, such as he is!” cried one of the women furiously; it was the wife of Olhaiby the blacksmith. ‘‘She has her son, mais oui; but mine, what has she done with mine? My beautiful great boy, my Hercule, strong as a young bull in the pastures, innocent as a cherub—what Ce qu’ ye dit mo pas connais! or” has become of him? The voice of Rachel for her children call- ing, thought John, wincing, as he held his mother. The plaint of Rachel rose to an anti- climax, however. “ And what,” she shrilled, “*has become of all my savings, intrusted to e of the Sainte Vierge? It the hollow imag was sacrilege to steal them from such a place! Money enough to | buy a pair of mules! son a thief, she is a thief herse The lady laughed hysterically. ‘But it is money she wants then—only money? Mon Dieu, give it to her, Jaun-y, give what Here, take these rings, take any- ' thing As for her cherub son, what would uy a house, to 1as made of my f°? She she asks! I do with such a cherub-—-I? One doesn’t even remember the fellow, except that he was young and strong and adored me.” “‘Hush, mother!” “But I will not hush! Why should I hush? By what right does she accuse me of sins for which I am not responsible? Did I ask her ridiculous offspring to follow at my heels like an enamored pet sheep?” “Ah, ah, you hear?”’ shrieked the out- raged mother. ‘“‘She calls my lost Hercule an enamored pet sheep!”’ The lady gasped with laughter—went on gasping. John broke a crystal under her nose, found a hypodermic needle, bared the scarred and wasted arm. The women fell silent, staring. “There, there!’’ he murmured, as if he were the parent and she the child. “ Hide your face on my shoulder, so! Hush! There is only me--only your Johnny —no one else. See, they have gone “Yes, I have gone,”’ muttered Madame Olhaiby from the door, with a quiet venom more deadly than her shrieking anger. ‘“‘It was for revenge I came, and it 1s revenge enough only to see her face : quisite Pilar de Maytie, adored by all men, hated by all women! Look at her! I ask you, look at hernow! Ah, bah!”’ She spat upon the floor. “‘To hate a woman who looks like that would be un-Christian. The dazed lady lifted her head from John’s shoulder. ‘‘What do they say? What did she mean, that woman? Am Iso altered then? Is it Is 1t very bad? Oh, my son Angélique, quickly, a mir- ror bring me a mirror! Have I grown ugly? He kissed her face, lips, cheeks, eyelids, in a passion of pity. There were tears his voice; Esteban would have blushed for him. But he managed an amused laug! Continued on Page 129 ~——

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a AT GOOD STORES EVERYWHERE THE SATURDAY EVENING POST NE bedbug may foreshadow the ap- proach of hundreds. Frequently they migrate from infested houses to respect- able homes. Blood of mice and rats is their food when human hosts are absent. As disease car- riers they are dangerous! Appearance of bedbugs presents an emer- gency that demands quick action and the most powerful insecticide that can safely be used. That’s Tanglefoot Spray. It harms nothing but insects—and kills them forever. Tanglefoot Spray is thorough. It pene- trates every crack and crevice. Bedbugs, moths, roaches, fleas, ants, flies and mos- quitoes die wholesale. For home hygiene use it the year around. Its unsurpassed quality is guaranteed by the manufacturer of Tanglefoot Fly Paper. Dealers near you sell it. THE TANGLEFOOT COMPANY GRAND RAPIDS, MICHIGAN J - ¥ ND i¢ a s yee mee

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THE SATURDAY EVENING THE POWER OF TODAY IN TERMS OF YESTERDAY The coming of the “Caterpillar”’ Tractor It would have meant the emancipation of © the serfs who builded the Great Chinese Wall of mud and blood, of bone and stone ‘“CATERPILLAR”’ track-type tractors do better work, quicker work, cheaper work for the farmer, the road-builde;, the contractor and the logger! They bring tremendous power, under yne-man control, to any hard job anywhere. There's a‘‘Caterpillar’’ Dealer near you! CATERPILLAR TRACTOR CO. Executive Offices: San Leandro, California, U.S. A. a Sales Offices and Factories: Peoria, Illinois San Leandro, California B New_York Office: 50 Church Street i Od Successor to - 4 ' +L. Best The H Ee Sats HOLT / X BE y Itdctor Co. turing ¢ t POST February 12,1927 =n

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Three years ago Chrysler STANDARDIZED4 QUALITY February 12,1927 Introduced the ]-Bearing T A TIME when the industry in general is attempting to feature the adoption of the 7-bearing crankshaft, it is interesting to reflect, that more than three years ago Chrysler intro- duced the 7-bearing crankshaft in the field of the mode rately-priced Six. It is even more interesting —and extremely impressive —to recall that the 7-bearing crankshaft, incorporated in the first Chry- sler and built into all Chrysler Sixes since, was not in any sense an afterthought or competitive gesture. For the Chrysler 7-bearing crankshaft was actually engineered into that first Chrysler. Che result was an engineering and manu- facturing triumph which set new stand- ards in performance and smoothness of operation — now being striven for, with varying degrees of success, throughout the industry. It was inevitable, of course, that others in the industry should appreciate the advan- tages of thé 7-bearing crankshaft and eventually adopt it CHRYSLER CHR Y HM Mf 50 Crankshaft But the fact remains that the Chrysler 7-bearing crankshaft was introduced into the field of the moderately-priced six more than three years ago. Just as Chrysler has been the first to ini- tiate every worthwhile advance in motor- car design —ever since the introduction of the first Chrysler. That such Chrysler leadership is perfectly obvious to the motoring public is evidenced by the fact that the public has demon- strated its preference for Chrysler to long established cars of both lower and higher price—in four fields. MOndDeEL ‘60 Mf ~ » When public opinion takes hold of a product like Chrysler, and in three years’ time lifts it over the heads of twenty- three other long-established cars — from 27th place in the industry to 4th place, the significance is too plain to require analysis. For the public has sensed, in Chrysler engineering, design, beauty, performance, and long life, elements of progressiveness which have inspired them to invest in Chry- sler products the staggering total of five hundred and thirty millions of dollars ($530,000,000) in three years’ time. This can only mean, of course, that people have found, in Chrysler, qualities and values they could not find elsewhere. NUMBERS 1 1 —— ~~ Ser

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Defies a attempts (2mparison UYERS are finding that the Chrysler “60” has not only the same features claimed as “new” by other makes— but the same features improved and com- bined with other features that cannot be copied because they are uniquely Chrysler. Ever since its introduction, ten months ago, the Chrysler 60” has had finely bal- anced seven-bearing crankshaft, impulse oil-filter, Chrysler four-wheel hydraulic brakes, full pressure neutralizer, air-cleaner, MEAN lubrication, manifold heat con trol and road levelizers front and rear, among other features But the significant thing about the Chrysler “60” is not so much these individual features as the way they have been har monized into Chrysler's original engineering design, resulting in typical Chrysler superiority of performance, dependability and long life. Under the unique Chrysler plan of Stand ardized Quality, the Chrysler “60” is de- signed and built—in every detail—as if required to giv e 1t8 Maximum performance for every mile and minute of its life COUPE (with Rumble Seat) i F.O.B.DETROIT MILES LER 60 IMPERIAL “8Bo0’ obviously higher . canchar«ca ivcerage sStandar®&rd o! in Chrvsler “G6O per } in its dashing rorm, | > | Pick up of 5 to 25 miles S,1ts remark In? ,;8CCON able smoothness at sus tained high spec ds up t¢ 60 and more miles pe! combined with its hour, astonishing economy OF Zé miles to the gallon B ee xccfore you decide on any tow priced six check its features and its performance against that of the Chrysler “60's”. You'll then realize at once why the “GO” acclaimed as a value “beyond comparison enturely without parallel among all ore nary sixes Of 1tS price Chrysler “60” Prices Touring Car, $1075; Cl Coupe, 71125 i Rumble Seat) $1175; HOUR

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST mine, from the tawny hair to the hunger for everything that is beautiful. But he tamed, /e pauvre petit! He sings and dance only with the paintbrush My cousin leocadie, your mother, will know why | have brought my one ewe lamb back to the home pastures. She must protect him from

her savage cubs. Myself, I adore a be ’” she added, making outrageous eyes at Esteban. ‘‘ What a pity there is not more me, or I should endeavor to give tne pretty American wife a twinge or two!’ ‘“Madame, I am sure you would su eed,’ laughed Esteban, gallantly bending over her hand tired; perhaps to fail a little, too, for she kept | gay voice her wits

eer- ng beyond them as if for someone else is there 1 obody there, no one standing Look, my Jaun-y! Tell him we are friends here — only friends. Ahi” Her face lighted at a step on the threshold. (“est toi, Des Luynes! At last! men, my guests”’ »made them a pretty, confidential gesture —‘‘ will leave now? Will you allow my servants to offer refreshment After there Ist outside to enter

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por t hands he held thos nand nicl ao ot change as a face nanyges But, my dear, you have brought me no others!"’ she re proat hed him a voice more than a whisper “Wh s that?”’ “ I have barely not married, Pilar.” ““No?”’ She made a sound of “Your poor mother! And Tubal, when | ried since, and often regret how foolish of you, my myself have mar- He said below his breath, ‘‘ You have not rried me.” lrue,”’ ““And now it ist ate. What a pity! But for that you should m) your motner ma

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made wr the feeling of unity and partne hip Men and women working for a living have come to realize that greater produ tion means more per capita wealt! mm ployers are | ng that the better the working conditions tne reate W pe tne volume of production. Hence the person- nel manager and his intensive study o rr turnover turnover, strip}

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jargon which has grown up around it, simply means the cost, both to himself and to business and industry, of a worker quit- ting his job. It not a fundamental problem. It is a symptom, studied and interpreted as I It may be either a good symptom or a bad one, healthy or unhealthy. Too high a labor turnover is regarded as unhealthy It has been under expert scrutiny on

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134 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 12,1927 ~ the time-saver and work-saver « Think of the finest and most efficient vacuum cleaner you have ever seen. Then think of that cleaner as having added to it a new principle, a plus ad- vantage, which more than doubles its efhciency! Now you have a rough idea of the immense advance accomplished in the new Hoover, through its revolutionary cleaning principle “Positive Agitation.” By reason of this exclusive principle the new Hoover cleans faster, easier, deeper—so much so that it surpasses even the celebrated standard-design Hoover in these important particulars: For the first time, it makes possible “Posi- tive Agitation”? of floor coverings. By actual test, in the ordinary cleaning time, it beats out and sweeps up from carpetings an average of It is an even greater rug-saver; the oftener a carpet is cleaned with a Hoover the longer that carpet will wear. It is virtually service-proof; every part, including the new motor, requiring no oiling. It increases the efficiency of its remarkable dusting tools because of its 50°% stronger suction. Its exclusive new bag is made of the most efhcient dust-and-germ-filtering cloth yet devised. Its form and finish are of startling beauty; and every new feature insures even greater operat- ing ease. This make the difference asa mplished in the new u buy a cleaner to save time and energy—why not be sure you get the cleaner that Hoover is beating—the time- > tested requirement of thor- ] “ ed . ae -_ 1. for only $6.25 down, with the balance in easy m«¢ hly payments. ~ nea ear thor eae ( YVER SOB rFA RR FY « — ORTH CA RNRTO R . oOo #8t oO violent strokes as with the lean The wer i lso made in Canada, at Hamilton, Ontario arpet-beater or broom, lified by The Hoover in- to a series of swiftly repeated air-cushioned taps. This is achieved by means of a total- sive and patented Hoover Agitator illustrated above Suction lifts the rug from the floorand floats it ona cushion ed of air while the Agitator gently flutters out all the em- --» as it Sweeps as it Cleans oabentioantnedarnes ly new appliance—the excl the dust-tight bag vugh rug-cleaning—reduce Your Authorized Hoover Dealer will deliver you the new Hoover complete with dusting to an exact scientific process | ynt Such beating, instead of suction drawsall the dirt into

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Continued from Page 132 f { I thire preventable. The tion has metamorphos« to the me / VO-t iused | econon ob at a highe vith a n tions which are beyond control-—the firm, generally about two wee after the M of ply and demand, seasonal fluctua lutiful daughter has left her late en ‘ dull time Temperament, other things being equa t et I he preventable third ts industry has a tremendous influence on la t j A lhe ness tax ne, W VE And by temperament meant ¢ » i ) tie I Pi I t t ire Cal t { t tne Same t ne a tl t t Mu t ome i a ins t isum respect lact« wi! n ¢ ist era star to refuse enme } mpa e to our war debt t r be ist ’ e in the horseshoe f eat In a bulle sent it the Pr wear! 1 red evenit wr When a exe é ‘ e! \ ler’s Se e Bureau of the Metropolitar superintendent i foremar i‘‘key mar type An } ile insurance Company there presented is he is calle t lepartment be n é he cost o ‘ to both indust ind omes as fu f tentialities as sup while f ew er posedly extinct i! ] noids ] ‘ I r pre onalt ire whetne tne ill ( workers We te A O00 t | ( so l« enin é ire t the ? l A b ¢ t f the Ur ted State ] it tne s! t IY ‘ T ? the 12,000,000 men and wome A.M. Grouch Loses His Job mu the country gainfully em] ed lose to infortunate ‘ = ther about 1,000,000 working days each In a New Yor lepartment store re ote at Tl ic 7. eS Ke ind disability, to American ir the most profitable departments wo t , r i | . 7 «6 i t tne i or {1 OO 000 WOrker for ar wet + after he nad taken cnarye tne . i! I " I lay C a ' nt ( I ire tnis ss wit! tne vevan an @XOUUS a vig I proportior as ana . . " / r y¢ « 1 > idit of OOO y est that of the Hebrews in the Old Testament ead ere r { t Val c C n I 1 ided to popula- The number of voluntary quits threatened for the rema é \ on out of the Be { to tre to equal the of employes in t nr ed State ling the al year of 192 department, personnel managt highest | ‘ ( xes | 1 in the vestigated I he learned was ! last I ) f « ited e that the new executive was the victim of ar finds there aren't a het I womal early-morning grouct a g! “bli ] eem ne i ‘ which arrived with him every morning, t funct nt Indu ( ‘ t till about eleven o’cl By that hou if the owne ( é ming to be everybody in the department had felt the him he ¢ I é } ne ( i tions M weight of his wrath. From then on he w a! 1 m t vinegar wanieaes ( ‘ Cheney Broth iffable—to those he ed. To the othe Wa ew yea é r ture timates from the expe he was kind enough to suggest that ‘ ) ea t ‘ mmunit r vould 1OOK u nothe tion In a dé em] é | al disabilit ment far remove n e pe / ( t Y ] x 10 oO 1 age achieved the mor t ne ) ‘ istry and ected in reducet stroke —by separating him fron ) ki l te n quaiit aie ma During war one of the lea gsm nd expense. Incident to em] ng ms manufacturing companie nstructing new he The remainir i sore need of drop forge earned t icllars is borne by the worker and far-reaching influence of foremanship « n It takes the form of lost wage shop morale, when their emy ment mar re il] expense i! ( ed earning i ure went out to severa eal l Ite ties to re¢ lit me I the we 4 ther fact v las to the expense The st person inte ewe n ( } ttir e cost of training had excellent recommendat a A ‘ I estimated that from $50 to willing to go East to work, but w ) entin pre} ng mental and phys ! on condition that he ‘ owed t iborers f lustrial t s. This cost work for John P. and not Frank X. W ' iwt t nea we ( lits, be me surprise tnat i p torge » ise ther must be trained to take } ild have a preferer foreme ‘ Hence ‘ e} teres en i distant shop in w h he " neve ( the l t « olunt uts Ww ed inte the ‘ lest ning desire t ow just why men Howeve in al y , A me ‘ ‘ expressed a sin i prererence t? n ty of the other apy nt In K The Spur of Discontent s City, Cleveland a ( nna ! P.’s name kept bobbir p with tl fB t mar reasons as ere t Roof, who a er ved a great re t f luals, but the two mair ises are n the trade. Out of 200 foremer the e desire {7 n and wome t vette ge shops of the int these tw rn emselves and unpleasant working Y were Known to posse the qualitie l I I md sm e pl a i eadership, self-contro tiative menta t 1 em} ( entrance t t necessary tne positior Phese ( ted rooms i ouchy foremar jualities made men eage »Wwo er , f pe tendent or em} er Che same lurnove the epartment t ‘ ! a ian t iuse the same ult ( A wis Ainielaie ether t erson affected wears overalls Executives, ma r n ‘ t ira ig pu é | white The volatile, uncertain, exactly distinguished f restlessness ir malle wn t ‘ t powertul human element ne obs. Gener in exe tive posit t t I i ! whetner a worké s prize tnat Nas come ¢ alte ears O r nchor to it for bette training and effort Natura executive r r I | + +} » ther | t turnove t ¢ NI t p } { Johr i ) LW m Lawrence they do leave the hs y the impre¢ ym that he was ar ement associatior n the int } t — — int nomad, is esentative mar ich an affable manne r mpathe r y , . ea the } The t 0 . + it me t+ nore ] lo L (?k YH t r New [England was the tions without knowing ex where the HY ama OTR « OCh ( t he te himse And e going, see ¢ ‘ S r Va B nference \ fre lent Se { re essne imor ire rilure e any explanation executives e told me the change t r 1 ! ted a re the fina il control of a firm or a corp i r M ° i n the real one as the tion. This usually brings in its train a new strain upon herthat m the South Pole One ¢ t of high officers — president, secret e sent her | N m er x U « Sor « ar itreasu The minorexecut t tr ilne I t t eal re ! an il lual’s quitting under the old management, realize that able himt n he m the reason he their methods may conflict with new idea Via i mother whose healt! Following such a change anywhere in the ! y Fi ilted wu i sine world ere me ‘ me Con tinued on Page

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Read this letter from Washcoegg: THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Twenty Million Dozen Eggs hauled last year by these International Trucks ROM the hen ranches around Seattle to the breakfast tables of New York is a long jump, but the big white eggs of Washcoegg make it regularly. “Washcoegg” means Washington Co- operative Egg & Poultry Association—and that stands for more than 6,000 poultry raisers of the State of Washington. Last year the hens of Washcoegg laid tothe tune of millions of dollars. The Association hauled and shipped twenty million dozen eggs, more than half of the pack going to the Atlantic Sea- board, and great shipments to Alaska, Hawaii, South America and Europe. [ransportation is a vital factor when eggs are handled on this gigantic scale, and Washcoegg prefers International Trucks to all others. They standardize on Internationals! Their high praise of International performance comes out of years of heavy-duty truck service. Year in, year out, the great International Fleet of Washcoegg ranges up and down the hills and valleys of Washington, carrying tons of feed and supplies tothe ranches, bringing back tons of eggs—loaded both ways, always on the job. Here, as the world over, International Trucks are delivering the sturdy service the Harvester organization has built into trucks through more than twenty-two years of truck manufacture. The International line includes the Special Delivery for loads up to % ton, Speed Trucks of 1Y4-ton and 144-ton sizes, Heavy-Duty Trucks ranging from 1'-ton to 5-ton sizes, Motor Coaches, and the McCormick-Deering Industrial Tractor. Served by 125 Company-owned branches in the United States and 17 in Canada — the farther you go from one the nearer you get to another. Write for literature INTERNATIONAL HARVESTER COMPANY OF AMERICA 606 SO. MICHIGAN AVE, (INCORPORATED) INTERNATIONAL TRUCKS CHICAGO, ILL. February 12,1927

