The Saturday Evening Post 1927-02-19: Vol 199 Iss 34

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Published Weekly nevutitun THE SATURDAY Company Cyrus H.K. Curtis, President C.W. Ludir 1, Vice-President and Trea re PSC ns, General Business Manager Walt Df er, 5 tar Ww ‘ sm Boy Adve gp Dire Independence Square,Philedelphie Founded A°’D' 1728 Sy Benj. Franklin London: 6, Henrietta Street Covent Garden, W.¢ Cor ht, 192 The ¢ Publishing ¢ ; the | Pate Office a Fore « ur « Entere as Se i.« “4 Volume 199 Sc. THE copy PHILADELPHIA, PA., FEBRUARY 19, 1927 $2.00 THE Yeas 70 Pes) Tmo Aa Da = neh a V Qremce oudime W>) a L y sf Ff gka#gve®= B Y¥ J A SPHALT pavement was the natural heath of the Cross family Each member of it ad been born upon the island of Manhattan, and none of the three ever had climbed a flight of stairs to the bedroom. Each had been born in an apartment, raised in an apartment and if they ever gave a thought to the matter—proposed to die in an apartment. Their rise in the world could be traced by the mprovement in the quality and size of the apartments they oc- cupied, and their ideal home was an apartment on the Drive overlooking the river Their ambition was to own such a home —to buy a section of one of those cooperative tenant- owned buildings which should have a marble lobby and a uni- formed attendant to open car doors Warren Cross, at the age of tt rty two years, ne Ilda position which gave promise of better things with the Consolidated Lumber Corporation. He was way of being efficient at producing efficiency and he rather delighted in encountering chaos that he might reduce it to order. Redu ing the over- head was a passion with him He was of that slender, trim, meticulously dressed habit which one has come to associate with bank clerks or with the 1% more brokerage houses. His manner successful employes of was attractive and his manners pleasing without being obtru- SIV¢ Of evenings he seemed to churn with nervous energy, so that when they were not en- tertaining friends at bridge, or being entertained, he must go out to the movies or toa theater. He loved also to discover new es to dine—little intimate tuble-d’héte places where the ood Was good and the prices reasonable. The papers and an occasional magazine supplied his reading, and his wsthe le was more than satisfied by the lew symphony concerts and le OF £olian Hall to which his wife cor “Kind of Wet, Hain’t It? Got Any Baggage Checks? Git in and I'll be With You in Ml ste aucted him. His wife, Janet, was five years younger than he, slender and, though not beautiful, the t possessor of what lass. She was a wi esomeé ing woman wi ¢ She gretted that their it bee ge enough t ive childre i she wa ) vet \ very f mynd of her husband, thoug sometimes nclined to he DOFist ner manne toward him. This, however, was probably her way of showing proprietors! She t t ntellic + y rot 1 nolit , rat than y t t y uw le yer inderstood l . cnev i r rY r a } ’ George Horace Lorimer EDITOR

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 19,1927 pression of uneasiness, of perplexity, of perturbation, “A hundred a month!” I ive mind commenced at ey believed it was which it had worn as he came from his office once to play with this addition to their resources. ‘That's ‘ us of ther except by ned the door with his latchkey and closed it after nothing to be glum about.’ not arouse their interest. Not him softly, almost as if he did not wish to be heard enter- ‘*And a house. I understand it’s practically new muagine themselves leading another ing. But he was heard, for Janet called a trifle sharply, Janet’s brows puckered. “A house!” not imagine anybody else doing ‘‘Is that you, Ren?”’ “Yes, and the use of a car.” e innermost fibers of their beings; “Yes,” he said she got up and came to stand by the arm of | enair f irban-—they were New Yorkers She came into the hall to kiss him. ‘“‘Well,”” she said, ‘‘Would you mind starti it the beginr he asked way and the day was Saturday ‘“‘you’re an hour late! Subway break down?”’ ““What house and what car—and what’s the idea? ( t ercoat, walked “IT walked up,” he said ‘““Mr. Dinsmore called me in this morning. He told me t made his progress “Walked up! The idea—and me waiting luncheon.” what I knew already—that the Barchester mill isn’t get H r ting the result t uld He ef aid I seemed to be able to = tighten « t mu r \r I Dinsr then he said the nted me \l to go up tl ( t e! i TY al i tl it f e) ve me i lu t dred more a month, and t ‘ ! Y house to live in and the com- N * ‘ pany car F B **You mean—you don’t mear i ) we'd have to go and live it st t that place?” eing ““Barchester? Yes, we'd have ¢ le ta to live there.” ‘ é Broa “And leave New York?” t. He n d nothing. ‘“‘I won’t | eve I won't! I won’t be B ‘ dragged off to live in some t f hole. . . . You don’t have to | go, do you?” t ng t be } _ don’t have to I've until r i ut Monday to make up my mind e ¢ Y e al “Well, you dont need until f t « é inat Monday,” Janet said with de- t incor cision. “* You tell them they can t ence unt t just keep their old hundred é dollar raise, and we'll stay right ) I o tne where we are.” Warr nortl I was afraid you'd feel that i is an lt ( f way,’ Warren said, “‘but let t ) thin} t over ar ta t ove t But nen the Let’s hear what Sara nas to is re ¢ t Sa You know, Janet, I ) ‘ e! ! sg Want to go away to ew t t tacle ness any more than you do ise ) ‘ n but lt to V ( i it thoug! y y ft | ‘ ‘ a i Perhaps that had t ( t a re f eat 1 { it i ¢ t t it lime lare e cray motor interest in me I'd be t with metropolita ten. Business is pretty arbi ed stockir Mer trary. If it offers you a chance é bye biting and you turn it down, you're t ! Traffic police not likely to be offered ar D men W valkir other. it would jue I old mean look other job ( ear young! eventually, could be en it ! Traf contented to have me stay tles! A where I am forever.” mposite **Maybe even that would be ‘ 1 med better than d . int terrible place i t ! sort of town 1 and where is it? ‘ t “It’sin Vermont. The popu ‘ lation is something like twelve hundred.”” Here Warren put i 1 Ee I ———— Barchester’s best foot forward ‘ it I “Oh, Ren,’ She Said, ‘‘it’s So Darn Still! If Onty a Taxi Horn Would Squawk or an Elevated “The mills are down the river West \ Train Go By! It's —it's Worse Than I Thought’"’ about three miles. Mr. Dir et more says it’sa fine little plac lle paths, its young “1 forgot luncheon,” he said. ‘“‘He would. He doesn’t have to live there. No theaters anied by riding masters That was so unlike him—to forget luncheon or to forget I suppose, and maybe no movie Heavens! And we'd ! New edifices arising anything else—that Janet felt a little twinge of alarm. leave all our friends behind! Ren, what in the world wou I way warning pedestrians of ar ‘*You’re not sick?’’ she asked we do for people to talk to? What kind of people live i: Von vith stereotyped faces leading “No. I just walke those towns? { rmé Still New York “Something,” said ‘I’m af I don't know any more about it than you New York ter, and unmistakable! By this time they were in the living room, and Warren dear. Pretty dreadful, I guess.” e turned to the left and pres dropped into a chair. He dreaded telling his wife; was “And how long would we have to stay—forever?”’ ne ! e modest apartment houses suddenly conscious there was a great deal about her that “Oh, not forever. Mr. Dinsmore said a couple of j He ‘ yut even now he did not he did not know; that he knew but one phase of her and so ist until | can get things straightened out -environment He temporized ‘“*And what about Sarah? I Suppose y 1 and I co