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——- "a ——-. (Continued from Page 135 indifference of a big city and flee back home to escape from it. New York and other big cities are full of wifeless husbands who have refused to give uy r iol their chances for advancement and so are com ence “The type of executive who spends at least 50 per cent of his time looking for a new job is the one w} resigning just before he gets fired. I can tell him from the tone of his letters, which are full of bumptious awareness of his own great ability and a half-contemptuous pity for the men above him. He cannot under stand how men so poorly equipped 10 is beating the gun,

e reached such responsib “He wants, he says, a place where he g is this desire that he is willing to sacrifice a little of his present salary in return for future This is the type of man who is misplaced in an executive position. There are hundreds of him—men on whom au- thority acts like bootleg liquor. Needless to say, he doesn’t last long either in his intoxicating job or with the firm which has made the mistake of promoting him.” Labor turnover among the professions is not so heavy as in business and industry, but it is present and fairly prevalent Clergymen, doctors, lawyers, college pro- will be appreciated; and so burnir

possibilities fessors, engineers, scientists and journalists often leave their jobs. Literature, with its huge rewards of fame and fortune and the opportunities it offers for recording human experience, attracts many from among the professions. A cas- ual glance over current best-selling writ ings reveals that popular authors, taken together, represent a cross-section of pro fessional life. Mary Roberts Rinehart started her career as a nurse; Theodore Dreiser, Kathleen Norris, the Irwins, and a thousand of others did time in newspaper Harold Bell Wright was a clergy- man; Bruce Barton was, and still is, an advertising man; A. Conan Doyle, S. Weir Mitchell and Havelock Ellis were physi cians before they took up the pen; Arthur Train and Thomas McMorrow remain lawyers; Stewart Edward White, before be- coming a writer and big game hunter, was an engineer, and George A. Dorsey, author of Why We Behave Like Human Beings, isa college professor. work; Business also draws men and women from professions which have demanded years of apprenticeship, causing the greatest turn- over among newspaper men and womer A Stepping-Stone to Everything Newspaper work—not to be termed ‘journalism”’ when talking to anyone en- gaged in it financial rewards. True, everyone in it has a chance to become a managing editor, but the chance is about equal to that of a book keeper becoming president of the corpora- has always been limited in its tion whose financial records he kee ps Below the managing editor is the city editor, one of the most nerve-straining } in the world and, like every other post in the work, underpaid. In these days of the standardization of news-collecting agen- cies, the reporter is not a tenth as important as he was ten and fifteen years ago, and the experienced men who can write are as signed to the job of rewriting the news from the copy of press associations or the ver batim reports of leg men. This job is pretty well standardized, as is the salary. Then there is the pleasant custom of the annual clean-up, by which the dead wood is re moved from the staff. One owner of news- papers suffers a bad reputation in the OSITIONS news-gathering field because of the ac Toward the end of the year a check-up of his assets and tivitics of his efficiency men liabilities reveals that he is exceeding his appropriation for staffing his newspapers The efficiency experts prune the staff mucl as a man with very little money sets about ordering a meal. They read the salary list and cut from the pay roll those receiving salaries that are higher than average THE SATURDAY

Against t gloon lo of ; there ne the ict ft t ( tur ties for bettering hims« ire unlimite the newspaper worker. He can write often doe Puniicity ca him, and t field, which in the past een vear grown from a humble de line t ne of the most intricate sciences of our tion, has brought many a fortune. All kinds of businesses are opened to him because of nis contacts and his training in marshaling facts and meeting individuals. The t

mophoss ofanewsrarer man into (FOO Cd Build ings Deserve former president of the National City Bar who entered the field of finance by way of

reporting fin: il news for the C} igo rribune. SS a writer, editor, bis business executive ynt manager, promote diplomat or politician and you are liable to find a former news-gatherer. That is what is meant by the statement ‘New paper work is a stepping-stone to everything Increased Opportunities Lawyers are next in point of turnover The fields they choose after some years in the profession of their first choice are litera- ture and business. Corporation lawyers are prominent among financial leaders, being chosen because of their knowledge of finan- cial law and their executive ability. Some- times sheer boredom with the seamy side of human nature as revealed in the courts light into other fields. Not I

drives a legal

} . . iong ago a San Francisco judge, aiter sev- eral years of he ng divorce cases, retired from the bench and went in for truck gar- He declared he believed

still some decency left in vegeta fruit No college professor, with his 1

is safe any more. Big corporations are lur- ing him away in ever-increasing numbers from his chosen life work of teaching the young idea how to shoot. Insurance com- panies want him as an expert for the com- pilation and the interpretation of statistics Transportation organizations need his help ng problems. As busi- ing ness offers financial rewards from two to

in solving enginee ten times as great as those given for teach- ing, you can give “‘ increased opportunities”

as the reason fe Literature : sible for an ymen b.

DUSINeSS a e€ aiso respon- increasing turnover among clerg Better financial reward, wider fields, and the conflict between the modern- ists and fundamentalists are given as the reasons The doctor reveals himself as a glutton for punishment by having the lowest turn- over among the prolession worker, the nurse, are the least-appreciated and the poorest-paid professionals. A queer quirk in the human brain has resulted in two beliefs—that the doctor can wait for his money and the nurse is overpaid for her services. Possibly it is because both appear on the scene at a time of physical and men tal malaise. They are greeted as saviors and prove themselves such. The patient recovers, and from the vantage point of renewed normal health fails to give them due credit and s} unwillingness to pay the doctor or to fail to discredit the nurse's effor Last year,”’ ay

told me, ‘‘I made $17,000 on paper, and when I succeeded n < é ng $6000 I considered myseil fortunate Doctors’ ac counts are familiar among bad il t tors. They would lead thers il s al employed more businesslike methods and dunned their patient But doctors and nurses do abandon t professions If iVor terature, busine and, n the case f nurses, matrimor Many nurses forsake the med al pr l@SS10I for practitioners. They make up about per cent f doctors’ w es. One doctor gave up medicine for polit and writing. He United States Senator Royal S. Cope the gentlen from New Y Beside pe rforming his senatorial duties and mend ng his political fences, Senator Copeland EVENING POST

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that might have been born 150 years | | ] ] and lived happily ever sinc« rct ¢ t ‘ ictiured r j 1 . tr Kel | t } t \ T \ th, r { tt . ‘ ) I \ \ I i 2 .

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oe | 7 aN It proves that Laminex doors will not shrink, swell or warp row f ling All par fail 1 joor, includ b| 4 | f J fir by Lamin ent, which is al vaterproof and actua ron ' t ' t vood why L x d ) Y I 3} in water Ww l . t just a trifl 10r + ‘ ; I t ftwood door ibout re for ) JOO 1a ho tl I repdall J warned door. It eth 1 , : TICK 1 I Cie a replacer } } | { , , Sore rk dg l ; y carrv popular { — S ‘ ‘ ew {FELE ‘ C,0O0D COMPANY ILACMUITN EX OORS Well not shrink, swell or warp THE SATURDAY Have you seen this “door-in-water” test? EVENING POST finds time to write a daily article on health for a newspaper syndicat The annual turnover of the office worker ranges from 35 to 40 per cent, the per- sonnel manager of a large New York brok- erage house told me. This firm employs 636 men and 314 women in its home office, and the personnel manager based his figures on voluntary and involuntary quits in this and fifteen branch offices throughout the United States Othee employes consist of stenographers, bookkeepers, typists, billing- machine operators, addressing-machine, tabulating-machine, dictating-machine and key-punch operators, filing clerks, cashiers, correspondence clerks, general clerks and ice DOYS The stenographer, only as old as the prac- tical typewriter and the advent of women into business, is as prevalent in the business and industrial world as is yeast in a loaf of bread. She deserves the special discussion which she will get later. “Much of the turnover among office workers now regarded as unpreventable will be cut in half,’”’ the personnel expert told me. “‘ Most of it today is caused by putting workers into jobs haphazardly Office work is distinguished by the round peg in the square hole. The science of per- sonnel is still in its infancy. The first steps in scientific management began no further back than 1910. Then, there were no such things as job analyses, selection promotion and wage administration. The preventable third of our turnover is caused by inefficient department administration and by the idiosyncrasies of the workers themselves ‘A week ago my attention was caught by the large number of people quitting a cer- tain department. nvestigation revealed that the department manager was asking oo high an average of work for the age and ibility of his force, and was ruthless with ndividuals who could not give it. When the average Was lowered the turnover in that department decreased. ‘When we installed time clocks in the otfice our percentage of voluntary quits shot up to 60 per cent. Our employes de- clared that the time clock smacked too much of the factory. When it was pointed ut that the executives also were compelled to punch the clock some of our old employes returned and the newcomers accepted the nnovation without objectior The Office-Boy Shortage worker is the problem of the white-collar man, which is altogether different from that of the plant 3 worker. The plant worker is concerned with present wages and working conditions He or she is not particularly interested in promotions. The office worker is. He will ay put, and he will leave if he is not being continually adjusted by promotion Most of the people who not st and more pay quit us voluntarily do so because of a chan for bettering themselves. “One of the biggest problems confront- ing office managers today is the supply o office boys. The increased number of chil dren who are continuing their education through high school, and the high wages offered in industrial work and for driving h attract the youngsters, has shortage of office-boy material therefore, has gone up. Even ris high. If he is smart +3 } “7 % = ] 1d ambitious the office boy is promoted, leaving a vacancy that is often long un- led. And if he is kept in the same posi- ion at the same salary, he forsakes business 1e white collar to make twice as much 4 driving a truck irnover among Our women employes is influenced a great deal Dy matrimony, though not so greatly today as lt was years ago. Marriage among business women ts dex ing. Many of our women leave us because, trained in a small office, they find the bigger one uncongenial. They are much ke the small-town woman coming to a big ty. They miss the intimacy of the small office and they object to the rigid rules en- forced in the larger office At the first February 12,1927 opportunity they return to the more con- genial kind “Often an employe leaves the job shortly after being transferred to a position whic! carries responsibility. All through business and industry are individuals who will not accept a responsibility of any kind. When it is forced on him he quits.’ The prevalence of the stenographer is the response to a demand which increases daily and which already has made her one of the biggest factors in business time she is temperamental. Most of the time she is faithful and efficient. All of the time she is human, responding to outside stimuli, if anything, a little bit faster than does her brother worker. She draws from twelve dollars a week as a tyro just out of business college, to fifty a week as a secre tary, to ten thousand a year as an execu tive The stenographer’s turnover varies in versely with her skill and experience. The better she is, the less liable is she to leave her job. The turnover among | ughly effi client stenographers runs from zero to 20 per cent; among those of average efficiency it ranges from 40 to 60 per cent; among the beginners it runs as high as 120 per cent Retarded by Ability ™) . . , There Is a type ol employer who spe cializes in the hiring of ine nographers, figuring that the high turnover is compensated for by the service obtained at the lowest wave One nain tore known among business schools and employ ment agents for its low wage and the oppo: tunity it offers to budding stenographers for acquiring business experience The majority of stenographers who their jobs after a efficiency, do so because they find the way to advancement closed to them in that particular organization because of the employer's belief that women have no per manent place in the business world. The re pidly increasing number of college women who are taking up business as a career is solving that difficulty by forcing employer to realize that they are just as permanent and often more efficient in their particular line than men Despite this, however, marriage continues to be the biggest influence working the permanence of stenographers as well as other women in industry and business. It is blamed for 7 among woman labor 0 per cent of all turnover Otten a stenographer becomes so valu able to a department manager that he re fuses to recommend her for promotior bec ause by doing so he will lose her Ihe personnel manager of a large corpora tion found twelve cases of this after a re signing stenographer had given this as he reason for quitting. It is, he believes, the real reason why a great many efficien stenographers leave an organization to take a better position in another firm The clash of or an executive and a stenographer who has lalities between a Doss been assigned to take his dictation often causes her to leave. The dictatorial manner of the type of man who refuses to believe in a stenographer’s intelligence and the attitude of the other type which demands that she snop for his ties and render other personal services do much to send her out looking for another Job “The type of man who is in the habit of reminding his stenographer of every detail of an order is a very prevalent reason for her quitting,’’ an employment agent told me. “TI letter *n he will say, ‘Type that letter Fold it. Address an envelope. Insert the letter. Put a stamp on the envelope and is man, for instance, will mail it And he wonders why stenogra- phers are so restless ‘Al so the employer who olihan ders his stenographer to do his or his wife’s shopping is a very ause of her searching elsewhere ment. One man who has been nn atten tion eleven times in the past eleven week Continued on Page 141 Some of the

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SATURDAY EVENING POST MEN— and OR eighty-two years RUSSELL, BURDSALL & WARD have manufac. tured bolts and nuts for the constantly growing demands of American machinery--a long time in a country that has just celebrated its hundred and fiftieth birthday. Many are the business houses that have come and gone in the period covered by these years. But the strength of the house of RUSSELL, BURDSALL & WARD has been built firmly on a foundation of MEN. From the very founders of the business, men whose sons and grandsons are still ac the helm, down to the humblest helper in the shop, hundreds of workers re pre sent the second generation of RUSSELL, BURD- SALL & WARD employees and often the third This in itself implies a spirit of fair dealing, of honesty, and stre ngth of purpose that must in JEMUPIOR olts and nuts evitably characterize the products made by such an organization. Empire bolts and nuts have thus become the standard of American tn- dustry. Through machin- ery and methods devel- oped in our own plants we are now able to offer a bole with a minimum tensile strength of 80,000 pounds, a cold-headed bolt whose head is guaranteed not to come oft, with threads as accurate as those of a hardened and ground gauge, and cold punched steel nuts that will not stip, fracture or scale RUSSELL, BURDSALL & WARD >» BOLT & NUT COMPANY ® PORT CHESTER .N-Y CHICAGO DETROIT ROCA FALLS, Uls SEATTLE SAN FRANCISCO BOLTS @NUTS et INOR yy

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140 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 12,1927 | WW doubled our usable space which paid for this counter in sii ~ SE incase ff investment concern—is only typical of ical or stenographer desks; and the odd the economies reported by hundreds of bits of space can be utilized for storage f § users of Shaw-Walker Counter-Height and shelving. The equipment comes in Filing Equipment. Shaw-Walker standard stock filing units ins Besides showing big savings in office or which readily permit changes in your office or store layout. Structural build- ing columns need not interfere with store space [worth from $1.50 to $4.00 their location. square foot annually} Shaw-Walker sini, Counter-Height Equipment saves steps . . b n I Send for the Shaw-Walker “Skyscraper ‘ —cuts out useless motions—reduces _ : nee man. He is in your phone book. Let him fatigue—simplifies and speeds up serv- ses 4 ' show you how Counter-Height Equip- h ice. In the St. Louts installation pictured ‘ ment—by combining railings, counters, ve, for example, one person acts as files and department separators —can formation attendant, file clerk and pay you big yearly dividends. “ay } Write for interesting book “The Advan- ographer ae Pi Shaw-Walker Counter-Height Equip- ment includes files for every purpose— 7 ” Ate, tages of Counter-Height Equipment. 1 é é letters, cards, credit reports, checks, maps, ledger accounts, and orders; also safes Address: SHAW-W ALKER, Muskegon, Michigan > +: >—_—__—— + , = DEALERS ( dy Cl SOO Some attractive exclu ter hea j 4 ( 7 ’ still ope) crile us. > + > ——— + W: y HAW.\WALKE i1A i BUR W {AHA HARTI I .. DESKS .. BANK EQUIPMENT .. SPECIALIZED INDEXING. . CARDS.. GUIDES. . ETC. 2. =) = > 2 7 O O PIE! 1S, Out O PE I C E E QU I P M E N T

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Ver ques lor a girl to fill the pos + } YY ‘ nou ad, up to that long a cretar Who had spoiled / i pepsia betore he ! j t d she was with him twe é

ior him on a little o stove in the office. When the disease gave his gastric Juices a chance to act normal which, I will adr was seldom — her d

was to go out and buy some little snack f

him to eat. She leit him, fir That was ¢ en weeks ago € eleven girls I’ve sent has | Che reason for their le ng has peer t ‘Employers’ wives

sometimes i! other source o n the smaller one-man ally f thev are brid e cer

usbands are peing exposed to the wiles of a worldly After » they well she is equipped for vamping purposes, secretary a while go to see how 1 } and woe be to her if she is blessed with too much beauty If she is, she is usually the shute. When they aren't ¥ ] forgetful

*V are y forget some arti D tne t vands and order tl} t home. The husbands pass the buck to their stenographers, generally ask r working hours. Yes: a lot of that 1 Among the average run-of-the-mine

ste- nographers the reason for quitting varies Some will quit because they get too muct dictation, but more will quit because the do not get enough. Westerr ness mer locating in the East, have acquired a bad reputatior aus It r aermar ste- nographers work trom 8:50 in the ng till 5:30 at night and Saturday after- summer. These agent that many of New from two to three noons

men, an employ- ment pointed out to me, do not

York's workers consume nours a day in f to and from thei

commuti y romces om suburban homes It takes about a year and

a constant stream ol educate them to the >» régime } Badly lighted and i ventilated offices

Ww nvariably result in an exodus of office help, which sugvests the story of Hort a good stenographer, who had ability, poor vesight, a ng for rest ind then efor ne to have had a run of jobs in poorly lit offices Hortense one d: fal ult her ‘ob for this old reason « ighting, and took her place among t licants in the employment office of a company which makes a very well-known type writer Too Dark for Hortense ‘I knew she was a very capable worker,”

the employment manager told m«¢ | en a firm on West Street sent in for a gh-class stenographer I gave Hortense tne er on her way It was a dark day, ur along it got darker By the time she reached the West Street ad- iress it was almost twilight. West Street, is you know, is busy, noisy and not par- t ularly attractive If it was the first sec- tion of th town you visited, you would \ ork impression that New

was a garden city. To reach the office of the m she had to climb a dark ir. When é onvinced the manager of her capabil- he hired her on the spot and she went to we at a salary ten dollars higher than he received in the job she had just quit. But Hortense resigned that night. When ime back to my office two days later es! latn anger OO dark ne said ‘I know,’ I pointed out But it was lark all over the world that day.’ Yes,’ she admitted; ‘but I’m tired of darkness t and I won’t wor igain t t In this yyment office I got my first glimpse of the aged iwaiting stenog- raphers who grow old with a business and

these womer York and othe irge cities. They set with the ea Their disposition turns acid. Then, too employe for the most part demar | +} n their offices, espe lly if the office . r business. When these ‘ved or quit in a mome! i there are no jobs for t emplovment offices for a while, eage for by-the-dav wo her they disappear At present there is a high labor turnover among department stores in New York, caused for the most part by compet

with specialty shops which are attra many of the best saleswomen by the ment of higher ilaries The ncre demand for saleswomen ha ‘sulted shortage, and wages among them are ZONE ip A Change of Scene T ne pe rsonne!l rr anage r of or t of the largest tores, emploving 5000 people placed the average annual turnover at per cent, but explained that this was abnor Marriage he of about ascribed as the oU per cent of the defectior

f saleswomen from business placed is another frequent cause lied A girl no interest in pi other work

rem¢ transfer who

tures or may turn out to be a whirlwind among the tinware in the basement But if she doesn’t quits A rge number of resignations are caused by nterests her she work that

the personality of the buyer If he shows the slightest favoritism or fails to register ppre work, his force will

point. Punching the time clock is another reason why salesgirls quit their jobs. Then there are floaters and experience seekers and then announce they are quitting When The floaters come, stay a while, asked havea jobat the time the job

lor their reasons they say f Most oO another store In the same dep same salary, and when this is pointed out to them they I say that Ww it they want is a change of scene Keonomic pre ure often sends an ind lual out of a job in a department store to search, often unsuccessfully, for another Ww h will supply more mone; Not long

ago a salesman in the furr artment

demanded that his salary of $ 50 a week | He explained that he money becaus¢

ral ed ive doll extra about to get married he was Invest gation sh owed earned his salary and no more, but when the raise was refused he quit

Locality often has an influence on turr over among department-store is confrontedin New York with the turnover problem caused by employes One firm competitior with other stores and spe Ssnops Ir ialty its first store, located in another city, its irnoveris belownormal. Inthat store wor! lescendants of the first old employ es who came wit! started the business

owner, wno turnover among hotels

and re taurants is very high As the Ame ur people eat 30 to 35 per cent of their meals ir either hotels or restaurants, the labor prob lem is interesting. The 17,797 hotels of

more than twen ive rooms In the States emplov 1,500,000 people. and the 92,500 restaurants emplo 100 of

turnover among f and commercial restaurants was 150 and 200 per cent respectively, according to fig ures compiled by JI. O Dahl of the maga u } i Hotel Management Dishwashers quit more often than ar other hotel employe; maids are next Ir their refusal to stay put After them come porters, bus boys, and the wer type ol waiter known 1n the trade as “‘hasher The cooks follow them out, and from the

the turnover moves to the clerks front-office employes. The lowest is found among the Junior execu- lishwashers, maids, porters, bu

ive their jobs because THE SATURDAY EVENING POST

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ust as if he were in the room! [The Amplion Cone is re- markable for its clear, crisp reproduction of speech. t je the s Ipreme test of ill radio reproducers, es- | | t] ose ot the (one rune Th rt of this Co Ss th all Amplion models, is, f é 1e matchless AY it which is a tandard of comparison in radio reproducers through the world Other Amplion models range from $12 to $135 FB AMPLION fg THI AMPLION CORPORATION OF AMERICA SP, 280 Madison Avenue New York City ute j Why Not Earn It As AC Earl Somerville Does? S f Canada has rey Wi vou how > Curtis Publishing Company 66 Independ square, Philadelphia, Penna. SALESMEN | CRUVER MANUFACTURING CO PATENT-SENSE, 2456-60 Jackson Blvd EY & LACEY 774 F St., Chicago Washington, D. ¢ THE SATURDAY of bad working conditions, like enervating lack of proper ventilation and long Lowest in the working scale, they re unstable. But often other things enter into the exit, often hasty, of a worker from his job. Ina hotel kitchen it is not uncom- mon to employ from ten to fifteen different nationalities. They work side by side and ] all neat, nours ng from Europe their age-old A good chef, whois really a big isiness man and a lz animosities | urge employer of labor, mistake of putting a iom mane German next to a Frenchman or an Italian next a e] When he does, someone s like ave the kitchen swiftly, pur- sued by a hereditary enemy bearing in his 1 a huge butche Waiters of the higher type—men who know every trick of serving food and selling » to their customers—are often 1 with the itcl So are bell ner service ing foot. oys. Many of them follow the sun—going outh in the winter and coming back to the Atlantic Coast for the summer. It is no rare thing to find the waiter who is serving ou the possessor of an intimate knowledge {itz in London and The Globe-Trotting Waiter \ publicity one of New York’s itels wasstruck with the perfection of n him waiter, man in by a new waiter Within a week the minds of both the always keeping fact that he was a nthe t servant, told the publicity man his Odys- He | Japan, for ad been a headwaiter in Nagasaki, two years, when a new manager came in. He disliked the waiter, who left He drifted across Europe and worked his along the Riviera and then across the ic to New York. Meanwhile, he had maitre d’hotel at Shep- who invited him to come a letter from the heard’s in Cairo, to Egypt and take up his old job as head- He was working at the New York otel till a vacancy occurred in the dining essel bound for Egypt. He con- ‘red it beneath the dignity of his pro- fession to travel other than first class. There are waiters who will take a steady job for a summer, only to quit when the banquet season opens. The banquet waiter waiter knows all the stewards of big hotels, and long before the first snowfall he has put his Kach banquet waiter h own which are seated from ten to The stom is to hand around a water glass at the completion of the meal their ti the glass, and these often run as *} 1 as fifty dollars—good pay for a night’s available list table, fifteen name on the as his at persons. Guests drop Slt work Both | soys and waiters are paid only a nominal wage and eke out the rest of thelr income by tips. The big hotels, like corporations, are irhelp. Most of them look out ell | other great seeking to stabilize the for the general health of their waiters, aid them in buying shares of hotel stock, and ve the ones longest in their service the hoice stands in the restaurants. Bell boys are now compelled to serve an apprentice- ip of six months as elevator boys and their ted to a slight raise. problem, always trou- as become acute in the past few been subje vant-girl wages have blesome, years. The jewel of your kitchen is liable to leave you for any reason under the sun, or or no reason at The turnover among domestics is tremendous, and it is caused r the most part by restricted immigration ind the consequent shortage of human ma- terial, increased opportunities for educa- tion, competition with the factory demand for steady labor at high wages, and the hance to obtain positions in offices. The more ambitious immigrants do not remain domestics long. Twoofthe preventable reasons for Hilda’s tact complete it hegira are the lessness of housewives lity to regard their servants as human beings and to treat them assuch. This attitude, added to long hours, insufficient the demands of her employers, for recreation and time easonable unr EVENING POST are making the old-time servant as rare as the dodo bird. In the past sixteen years there has dawned the realization that labor turnover tremendous economic drain upon industry and business, which can be lessened only by an intelligent study of the laborer, his needs, his capabilities and the increased economic value of contented workers. This study has already resulted in benefits to the working people of the United States which would make a capitalist of the old order turn in his grave to accuse the modern employers of labor of coddling the workingman. There is nothing philanthropic about it. The production demands of a complicated civil- ization call for a tremendous labor output, and most of the citizens of the United States and of the world work for a living. There are more than 50,000,000 people in the United States who depend for their living on some form of business or indus- trial activity. Most of those old enough to work are employes. Most of their children will become employes, because to be an em- ploye of one rank or another is now the common status of the and muscle workers carrying on American business and industry. Today more energy is directed toward improving one’s condition as an employe and less toward escaping from the employe’s ranks. This is indicated by sev- eral things. One of them is the sharp swing upward is a brain in recent years of the standard of living among working people. Another is the en- trance of organized-labor groups into in- vestment and credit banking in behalf of their members. The most significant fact, however, is the spread of the codperative principle in the conduct of business which depends on the capacity and fidelity of day . This the new type of industrial management ir which representatives of employes are given the facts regarding the business and a voice in settling the terms of their relations to it. It is also shown in the different attitude of employers toward workers and the recog- nition that they merit the courtesies and pretty generally not so long ago. or weekly wage earne is shown in consideration neglected Big business cannot maintain the neces- sary organizations and little business can- not compete for workers with big business, if the measures for making work attractive and employment more compatible with the general desire to live decently and with self-respect are neglected Discovery of this fact has American industrial management to give a great deal of atten- forced tion to securing and keeping employes and to promoting among them loyalty to the business which employs them. To Stay the Floaters » Bethlehem Steel Corporation, in a bulletin issued to its employes, points out a program worked out by the management and men which provides for better living and working conditions. Prominent tures of this work are: Employe representation, the management and gether regularly for discussion of matters of mutual interest and concern. Saving and stock ownership, which pro- vides each employe opportunity to sa\ and to become a part owner of the corpora- fea- brings to- which the employes e tion through the purchase of its preferred stock. A pension plan which provides in part for the support of employes after their ment, supplementing their income their own savings A relief plan providing an income for em- ployes when sick and aid for the families of employes who have died Aid toward home ownership, making it possible for employes to own their own retire- from BTs .s$2 g PRs SO - ; YIN ay Oy os a v ee er hy » 7 SD. A 1 ad Urs 7 = V v homes on favorable February 12,1927 mortya and at minimum interest rates. An accident prevention and first gram working conditions. The relief and pens dent prevention are generally with the aid of grou ten years has established service in giving security to those by wages. a large insurance company reveal the fact American ganizations have built up a total of about $3,000,000,000 of group insuran that in ten year providing the maximum ) Insurance, on plans adm! Figures recently publi Insurs ce we pre afet) and act nistered whicl tself as a ma who eda ft ince or- On Jat uary 1, 1926, the total group insurance one company There are company’s group policies, making an ave! age protection of $1 method This mass 708,001 alone was ves S7 per of $1,124,286,927 covered life extend Dy U insurance protection has set unprecedenteé for standards tional purchases by groups on their own account, the ; impressive creased coverage for example, recently the original $12,000,000 The members « workman’s only in the United States but ey Within a short time, merely thr l idd members of insure ulread W be great r of one railway grou} aqdae buying more insurance for group rates and they of $2900 protection disability, the forces being given business and indt ies insuring probably is one ¢ ing toward the mainte relations The larg a bureau charged with the + icyholders as to wor! ay between me now | somewhat higher. WOrke and the maintenance ] ] their work, Personal] visits a re asures by a staff capable of : the practical qu ment. Five of t leading technical soned executives managing employment an partments; of industrial-relations qu are specialists employment of es Y t e the others are 1 women pe + estions a group poll themselves ave al Cla ome are ists in business management who practical knowledge lateral consideration of he i business and in¢ they leave their t business ques 1ization of emp! most \ tal justrs numer 1 $9.000.000 t avery is procured, for the most part, Dy exit inte views —asking departing employe exactly what made them quit. Carefu records are kept of these answe nd « perience shows at least six good resu from these interviews They prevent arbitrary 4d n pre foremen or department heads and begi better understanding of how to handle me They disclose personal grievances and m understandings; they reduce the tur ‘ which is caused by improper selection a placement They expose unsatisfacto working conditions and unsatisfact« y pe sonal, home and community conditior some of which can be orrected. And mo important of all, t elop emplo good will, without w modern indust could not thrive Labor turnover is still pretty much ¢ unknown quantit It has not yet be ascertained for a certaint of it is good and wh: ~ already known about ti ttir try and business to « 50 per cent. The deal ployment and personnel m “Why do they leave their now, t

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T t Te the ‘ } e at r n I ed i \' ere \ ) t} I t ‘ t cr \ r G i ' toM tior | I , Ay é “Do you think you'll be able to make ’*’ he inquired anxiously ‘I wouldn’t mind your slowing up a bit, it we are safe and there’s plenty of iter,’ she admitted Maybe we'd better rest a day.”’ No; the rains are on. I can make it. ['‘m not nearly as dead as I look.”’ She made awry face. ‘‘ Anybody would look as e’d just been dug up in these things. I pe you have some extra clothes in camp. ah, yes,’ Maclyn ruely. ‘Well, you set the pace.” assented ‘O} } yes,” t the broken crust soon re-formed over their consciousness. The monotony of the ong day’s journey saw to that. Nothing presented itself in the external world to at- t t their thoughts— nothing at all. There W no grass, no game, no trees, no ishe no striking rocks, even. Nothing it the desert veldt stretching away for- eve So Maclyn plodded along mechan- , dropped back into his brooding; and nner being absorbed him more and more, his outer being fell once again into its mechanical rhythm. Thus, naturally, it yon came about that it was he who set the pace, while Kits and Mavrouki struggled as best they might to keep up But ear 5 n the afternoon Mavrouki orged alongside and determinedly seized elbow “It is well we make camp, ina,’ said he Maclyn came to with a start and looked ibout him. He had been traveling straight is an arrow along the proper route, but his lowing of the sun had been subconscious. HH real life was inside, with the misery of | rief. It was a very deep-seated sorrow. Mystically, he felt himself in some vague way responsible, as if he had killed Breck. f } It was asymptom of his sick mind. He was ompletely wrapped in a terrible frozen- hearted aloofness, a numbness, pent up, with no outlet. Everything he touched he eemed to bring trouble to, to injure. It s been so. He had never 1ounted to anything; he never would In some curious fashion, he gained a re- mote comfort in the thought that his relin- quishment of this chance to amount to omething in the eyes of the world was an atonement. The medieval in him was com- ng out. It was all very vague. His was a soul, suffering from shock, and would but, as often happens, the one solid idea to which he now clung h and remain. ecover, Ol course; was likely to carry throu, Can he repeated the old man’s tior “It is long until dark.” Yes, bwana, but consider; the rain will ome again; and here is water, and there in é mva is ku firewood. It is well to assented Maclyn_ indifi ently, throwing himse If flat on the earth Mavrouki, who seemed to be made of whipcord and iron, trotted cheerfully down he donga. He returned shortly with ire sight some indubitable brush stems of te respectable size and length. With these and the three single blankets he made 1d t of pup tent That, bwana, will be better,”’ he chat- tered ‘See, | have stretched them very tight. Now if you take care and do not ich them, the water will run off and you be dry | will now cook the potio and yama, and when the rain comes we Ni ( esponded The ay on the | taring at the sl Kits was resting numb) Ma was brooding Mavroul lected all the unfortunate ishe n the donga, cooked the simple me ed some tea. They roused them- el ve » eat t down his bi r wit! be tea!’ he com- mented The tension had relaxed a bit They watched ir ence for a long time the clouds | ny themselves into hugeness Kit ew a deep breath and stretched ne arms ‘I feel better,”’ she remarked; THE SATURDAY EVENING POST BACK OF BEYOND Continued from Page 34 and then, after a few moments: ‘“‘Let me look at that gold vase, will you? I never did get time or interest or something to look at those hieroglyphics, or whatever they are. I think I can tell if they are Egyptian.” “T haven’t it,” replied Maclyn shortly “Haven't it?”’ “T left it— with Breck. She cried out vexedly: ‘‘ You are incred- ible! Your mind is positively medieval! Do you mean to say Good heavens, you are exasperating!” “It’s his. I don’t care to discuss it, It was his.’ d Maclyn doggedly. She calmed to an attempt at reasonable- ness. ‘‘But don’t you see,” she argued, “you're so inconsistent. I know how you feel about dear old Kali Sana. I loved him too. And I’ve known him a great deal longer than you have, don’t forget that. And I want just as much as you do to honor his memory. But this is no way to do it ‘T think it is.”’ ‘‘ Almost the last thing he said to us that became delirious don’t you remember?—-when he wanted us to go out and to leave him. He wasn’t worrying about us so much, but he was afternoon before he worrying for fear the secret would be lost to the wi goes on.’ An ‘We don't count, but progress again: ‘This is no longer a it’s a world affair.’ Sure t Why, it would be the last at personal affair; you remember! thing he would desire—to bury his 5 discovery with him. Can't you see it? Maclyn glanced at her obliquely and set his lips. His obstinate silence aggravated as no amount of dissent or argument could have done. ““You're—you’re positively barbarous in “T suppose if he'd had a wife you'd have wanted to burn her on a pyre!”’ She struggled again for self control and gained it. partiz ‘I give you fair warning,”’ “I’m not going to permit this. I’m not go- g to permit Kali Sana to lie forgotten. I shall raise him a monument in men’s eyes.”’ ““You'll do nothing of the sort,”’ gritted Maclyn through set teeth. “Why won't id “* Because it’s my discovery and I shall do then she sai 1, as I please with it.” ““Yours!"’ she echoed contemptuously ‘And what had you to do with it? You tagged along!” Maclyn flushed. ‘‘That’s as may be,” ‘*But the fact remains that it was Kali Sana’s and mine, and I shall give it back to h m ; “T’ll have something to say about that Maclyn looked dangerous. “‘ Will you?’ he said softly. ‘‘ We'll see about that.” She stared at his determined-looking face said he with a mixture of fascination and curiosity. “And how,” she asked finally, “‘can you prevent me?” Maclynshrugged hisshoulders and turned away as though to end the discussion; then reconsidered his intention and turned back ‘You wore a calabash on your head com n,’’ said he, “‘and saw none of the route You'll wear a blindfold going out ‘You wouldn't dare she cried indig- , yes, I would—and I shall.” laughed in mingled defiance and . “Wi y, you aren't ey veldt- wise!" she mocked. ‘“‘Do you think I'm a fool? Do you think I have to see in order to feel whicl le of me the ur 3; on, to know in which direction I am going?"’ She laugned again **About southeast,” she stated —‘‘and it would be pretty difficult to miss a chain of mountains.’’ She stared challengingly at Maclyn’s change of coun- Well, what are you going to do about it KIil me His face hardened and his eyes suddenly Diazed “I'd like to!” he cried an out- He turned away ar 11S February 12,1927 The afternoon rains swept toward them, overtook the little cam] Kits and Mav rouki crawled carefully beneath the shelter “Come in, you'll get wet!’’ she called Maclyn did not move. ‘Oh, come in! Don’t be more of a fool than you have to!’ she cried. Her practicai spirit had lost all its patience with quixotic foolishness. Mac lyn rose wearily, crept beneath the shelter He did not look toward her. The torrent swooped down upon them NV ACLYN did not refer to the subject a again. Indeed, he referred to very few subjects, confining his conversation wit! the girl to the few phrases made absolute necessary by circumstances. If she could have felt in tl aloofness any trace of anger or resentment or sullenness, her own spirit might have flared in the response of opposition But there were none of these things. For a time she managed to te herself that his att e was that of ti! sma!] boy who, overborne by authority so superior he could n the loss ot his loll derlying dignity ir her that for long an attempt at amusement because he so heartily disapproved of her. But it wa evident that he did not particularly and actively disapprove of he His considera tion of her was kind and helpfu whe ‘ occurred to him at al] “I know,’’ she told herself next ‘It isn’t that he disapproves of me, but he de plores me.” In that she was nearer right, as far as her personality entered into the matter at That was not very mu Maclyt ird considered her; and the fact that her know edge and opposition it was that threatened his poetic dream was only a factor in t In short, to name it by no fan¢ situation names, Maclyn was quite simply submerged wed resig in disappointment and discour ni tion. He had had his poetic dream, and a magnificent dream it was. Unexpected, un foreseeable factors had arisen that made it mpracticable. He fully recognized tha She could do as she pleased and there w no way to stop her, and the height of former exaltation measured the depth of | prese nt ce presslor TI it Was ali there Wa to it Gone was his fierce thrusting energy There was no difficulty in keeping up with him now. Indeed, most of the day he sim ply followed, dragging his feet, far he rear of the two others Tl ’s yurne was a chore—a tiresome, disagreea! chore—to be put behind him somehow o other. And strangely, he was tired, with a drained-out tiredness he had never exper The only mpe lling motive in his mind was to get out, behind him, to shake himself entirely free from the influence of this terrible, bloodsucking, numbing, demanding thing that was Africa; but the motive was not enced before. o thrust all tl alluring, alive enough to generate in him any energy. When the day’s journey was done, he sat listlessly, answering in monosyllables if at all. But there was no antagonism in this brevity, merely profound preoccupation Kits would have liked to believe in an an- tagonism—that would have fortified her own resistance reiuctantly she realize that she was only one factor in the dissoly ng of | dream e impersonal factor like deep rivers 0 tne iengtn ol days Depr ved ot the answering resent ment, her spirit was open to the appeal of the pathetic; and Maclyn’s resigned a quiescence Nad in it somethir of pati like the disarming pathos in the brown eyes of a dog ordered to stay home for reasons he cannot comprehe nd The sight of his de jected figure sitting apart filled her wit mingled desires—to shake him in exaspera tion at his stupidity, to shame him r his lack of spirit, to draw him to her breast and Continued on Page 146