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST . Ww a mig! said Janet, She Wa Been Tos Love Eve downstai It was pretty remote fr still Broadway. On another block or so was Riverside Drive, where reared * SO sirable apartments which they coveted: simple a section of the fourth floor or of ten or, 1n not upon lving a common ownership of slevators : heat ipon that water ng plant and tl iformed attendant at t} €;4 the tramp steamers,

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST STITCH IN TIME urm Clarled February 19,1927 By Richard Wash The President sits tight on that firm bed of facts and law which supports our position in international practice by the facts, by legality and by our traditional policy. He is like the attorney and agent for a client. On a technical basis he has expressed his client’s rights and has done what is necessary to protect them. It would be ridiculous for his clients and principals—the American people—to criticize the Administration un- less the American people are willing to do three things: First, look at the facts. Second, say that we shall abandon our rights in for- eign countries, the protection of our citizens and prop- erty Third, declare that the obligation which the Monroe Doctrine puts upon us to preserve safety for other nationals, because we forbid armed activity by their own nations, shall be thrown overboard, and conse- quently much of our right to assert the Monroe Doc- nda, sentimentality, the petty policies and r boys are at work to say that the American rot care about the yme anti-American plucking « citizen abroad is abandoned by countrymen like an alley we should scrap the Monroe Doctrine and force, on any onto the small republics in this hemispher just do not believe any one interesting question raised It gets away from legal hairsplitting and techr trifling and sordid charges and counter It gets down to the bed rock « of pretense are laid aside and the Amer ’s facing this important What is our po ference, exploitatio! An Inside Job ing inside less powerlt ism, governments bot for, corrupted and ready to ans their master’s whistle owe their existence to subsidy and rection from some At Left—American Marines Near Managua, Nicaragua. Train at Corinto, Nicaragua

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Under the Monroe Doctrine we know advance by American opinion. It what to do with aggressors who come into our hemisphere — to be nfronted with it when it v t te tot with bands playing and flags waving and their own guns _ stitch in time, and only when t it i loaded; but what are we to do about the aggressor who titche onfronted u It ought t e de goes alter the small Central or South American ships of the de n one wa r the tate not with broadsides and boarding crews but with boat crew of marine t would be ‘ money to buy mutinies and with inducements to the dis- as tragic to foresee nothing, to look forw f loyal members of the crew to kill the officers in their beds to rock along with jingoes on one hand and ar } and seize the wheel at the dictation of Mexico or Soviet iwnorant sentimental medd t Russia whatever the outside master mind may be? eesaw on ir Executive and the ite Dr We have come to an era when dominance and control Come now, let us face it. No one want te by open methods are poor politics. It is poor polities be tion by the United States ihe most n } ause it flaunts at once the Monroe Doctrine and slapsthe the end the most moral and fu nt ! face of Uncle Sam with the glove of challenge. The next lealist foreign policy to help when we movement of those who want to establish their foreign and when we can, but mind our owr Isine { iominance over smaller states in our hemisphere will not to be hoped that the League and ey r) be to walk in; it will be to sneak in. It will not be to brea tive endeavor toward a United it 1 : the windows or pick the lock or smash down the door; it ve long and | per, but— mind our ow! 1 will be to work on those who live inside the house. Buy It is to aid the development t butler so that he will steal and wear the master’s prosperity in 1 her ‘ for n i thes, or wheedle the parlor maid to leave the back door between the United States, th ( s of j pen—that will be the new method North,” and every nation th side of Cape H but—mind our own business. It to pray that we The Most Comfortable Foreign Policy shall never be tempted, as undoubtedly some pr selfish interests would tempt us, to be guilty ourselve i MMUHE President may sit secure upon the creation and of playing mischievous or selfis} ternal polit al policing of protective neutral zones in Nicaragua— where—and mind our own busine | which, by the way, were agreed to by the Diaz and the Oh, ye but what are we to d the other fe _revolutionary Sacasa parties. It may be that so far as begins inside work, under-cover work, on the st President Coolidge is concerned he } will choose for the moment to confine aida i his position to international law, and ap : to our traditional policy, from whi } no predecessor Of his has ever openly | dared to swerve. It is pe rfe ctly irm { ground, as we shall see But the American people may as well begin to make up their minds about the larger question. Strip { away the folderol and there it is! What are we to do as a nation when e incursions upon oursmaller neigh- bors no longer take the form of war rom without, but come from some Furopean source or from a so-called , Bolshevik international, from some oose-principled, irresponsible neigh- boring state in the form of propa- ganda, secret conspiracy, plottings, purchase, revolution inspired within from without, and consequent crooked and even violent control by outside forces? That is the ultimate question. It ought to be decided in } At Right—Nicaraguan Troops Usinga | j New Type Machine Gun. Below —The } Fashionable Quarters of Rivas i Tike Oid Stone Church, Granada Vicaragu The Case A rainst Us