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In silence, they followed Maclyn disappeared into the living hut, almost immediately to reappear in the en- trance, his arms full of things. ‘‘ M’bogo!”’ he summoned. The tall gun bearer tore himself reluc- tantly away from the compact group listen- ing eagerly to Mavrouki. ‘You will have men place the large can- vas around the opening of the banda,”’ he ‘Place the bath there. Bring hot water and soap. Give these clothes to the mem-sahib, When she has bathed, have men put up my bed in the banda. Take my box there. Make the other bed for the mem-sahib here in this house. Sikia?”’ ‘Yes, bwana.” ‘Where is the mem-sahib? ‘She waits ‘Is there meat?” “Yes, bwana. This morning I killed a varra with the small rifle you left here. There are still many cartridges for it.” Tell M'pishi that we will have food in ordered in the banda.,”’ one hour, bassi M'bogo hesitated. He would have liked to say something in the way of sympathy; perhaps to have asked a question. His eyes were full of sorrow; he had hunted with Kali Sana for many years. But the look in Maclyn's face deterred him. “Yes, bwana,”” he assented, and turned away. Old Mavrouki would tell him. Maclyn strode to the banda. ‘‘ There'll be a bath here in five minutes,”’ he told Kits, ‘and I've sent you some clothes—such as they are. Will you kindly let me know 1 you have finished? I’ve put you in the hut yonder.” “It’s sheer mad luxury already. A chair—a real chair * she began. But already he had turned away, unhearing. Mavrouki!"’ he called. The old gun bearer rose from the midst of his attentive audience. ‘*When you have eaten, you will examine the potio. As soon as possible we make safari back to the moto cars. Tomor- row—the day after at latest.” ‘But, bwana, we have not men enough now to carry all the loads.” ‘We shall take only enough to make small safari. One load for the mem-sahib and me; one load of kitchen; three loads potio; one load for you and M’bogo. Yes, and one load for the box of bwana Kali Sana. That is all. That is seven men. Select the strongest. You will find what mashara | owe the rest, so that I may pay them and send them back to the sultani.” ‘*But some must be kept to guard the other things, bwana. And for how long?” “The rest of the things I shall give away is baksheeshi, to the men and to the sul- All, bwana?”’ cried Mavrouki, scandal- All,”’ repeated Maclyn ‘But the lion skins, bwana; great koodoo and the horns of ‘All,’ reiterated Maclyn firmly. ‘“‘Sikia? Mavrouki hesitated. ‘‘ Yes, bwana,” he and the 1 hesitated again, looked up into Mavrouk Maclyn's face, turned slowly away At the sight of his bent old figure, Maclyn seemed to come into focus with the im- *Mavrouki,” he called the gun bearer back mediate ‘Pp EVENING POST ‘**Not today tomorrow. Today you will eat nyama; you will sit by the fire and hold shauri with your friends; you will lala rest. It has been a long safari.” “A long safari, bwana.”’ **And you are weary, Mavrouki,”’ said Maclyn gently. He laid his hand caress- ingly on the old man’s shoulder. ‘‘And I would not have you weary, old friend.” A miracle happened. Harsh old Mav- rouki’s eye suddenly dimmed. Hastily he shook snuff into the palm of his hand and applied it to his nose. “Assanti, bwana; muttered. M’bogo awaited him outside the squat- ting circle of the men. His ugly face was cast in lines of anxiety. **We make safari,’’” Mavrouki answered his look of inquiry. He told the plan. M’bogo’s look of anxiety deepened. “It will be difficult,’” he commented. “You and I must make shauri, Mavrouki. These shenzis’’—he pointed his lower lip at the chattering men— ‘‘are fat with much eating and no cazi. They make kalele. There is trouble. Can you and I govern them? We are not mazungos.” ‘We have a mazungo,”’ said Mavrouki. ‘He is a boy.” “‘He was a boy,” said Mavrouki; ‘but that is of zamani—the long ago. He is bwana makubwa now — a very great master.” assanti sana!’ he XLV HERE was, as M'bogo had foretold, trouble of the semimutinous variety common to travel in the remoter parts. Some of it was because the men were, in- deed, ‘‘fat with much eating and no cazi”’; some of it the usual native desire to try it on every new boss to test his quality; but most of it arose from the fact that Morenda and the rest had dared violate the sacred mountain and had not returned. Maclyn handled the trouble like an old- timer; almost left-handed, as it were; with a grave and kindly abstraction, as a very beneficent and mighty god might turn aside from error the most moronic of his lowest microscopic creations. That is the way, in essence, the culprits felt about it when the show was over. Then Maclyn went again to sit in his canvas chair on the westward side of the dining banda, to stare out above the river jungle to the distant hills. Nevertheless, he returned often enough from these mysterious inner communings with the past he had here shared with Breck to give very efficient attention to the closing out of the affairs of the camp. They did not get off the following day, as he had ordered, nor even the next. The safari grew a bit too. Seven men were not enough. Belatedly, it occurred to Maclyn that in the rains a tent or two might be well, and cots to keep them off the ground. Still, when all was arranged, it was a re- markably compact little safari; and the majority of the camp keepers, paid off and burdened with spoils from the camp’s sur- plus, were to return to the sovereignty of the Sultan Masela, there to brag for the rest of their lives of the marvels of their experience with the white men. The distribution of the aforementioned spoils was the object of the most painstak- ing care. Maclyn had them all laid out in the morning, while the day was yet clear He was astonished at the accumulation. He laid aside certain things for the Sultan Masela—a canvas chair, a coal-oil lantern, a tin of kerosene, two lion skins, a dozen empty gunny sacks~ truly a princely gift. The rest he contemplated for some time in silence, his brows knitted. The heap looked like a rummage sale. Finally he made duplicate numbers on slips of paper. One number he assigned to each article. The duplicates he put in his helmet. M’bogo explained the system. Each man stepped forward and drew a slip. At once he darted to the prizes, comparing eagerly to see what he had won. Mavrouki and M'bogo watched vigilantly. No one dared take anything until one of the gun bearers ad verified the figures. It wds great fun. [he natives shrieked and yelled. By the February 12,1927 aid of M’bogo, Maclyn picked out the men who were to carry Masela’s presents to him. He designated others to take charge, in trust, of the shares of those who were to go out on safari as far as the moto cars. The next morning he was afoot before sunup. The fires came to life. In the dim gray light he summoned all the men. Those who had been paid off he commanded to get ready to depart at once for their vil- lages. They stirred uneasily, shifting feet, looking at one another. They had had no intention of going to their villages; at least not at once, not until they had eaten the food that remained to them, and had played with their new belongings a while, and had lived in these large and delightful grass huts the white man was abandoning But this was not to be. As soon as M’bogo and Mavrouki understood Maclyn’s com- mand, they darted here and there with feverish activity. = Bandika! Bandika! they crie “Huya! Pesi—pesi!”’ hustling them like sheep; so that, almost before they knew it, they were lined up, each with his pack ready; and Mavrouki and M’bogo, pant- ing, bright-eyed, like eagerly conscientious sheep dogs, stood watching Maclyn for his next pleasure. With the volatile readiness of the native to abandon one thing for the joy of another, the file of savages were all agrin, anticipating now in mind's eye the gorgeous spectacle of the triumphal return, and how they and their splendid possessions were going to knock the stay-at-homes dead. Maclyn aroused himself from a brown study. *‘ You have done your cazi,”’ said he simply. ‘‘Qua heri.” A babel of cries and shrill whoops an swered him. ‘Qua heri, bwana! Qua heri Qua heri!” They surged restlessly, as anxious now to be off as a moment or so before to stay. “* Bassi!"’ Maclyn gave the word They turned, marched away, singing, chanting, beating their loads with their sticks. Down through the scattered mi- mosas the ragged procession made its way, dwindled in the distance, topped a rise, was gone. Only the confused diminishing babble of their voices marked their route That grew fainter. A bird in the thorn tree overhead burst intosong. When it had stilled, the veldt was silent Maclyn had, until this moment, re- mained motionless, staring after them watching this last bit of the old life leaving his own. He aroused himself with a sigh. **Have the safari fall in there, outside the camp,” he ordered. The men picked up their loads and car- ried them to the place indicated. Ther they deposited them on the ground and waited. Kits, who had all morning —as, indeed, for the past three days a silent but interested spectator, followed them. Maclyn stood alone in the little plaza formed by the circle of the village huts. He raised his head slowly, deliber- ately let his eyes pass in turn from the banda to the big house, and thence by the skinning house and the storerooms and all the beehive huts where so long the men had dwelt. Then, so swiftly that those watching hardly understood his intention before it was carried out, he strode to the fire, seized a brand and thrust it into the thatch of the big house. The light fuel caught like tinder; the yellow flames licked up the slope of the roof eagerly; the black smoke, gaining momently in volume, curled and eddied for an instant, only to be seized by the draft and sucked upward with a roar. Waving his brand to keep it alight, Maclyn ran quickly to the banda, the thatch of which burst immediately into flames. From one building to another his tall figure darted, pausing before each structure, burying the torch for an instant in the thick thatch, dashing on, leaving behind him the small exultant crackling of new fire taking its eager possession. The tiny absurd chicken hut was the last. os stood aside, Continued on Page 149

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— Continued from Page 146 Maclyn threw the brand from him and burst through the thickening smoke to the group Ol awe-stricken watcher ‘Bandika!’’ he commanded sh ' without waiting for the execution of his order, strode on down the trail. He did } not OOK back, XLVI ie WAS not a pretty journey out to the great rock where they had left the moto cars. To be sure, t >was now no lack of water, and game abounded; but there were other things. There was the mud, for ance, clogging and dragging at the feet; c daily tempests of the late alternoon; and watercourses bolling Sav- id to be made agely full Days jourr ae pende nt on these tnings The mud trie d them beyond human endurance in a few hours; it was absolutely necessary —though not always wholly effective—to get under ore the torrential downpours began; they had to wait with what pa- t.ence they could summon for the brimming waters to recede What had been dusty 1 vers. They waded sometimes up to their breasts. They crossed, clinging to a rope— Mavrouki had nsisted on the rope, though it required an extra man to transport it-—-which had been carried across by swimming. Maclyn did the swimming. It was hard work, wearing work, and progress was slow. Nevertheless, t was steady; and the time came at last when in the blue distance plainly could be dry ravines had become 1 discerned the landmark they sought In the reality of the struggle against tangible obstacles, Maclyn returned some- what to his normal self. He was cool, effi- cient, executive, completely in command. He met difficulties cheerfully, with a cer- ain zest, sizing up the situation, his head on one side, even laughing a little at times, joking over unexpected exasperations and delays, obviously rejoicing in the exercise f his strength and resourcefulness. It was evident to Kits that he harbored no rancor toward her; but it was equally evident that she was at such times nothing more | than one human member of the party like Mavrouk or M'bogo, or even Kibilongi, who earried the tent. Then when the day’s ob was over he withdrew in spirit from Kit . nite of the fact that ir u terrible irneying she must lid her whole part od aside i spe tate she watcne wit no persona pacts to de ect the ever tead current I nner it nation, she watched. She 7” him strong, sure, effective, dominating the situation, leading men, a great figure ind sne saw | m, tne need ¥ thdrawn a) bewildered, sitting apart na great neliness of spirit. Something grew ‘ veued up In her something che n ind maternal and pitiful Unobserved, she tudied his drooping ure, and she found her eyes ng with tears The day they came in sight of the ro hard one. More than th , , 1 lL r of d ulties had imposed themselves, and had been successful passed or surmounted, but at a tremen dous cost of physical effort. Ordinarily tne would have called a halt after a cer tain am] le quota of tribulatior yut now that the go ] one of the voa was a tua n signt, they Kept at it n was keyed to a high tension by the d d inade on him. His spirits were up, meeting the tacle with the ga aeiance i Ape f At ich time tne Ve M mace m observant, comm tive He threw off rem und con ould we | er? t was all entire rY pe na \t time € Va the pe tacle of er ants m ng the \ ) int r toppe t moment t exan e then u USI There were n I ft the insect St packed, Ina sort pe several incne n dian ‘ ind Tort and using the and one anothe ( S a causewa was ive Ante faster travelers. The lot ~OKed e a nug brown snake. They were all very intent heir journey. The fact that the men of the afari stepped across them, one after the other, seemed not to disturb them in any way “They're not even aware of us! It’s just another shadow crossing them! ried Maclyn interestedly They were forced ing the kopje. The rains began early up to « amp be fore reac} yuntry. They could see the blackness of the tempest close along the horizon, and 1! consequence the waters of a rivulet were in a freshet that even Maclyn’s energy cou nd no way to cross Nothin wait its subsidence during the night But, unexpectedly, the flood of his own energy, called forth by the day, did not at once fall to its accustomed level. His mind was still busy with the spectacle of the driver ants, and he gave expression to his thoughts “Strange,” said he, “‘how many levels of life there are in the world all unaware of one another. Those ants have their own lives to live and their own world to live them in, but they were absolutely unconscious of our existence!”’ She knew he was only thinking aloud, nd she sighed. She was very, very tired a “‘No stranger than we are,”’ she observed a little bitterly Almost as though wakened by the sound of her voice, he looked at her question- ingly ‘Here we are,’ she burst out in spite of herself, ‘‘the only two creatures of our kind within alone in a great wilderness —: “aven knows how many miles, ir apart as the poles, even though we've shared the most astounding experience. Doesn't that strike you as curious?” She leaned back against a tree and closed her eyes. Startled, he looked at her for the first time with examining, focused eyes; for almost the first time since he had first seer her near the Loieta he alized he she had, he found, changed much since ther The or had drained aw m beneat ciear SKII there were 1ee} 1dOW inder her eyes; the corners of |} moutl lrooped downw 1. She wa ende ) WeETILKE 1 tne lop} rial te 0 yg or he ind the rOSE I topping above the knee i! tl mar shirt tucked into them, wide at t nd rolled up as to sleeves! There was patho n the drooping ire idde M r found himself suscey eto it. This f VOC IE 4 v wi at 4 pu i c ne Lf a t wr ! What hardships she had suffered! Ar ther woman would |} e been prostrated r ed out, he pie nga ' And not i whimper out of her! Not e word of omplaint Yet now, ir € ymmplete abar i repose of wearines her face wa that of iw tlu ttie 1 It was as though a dam ha en wa withir m. Pity flooded him— pit r eiy seli-a isatior Good Lord! What ar tterly self ntered beast I’ve beer he ‘ id , ntritior She pene ner eyes wea L he were u f tears He remembered e had fi ¢ r tested she Va no ny Ww ir It was when Bre i he tide rose nin evastatil 0d s entered brute e de meda r himself All wrappe n myse l king of nothir myself! Go Lord! You ought to hate me ite 1 sé The mature ent-! we ng ‘ mar the past n t so Was gone I was the Db r the eterna r M n, passionate, eager, engaging. & earnest was he in } ° amin ~ Kits had to laugh, even as she f tne tea It was a ather 1elu iu with a touch of tenderne n it, andr ile I expect I'm f worse " é I THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Adjustable ; nadie to any position near the irlace \ fi\ a ie i ; dig D> + i I _ ~ ie. Clamps —stands—hangs *; S.W.Farber,Inc., Pa

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Continued from Page 149 it +} ect r t qt Ww } hse e the l€ ( ( NN A A | B tnat } ed ‘ | ‘ ) p . } t f( tarte from the ‘ whe I ¥ one of the sidehills in the boundary mou Maclyn had stopped for tl rst night or e said nothir me tin \ t tains, and ended bottom up and tl niy tne ; rne} t fiere in the thorn « nt the te the ‘ Va he a } , 1 I lf i irne} l fe ] i i asned in e he ‘ wa ¢ | I t nad} ? ned y r 1 iy ry large j } x h +} ] r \ and nis mate Imped ana ( aped l irge and nee izes, WI i I f ( FOR users of and f i l . , sop ally opst ng the wre ire sno were ent for a long time. ed i ist W t i Nt t i Colored penecis ; qaaistance poeti just , or I never Aw su af 0] “Tv beer thir ne iid Kits a net mi! The shortest Lt is a hoodoo place, anywa ee that Nairot Fred’s farm is on the Naivasha He stare it her a mon "A ere Between two points Is the narrow When he came —— dpa a ep 7 roa ' fork a f ott m of the Ke igree with me ‘ Strip ot paper erence st lled nis Manner, as alwa when take me to Nairol nota ee Wit lata ] t i Phat you he mentioned his fr i fora moment. * Well,”’ he observed then, ng himself. ‘* We turn off and go to tl Ma eap ) oe ‘ ucky we've got two more cars to draw to. farm. By the way, how about bn wl} hii enki When you sharpen a te a - end’s name. He mused ‘No reason at all,” agreed Maclyn, rous- you sa . . a Nick and Pull Re & behets aaa rye Funny , nant thengee f him before! eased, bu b,- un BLAISDELL! i ‘is , P , . ) ‘Let me drive, iwgested Kit fe time?” ell ite poet ' eae Send for Two Pencils é tared at her, doubtful merely because the “Oh, he knows I'm off ot [wrote mind's ey my 1 see it!” He and Booklet ea was new to hin I'm used to them,” hin } eless) He we % aad din , é Y sta er « t sured him } t w S s { n I don’t doubt tl I w { | Is ' : - t s pretty hard , We | ‘ M: | x ‘ s woman this cross-country stu Hold on! onvictior we Iw ] ild make 1 { (one thick yne tl Dont shoot! I'l] me down! “What I propose t ’ she suggested ; sO —-so appropriate » what : lead)and va book They both laughed Chencefort sne after a moment | ou et me bi yw Of course, I see what li meant | a let Ethciency Us¢ for OK the wheel of the smaller ca laclyn the sma ar, | can drive home in three all along. But m y | : aes ored . | | i you can go rf abou r } Wa N ot Blaisdell Pencil Co., They Dproke tnrougt! the nil safe vy, on with the otne car to Nairobi.’ a ny i 1 leit Ut! “ | {) Dept P-9, Phila Pa fi Maclyn re illed | I rmer o I I that h mseif at i »\ mu tl ne | m™ ¢ ny to ev) su that would nave IT nal if A e f road. Now it seemed to him like a concrete go off alone e that and remembered a er t . | You , boulevard. He remembered the feeling of He stopped, checked by her 1izzical wer ht there It wou ‘ een a h rege ‘ that ‘ aa ; utter remoteness that had ed eing eyt Oh, you needn t worry about taking yreat monument t r mer eve er N emer ire of me,’’s I've é I t COLORED PENCILS home Nairobi was only just around the afew hundred times. It’s done every day heen Bre ner. It was as though they were alrea ly even by women.’ He wa arrie iway with the struggle of temporsr delays while one car pulled the esd obstnately hima facnatd at his stong vet 3 YOUR RAZOR BLADES? out ial ed his drea t ' ’ | 4 mater a INGERSOLL In ' ' DOLLAR STROPPER Kits laughed.“ ) a | 3 Ten Days’ FREE TRIAL ion-—if the young man chose to give it t say Ido.” replied Maclyn bluffly. He hesitas a ’; Clark’s Famous Cruises \ ae ae nai shew ; a F sion e chy But ; S i : 0 che oe : on ‘ - A ot esa ; BY CUNARD LINE BIG NEW (¢ f JER gy Re cna Whitmore, ire Ol rith hit le gazed between him and he t NORWAY AND WESTERN specced redemption a 4 sdrvede aie time. “Then like it. That is the in | I MEDITERRANEAN f the present situat n | rtion night,” he grov t last is vn tot mer 52 DAYS, $600 to $1300 frequented hunting field M . More — 0 1 P assented it ss “LANCASTRIA” July 2 Genk: eemerenieal ‘piers , ag nares tana | eae a ' , Jan. 16,’28 Around the World Jan. 25, ’28, To the Mediterranean We have to report, but usually ther a bitte ashan ma FRANK C. CLARK, Times Bldg.,N.¥ | PATENTS

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Continued from Page 151 moment she looked up I think inderstand — a litth That isa very bea } } wo hal thought of your It ill be a A* NEAR noon Kits’ car, which w: 44 leading, lled up at a fork in t road Macly v alongside They b descended Here's where I leave you said she Maclyn was d itisfied and bothere nd n consequence wa masculine } Impy\ I wish you'd let me go with you imbled I don’t a ove of this ingement at all. There’s no sense to it Run along to Nairobi,” she advisé m gayly We've had all that out | fone But think of Mavrouki and M’bogo ind the other boys. You wouldn't want lisappoint them, would you? Look them! Think of how yng they've waited for this, and what they've been throug} to vet here.”’ Her voice was gay and mock ng I Maclyn scowled under his brows at tl ibstractions had vanished. H> stared her, quite unabashed, between times puttering about the car, lifti cover and testing the buzzers, raising the hood to examine r at the peering es, unscrewl the radiator cap. And all the time he wa 1inute directions of what to do in giving m ase of this or that things she was qu ipable of attending to— repeating him elf and generally hovering about. Kits | her lip in a partially successful effort ner amusement At last there seemed ng further to look after don’t approve of this arrangement ou know,” Maclyn grumbled pess mistically for the last time She burst into the laughter she could r nger repress. He frowned at her serious] She was standing close to him, and she w: er ittractive | en the misfit mar } t could not conce her feminine charn +t ch the bovish effect of the knee len shorts rather accentuated The ea travel and the excitement of the retu had brought a color to her cheeks and erased the shadows from her eyes. The ght ‘eole of her hair glittered alive ler the shading of the old terai hat ] man’s shirt was wide at the throat, tl eeves were rolled up Against the dusty etting of the old flivver, her skin was « 1 e But you don’t approve of so mar things I do!” she cried joyously. ‘Ar this, remember, has the virtue of being the ist of them!” ‘You seem n ghty glad to be voing 1 Maclyn sulkil I can’t help being gay today. Do yo iisapprove of that too? I'm so excite r ict lally getting home! I really t fi t believed it until today And now t t the road itself— th i t times why, ali the I vages and things are ist I’ve waked up fron m going to sing, all the w home She turne car Odero jerke the atartir leaped into the box forw THE SATURDAY EVENING POST es apable justice of her words All } and distr butor, We cant ot go in tor — THI MULTIPOST STAMP AFFIXER & REG Free trial of th Multip convince you that it use | economies and advantages of pected importance Ihe Multipost saves stamps. 1 and s age I nti r f c he On kly t tt Repre i t ‘ ; ‘ t r P ‘ SQSSS SSSR See sZe ee easeeee 2 Multi; t ¢ Dey } t \ . a - . * Seng pos t t 4 e ‘ Sc t k . * a . By , . . 2 a! © ®, ad 7 s - a Cash! . Cash! “~ Cash! Lots of it! ‘ The Saturday Eve é Indepe Philadelp? f

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Continued from Page 154 “Who else would?”’ Mac inquired She hurried to get them out of the ice box. “J put them there so they'd Keep fresh,” was her excuse. Oh, well, why not? ould not very well admit that she had thought Jarvis sent them ‘What on earth made you do it?” sh asked present! “Why shouldn't I send you flowers he retorted Mac ntended it for ; ving glance, but she interpreted it as a leer, not without sound grounds for the mistake You never did it ore, except on n birthday, or something like that.” She was eying him hfully Why didn't he get up and go to the wrestling natch he had been talking about for a week or so? There he sat as though he had for- gotten it completely yee n't you going with Sam and Dave “Oh, 1 thought we'd just spend a quiet evening at home. Want to play dominoes?” “We ll, of «abi th i! I | : the best of these rtm ngs breathed Bernice, ») Make the grade. She brought the dominoes and they sat ing at home But of restraint down to the quiet even an atmosphere hovered over the Darby-and-Joan scene. Mae wasn himself-—that was as plain as a flagpole. He was too polite; not once did he crit Ze her for her mistakes, and he even allowed her to take back a Gangerous play without r pha }? r? r ? Yr 1 +? a murmur. Perhaps Bernice ought to have appreciated this chivalrous attitude, but she didn’t—not by a jugful. It was un- natural. What had he Howeve r, this skepticism lup to anyhow? lasted only a Mac S benavior soon convinced few aays her that something had occurred to change him; and although at first she wondered darkly what could have done it, she could discover nothi: g to jJustily suspicion, and presently she did not care. It may be that concluded Mrs. Stringer’s advice had accomplished the result, because that champion of equal rights had done some missionary work too rhe trouble with most husbands, my iad assured Bernice, “is that ious, I wouldn't want Mac not i's sake, Mrs. Stringer!”’ ll,’ replied Mrs ertainty doesn't ciate you all the more Jernice took it as a joke at the moment, but the remark stuck in her mind. Suppos- ing she should start running around wit} another man, as some of her a quaintances did, what would Mac do? The position left her mere sup- What would he do? Kill her probably she hoped so Per} aps he would or ly re sides of Mac she did not so sne played with t breathles yet sne wa n't sure, laugh There we us 1dea. Billy Jarvis gave her the opportunity to His break wit tneory Z i icy remained un ealed and Bernice offered a weapon with which to bring her to time Besides, she tion, | such women are always grateful. Mac when Jarvis danced with his wife had never received any atten- and Billy’s experience hac didn’t know what to make of it four times at the next party. His eyes fairly popped out of his head; he felt silly anc looked it. Having always reg: the embodiment of cave friendslooked for something but this very first challenge revealed him as lod a dud. r 1 217 , here was the notorious Billy Jarvis flirt- ‘ with Mac’s wife, and all Mac did was to gi ng ope niy , . and stand glassy eyed or the sidelines, ey were flabberga: After all, ther re was some excuse for him. It was so utterly unexpected of Bernice, so wholly unlike her, that Mac could not credit his senses. But her conduct con- firmed the fears stirred in him by Stringer’ warning. Great heavens, supposing he had waited too long It made him doubly eager to make amends. Moralists tell us it’s the first false step which is to blame for most downfall and Mac went and habit to overdo zen. It was ig e ft Chinese when it comes t« gy medicins on the ¥ that you can t have toon ol Whats good I you— and, having n ‘ up his mind he had been remiss in the i t he was re ed to atone extra cot eratior He took « cing lessons. Mac despisec dancing being phys designed fx rougher work; but now he attended threes nignts a wee t Modom Rucker’s cla the Odd Ft ws Bu ing and there went iaDOriously did not require ar , r 4] the Rialto with some of the smart set, « corted by Billy Jarv younger married women had steadies, with out any attendant scanda so nothing much would have been thought of this had anyone else been concerned than that peerless champion of male ascendancy, the redoubtable Mac. He being the goat, mer wondered and exclaimed Gosh!"" they muttered, and “Hell's bells!” And the women said, ll, | declare! You never can tell, my These quiet ones are often the worst. It is painful to write this, for life holds no greater tragedy than a good man gone wrong. And Mae was assuredly a goner Hie became a sort of tame bear led around by aring in the nose. He waited on Bernice hand and foot, and her slightest wish was law unto him He never made an engagement now wit! out first ascertaining if it was all right and tnere Was anyt! y else she wanted him to And more thar e he canceled a goll game at the last minute in order to ca for Bernice at some afternoon party be iuse sne wanted him to dr e ner nste 1 ol the chaullieu reve I nt they went somewhere, no matter how hard presse Mac had been during the day or what faced him on the nm “OW And he neve new WV it was voing to do in tne ever U until he reached home Now a transformation such as this can- not take place without an accompanyin, disintegration of other characteristics. Mac soon lost his buoyancy and sureness of man- ner. He lost business, too, and it became difficult for him to make decisions. Every setback contributed to his uncertainty and before a year was out he wore a harassed look “What's the nvh py anynow matter with the old hoy, demanded one of his acquaint- ances of another. ‘He acts like he's up against it.” ‘Well, | hear he’s had a bad year. Queer how things go, isn’t it Some men can't : af . 3 ” ind a setback \iac S losing Nis grip t t he had had a bad t} It was true enough year. And on top of tl never been so great his expenses had ney were now amon, the mainstays of the smart set and Bernice entertained a lot. She went, from morning tonight; she grew slender and willowy. Her irties became famous. Everybody agreed he was one of the most popular hostesse town. However, there is no satisfying some | Here was Bernice emancipated and come into her own, yet the eOpPle very persons } who had clamored for it most vociferously were the first to find fault. “What's happened to Mrs. Mac, any how Stringer inquired of his wife. “‘She’s 1osing } er looks.”’ Mrs has on is perfect om dec] ired Stri That dr It’s Paris, too—you could tell it a mile | swear I don’t see where Mr. Mace gets the Stringer tringer. money to ve ilke they do. *S} that lovely? Too loud for me But I wasn't clothes. It’s the Notice Regular village-belle stuff. And to see hei 1ucks, you cal] talking about her expression on } that spoiled manner she’s getting go along the street why, she looks like a Queen of the Bag Swingers!” ‘That only goes to show your igno rance,’’ snapped Mrs. Stringer. “‘ Mrs. Ma AC good hat to do these three things and to do them so superlatively well. for a long, long time, all the virtues of t splendid Dunlap “Metropolitan.” REDITED HE Dunlap wears long But it takes only cight dollars to own, D 581 > AGENTS bifth South THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ‘Theres a Swirl of style toa DUNLAP HAT N N PRI L a Mite Michi A ah “Metropolitan ” looks well. and stays smart. It takes a Ne

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EVENING POST has beautiful taste, even if she is so stuck on herself. When it comes to dresses you don’t know anything, so shut up.” But Al was a daring scamp and muttered under his breath as soon as his wife’s back was turned, “‘ All the same, I’m right. Look at those discontented lines around her mouth! She's spoiled, I tell you-—-spoiled rotten. And I'd lay a bet she’s not as happy now as she used to be.”’ In this view he would have found few to agree with him. The younger women all envied Bernice and continually lauded Mac’s open devotion; the older ladies grudgingly admitted it was beautiful to see. But they had cooled off ever so slightly to- ward Bernice. It may be she lacked some- what in her once sweet deference to age. At any rate, although they still liked and ad- mired her, wasn't it too bad she should run around with the sort of people she did, and was it true that Billy Jarvis was very at- tentive? ““What the Sam Hill does Mac stand for that bird hanging round for?”’ a former crony wanted to know one day when the card room at the club was deserted. Old Lee Hastings, who was playing a game of solitaire while waiting for some bridge players to show up, replied, “‘ What would you do?” ‘I’d bust him one, that’s what I'd do. And I'd bring her to time mighty quick.” “Maybe you think you would,” said Lee. Sut 1 doubt it, my young buckaroo. When it comes to a wife, there isn’t a man alive who can say positively what he'd do.” “Is that so? Well, I can. It makes my blood boil to see a man wait on a woman hand and foot the way he does.” “You must be at the boil all the time then if you move around much.” ‘But she runs it all over him. He can’t call his soul his own.” “Any woman’'ll do that if she can. Women don’t have any respect for a man without any iron in his system. She’s go- ing to see how much he'll stand for, every time.” “But Mac’s got lots.” “Has he? I used to think so niyself, but he doesn’t act that way nowadays,”’ said old Lee. “‘The only way out of a fix like Mac’s in,”’ he continued, with a certain bit- terness of tone, “‘is to leave ’em. I always do.”’ The other paid the tribute of silence to superior experience, for Lee had already parted from three, and rumor had it that only an unreasonable demand about prop- erty settlement estopped him from shed- ding Number Four. He was one of those septuagenarians whose doctors are always telling them they've got the arteries of a man of forty “They say she’s going to the seaside for the summer,”’ remarked the other. “Why not? It’s too hot to stay here if you can avoid it.” “But I happen to know ol’ Mac can’t afford to put up for asummer trip. I hap- pen to know Say, Mr. Hastings, if he don’t watch out, Mac’ll blow up, and that’s a fact.” ‘As bad as that?” replied Lee gently. “I’m sorry. But I think she'll go.” She did, leaving Mac to bach it and wrestle with his troubles. They came fast, piling up, as troubles always do. He said nothing of these things in his letters to Bernice. She was with a party of local people at a fashionable hotel, and he did not want to spoil her time. While she was away he even asked Jarvis to dinner, but it was a sad affair. One day shortly after his wife’s return Mac dropped in at the club for luncheon. He was feeling blue. A real-estate specula- tion had gone wrong and the bank was pressing him. With some associates he had bought a hundred acres on the edge of the city, intending to improve and subdivide it; but they got in just before the bottom fell out of the residence-property boom and were left with a choice assortment of lots and cheaply paved streets. Three times they changed the name of that addition, yes, sir. and still the public failed even to: bble. February 12,1927 “That stuff is too slow moving,’ the bank president had just told him. To the first vice president he added later, ‘‘ Mac acts scared. What’s the matter with him? He seems to me to be losing his grip.” And Mace did look seared. He had a beaten air and shrank from his fellow men. Instead of sitting down at the round table where his former cronies usually ate, he picked a small table behind a pillar. He wanted to be alone, to think. What he ordered he did not know. The meal was a blank to him until the waiter brought his coffee. And then he heard his name mentioned at the next table. Mac took a peep round the pillar and perceived Ken Lowry and Al Stringer and three other acquaintances. “Why not get Mac?”’ Ken was saying. “That'll make a good foursome. Charlie can’t come and Mac plays about the same game.” “Naw,” Stringer replied; “that hen- peck won't play. He's got to go home and mind the house.” There was a laugh, and somebody said, “Yes, and he’d better mind it, too—take it from me.” A deep flush mounted to Mac's face and he started to get up from the table. Then he sat down again. What he had heard was not the sort of thing he could afford to make a scene about. It could easily be dis- claimed as harmless fun, and he would only lay himself open to ridicule if he took it up. Everybody would think there must be some basis for that innuendo if he showed any resentment. But an innuendo it was; the tone left him burning with rage. He waited until they had finished and gone into the card room for their customary two rubbers of bridge, and then hurried out and to his office. There he sat most of the afternoon, doing no work but staring at the calendar on his desk, at the photos of Sun set Addition and Ridgecrest Addition and it lmwood Heights —all the same addition on the wall. Twice he reached into a com- partment of his safe and pulled out a bottle, pouring out a heartening swig each time. After a while the world began to look bet- ter. He shook himself and got up from his chair, to stride up and down, jingling the keys and change in his pockets. He ever chuckled, for a load had lifted from his shoulders—-he had come to a decision. ‘Every man to his temperament,”’ he ex- claimed. “If you pretend to be what you aren't you're bound to blow up sooner or later, and you're miserable all the while. If she can't get along with me like I used to be—like | am-—well, it couldn’t be any worse than this. So here goes.”’ It was nearly six o'clock and he left the office. The chill of late autumn was in the air, the trees were shedding, and near his home the pavement crackled under his wheels. He sniffed deep of the grateful odor of burning leaves and grinned confidently Then his eye fell on a read sign which had been removed from an intersection and placed on somebody's lawn for the night. He stopped and put it in his car “Well, well!”’ he exclaimed cheerfully as he swept around the short curve of his driveway at thirty miles an hour and came to a stop with shriek of brakes. ‘Look who's here!”’ A sporty coupé was parked in front of the door. Billy Jarvis was to call by for them to go to a roadhouse dinner, but Mac had understood seven o’clock as the hour “Hello, everybody,” he called, beaming on Jarvis as he entered the living room **Oh, all alone, you two? Glad to see you, silly. How’s heaven's gift to women tonight?” Heaven’s gift to women appeared taken aback. He smiled feebly and muttered, ‘I'm all right, thanks.” But Bernice spoke up sharply. “‘ You’ve been drinking,’’ she said “Come here. Let me smell.” “Yeh, I had a little snort,’”’ was the amiable response. ‘‘Let’s have another What d’you say, ol’-timer’ Shall we hoist one? It’s good for whatever ails you.” Continued on Page 161