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NYOMI LACENTLY William Sigmal in the inadequate s' or trie sma pureau l Is VY ’ ted room, The scar above his right i oe ied i rather than harmed present purpose For William Sigmal 1 practically become one. In other yw 1 He was of Hollywood To was an actor In moving pic- i been so easy for him that he was ed to regard the whole affair with contempt. What timatior S opinion of him- | eve ere Was no reason why ey ‘ o the contr His ‘ tt but he was straight and He 1ea do difficult and uncom- e had an undiscovered amount \\ n mal thought of it as courage—and ) fascinating, he said to te ause there was no one was alone; if anyone had been ‘ t ( to him; or to her § t to support his i! | He had been month and he had a ! ! picture produced ! ( Y ni He was a ‘ ndred dollars a { W ew d do t It w DV u it creel! {ry { \ t Vay lI aes “ ! modest in the face of the ‘ ecial ma His , , ‘ slitie , Gilded Dreams and a Comical Setf:Infatuation. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 4l SCHOOL FOR AICTING Comical. The Airs of Importance. Joseph Hlergesheimer STRATED BY G a right to regard himself as more unusual, more speci: than the rest. At one time the world hadn't realized this, but it had found out. The world at last had recognized him and, in consequence, given him a very flattering attention. The truth was that the world had shown itself to be afraid of him. There it had been right, for the whole truth was that he was dangerous. People did well to be careful of his feelings and let him have what he wanted and deserved It was a good thing that Martin James, the director of Tropical Hearts, had instantly—in all the confused crowd- ing of the casting department of the Zenith Company seen his peculiar fitness for that production. It was fortu- nate for James that he had had him sent in on his set for a short interview between shots. The cameraman who made the subsequent test had been lucky, because if Mar- tin James, or any other director, or the cameraman, had annoyed him rretted it. William Sigmal—-he might easily have re- n They would have been sorry,” he said aloud, studying mself in the mirror. As he spoke it seemed to him that his face changed —his eyes opened more widely in a set stare; his mouth tight- ened as though it had been pulled out at the ends; the scar sut there o need for him to get excited, everything was turning out on his forehead turned from white to red. was as well as possible; and he relaxed. He even left the mirror for a cigarette, a chair. The room, in spite of its smali- ness, was almost completely bare; Sigmal had added noth- ng but the contents of two hand bags; and he decided to leave that afternoon. He'd go to the Hollywood Hotel for i week around for something still better. or so and look N T REY February 19,1927 ; ¥ i How They Loved Themselves { An Be without committing himself to apartment in the general direction of verly Hills. He'd have to get one, though, a long lease, since it was probable that within would be building near King Vidor and Gilbert the Lost in such pleasant eventualities, he scarcely heard the i he fully { realized its purpose. ‘Come in,” he called indifferently NARD a year he up in the mountains a house looking do Fairbanks. knock that fell on his door; it was repeated before A man short and fat, with a short crisp mustache, a crisp ‘You’re William Sigmal, of course,’ he bearing, entered. proceeded, with an extended hand. “‘I’d have known you from the stills at the Zenith office. When I saw them I told Martin James he’d been fortunate. I said, ‘ Martin, you've made a find. I know ’em all and this man is a discovery !’”’ William Sigmal nodded. “‘ My name is Lettew,” the other went on. ‘‘There are no pictures of me around the studios, but they all know me. If you are successful you are bound to know me,”’ he added “T haven't any Scotch Sigmal offered him a cigarette yet,”’ he admitted “That will all come,”’ Lettew replied cheerfully. ‘‘This is a land of magic, for some of us, Sigmal. You, for exam ple. It’s all just ready to fall into your hand. Even I'm doing pretty well. A sight better than ever I did in San Francisco.”’ William Sigmal stirred restlessly. ‘‘ What do you want?’ he asked in an unnecessarily sharp tone. Lettew glanced at him appraisingly. ‘About a hundr dollars,”’ he finally said. Sigmal started abruptly to his feet. he demanded. ‘‘ What the hell Lettew. waved a calming hand. mitted. ‘‘I began at the wrong end “What the hell ; { ““My fault,” he ad } You can't be blamed | for not knowing it yet. I'm the managing editor of The Sun Arc.”” He stopped as though that fact alone explained

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST a : : all that must follow. William Sigmal, ing. He stared darkly, intently, at Lettew ‘Now that back I’ve met in months. You're you are an interesting figure in motion pictures,’ Lettew 1 don't know can’t be guessed et that } went on easily, ‘“‘you are naturally interesting to us—t n you were sitting and fee Zz The Sun Arc. We want you with us. The hundred I mer actors in Hollywood. If Douglas | ioned was part of that I'll add thistoo: That a hundred mind as one to be bumped, | et is very moderate. In a way, you are just beginning, and off my charge, good as it wa D t we want to be reasonable. We want to see you built uy along with the hundred. Tt tag We're going to help build you up.” breaking int It It's « t “I don’t understand you,” William Sigma! said harshly William Sigmal ited t ““You must be in our paper, ’Lettew explained, with an The Sun Arc and a sewer. “I t obvious effort at patience. ‘“‘It will cost you a hundred asserted Anger rose in hin he t dollars. For that we'll give you a swell notice to the trade expand the veins in his neck Lettew w with a two-column cut. I should have said two hundred ciently careful. He didn’t realize the and fifty, but I didn’t. I won't. I tand back of myself ng int and The Sun Ar You can write your own opera Say Go easy on that Lettew ad ed r Ar { r what you like. We believe in you.” like your insinuation about li The Sun A A visible relaxation took place in William Sigmal. He mate enterprisé It tells the truth about t ! ‘ leaned back, smoking easily. “‘The Sun Arc,” he began n r Ar A ‘ reflectively. ‘‘ Yes, I've seen it. A dirty little blackmailing ar pu Iv } sheet. And now you want a hundred out of me. I give you green and tart ( a hundred and you lay off me. That’s it, ain’t it? Well, here’s my answer: You can stick your paper up the sewer gn : V He rose. ‘‘I don’t need you, see? I’m not just any sucker m here. There's 1 ‘ trying to get in. I’min. Understand that. I’mthere. I tween you and the door I can se¢ know it and you know it. Goscare women and hams, but Lettew didn’t immediately ris There is less betweer don’t try to get me I'm nota ham. There’smorethan you and calamity he replied Dam: paint to me, and youremember it. I'lldropsomethingelse worst I ever looked over He stopped idis to you, too— be a little careful about printing lies I won't William Sigmal more carefully You don't say no more but that Let it be enough, see And I’m chance, come from San Francisco yourself, d ] 0 ! vi glad you're here I wouldn't have missed seeing you for asked. Sigmal rephed shortly that he did not Because twice a hundred. It’s done us both good, me and you you're a little familiar to me Just a shade pretty we I { You know how I stand and where you come ir I'llsay it covered that town for ten years. I saw nearly all of then \ again—don’t make a mistake.’ The ones with scars you could see and those wit that ‘ were hidden And it’s in my mind I've seer ; rs before As William Sigmal’s excitement sharpened, Lettew grew 1 didn’t notice it at first, not until it turned re visibly calmer, more comfort ire ‘Say,”’ he put William Sigmal?”’ he grew reflective But f irs ep A . t ¥ E in, when, at last, he had an opportunity, “‘ collect yourself that would mean nothing. You might have a new mor er ttle retle ‘ You’re using up all your ability. I'm not adirector. And in every towr Sigmal means nothing but— but Ww J et me tell you this—you say you're not a ham, when the about Gimsal? That’s it! Howard Gimsa That , Continued ea Page 14 William Siemal Stopped, Leaning Against a Set, Critically Watching the Pr« ess fi the Act nw H h

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February 19,1927 Lille ARTISTIC TOUCH A t Ww { mie I ‘ ‘ pu ise ll Been The Eyes of the Other Seemed to Burn Through Him as He Struggied in That Creaking Chair. So Sa hight t I t t cit im ance tance ind W hie e Wa to t CK Vindow do\ e embDar;rassing tne util I window, ne art and vertu it that was tell a fake ; who kne row lay ugh nis s on his what with DY a w him But inside pants snoes, reed he misphere Where ‘ your snappy clothe Willie’ slightly. A mist came be fore his eyes, but what wa A minute later they were sitting lace to lace SS a small marble table in a Joint su as Willie had never seen belore not a blind tiger nor yetasaloon Said W ile, i toward ‘what's the idea? A job? What kind of ajob?”’ Mr. Ginsberg looked at Say, ing carelully him fixedly. Little lines ap- peared at the corners of Mr. Ginsberg’s bulbous eyes, and his lips drew close Los her. ‘“* A second-story job,” he y answered, and drummed

with his fingers on the mar- le table. the the guy asserted The calmness, that made Willie he was, sudder ly

itself, though the surprise ; head to ster,”’ he “don't I know cops well enough not to fall for that?” cried Mr. Gins- “Who's ? | my badge two year: ol the thing set swimming. “‘M Said in real pain, “Cops Ses berg. about talking cops turned in

ag I'm apersonal investigator now Willie's eyes glistened with something like relief, and his uneven teeth glis tened in a frank and gen- erous smile ‘Honest,”” he said, “‘] always knew you was a crook But how could Mr. G berg understand gener ' I was wl

Willie was, always poli shed It Had All and polite. ‘‘Don’t ge Easy That it Robbed Willie of Any Fecling of Triumph; Instead, it Made Him Feel Cheap and Queer sore,” he ple 1 ‘ re

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wed mister, sometimes I wisht they c« pers now.”” He bared his again. “Naturally, being a was nearly solid gold, and theres only a crown now eft on the back mo ometimes seems as if | ant get on the inside o anything here, now honest I don’t seem to grab onto hing, if you get me “Doyounow?” inquired Mr. Ginsberg. The wrin- les about ni eyes grew deeper. He looked out the ay to athousand dollars agrand, my boy,agrand? Willie sat pe rfec tly st \ i I I t nct and I » training told him there w Zz Natu y large- ness ol thesum Was Clumsy, but he could not be sure. ‘What would I ‘B iddy,’’ said Mr. Gins- berg, ‘Il’ ve always admired you that’s Straignt. when I said that. Now it tnoug! | didn't You're the niltiest inside man on now your Work ) without bon r ma- hine gur and not ieave ny litter for the servant t ean up in the morning 1 isand dollars for alf night’s work, and ey enses paid Ye a Wi ‘ Ml Grit erg ed ! weight ir s ill Ihe fact I want it at tand I don’t mean ar ng rooked but the tis ’masort of —Idon’t I W WI AL y 1a ‘ ‘ t but a companion to ar ad yent { omica ntit mea companion t in old rt But he g pirited and ha t ! t iman he can depend 07 Yeh? said Willie I'm paid Lo ie sigh ed His voice was I wish the boys could see aime teet! , ul isand ¢ i! 1 gus And w Mr. G You gu Mr. Ginsberg Pushed But Willie Onty Laughe d a Something Mr Towa Ginsber d Him u& THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Something ia He Sas You / ad Need u vw it