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Continued from Page 158 He rang the bell could collect herself for the onslaught wit! which she meant to annihilate him, the houseman entered and Mac was saying, “Shake us up some cocktails, Emmett, and never mind if you spill it over.” While the houseman was doing his daily dozen with the shaker in the pantry Mac relaxed into a deep chair, guest with a genial expression. “Say, Bill,” he said, don’t get thinner every day tco. You want to watch out days 2 “You're a fine retorted Jarvis. “Yes, but look at the cute little wave in mine,’’ Mac continued. ‘‘And besides, it doesn’t matter so much about a settled- down married man. But for a who rushes the buds Say, it’s a won- der to me you don’t get married, Billy.” ‘I haven’t found a girl who’d have me.” ““They’re sure getting mercenary nowa- days, that’s a fact,’’ Mac assented, nodding gravely. ‘“‘But what about that widow woman—that Mrs. What’s-Her-Name the old party with all the money?”’ “Mac!” exclaimed Bernice. **What’s the matter? O]’ Billy here gave her the time of her life last winter when she was visitin’ Mrs. Stringer. We all made sure it was a match, too, Billy. What happened?” Jarvis rubbed the arms of his chair and strove to smile. ‘‘Looks to me,” he ‘like you had more than one, didn’t you, Mac?”’ ‘“‘No; but I’m serious. You'll never have another chance like that, Billy. At ’" And he wagged his head and, before Bernice regarding their and even affectionate Ld f ” dog-gone if you Your hair One of these one to talk about hair bachelor

sald, your age solemnly. “You know as well as I do Mrs. Cush- ing married that actor from New York,” Bernice put in. “Well, well, so she did. I’d clean for- gotten. But you ought to be thinking about it all the same, Billy. It’s expensive, but love will find a way. Why, first thing you know you and Judge Preston’ll be the only ones of the old boys left!”’ “Judge Preston!’’ Jarvis protested. ““Why, he’s sixty if he’s a day!” ‘**Get out! Say, isn’t it amazing the way a bachelor holds his age though? They all look younger and act younger than us mar- ried men. How d’you explain it, anyhow? As Billy did not volunteer any solution of the mystery, Mac rambled cheerily on: ll never forget the good times we used to Say, Bill, do you remember have at school that little Pierce girl you were sweet on I reckon she must’ve been about the first, ? Well, she was certainly a cute I wonder what wasn’t she? little thing. of her.”’ ever became “Probably married ’’—this from Bernice, like the crack of a .22. “Of course. They all do sooner or later, don’t they? ] Why, Bill himself wanted to get married once, didn’t you, Bill? I mear Bess Ashford. don’t try to deny it! You were craz) that girl. sernic 3ut she would not look at at her. “*And then Anniebelle Stimpson “Oh, snap out of it!”’ exclaimed Jarvis, ‘come up to modern times.” “Aw, shucks, Bill,”’ Mac in an ag- grieved tone, ‘“‘don’t get sore. Surely we're little fun The Go on now, you ol’ rascal,

about

Look how red he 1s, t Jarvis, nor he said

good enough friends for a trouble wit! Yes, sir, that’s their trouble ‘“What do you mean by that?” “Why 9 be. If they weren’t they could never un- lady-killers is they're so darned sensit

it stands to reason they have to derstand wives like they do. Bill, ol’ boy, you’re a wonder! I'll take off my hat to you.” ““What for?” ““Why, they tell me there isn’t a mar in this town who's comforted as many m TI e way understood wives as you have I look at it, vou don’t get the recogn you deserve Jarvis hesitated no longer here wa dirty work brewing, and he thing and half rose from his chair ““What’s your hurry?’’ Mac inquired, l pl “Sit down and have another how’s Mrs. Tilley?” Still Pla es think,’ Salad

drink. Say, Jarvis with a toward

glance Bernice, “‘ we starting, if ‘ re?”’ Ma ‘Weren't we going out to ‘Starting whe aske } > dinner: ae i OW I forgot to tell you tended all day to phone you, Billy, but things Kept coming uj}

But we can't go ‘Can't go!”” ex not?” “‘Some business came up this afternoon that'll keep me in tonight, and “Well, Bernice began, and If she were to go without him it would be siding with Jarvis against her husband, and even her rage quailed before the prospect. “So far as I’m concerned, I'd just as soon call it she continued evenly. ‘‘We've been out every night for a month anyhow. I you mind, Billy?” Did he mind? His sigh of relief sounded like a cow settling down for the night, and he was able to command a semblance of his usual poise and amiability when bidding them good-by. That's one thing people had to admit about Billy—he was hard to ruffle Mac accompanied Jarvis to his car, still chatty and friendly and affable. ‘‘ Well, old horse,”’ he said as Billy settled into his seat, ‘see you again sometime, I hope. Bound to run into you at a party or something, hey? Meanwhile take care of yourself ‘l’ll try to,”’ replied Jarvis grimly. Snapping on the ignition, he raced the motor to warm it up. though wishful to get away from there. ‘So long,” cried Mac ““Good-by,’ moment his glance fell on a large road sign stuck up in a flower bed directly in front of erned I’m stopped short so far as ‘Or cone off,”’

He did it savagely, as * answered Jarvis, and at that him. Mac was standing with one hand rest ng on 't DETOUR — The eyes of the two men met. Mac was his away grinning. Jarvis let in rending jerk and shot with a the the gears around drive, and Mac returned slowly to living room Bernice was waiting for hi >a queen “Well,” she tight- , ‘what’ve you got to say for your- of tragedy. began, “Say for myself?’ he what’s the matter?”’ She glared at him in speechless fury. How could she explain without laying her- self open” And Mac was her with a tender expression sparred. “Why } leering at Where're we going to eat, honey?”’ he juired. ‘‘I suppose Lina has gone.” Of course. I told her we were dining Suppose we run down to the Planters then.” You any dinner. I an suit yourself. I don't 1 I’m going to bed ‘What's the trouble? Not feeling well?”’ ce had to fight for self-contro = suppose you're quite proud of v¢ want Bern urself, she sneered Why should I be? I de- honey, it beats me what you're about. What'’ve I done now? She could h aren't you? Not especially , clare, mad ardly get out the words “py never forgive yo as I live humiliate me delibers you wait

room and up Perhaps if she could have seen the in- movement Mac made toward

voluntary her a reconciliation might have been effected on the spot But she did not, and he left her alone the rest of the ey Emmett fixed up a meal of cold be i dds and ends for him, and then Mac went to wor nm some spe ations he | t home from the ¢ THE SATURDAY EVENING POST

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There was the last woman in the world I'd have thought It just goes to show you never can tell, doesn’t it? Was it over—you know?” Mrs. Stringer nodded, her eyes aglow. She was fond of Bernice, but she wouldn’t have been human if she had failed to relish a titbit like this. ‘Lina told my cook all about it. She had the afternoon off, but the houseman was there, and it seems ” Buzz, buzz, buzz. This chunk of gossip was much more ac- curate than most, being wrong merely in the major episode. Bernice had not gone home to her mother’s; she had only threat- ened to do so. For two days following Billy’s call she did not speak to Mac—not one solitary word. The only time he saw her was at meals, and during these she maintained a cold silence. She wouldn’t even condescend to ask him to pass any- thing, and if she could not reach it for her- self, she either did without or rang for Emmett. Now in thousands of cozy homes throughout our beloved land the head of the house would bear up under silence with a pious fortitude, but it worried Mac ter- ribly. tlis was a companionable nature and this frozen politeness hurt. In the first place he wasn’t used to it. Against anger anda tirade he could hold his own, but the sight of Bernice’s pale, tear-stained face and high, proud, wounded manner began to weaken his morale. Suddenly he seemed to realize that he was breaking under it, and if he slipped now he was doomed forever. dignified silence is at once the most impenetrable of defenses and the subtlest form of attack. There is no sure way of dealing with it, except one, and Mac took it. He resolved to run. ‘I’m going down to the lake for a couple of days to shoot ducks,’’ he announced at dinner. ‘‘The papers say we're going to have a norther, and if it comes they'll be thick down there. this afternoon.” No answer. 15 Pane regarding the matter as settled, Mac went on eating. He was always a he arty feeder. Bernice waited a decent interval to give his manhood a chance to assert itself, then gulped, and at last broke silence. ‘‘And what's to become of me?”’ she asked in a weepy voice, On many another such occasion she had gone to her mother’s as a matter of course, but something told Mac not to suggest it now. ‘‘Ilow do you mean?” he parried. ‘That’s a nice way to do, isn’t it? —to go off and leave me all by myself.” ‘But, great Scott, you've been alone be- fore, honey—-dozens of times! What did you do then?” ‘That was different,’ sniffed Bernice. “And when it comes to that, I was alone all summer. How do you suppose I got along?” Bernice straightened in her chair and im- paled him with a glance. Biting off each word: “I might have known it! Just like you to wait and throw my summer trip up to me like that I’d be ashamed of my self if I were you.” ‘I’m not throwing anything up to you, but facts are facts. How do you reckon I[ > A lot’ve been going over got along’? ‘That was different.’ “Sure! Everything’s different.” She saw that his back was up and there- fore dropped the subject until Emmett brought in the coffee. Then she remarked, in a voice of tragic finality, ‘Well, since you're ing pe there’s only one thing for me to do, I suppose—go to mother’s.’ “ow you're talking,”’ said Mac. ‘‘She’ll be mighty glad to have you.” } February 12,1927 ‘I'm going home to mother’s,” peated significantly; but he pretended not to get her meaning. Nothing more was said. The norther failed to materialize as soon as forecast and Mac delayed his duck hunt. Bernice also put off her return to the parental roof, but she had again withdrawn behind her wall of silence and he did not try to force another breach. Twice, how- ever, he took occasion to remark that the weather appeared to be shaping up for a cold spell and he might light out any min- ute. She did not seem to hear. The following Monday morning Mrs. Joe Spivy called Mac on the phone. “ Lis- ten, Mr. Mac,”’ she said, ‘“‘why don’t you and Bernice come down to the lake with u tomorrow? Joe says he’s sure you can get some ducks. The McIntyres and the Glid- dens are coming along.”’ “Great!’’ exclaimed Mac. ‘“I’d sure enough like to go along, Mrs. Spivy. But Bernice—have you asked her?” ‘I couldn’t get her on the phone,’’ was the guarded reply. ‘‘But why not ask her yourself, Mr. Mac? I’m sure she'd like to go. All she needs is a little coaxing.” ‘I’m not much good at coaxing, Mrs. Spivy.” “No, but you could ask her, couldn’t you? Now you go ahead and ask her. No, not over the telephone — wait wid you go home. She'll come, I know. That’ll make four of us. Will you?” “Surest thing you know,” nice’s husband. He wore a broad grin as he hung up the receiver. Mrs. Joe and Bernice were close friends, and “Say, Miss Little,’’ he bellowed joyously to his secre tary, ‘do you think this office can keep open the balance of the week without me?”’ ‘The balance of the year if you're will- chirped Ber- | ing to sign the checks I mail to you, Mr. Mac.”’ “Well, I sort of feel like I need a rest, and I’m goin g down to the lake and forget all this mess,” said her employer, with a large wave toward his littered table. A coaxing attitude was not particularly discernible in Mac's approach. He breezed into the house in a tremendous hurry, sent Emmett scurrying around for his shooting clothes and started to pack his bay AB: cf ‘Everybody going to the lal row,” he informed Bernice. ‘But I be- lieve I'll go down tonight. There’s bound to be a big flight with th > tomor- s norther coming.” She stood in the doorway, watching his preparations. “Want to come along?” he inquired. ‘I haven't been asked.” “Why,” exclaimed Mac, laying down the gun he was inspecting, “it never oc urred to me you would go, honey! You never have before.”’ ‘I know; but Mrs. Spivy and Mrs. Glidden and quite a few others are going and we can have some bridge while you're shooting.”’ ‘Fine! Suppose you and I drive down tonight then. They won’t get there until tomorrow afternoon.” ‘Well,”’ said Bernice, “‘I do believe will. They say it’s lots of fun.”” And sh began eagerly to pack her suitcase. 3ut he was not to get off that easily. ‘Now,’ she announced when everything was ready, ‘I want to know all about : “About what? Gosh, let’s forget all this ‘a ‘I’m not talking about that,”’ she re- turned quickly. ‘“‘ But you’ve been worry- ing about something—something else. I can tell. What is it?” He hesitated a moment and his face grew serious. “‘ Well, for one thing rhe fact is, honey, we're almost broke.” ‘And you never told me! You let me Oh, Mac!” ‘I didn’t want you to worry. And we Shucks, we'll pull out all right!” Bernice looked him in the eye. Then shi took a deep breath and straightened, run- ning her hands down her hips like an ath , : lete getting ready for Continued on Page 165

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Continued from Page 162 qaone it before, ne aid confidently, “and i know you can do it agair More t me out With the strain of misunderstanding re moved, Bernice became her natural self and babbled like a brook all the way down to the lake Gosh, thought Mac, how had she ever managed to keep silent for forty-eight hours? Women were wonderful creature “Well,”” said Mrs. Ed Thomas to her isband a week later at dinner, “I Macs have made it up. They aren't going to get a divorce after all d glanced up from his soup and re plied, “‘Why, I could have told you that three days ago.”’ ‘ Then wl y or earth d dn't you do t? Here I'm al- ways telling you things, and you never te me a thing unless | drag it out of you. But That’s a fine way to do me you wait! The next time I tell you any news Yes, and I know a lot too **Now don't fly off the handle It just lidn’t occur to me I never thought a hing about it, Meb.”’ ‘Where did you hear about them ”* she demanded. ‘I didn’t hear about them “Then how did you know ‘Well, last Fr aay I saw the Maes at lunch together in the Palm Garden at the Planters, and dog-gone if she isn’t just as CTazy about that rascal as she ever was.” **How ao you KNOW sne is?” va > WOK | acste f eve a} rle Well, she took a taste of every single thing Mac ordered “Male conceit is si declared his wife through her teeth, and kid didn’t improve matters by sniggering omplacently The final chapter o tl _ 1OTY esti drama was enacted next day Al Stringer was propping up one of the ma | : entrance to the Southwestern Building wit! his back whilst he recounted to a cou le of his intimates how he had shot &6 the previous day — he had played was just teeing off at the fifth, and they were becoming desperate, wnen Mac hove n sight ‘Wow, there’s ol’ Mac! Hey, there Mac!” rose a glad cry from one of the tims Mac stopped and, when he recognized them, walked straight up to Al ‘Stringer,’’ he said, “if you want n opinion Of you, youre nothing but a ge siping, meddling old saphead ‘No man can talk to me that way,” re torted Stringer, although surprised and a bit tremulous “This one can,”’ cried Mac. “Get ready because I’m going to prove it right now Without further ado, he swung a wild left from the hip and it landed on String er’s eye Al exclaimed *‘Ouch!”’ and bored in with is head down, and the tled and fell to the sidewalk, where they inched hi: otners hair hegged a spe Mike stood hope fully to one side to see vhether they would go at it again now the I heir feet. but } } nt Vere oO the ee ] Ca com ita seemed pertectiy satished witt nis wpe formance, so there was not ng {to M ( to do but his d ‘Move on now, he bellowed *That’l be about all from y more both in, I mor don’t care who y’are. |] THE SATURDAY EVENING POST now He turned st Oowad We “ t re fo A tall bu the ground, or aft Al hurried off or each followed by like a prize fighter was escorted stra on advice of a mar had had unlimited steak for his eye riot when they brot the fact that the unprovoked, some present urged him te ) after Mac again and they cou out to a nice quiet place on the kK lmwoo Road and see it to a finist But A a very firmly; the families were too good friends to have any more trouble betwe them — he had to think of Ma wife —and Since ne had yviven a yoo a ne got, the matter could rest As a fight it was a joke; but before nightfall it was the talk of the town be cause an evening newspaper got hold Of t story and played it all over the front page with pictures of Mac and Al, and an imas ve sketch by the t snow y stringer ir t put sporting ra } , ' bows of ribbon at the knees, and Battling ‘ : Mac stripped to ring togs, wearing corset thes ike armor t I It served as a fine jest for a while, bu tl t ‘ } so curious are group reactions that bot! R Mac and Al ever afterward enjoyed quite ; ; a reputation as fightin’ men and sluggers, Pe i and fellows at the country club would point *1¢ ) them out to visitors as tough egys to take berties With. So perhaps the affair was not i rio } mer M Mm UO ( M a total 10s M 4 working with } customary ene ind cheer s when Joe Sp Vy suddenl —_rTQYQw — ~ ~ _ _— — ed in the doorwa “We ¢ 4 I lired Joe how's the Battling K : | n ,? ; ; : r ‘Come on in, ol’ settl Have a « : , What's the g Ww : * ; Everybody's talking about the s ) t Ww between you and Al Stringer Sa Ma | * vhat do you weigh stripped? We were just talking about that. Tud Morgan wants t | : | maten you up with this bird om Colorado next Monday night at the athlet i ite gr Kared McClos} . How big a purse will t t C 1id Mac. “I believe that g 1 ham, | Joe. I'll take m or His friend chuckl Then he inquired | seriously What did you hit Stringer f | invhow, Mac? Ia ivs thought you t | 4 l vere good friend ; nedt So we were. I used think a lot of A 1‘ N [ But what would you do, Joe, toa : I y nent page aco , : a What faith ASKe Joe _ ‘ He'd have a time doing it | ; ‘Well, suppose a bird tore down the | ( wh h you | i practica Dut uy ou | vhole home ‘ ou might | SAY MICHELIN TIRES ARE BEST

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1 166 | ¥ = ; @. k 1 & > se, & ~ r¢ ‘ our share in the war In the first thing, as to the nature of the Columbia ‘From the record of debates in Congress it contract, the professors say: is clear that these advances were not re- garded by those who voted them as business transactions, but rather as joint contribu- tions to a common cause.” This is to suggest although the

borrowed the money, we did not lend e idea of repayment was dim or not present; the giving and taking of promis- sory notes wn h were to be replaced by the bonds of the foreign governments, the charg-

ng and paying of interest from the begin- ning, the keeping of books—that was all a nd eaSant for which there was omenow e ie yn pbotn sides iv ne ai ) i The Law Speaks for Itself You may find almost anything in the de- bates of Congress. But among those Col umbia professors are teachers of law who certainly know the fundamental rule that when an act of Congress is clear in its lan- guage, then the act itself and not what was said about it must be taken as conclusive t dence of what was intended DY ose t. In this case the law is precise 10t authorize the United States l contributions to a did it * money t said } easury to sell Liberty authorize the to our associ- It author-

at is not what ed the Tr ind invest the pro Bor ds 1 the bonds of for

eeds | rnments engaged in war against elgn gove enemies of the United States, up to $10,- HOO 000 000, provided sucn bonds as were purchased from foreign governments bore the same rate of interest and the same is our Liberty Bonds. the foreign-government respects parallel to terms of maturity ihe idea was that mas sh | ould Liberty t }

ye in sonds, so that as they matured and * re re a 1 ol ¢ n f Lit rtv B ids were paid, equal amounts Oo! Liberty bon should be automatically redeemed; the meantime the ceived from the foreign governments should pay interest on the Liberty and so, too, that in interest re- ae Bonds issued Continued from Page 4 This was all definitely understood at the time. The borrowers particularly under- stood it. There was never any complaint on their part about the terms, never any suggestion that these were other in char- acter than financial operations between governments. The only difficulty was that they were in great haste to have the money. It takes time to engrave and prepare bonds. For that reason the American Treasury ac- cepted, in lieu of bonds, their notes of hand—that is to say, their I O U’s; but in every case such note bore on its face a pre- undertaking to furnish the bond as required by law when the Secretary of the Treasury should ask for it. The Secretary of the Treasury did not ask for the bonds while the war continued; he went on taking the borrowers’ promissory notes, and that is why in the end the Treasury turned up with notes instead of a formal investment of $10,000,000,000 in the bonds of foreign governments such as they would have had either to pay or repudiate. cise A Gift Not Wanted It is important to remember that the borrowers regarded the loans as financial transactions, not as subsidies or joint con- tributions. They were happy to have a place where they could sell an unlimited amount of bonds. On April 11, 1917, the American ambas- sador to France cabled this message to the Secretary of State: “The French Premier eX- pressed to me the hope that no resolution would be introduced or debated in Congress tending to make a gift to France from the United States, however much the sentiment of good will prompting it might be appre- ‘lated by the French people.” personally Loans they were thinking of, and think- ing of them as high financial transactions. Late in 1917 the French Minister of Fi- ‘The adherence of the United States to our cause permitted us to dispense in a very measure with the exportation of gold and securities to which we had been obliged to bringing in the budget, said: nance,