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and Birds Have Been Gathered Very Recently ron en Tre Wu ease Sick Ducks in a Fe math THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 19, Water Pen at Kla- The Closed Eyes Show That These esh Fails Depressed Heads Oregon Sick Ducks Which Have Several Days. Been 1927 Confined Note the Alert Attitude of These Birds, Well on the Way to Recovery, as Compared With Those Recently Captured y | I the bird pursuit of these wonderfu game bird it fe i Stat S migratory also to a great multitude who do not hunt f n I the species but who love the habitants of the wild t r n a region far distant places for themselves and for the joy and r n The resting animation they give to the otherwise lifele nd feeding and breeding grounds of appearance of many parts of Nature's do ered tr ire beir instantly en main. i r is he ever changes As a result of its studies, the Biological Nat I ncreasing occupa Survey in 1919 first directed public atten suntry endangers the future of tion to the alarming decrease of water areas ible ( ls, especially te the homes of our wild fowl, through the he attractive group that =F a steady progress of drainage, which in the i ‘ | ean commonl; A Matlard Paralyzed by Alkaline Poisoning at Bear River Marshes, Utah. aggregate is on a gigantic scal The de , This Bird Was Treated With Fresh Water and it Recovered struction in this manner of rest _ feedir ng period of yea a marked de and breeding places for wild fowl throug! he number me of the wild >) 9 out the United States was already suflicier 1 other migratory birds convinced Low JE/D YVR ID W, NIELSON to cause alarm for the future of these birds that yr al and inter Once attention was drawn to the menace ild these species be per- CHIEF UNITED STATES BIOLOGICAL SURVEY the situation was soon appreciated, and As a consequence, a treaty was growing demand has since developed for the ed between the United States and Great Britain These researches of the Biological Survey have been conservation and maintenance of water areas, not only to é August 16, 1916, for the protection of such vitally necessary as a basis for the maintenance of such aid materially in keeping up our stock of migratory wild at different periods of the year pass back and forth | species as our migratory game birds. These birds are beset fowl and other marsh-frequenting birds but also to pro e United State 1 Canada. The treaty gives not only by the increasing army of hunters, who now take vide a supply of fishes and the fur-bearing animals that live yur splendid heritage of wild fowl, out in excess of 5,000,000 hunting licenses annually in the — in such places, and to form places of public recreation and 1 geese and swans, and many other marsh frequenting birds, but also to a large propor the smaller birds that are such familiar and attrac ir garde and forests. For the men e | 30 treaty Congress, in 418, passed an act known as the Migratory-Bird \ ind assigned to the Biological Survey of the n \ ire the interesting but exceedingly in ; g it ler to have the necessary information on which f ‘ gulation inder the Federal law ime and insectivorous and rds mentioned in the treaty, the Bic a continuing series logical of field ilions bearing on - num- e dist i migration and other hab- et I I Work Nas been ae more t es, Canada and Mex \ ( mes of most of our t! year Lie within their Phe n en followed, however, by ward to t r nestir . \ ( e and southward to the es nern ( ) ! d ) IQ) , ed by the o n t 1 een sup- ( among tsmen and isand of individuals and rrom tnese arious sources continent have been United States, but by the dangers of changing physical conditions brought about through the increasing occupa- tion and use of their former homes by man, as shown by the A Duck Affected by Alkaline Poisoning at Bear River Marshes. The Legs are Paralyzed and the Wings Nearly So, and the Final Coma is Approaching extent of drainage of many marsh and water areas. Fortu- birds, probably not more than a fifth of the for hunting migratory wild fow] The maintenance of an adequate breeding stock of mi- birds to populate our remaining water and le a surplus each year to supply the demands for provide is of deep interest not only to a vast nately for the licenses issued are areas, hunting, number of people who love to go afield in the exh legitimate llarating . enjoyment wherever located The most imminent of all dangers now confrontin migratory wild fowl has developed in the states west Mississippi Valley. In this mainly arid region the has disappeared from numberless lakes, ponds covering thousands of square miles, through drainage diversion of water from streams for irrigation and a evaporation, amounting to several feet a year in some a! g our combined with a period of scanty rainfall extending ove more than ten years. Lakes That Have Vanished HESE ponds and marshes to such | vanished water areas vary from Lake, ern California and Oregon years this lake, fifteer tent, its greatest depth about twenty-five feet. In Ox 1926, its basin was a bed of Goose Until withir Dy torty mues about alKallne with the in the San more than passing winds into st ! Joaquin Valley of Central California, on 250 square miles of ideal wild-fow! marshe south, Buena Vista Lake, cnaracter, In Eastern Ore gon also has gone dry a large number of lakes are have disappeared covered an area of about 600 square miles, \ bed is now dry and occupied by ranches. A little far during the past few years. Mal lying across the border between Nort i few n ¢ wit! tober ng uf} Lake e nad s. It somewhat smalier Dut of sim Lake, a large Federal bird refuge in this st “ate , long famou for the superb bird life breeding in it, has gradually d creased, until in October, 1926, it had only about one-tent the water area existing the previous year and was 0 on twenty-fifth its original size. With another dry year it m disappear completely. There is reason to believe that with the returt ral years many basins now dry may fill again. A remarkal ws.