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e us the resulting from the our people, have recourse, gav possibi sparing those reserves patriotic fervor of the almost we were 0 and ti minute traction, enabled us through issuance of treasury bills to sums foreign except a realize one-half of those whic bliged to borrow in countries, Is entire amount, IS repayabie only at tne f lities.”’ onciusion of nost! \ lively French exchange occurred between the ambassador in Washingtor government as to the period of amortiza and his tion, or the spread of years for the ment of the princi abled to s government, saying: nterest will be the The rate of same » United States Government will be able to obtarr This interest, by the terms of the law, shall be paid by all the Allied ountries concerned. As to the term for mentioned supposing this that of fifteen years. Mr McAdoo said he had no objection to that The French Government evidently asked repayment, I to be desirable him to make it twenty-five years, for a few days later the French ambassador cabled again, saying he wished his government would make up its mind and be precise; would do his best to make the period twenty-five years. In reply to this he received a cable saying the French Min ister of Finance insisted that the term of amortization be thirty years. The longer the course. Note that in the settlement now pending with France the period is stretched to sixty-two years Here a curious fragment inserts itself. France was the heaviest borrower at the American Treasury after the Armistice. On March 8, 1919, the Treasury addressed to the Deputy French High Commis at Was! i note indicat nowever, ne easier, of

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nygton ng its surprise February 12,1927 to read that at a meeting of the financial drafting committee appointed by the Coun- cil of Ten at the Peace Conference, repre- sentatives of the French Government had favored the idea of discussing a plan to pool all war debts; and to make itself very clear, the Treasury added that it could not go on making loans to any government “ which is lending its support to any plan which would create uncertainty as to due re- payment.” The Deputy French High Commissioner communicated this information to Paris and was instructed by the French Govern- ment to say to the United States Treasury please not to mind what it read in the papers or anything an excited Frenchman might say in his own parliament. Posi- tively the French Government had never given the slightest support to any such idea. On this the United States Treasury continued to make post-Armistice loans to France; after this the French Government borrowed $690,000,000 more. When we entered the war in April, 1917 Allied finance was about to collapse under the strain of making payments in neutral! countries. The great pound sterling was i: trouble. Like the French, though on a much larger scale, the English had been exporting gold and pawning and selling their foreign investments. The errand of the British Commission that immediately arrived here was not to solicit subsidies or joint contributions; it was to sell British bonds to the Americar Government for dollars. The benefits of being able to do so seemed then miraculous 4 padlock on the Bank of England's gold bin. No more selling and pawning of the British people’s foreign investments. Do! lars for every purpose and without stint, even, as it developed, to reduce the Britis} Government's borrowing from its own Dollars at cost —at what it cost the American Government to raise them. Interest was charged and paid from the beginning. As the interest came due on the foreign governments’ notes in the Treasury safe, it was paid with more dollars rowed from the Treasury till. This was done to | count in punctilious al order. When, after the Armis- tice, the people. bor-

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was closed to them they ceased t; but that is another matter A One-Way Argument ! I nally, garded the loans in a financial light ced from the ol the money they evidence that the borrowers re is to be made of them n ways that use they spent 1

‘ould be justified only on the assumptior that it was theirs to do with freely what they liked because they meant to repay full. They spent it for such purposes, among others, as to pay off old debts, to to finance the pri anotner back, e pur¢ hases of their nat ionals, heavily to a one feed and clothe their civilians to give their , and particu money a fictitious United no one wishes to think they would have spent in such ways money representing a joint, unrepayable contribu- tion to the common cause of war. So much for the nature of the contract as both sides understood it Columbia credits were freely g own buying power at the expense of the ates ( ertainly originally ‘The ven because they were Say the professors to secure for us effective support for our own effort either directly on the field of battle or indirectly by strengthening the na They would have been justified for no other purpose.”’ In an- other paragraph, referring to the fact that half the debt has already they say this “ the debtor nations as not touching the heart of the issue. They hold in mind chiefly those credits which were used to wage war They contend that they should not in fair- that tions associated with us been canceled is, nevertheless, regarded by ness be required to repay advances Continued on Page 169

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Out of Bi SiO? "s fol il frading territory 12-mile area contai? + 1 a el : rn j | we ‘¥ ~ . | ipe € ‘ Oe Poa 61 " i eee BELAONT ot all t c ; ha ot all sate tee ea of all f é ter . fall aut | Carve out — YOUR SHARE ) Of the Doston arKetl -: AR! YOU gy heir } G & in this rict 1) New | P 1) ( g H ) land sales vi \ , : \ fel g I \ S iv al b fi to exa i i Bi H B NI r Su f S p \ H B ’ silts ; The Globe concentrates in this Area | ! dies "TO , \ | ' (; 1) | n 1 iis f first cl I) s 12 (5 \ 1) wealth of 32 y 3 » peo] New Eng H \ {y Ca rat v Su | S alers al viuiray B ¢ parti t troT , , ‘ d the Bostor part t stor My ! } t t Ket 4 ‘e, of — - ' ) fi; 7 9 ae Fi $y A 34). a j >» ee e Doston ope 4 / CThe Globe sells Boston. Audited Net Paid Circulation for Year ending March 31,1926 . . . . Daily 278,988 . Sunday 325.324

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gether, balance cre ‘ ke semen were expended for our benetit as we is settle only the erence me rule their own at a time when money wa yu equit = only contribution So as Allied finance was concerned ] a ~ sc ‘ f ¢ = i. There was never a time when money wa this principle acted to the end. We found it . N OW...COME S re YET LC] W ay our or contribution The the ight is ab acting when we entered the wa Wea ~ 4 . surd and stultifying. In the moment of de cepted it. But it acted for us or n one > d C ’ | claring war we began to mobilize our fight dimensior It obligated us; a samé ( O C 2) — O] NS ng powe lighteen months later we had time we were excluded from its benefits on the Front against Germany more mer We undertook to lend our associates the H than any other nation, excepting or dollars for all the goods and services ne f ( K'rance, and in a few months more we wished to buy in this country, and we did t { hould have had more men in the line tha t; but Great Britain and France refused to Great i France combined. And_ deliver us the goods and services we re all the had been making also these quired in those countries—-except for cas} colossal advances to the Allies. Take it They borrowed dollars to meet their ex tot they were spending the money for our bene penditures here; we bought pounds and fit as well as their own. Concede it free] frances to meet our expenditures there & But were not our expenditures for their Thus it was that when the war was over ben as for our own Why does’ the Allies owed us for « erything they had . ‘ Al this run always one wa Are got in the United States for the common wet urged for time because, first. ou cause. We owed them nothing for what we norma ie Was not on a War Dasis ind had got in their countries for the same com econd because we had to cross the ocear mon caus We owed them nothing be to get to where the war wa ause we had alre ady paid \, However, this would run to t without end. We are st dealing wit A Good Cash Customer The Columbia professors appear te Great Britain owed us for the meat ar 1 S supporting the moralistic view tnat allies grain we had supplhed to feed both her and associates ought not strictly to charge civilians and her soldiers. We did not owe one another tor things contributed to a Great Britain for anything our sailors and common cause. Really, the are not. Uy soidiers had eaten in her countr der the pretense or delusion of supporting t, they are holding the preposterous Fur

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pean view that one country, because It Is road transportation. We did not owe rich, should both give and pay the ew Britain the $90,000,000 she had charged us \ that the United States should give of its r transporting American troops to France C besides for the things it We had eady paid their ps pul! others. Great Britain owed us for cotton, o Nowhere in their paper do they touch the opper, steel and munitions. We owed the disagreeable truth that during the war the Britis Kimpire notl ng tor the woo tir — United States was excluded from the bens te and minerals that we had bouy! fit of commons. What the Allies needed our exertion in the common caus« om the American associate they got We had already paid credit; what we needed from the Allies we Great Britain owed us for all the lars yot tor cast We could not get it in ar she had spent in the United States We other wa owed her nothing for the pounds sterling we lhe goods and services they 1 re had spent in England or anywhere the - (iinet aaa from us, and got on credit, they now pro British Empire pose to treat as things used for our benefit We had bought those pounds for cas 3 we is theirs, in a common cause, and il experts in New eretore not in right leeling repayable "Ss borrowed trom the he goods and services we required fron ipport the interr them from England, from France, from nd sterling at the all parts of the British Empire— they have 6 When we ilready t ngs used for Americar the expenditures benefit only. As they supplied them, they n Great Britair aemanded the is! tnem atthat art NUIN rhe significance of this fact is both moral il price of $4.7¢ We bought ne PHILLIPS and financial. No pulpiteer for debt car $500,000,000 worth at that price in Eng oF MAGN, ellation touches it It is too awkward and alone, and the profit to the Englisl “lg neretore it gets no pu t Let n these transactions was more than $50, yw it througn HO0,00 \ this is mere » sa nat while the British were borrowing dollars The Rule of Commons the American Treasury for their ex penditures in the United States, they re From the beginning of the war Allied lired us not or to buy pounds sterling nance was governed by a definite priz to meet our expenditures in Great Britair n imposed it, and it wa red us to | them at a lo ! Cal pnrase the principle é he Allies should y ) it t was over, France ea tne n its own country the means to finance a) , owed us Tor everything she had got whatever it was needful for the others to n the United States during our association buy there. This meant that when Frances nthe war. Like England, she owed us for bought supplies in Great Britain, the Brit the grain, sugar, meat and tobacco she had sh Government undertook to lend her the mported from the United States both fo pounds to pay with; and that when Great the French army and for resale in Frat t é Britair hbougnt supphes or services wu the people We owed France nothir {o a e France, the French Government under~ what American solders had eaten and A Ungualified Endorsement tor o lend her the francs to pay w and smoked in Fr e 0% ’ ind We had already pa | \ nity vea “PF | \1 One merit of this principle was that France owed us a large u( e ied the wild confusion in exchang transportation. We owed her 1 ng f t that would have resulted from ul hauling our troops to the fror he “oD \ \ yg f nothe money } French ra is M tM buying frances to spend Ir the We had already paid their fare P : French buying pounds to spend in Great We did not owe her the item of $489 . 1 und B ! nd th t was really more ort dues charged against us for the ] ; | Milk of M @ MA C ) tr r ! t if LKINY our tr 0D il 1 Ay?) _ | s It w n effect for the duration of the nto French harbors We had already paid - " 4 wal a ile f ommons, where y each We did ot owe her tor the damage ou cists siatacaan oe ; HILL] PS Milk country was obligated to supply out of its troops had done to French houses and (+ &. Kegistered Trade Ww resources and on ts owr territor\ nce qd trees and vgarder We nad a ‘ ries I / ’ f e h goods and services as its Allies re ead aid these torts and indemnitie t afs |} é of Ma nesia r Lending e another the mone t We 11d t owe ( > U0 100) ] ij nce pay WIth was a way <¢ Keeping count Ir toms duties on the irplus war sul é 1 the end, after the war, they might a mé ng in France at the end of the wa ich THE CHARLES H. PHILLIPS CHEMICAL ( Ni ¥

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We owed her nothing for the paper francs she had printed and delivered to us for the use of our Army in France. We had already paid $1,000,000,000 cash for those paper francs. The French, like the English, made an exchange profit on the money they sold to us. Like the English, they were using borrowed dollars in New York to support the international value of the franc at an artificial price. We paid that artificial price for the francs we needed in France, and the profit to the French—the differ- ence between the true value of the franc and what we paid for it—was a little more than $250,000,000. Does it begin to appear why it was that the United States turned up at last as the universal creditor, owing nobody? Not be- cause we were rich; not because we had bargained shrewdly or treated the war as a financial opportunity, as the Europeans say, but only because we had already paid. For our own exertion in the war we had required from the British Empire goods and services amounting to $2,500,000,000. For these we had paid in cash. Great Britain for her exertions had re- quired of us goods and services to the amount of nearly $3,750,000,000; this she had borrowed, and $500,000,000 more after the Armistice. Our War Department, first and last, had required goods and services in France to the value of $1,750,000,000. For all of this we had paid in cash. France had required of us goods and services to the amount of $2,000,000,000; all this she had borrowed, and $1,000,000,- 000 more after the Armistice. Every day of our participation in the war we were in the position of paying cash to the allies. We were lending them dollars with one hand and paying them dollars with the other. When we needed pounds sterling in England or frances in France it never occurred to them to say, “We will lend them to you against the dollars we are borrowing in Washington.” Instead, they sold them to us for cash. When it ceased, the situation as between the United States on one side and the Allies on the other was this: They had _ bor- rowed from us $9,500,000,000 and we had paid out in their countries $4,250,000,000 total $13,750,000,000. We had theirI O U's for $9,500,000,000 and were out, besides, the $4,250,000,000 we had spent with them 4 = total again, $13,750,000,000. The Origin of the Debts Remember that a very large proportion of this $13,750,000,000 represented things of permanent economic value, not con- sumed in war, such as plant, equipment, stocks, ships and raw materials. Remem- ber also that more than $2,000,000,000 of these loans was made after the Armistice. The measure in which Europe's astonish- ing recovery trom the war is owing to Amer- ican prodigality f calculated statistically. cannot, ol course, be Is it for that rea- son our debtors never mention it at all? The Columbia professors do remark that ‘not all of our loans were used directly for military purposes. Some of them helped to clothe and feed the civilian populations Some provided permanent improvements useful afterthe war. Some of the loans were made after the Armistice.’’ But they add ‘In the debt settlements we have made, in- sufficient account has been taken of those differences. The origin of the various items in the debts was ignored. In justice and in reason, they should have been considered.”’ What they mean to convey here is the European argument that we ought not to charge for goods and services used by the Allies in a war that was our war, too, and that as the debt settlements stand we have done it. Actually, we have not done it. To say, moreover, that the origin of the various items of the debt was ignored is an asper- sion. There is no member of the American Debt Funding Commission who could not February 12, 1927 id from hav ing considered them so lé In a public statement last July the Secretary of the Treasury, as chairman of the Debt Fund- ing Commission, said: ‘‘It must be re- membered that England borrowed a large portion of its debt to us for purely com- mercial as distinguished from war pur- to meet its commercial obligations maturing in America, to furnish India with silver, to buy food to be resold to its civilian population and to maintain exchange.” They speak of reason, the Columbia pro- fessors. It is not necessary really to regard the ways in which the money was spent to draw a line of reason. Suppose we should say to our associates, this: ‘‘ Not to higgle over the nature of our war expenditures, let us apply the liberal rule that all goods and services by whomsoever provided sl all be deemed to have moved one cause for the common benefit, and therefore uncharge one another all recite the figures out of his poses around.” America Paid Cash Would they accept? Why not? goods and services we supplied; They would not Because they owe us for the but for the goods and services they supplied to us they have already been paid in cash. Now if you propose to uncharge all around, under the ideal rule that goods and services devoted to a common cause shall not be paid for, it means that we should have on! to pass a sponge over their debts, whe they would have to refund what we have paid to them; the British Empire more than $2,500,000,000. France at least $1,- 750,000,000. Add to these sums the money they borrowed from the American Treas- ury to pay off debts contracted before we entered the war and the money they bor- rowed after the Armistice, and you have an indisputable aggregate greater than the sum of the debt settlements as they stand Who talks of injustice here talks non- 4 sense, In such light the distinction between uses of money that were commercial and uses that were military loses much of its interest. And yet it is important to see how they did spend the money Great Britain’s total demands upon the American to $7,250,000,000 Treasury for dollars amounted From this great sum there is first to be deducted nearly $2,000,- OU0,000 to represent ases made by Great Britain for he s. These pur- chases were taken off her account and charged directly to the other countries Britain’s own account Out of this she kept $1,000,000 000 for goods and services That leaves G1 standing at s 0 OOO OOO supplie d to Americans in England The balance owing to the American Treasury was $4,250,000,000 How did she spend the money? In her reports to the American Treasury the largest item of expenditure was $2,500, This was bot} for that part of h was for others she was reimbursed 000,000 for grain and meat for herself and for otners; t whi ; Treasury. lt is important to remem ber that the foodstuffs bought in this coun- try with borrowed dollars were resold by the British Government to the people of Kengland, and resold at a profit—all but the portion that went directly to feed the army. Thus dollars borrowed in the United States to buy food were converted at home into government revenue—-war revenue and in exactly the same amount the British Government was able to avoid taxing its people or increasing the internal debt for war purposes. Great Britain’s principal other expend tures, as reported to the American Treas ury, were these: LO% ~ t I I Car 1 2 Wi toritic wi 4 M1 OOM +t ar ¢ HS ALL Item, for silver $261,643,000, represents silver loaned to her out of the vaults of the Continued on Page 173 _——

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Continued from Page 170 services provided for the Amer in Exp American Treasury to support the ir ditionary Forces in France. That left her rency of India owing the Treasury almost exactly $3,000,- A f2 R O LA A S I a R Item, to pay Canada back $325,000,000, 000,000. These figures do not include represents dollars borrowed to pay a British certain large and very elaborate settl grain debt in Canada ments made on the spot in France by our | Item, for maturities $353,000,000, repre- military people and by the United States | sents dollars borrowed to pay off a Wall Liquidating Commission. Those settle- Street war loan contracted before we en- ments involved, among other things, sur- tered the war a private loan under which plus war stocks valued by our experts at British securities were pawned as collateral. $562,000,000; they were turned over to the The American Treasury paid it off and re French for $400,000,000. The difference leased the collateral. represented the $150,000,000 customs Item, for munitions $981,000,000, is self- duties demanded by the Frenc} explained. This figure represents munitions The prince ipal expenditures reported to be 7 99 / for the use of Great Britain only; she the American Treasury by the representa- Hoe Down bought also munitions for her Allies, but tives of the French Government \ were these: = 3 for these expenditures she was reimbursed. es » on , ™ , , , , a al e*] pa : : i init $4925,8935,000 Shuffle. shuffle. thump! Shuffle again and rhat is, she got the money back. For foodstuff Qn) Te CM eens. ae ene — . . Item, for cotton and exchange purchases — For exchange operat $31,787,000 thump again! Ecstatic response of a singit $1,681,000,000, is where the mystery be- For maturitie os0'745,0) | Tace to elemental music. Rhythm 1 beat gins. The British so reported it in one For other supplic 276,572,000 and shuffle of feet! Swinging and swayit I grand sum—no analysis. All the American ‘vances to the Ba 200,000, 00 clapping of hands. Shuffle and jump, shuffl Treasury knows is that this is the money (°°? be peyeme shuffle, shuffle! } used by the British Government’s financial >.) 0” 4) oe - The old plantation “hoe-down”! No neg wa experts to support the international value => ; werk aoe cate Bigeaete: , | of the pound sterling at $4.76%16, where Item, for munitions $925,893,000, in- spiritual here but the jazz music of theit it stood, pegged, through the remainder of cludes engineering, cavalry, clothing and and ag the war. equipment, aviation, Sanitation, artillery, How those old dark es We 1 have What they did was this: Instead of explosives. a Carryola, with its rapid rhythm and s1 | spending their borrowed dollars for cotton Item, for foodstuffs $850,716,000, repre- syncopation! How they would c ed it and other things, they used the dollars in sents grain, meat and suga! sleek attire! the exchange market to buy the pound Fle Convola Mas sterling and then paid for their purchases Our Contribution to the Cause perfection. We « sfulle a ; with pounds, both here and in neutral coun- arson maninhoel lsabvesmnment tea eles tries. One effect of this was to increase by Item, for exchange operations $431,787,- It plays all kinds of records. A I one-eighth the purchasing power of the 000 is the third largest. Those are the dol- without rewinding. Carries 15 w s cas pound sterling all over the world. That was lars that were used in the foreign exchange just as well as larger and more expensive i not the only effect. The French, taking it market to sustain the international! value of And it’s strong, compact, portable. You can t from the British, were doing thesamething thefranc. Like the English, the French ex- anywhere on a smaller scale-—that is, they were using perts, instead of spending the dollars for Comes in distinctive shades of re borrowed dollars in the foreign exchange goods and services in this country, used brown all is Du Pont Fabrik Also | market to buy and uphold French frances. them to buy franc exchange, and then wit! Pont ack, d eT K for | These British and French operations nat- the france exchange they did anything they CARRYOLA COMPANY AMERICA urally put a great strain on the exchange pleased, even to finance the private pur- 648 t ree } value of the dollar. That was not all. The chases of their own nationals N American Government, having been ex- Item, for maturities $289,745,000, repre- cluded from the rule of commons, could not sents dollars used to pay off private war borrow pounds in England and franes in loans contracted in Wall Street before we - Sa asasssnnnneenseninsissensea France to pay for the goods and services entered the war we required in those countries, although at tem, for other supplies $276,572,000, in- the same time it was lending them dollars cludes $108,350,000 spent for public works / } = to pay for the goods and services they re- in France, $12,000,000 spent in aid of ~ O SD as l quired here. French agriculture, $40,000,000 spent or e ~“ convenient ft r sanitary No. The American Government was _ state and private railways in France, and obliged itself to gointotheforeign exchange $7,000,000 for commerce and private in- ) market and buy pounds to spend in FE dustry. , land and francs to spend in France; it was Item, for the Bank of France $200,000,- . “~ obliged also to buy the money of various 000, represents money advanced to improve as = ' ~ neutral countries where it was meeting war the credit of that institution and to buy ®& expenditures for both itself and the Allies foodstuffs in the United States after the The result of all this was that the dollar,the declaration of peace only sound money at that time among Item, shipping $122,359,000, represents the belligerents, went to a discount all over principally ships added to the French mer- the world. This discount was artificial, chant marine roughly in the same proportion as the su- Putting aside munitions, which were, of ave B periority in the value of the pound ster] and the france was artificial; neverthele though embracing machinery of permanent CW ; i Y te Se it was a fact. In the Netherlands, the dol- peace value, then once you begin to discuss | Vo lar was worth only 76 cents; in Denmark, which expenditures did and which did not - 75 cents: in Sweden, 63 cents; in Switzer- contribute to the end in view. you become ‘ 5 ve mgorien tive | { land, 76 cents; in China, 55 cents. interminably involved. Anything tending ; to improve the well-being and morale of feature of tht af PT j] I nd HIN iE ( ‘AP Profit and Loss the people, even relief from the anxiety of . = Ae ; a d | : dy course, directly used to wage war, even | ne Pui 4G j Z debts contracted in Wall Street before we v4 — “ } N } : The loss to the United States from hav ing entered the war or the sight of the franc , fh SNE Pure OF t Hibs food me a Br won to pay for its imports with a dollar that had holding its international value, might be | ee ees te ene purity than mil satiated been artificially depreciated in order that held to have increased the odds for victory. ae , he Cap Of a bottle punct t the pound sterling might stand mightily at In the debt settlement with France, how- J the bottle haly way fork invites contaminat its pegged valuation of $4.76‘15 was, on ver, all doubt is resolved in her favor jentle pressure | Pr ’ statistical evidence, $400,000,000. The here could be no doubt about the post- ave vee SBEES See caut gain to Great Britain from being able to Armistice loans. They were not used to ee - | jelivered, ar buy in all countries with a pound sterling wage war. And, roughly, the settlement Deyore Can, Sarit . supported at the expense of the dollar was now pending represents only the value of tis not less than $350,000,000. These two our post-Armi e loans to e at 5 per items make $750,000,000, our loss and their cent interest he whole debt as to things gain, and it is never mentioned. supplied to her in the United States during ' When these dazzling British financial the war is canceled operations ceased—that is to say, when, The Columbia professors object to the after the war, dollars with which to buy rule that governed the debt settlements pounds sterling were no longer available The rule was that as no country could very the international value of the pound ster- well afford to pay in f each should be ling fell from $4.76 16 to $ treated according to its capacity to pay Now France. The total demands of the That formula, say the professors, has French Government upon the American cruel sound; it seems to imply that the Treasury for dollars amounted to $4,196,- exaction is according to the full capacity to 000,000. Of this sum she kept $1,198,000,- pay, and the injustice of it, the y add, is 000 to represent the value of the goods and ey ident when one compares the various

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Suite 201 81 Reade St New York The Electric Health Blanket Even Hea t Distribution Send Interesting Booklet “For Peimanent rbon Copies-- Nachder’ Carbon Papers A kind for every purpose For general work a use No. 25 For long wear use No. 95 For 20 or more at one typing - use No. 5 ) copies ree: | settlements and notes the wide discrepan- cies in liberality. On a 4.25 per cent basis France is to pay only 50 per cent, Belgium 54 per cent, of the whole debt, interest in- cluded; Great Britain is to pay 82 per cent and Italy pays only 26 per cent.” If there is injustice in the fact that France suffered physically more from the war than Great Britain, and is for that rea- son alone less able to pay, it is the injustice of fate If there is injustice in the fact that Eing- land is a much richer country than Italy, that is ne injustice of God in not having made all people of one capacity alike, with equal measures of coal and iron. The American Debt Funding Commission had nothing to do with it Taking the as they were, should it have asked Italy to pay four-fifths of her whole debt or Great Britain to pay one-quarter of hers? facts e only Not one of the debtors says it cannot pay. They all say it is hard to pay and that the United States is hateful for ex- pecting them to pay Lord Balfour’s Explanation The Columbia professors evidently think England pays too much. They return to that thought in another place, saying: “*We have said nothing of the special reason for moderation in our claims for repayment from Great Britain growing out of the loans she was making to our Continental ciates, also mainly to permit of more vigor- ous prosecution of the war, nor of her declared willingness to forgo repayment from them in exact proportion to the extent that we relax our demand for repayment from herself.”’ This is again the thesis of the celebrated Balfour note. It is the foundation of Great Britain’s propaganda for debt cancellation. In Balfour note, the British Govern- ment, arguing for cancellation all around at the sole expense of the United States, said its liabilities to the American Treasury were incurred for others, not for itself, and this was because the American Government had insisted, in substance if not in form, that although Great Britain’s Allies were spend the money, it was only upon British security that we were prepared to lend When the American ambassador upon the British Government to repudiate this injurious invention, Lord Balfour re- plied, saying what he meant was that if the Americans on entering the war had done as Great Britain asked them to do, and that was to do all the lending, then Great Britain herself would not have had to lend anything more and would not have had to borrow in the United States. Well, this is only to say that if the American Treasury, besides lending the Allies everything they required in the United States, had loaned to Great Britain's Allies the money to buy from Great Britain the goods and services they required of her, then England would have had dollars from them round- about to spend for herself in the United States. If the United States had paid the of the war from time she entered, it would have been much easier for everyone else. British propaganda for debt cancellation has been more effective in this country than any other. It informs and permeates all argument on that side of the question. asso- tne to called Quite so. whole cost insincerity of fact that Great Britain’s attitude he United States is complicated toward psychic sense. It is true that of all the countries to whom during the we loaned money undertakes to make the largest repay- ment—say, 80 per cent. The Columbia professors, not to err on the wrong side, say S82 per cent. Lord Curzon said it was only 74 per cent, and that the amount canceled was $1,250,000,000. But it There can be no doubt as to this. entered the war Great Britain had already at the same time the The it is to be explained by the in a deep war England is also true that the British them- selves came to us proposing this settlement, saying it was what they could afford to pay. When we February 12,1927 ancient it and indus sok d or pawned one-third ol ner vestments In American railway tries Our back what and to save the rest As to pay, may come de r ved from loans enabled her to get had pawned a measure of her ability notice that the the American investments that to her by our loan sne one annuai | were saved ‘ id har « S would pay her account at the American Treasury. That account alls for less than $180,000,000 a year There are other measures. Last year the British Chancellor of the Exchequer said ‘We have still, it is calculated, £3,000, 0O0U,000 sterling of loreign investments, the interest on which is calculated at L220 000,000 a year.” That is more than five times her annual obligation to the American Treasury unde the debt settlement The British Board of Trade Journal official says Great Britain’s income from foreign investments has been as follows: In 1923, £200,000,000; in 1925, £2 owing tothe A £40,000, 000, The Midland Bank, Ltd., of estimates Great Britain's tions of capital a 000,000; In 1925, LSS, for ten months was exported by Great Britain it and ten months while at the same t was paying her instal] » the ican Treasury. Moreover, country, understands tl and has a high stake ir debt principle in intern: When she settled with France it basis of a little 45 per cent of the principal, against our basis of 50 per cent but she demanded payments She charged France compound interest at 5 per cent, whereas we charged simple inter est at 3 to 4.! cent excluded from this settlement all commercial loans, par ticularly her wartime advances to the Bank of France, reserving these to be settled later where: in 1924 50,000,000. The “ Tr ry ! can Lreasulry Is less than £220, 000,000; annual amount mer London, annual exporta In 1924, £134 10,000 in 1926 S follows £97 000,000 This cap ital 1 two years me she ments t \mer- credit e meaning of debts i the rity of the Great Britain, as a inte¢g itional finance Was on a less than larger first 5 per She on a strictly business basis; cluded to the is we advances Bank of Franc war stocks, post-Armistice loans and pre war loans, and then halved the who! Finally, England charged France an annual renewal tax of 10 shillings in each £1000 for the years in which nothing had been paid to her The Cost of New Cruisers to Britain was In settling her relief loans small countries, stricter than we had relief to the countries on the British we $300,000,000 more Various mu If we same Great were about interest settled our loans basis, should have got back Certainly it somehow pertains to measure of capacity that notwithstandi all the burdens she complains of, especially that of her obligation to the American Treasury, Great Britain can still afford cruiser program that has upset the 5-5 ratio of naval strength supposed to have been pledged at the Washington Arms Cor She has thereby renewed a com- which ference. petition in armament may cost Europe more than the settlements. In view of all these supposed either that the than £40,000,000 a Treasury is a heartbreak Great Britain, really misunderstands the of view. Then why bitter. Here before it ends war-debt facts, it cannot be payment of les American ng matter or that nation | herself, creditor’s point year to the as a creditor s0 For she complication is she bitter is the psychic It is not the debt that makes her That is impossible. She has made of tl debt a symbol; and upon that symbol sh« projects all those sentiments with immemorially she arded whose competition seriously thi supremacy of British trade Each nation according to its capac pay-— that was the rule. The richest Continued on Page 178 has reg count!

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST hen the Acadians were banis! rom Nova Scotia by the English in 1755, and marooned along the Atlantic coast, they naturally sought ref uge in the near French province—then Loui They wandered inland through the wildern¢ years of hardship in reaching the lower Miss described by Longfellow in the poem LE an entered the bayou of Plaquemin wh re, In great poet, Near the Father of Waters, they formed a Acadian Coast, and built homes ‘‘of tim! cypress tree’’—the same fine durablk known as LOVISIANA RED CYPRESS “The Wood Eternal” It is not certain whether any of the original shelt the ‘ Cajuns” the name later used, derived from still standing. But many old French colonial ‘The Wood Eternal’ about that time, remair habitable condition today. It is this supreme durability of Heart Grade genuine Loui Red Cypress that makes it so valuable and economical fot ing, porch flooring, door and window frames, steppil a oe s and all woodwork exposed to weat! industrial uses where conditions are c 1 Entirely different from Cypress, but Cypress swamps Louisiana Swamp Tupelo gives excep tionally fine service when u Flooring. It is an exceedingly clear sm takes finishes beautifully. Especial] amel finish. Its toughness and in ideal for Flooring. It is economical. “LOUISIANA RED CYPRESS BUREAU 505 Carondelet St.- —- ~- — New Orleans. La ~ r r | —- —E L ca sn gilts HEL, eee

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OP 4 Ft All day After-Shaving Comfort 5 After-Shaving Comforts 1 Aqua Velva For use after shaving IR lriaL Borre Free Offer—clip and mail coupon! Winter tn We’ end a g t bottle FREI ex oupot 1) le oO \ Ils for soc tt ‘ Hoc in Ca ul postpaid ¢ eipt fy iler is out of It Weather Made by the makers of Williams Shaving Cream THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Even in (Continued from Page 174) to pay the most, the poorest country to pay the least. The Columbia professors say this principle is unjust and inappropriate. We must substitute for it. they say, ‘‘a full and frank recognition of the debt and reparation problems in an international conference.”’ That is precisely the British formula, the great Lloyd George-Balfour plan, to get German reparations out of the United States for the good and peace of the world. Imagine an international conference be- tween the United States on one side and a body of united European debtors on the other, to debate and decide the question: Shall America forgive us our debts? Whether the United States voted yes or no would make not the slightest difference. The conference would decide it for the good of the world, meaning the world of Europe. Then the Allies would cancel out their war loans to one another, forgive Germany that part of the reparations bill they despair to collect, issue German bonds for the remain- der, sell the bonds in America, divide the proceeds and send the Dawes Plan home. Sooner or later, say the Columbia pro- fessors, we shall be compelled to give con- sideration to ‘““‘what equivalent, moral or material, has been rendered for the sums advanced.” That is what Europe says. The war did not cost America enough. No figures, no facts. It did not cost us enough, because we are rich. Americans under the hypnosis of the European view forget that in proportion to our wealth we spent more on the war than all the Allies combined, though it was not our war to begin with. This is a result February 12,1927 obtained by Harvey E. Fisk, thestatistician, who reduces the money units of all Allied war expenditures to their prewar value in order to eliminate the disparities of war- time inflation. Our national wealth was jour-tenths of the aggregate national wealth of all the countries arrayed against Ger- many; our expenditures were one-half the total. If the cost of war were distributed on that basis, we should be entitled to a flat refund of $2,000,000,000. That is to say nothing of the spoils of victory. We did not touch them. What material equivalent was rendered for our loans? We paid the way of our fighting forces in the lands of the Allies; we paid the passage of our troops on British ships; we paid their fares on the railways of France, all in cash. We paid for the privilege of fighting Germany on French soil, not because we preferred that soil; that was where the Germans were. And as to moral equivalents, why always are the moral values confined to the other side? In order that we may be charged for them, for imponderables, as we were charged for everything else? Had our loans to the Allies no moral value? Is it of no moral ac- count that but for our loans and exertions the Allies would now be paying Germany the cost of the war? In morals and in fact, this whole con- troversy is fictitious. Its significance lies entirely outside the debts. If the philoso- phy it represents should prevail it would mean that we had been romantically wrong and England realistically right. It would mean that when you undertake to lend capital in foreign countries, your security lies in the power of your navy, not in the bond of the debtor. THE SATURDAY 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 never authorized. | | (More Than Two Million Six Hundred Thousand Weekly) i j quotations from them for advertising promotions and stock-selling schemes is a EVENING POST Table of Contents February 12, 1927 Cover Design by Elbert McGran Jackson SHORT STORIES PAGE | Charivari— Eleanor Mercein (Mrs. Kelly) ‘ 5 H i] Innocent Bystander— Richard Connell 8 | Getting the Habit— Kennett Harris 10 | Love Will Find a Way— George Pattullo 12 | } The Horse-and-Buggy Hand—Hugh MacNair Kahler 16 |} Behold the Sheik— Frank Condon 18 Helen of the Hundred Waves—The Tale of the Green-Eyed Monsters | Beatrice Grimshaw 22 | ARTICLES The League of Debtors—Garet Garrett 3 Laborers East and West— James Stevens 14 | Why They Leave Their Jobs—Charles J. McGuirk 15 | | A Million Dollar Bookshelf—By Dr. A. S. W. Rosenbach, as Told to 1} Avery Strakosch 20 White Silence— Courtney Ryley Cooper 24 | i} A Chance in the Caleutta—E. C. Bules 29 ] Lincoln's Death—W. J. Ferguson 37 | 1} SERIALS | Some Day (Third part)—Henry C. Rowland 26 || Back of Beyond (Conclusion)—Stewart Edward White 32 |] | MISCELLANY | Editorials 25 | Short Turns and Encores 30 | be sent to replace those undelivered thr address label from a recent copy | A REQUEST FOR CHANGE OF ADDRESS must reach us at least thirty days before the date of issue with which it is to take effect. Duplicate copies cannot With your new address be sure also to send us the old one, inclosing if possible your ough failure to send such advance notice. | | | | | | } i}

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST —_— YOUR PUP CAN BE YOUR FURNACE MAN Heat Your Home with Gas NJOY the carefree heating service which your gas company can provide. With a good automatic gas heating plant in your basement, you can let your pup be furnace man! That’s all the furnace tending you'll need. And the wonderful convenience and comfort of this heat- ing service is well within reach of most families. Gas prices in most communities are very moderate. Many gas companies even grant special low rates for house-heating. Let us tell you of the wonderful heating service which gas can bring to your home. Write for a copy of our new gas house-heating booklet. THE BRYANT HEATER & MFG. COMPANY 17853 St. Clair Avenue CLEVELAND, OHIO {BH & Mfy The Luxury of Gas Heating NCE a drab, grimy spot to be visited only upon ne- cessity, gas heating transforms the basement into a cheerful, livable part of the home —a clean usable workshop, a healthful playroom for the youngsters ora cozy retreat for an evening's reading or “hobby riding.” But the benefits of gas heating are not confined to the base- ment. Throughout the entire house we find the cozy comfort of inviting warmth — tempera- tures automatically maintained within a single degree all winter long—and cleanliness that per meates the gas-heated home from basement to attic. vourPup be your Furnace Man

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