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— } is was in the discov- - Lake marked wagon road cross [ It is lake AS ¢ ndication of th ery, when Goose went dry, of an old well east to west clay, which held these ans until they were filled wit! mater! Local dition and old records tell that this lake bed was dry and wagon trains of } LilKe eekers and other emigrants here from 1849 to 1803 ibsequent abundant rains must have d the basin and maintained the e recent dry pe riod, whict has revealed what might be ca n road about se expected to restore the for tions completel for th S cing increasingly occupied and Many permanent changes Nave taken and are taking place, affecting ; nl its surlace waters The general decrease in water areas n the Far neentration of wild At the on of alkaline West has forced a gr thos time, through e\ fowl in emainif same contents in concentrat areas has rendered the water poisonous to the birds drink ing it This, possibly aided by some yet undiscovered disease resulting from overcrowding, has brought on an wild ducks but to appalling mortality, not only among : r extent among geese. In addition, it has caused a leath rate among all the species of dpiper, snipe 1 other waders, and herons, gulls, blackbirds, and prac that This so-called duck disease occurs In varying intensity during the summer or frequent marshes fall months every year, causing heavy losses each season and every few years becoming especially virulent and producing on in the bird life The Mortality From Duck Sickness A ery Bear River Marshes in Utah, covering a total area { more than 150 square miles, with the not-distant marshes of the Jordan and Weber rivers rm a cente where these losses are greatest. Ever since 1902 reports have [ese been current of birds dying in this area during the summer. The losses from 1910 | 912 were so extensive as to excite ous comme among sportsmen. So bad were the conditions in 1912 that 30 000 dead birds were picked up in clear ng the Weber River flats, and more than 44,000 were gathered and buried n the Bear River Marshes. The next ir again more than 46,000 ducks were and it s number represented less than 20 per cent of those the area. About July 1, 1914, birds began to die along the Weber River, and on Au- rust twenty-first it was estimated that gatnered and was est mated that t dead in ern California and Oregon, Became Dry Last Year to 1853 the Lake Was Dry and Gold Seekers and Other Emigrants Drox Ain Old Wagon Road Was Revealed When Goose Lake between & nd ( lu de Channel Within a distar tw mile In July of that year Dr. Alexander We B wical Survey and now assistant se sonian Institution, was sent to investi mortality His observations and stud during 1915 and 1916, and as esult he the cause of the deaths of the birds in t was pronounced to be due to the po tain soluble alkaline salts in the wate with chlorides of caiclum and magnesiu duck sickness in healt rds The general symptoms of the duc} Sive paralysis ol the wing egs and ne tating membrane ol gradual devel followed by deatt Gathering Sick Ducks on Tule Lake Marshes, in A Group of Deputy Game Wardens Gathering Jlbove Northern California Sick | -_ — % oe “ Boats Loe and Helpless on the lefir ‘ r “em I Db ( rY Ducks Border Between Printed Records State That From 1&49 e Across THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Northeast on It The Office of Good snore d . the ¥ * Samaritan nued on Page Conti

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Cut t 1] r ul i il i \ " I 1 le I i iG “ Out Au That Said, THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Chaucer Stuff?" He Asked. “Has Been Dead a Long Time’ Phillips had written, “is not dead.’ ed a skeptical, sleek eyebrow ad on down the page of her chief’ irging the reader, in the name of ind Table, to buy a dishwashing he wordy prelim iry ta about ght vould have to come out, of “ had to blow off a rtain e got his engine going. But once re time when ire eT ed ( ( ire wn trequent | p er gotint He wa 1 ‘ e could laugh appre ¢ te a good story himself mer t seems there was a lew all } humor came in set pieces 1 off at the proper time and place Claire's, unexpected rockets opportunely by a vagrant ir devastatingly to Mr. Phillips, Dp ) that there might be lea of King Arthur's coming home knew. It made fora enthusiasm of an intensity fairly P} lllips, at his best, ment for coffins so glamorous, so at a man would feel the most pay his wife would be to buy layton Phillips was That was re. however. ¢ was young, ol course. | reckoning of years age twenty-five But Claire fooled for an instant ps might have his own n the city, and his own home n the suburbs, but he was stilla 4 1 woman we them was all to Claire’s ad- thing t er credit, she knew. I ilways a little older for her ( re had had advantages an expensive prep scnoo ‘“*Chaucer,’' She By Fannie Kilbourne FELUVU SE TRATED BY Ez. F. learning to write Christmas-card jingles, at a dollar a jingle, to pay for her clothes. Phillips had gone on to college, where he had made a good club, edited the college daily, played the leading réle in the senior play. He had made the right kind of friends and proved himself so genial a companion that, following commencement, one of them had taken him on a trip to the Orient just for the pleasure of his company. Upon his return, two others, who had gone into busi- ness with their fathers, had been in- strumental in turning enough of their advertising his way so that the Miller Advertising Agency felt it had done a wise thing in hiring him. Claire had been barely able to man- age a couple of years in a Middle Western state university, where she had made friends enough, but none, economically speaking, of the right kind. Then, her father being a not too successful newspaper man, the cost of living going up and two little sisters growing. up, she had left the university and her father had got her a job as assistant editor on his paper. For two years she had sat at a telephone for nine hours a day for twelve dollars a week, learning the most ingratiating ways of saying: “Oh, yes, Mrs. Norris, how nice of you to call us up! And what will Miss Apple-green taffeta and a silver-cloth cape How awfully attractive that Black little society And what decorations are you using? Betty wear’ lined with apple green? sounds! And Miss Ruth? How enchanting!” tulle witl gold roses”? She learned how to get into the paper the photographs of women who did not particularly wish them there and to keep out those of women who particularly did wish them Even in the mixed a club-woman-page note in among Society in Our Suburbs there rush she never Saturday So nice an admixture of efficiency and tact did she achieve during those two years that when she was ready to leave, the paper offered her two dollars a week more to stay on This was not, however, even a momentary temptation Claire had just finished a nine-months’ evening course in advertising, and was ready to move on. A year, next, ina Cleveland agency, where they kept her making investig: tions and writing booklets. Then a year and a half in a larger agency in Detroit, where she had a chance to doa little of everything, talking one day to the scientific men in a new tooth-paste company ‘But what is a plaque on teeth? What does it mean? Isn't there some word for it that The next day to a paint manufacturer ready to put out a new lacquer: ‘ Will it really dry in an hour’? Hard? So that you could sit on a chair an hour after it’s painted? spending a penny saying that it will, if it won’t, you know And now, six'months later, in the big Miller Agency in New York, assistant to Mr. Clayton Phillips. Step by step she had climbed to her position. Mr Phillips had flown to his. No wonder Claire knew more about anybody could understand?”’ There’s no use steps than he did—not only the steps already taken but also the steps on beyond, above. It is quite likely, for instance, that Mr. Phillips did not realize even that his own position was the obvious next step for Claire He came in while Claire was going over the dishwasher copy It was nearly eleven, but he had been up till 3:50 the night he lore, entertaining two clients [rom WARD Making Contacts is One of the Most Painless of Business Activities Piaying Golf on Sunny Afternoons — With the Right Men, of Course February 19,1927 RY IS NOT DEF the Middle West at a night club. He was a bit dark under the eyes, but exultant “They're ours for life,” he told Claire enthusi- astically. ‘You never saw two men have such a good time. I’m glad I picked The Palms; they'd never seen anything like it before. I’m awfully glad | decided to take Mrs. Phillips. Both of them liked to dance, and my wife certainly can dance. It was a very successful party.”’ ““T don’t suppose,”’ chance to ask them about that new glaze for paper plates “Oh, naturally not,” said Phillips. ‘You can’t mix up the business and the social, you know Claire suggested, ‘“‘you had an) He grinned Phillips had a most engaging grin-——‘‘The only time the Miller Agency got in on last night’s party was when I paid the bill.” He flipped hastily through his morning mail. strolled over to Claire’s desk, inspected casually the dish- washer copy. ‘What do you think of that idea I scribblec off yesterday?” he asked. “TI thought the last part was splendid,”’ ant. She paused a moment. Then he said his assist- “Good enough,” she added, to stand alone.” Mr. Phillips looked at the first three-quarters of his ad vertisement and then down at Miss Deming, with the look of a young mother seeing her curly-headed darling for the first time in the hands of a barber “Cut out all that Chaucer stuff?"’ he asked Miss Deming was ruthless. *‘‘Chaucer,”’ she said, “‘has been dead a long time.’” She looked down the page. ‘It strikes me,”’ she said, ‘‘that you'd get the real kick to start right off with that ‘Keep her the gay, carefree sweetheart you married.’ Only I think I'd leave out the ‘gay.’ It reads a little snappier without it.’’ Phillips looked pained. “In fact’’—Claire narrowed her eyes consideringly —“in fact, I believe I'd cut out the ‘carefree’ too. It makes your sentence too long.” Mr. Phillips’ look of pain deepened into one of ot It was as though the barber were suggesting that, as long as the curis were being cut, it might be just as well to cut off the head. too; the child being a little too tall Claire stuck to her point, however ‘Keep her the sweetheart you married.’ That’s shorter and mot able, and it’s really got your whole idea in it htened ‘Keep the “Keep the girl you into a household drudge.’”’ ‘or wouldn't Claire’s eyes bri married’ be even better yet? Don’t turn her Phillips considered this suggestion with reluctant ap proval ‘That's not bad,”’ he admitted. ‘‘ We could use that one line above the picture.”” He picked up the picture of the dishwashing machine. ‘“‘ Very nice drawing, that,’’ he ob served appro ngly ** Makes the machine It Means SO ee rr eh

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ee THE SATURDAY EVENING ip all the room in my little kitcher t does make the machine look prett ible P ! admitted. ‘* Might be a good idea t ill up the artist and ee what he car ffer or that point le Wa if yesterday alter? Or ist alter 4 eit, Claire said, “‘and we talked it over. It’s all a matte! foreshortening, of course. Having the woman in back the machine like that is what makes it so big. He's going to try it over, putting the woman in front of the machine at’s a good idea,”’ said Phillips > 3 id I was thinking about it at home last night,’ said Claire. “‘L don’t believe we ought to use this approach x to the man who would pay for the machine instead — { the woman who would use it—except for a couple of months just before the holidays. After all it would be only as a present that the average man would be the first of the two to consider a dishwasher seriously ‘That’s right,” Phillips agreed. ‘‘ We'll use this layout November and December.’ And later he called up young Wing, who was, so to speal the son of the Wing Electrical Home Equipment Company He was also its vice president and advertising manager, and i classmate and fraternity brother of Mr. Phillips Hello, there, you old son of a peach basket,”’ Phillips greeted him jovially. ‘‘ How about lunch with me today \ little pause “All the better,’’ Phillips answered en thusiastically. “All to the good. Bring him along tox I'd like to meet him. Say the Manchester Club at 1:15? “Oh, by the way, we won’t want to bore Mr h shop talk at lunch. I’m getting your layout ly shaped up, I think. I’ve got a good line, if I lo say it myself. ‘Keep the girl you married. Don’t turn her into a household drudge.’”’ A brief pause. “* Why, no I*!] tell you; I felt that that cut made the machine look too arge. So I’ve been in touch with the artist. I’m having m try it over, putting the woman in the front of the pic- ture its all a matter of foreshortening, of course, and it truck me we'd get better results this way \ longer pause. Oh, positively. I've been thinking about this a lot, igh, Tom t strikes me we oughtn’t to use this except betore the holidays. That’sthe handising probiems ! he would eat lunche logical processes as a healt

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THE CAURIDS, Ile AUN YW

SATURDAY EVENING POST By SAM HELLMAN ILLUSTRATED RAEBURN BY

February 19,1927 VAN BUREN

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‘First of All, Let Me Cail Your Attention to the Fact That This is a New Deck That You Yourself Put Into the Game a Minute Ago” \ a — _ a [LEAG!I n the ) j when that worries him, the coincidence being that the features of Right now say l | ‘ ect the guy that gave Slick-Digit Hennessey the gat are so plastering. Giving u} is for 7% ( " t 3, Big Joe much like Bennington’s you just couldn't tell ‘em apart ‘No,” replies Benningtor | M isu entul Certainly no central-office camera could—or would the two in a financial venture underst it of Sixth It’s an hour before I’m able to find a sawbones that’s not ‘] understand,” I comes ba that I it Ch ! i toop-shouldered from carrying around a sense of duty twenty-four hours for the effects of n ‘ Sunta Eventually I digs one up out of a hop joint “Never was clearer-headed in 1 ‘ ‘ How'd it happen?’ he inquires, after ewing the ‘Do you know,” | 1 re ! were I eve etim last night W me Velve ‘He was hanging a picture of his Uncle Enoch in the ‘Sure,”” | int ‘Big Joe mig! himse ei i-st parlor,’ | explains, “‘when he trips over a cake of ice and — on the sixth floor and im tha 4 ills under a coal wagon.”’ vat of Murray atti i ni fu us } loo bad,”’ sympathizes the doc. ‘* Was the Persian rug I’ve always w ed ntinues Be icture Pe I have the bathroom damaged much by the fire? lreamy and W u few mont} ( Le ‘ lo the | it ibs me Deal yourself out!” | snaps ‘This situation calls for my art ble f f istration bandages, not badinage. What’s the verdict? You didn’t have to dive out of vindow ‘Three months,”’ he answers, ** with maybe a couple of get time to yoursell You could have wa t ¢ pping lin igainst a weeks off for good behavior. It'll be a year, though, before police station and drawn yourself a nice long fu “ more use t m in a manicure he can skin up another drain pipe the compliments of the house < ‘What do you take us for?” | yelp ‘A couple of Velvet reaches under his pillow and | \l " | Ving to f him up porch climbers?’ as big as a bolster. He strips a few frog t t Velvet I And he ‘Broken legs at midnight in this precinct,”” comes back and passes ’em ove i been gripping his fi the pulse fancier, ‘“‘are practically unknown among the ‘l want you to do some shoppir m } t ‘ I would have better sort of choir singers.”’ **Here,”’ he adds, handing me a slip ape the st ‘inst two pat hands.”’ After fixing up Velvet in a modish wrap of concrete you're to get eet,”’ I remar gauze, the doc gives him a shot out of his private syringe I glances at the memo. There’s listed 1 | t "alses it f the and off goes the patient ina cloud of sleep dust. Where- and brushes, several kinds of inks and pe I | tt e ear upon I ducks to my own flop, and I don’t have to take a passes and a hundred decks of cards Wi! ( sheep census to doze off, either. It had been a large night to do?” I asks. *‘ Make four-leaf clove t the el 1 before even in a large life. and paint arrows through the hearts en post-morteming The next day when I drops into Bennington’s room I trade?” i set of cracked finds him half sitting up, with cards spread out over his ‘Be sure,” says Velvet, ‘‘that the f “ rds anda _ lap. He’s spry and cheerful, considering the same —not the same r--the sam y ! we with a “What you doing?” I asks “Still working on that ‘Jumping Judas!”’ I exclain \ t i gates witl cherre of cheating at solitaire without catching yourself stage a revi\ f the old [on f I

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ““That,’’ He Groans ‘Would Have Made Me a Straight Fiush—and Against Two Pat Hands’

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it Makes Them Owners of at Least -s2 $40,000 Worth of Antiques, All of A ee Them “‘Exwactly Like the Picture af Try to Buy the Lot for Less 1D T; \ , ra) -_ 22) \y MQW/ULU LoGultev ILLUSTRATED BY M I BLUMENTHAI TT VODA two classes of America — A intique ind those who sell them tiques is inevitable yer t iiectors, amateurs and sheep in communities he amateurs include that have grown n sales in the New York papers. They copies and imitations to the } Sunday-supplement society obviously is as antique as hi ery da t your ile, Is THE SATURDAY EVENING POST COILILIECTORS VERSUS RUSIERS February 19,1927 iave family portraits f it that it stili could be dealers fostered the esult that more money headed Americans on ugly o > average person imagines. W love antiques and buy suddenly wealthy I eep are the faddistswho or have undergone nd a deffeit of knowledge. Pet political revolutions. The parvenu may be pri mong t heep one should include a million ortwo of himself an ancestor, but his wife must leale wl nd the hunting of specimens excit and heirlooms. In Rome under the Ce them profitable enriched plebeians was to resemble the patricians as much iton sideboards and Hepple as possible. They bought old statues and vases and gems tiegel gia ind ¢ mial silver, and the in Greece. When the supply of ori ials was exhauste« ey get from other dealers’ lists or from the wily Greeks began to fake. They sold galley loads of {oman antiquers. ear 70 A.D., speaks of who need the money and sell The elder Pliny, writing in the y is interesting to note how ea people who do not need the the books that had been written from which one faddists have been stampeded in new dirs ire self-constituted runners learn the art of counterfeiting precious stones, and the art ps regularly and visit was an old one in his day. Trimalchi about a hitherto neglected field te ( is all the near-by farmhouses ff his dinner, boasts of being the only person present wl minate buying and selling of owns genuine Corinthian bronze, Americans has been the amazing sure of it is that the man who sold it umount of misinformation Corinthus. Martial tells of a man who owned a piece of a \ fine t f antiques today entitles plank that came from the good « o find enough cover! handling them, so they es rich overnight by the In Italy, during and after the Renaissance, to get reproductions art standards and the world iding an article in which tw of antiques became a mania; but being based upon love of ety butte | table for beauty and admirati yn for the t ( the past, it established hig makes t n Ww rie 1 at benetited by it If you are $ ler t rder to own a set of chairs or a highboy

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dining-room plate Mr. J Kerfoot published nating Pewter rails. But when lasc wort American ial buyers logically ecame intelligent ¢ As ey KneW soon as } exact what they were collect- ing they became fans Mr. Kerfoot’'s table of comparative rarities among the eight-inch-plate men was a mas- Amer- Pewter is terpiece ican a mode bor m antiques to follow. It shows how interesting to others than spec alists a work of that nature can be made, viven literary abilit irate knowledge and a sense of irtist Values After American Pewter was published prices for pewter :use an increased demand logically followed the istification for that demand created by the book. Know ng for the rst time exacliy what to look for, antiquers assiduously sought the marks of those makers about whom Mr. Kerfoot had written. As the supply dwindled the inds grew earcer and the u ye to Du became less ir sistent, until today pewter buyers consist almost entirely of true collectors, Who never despair The decreased de mand has naturally brought about lower prices in the commoner varieties Dealer after dealer has offered me pieces priced at less than they paid for them at the peak of the boom that followed the appearance of Kerfoot’s book the dealers bought indiscriminately because the public Of course really choice was also buying indiscriminately neces are like fine Rembrandts— always up The Ups and Downs of Best Sellers N GLASS we have seen the same thing. Hunter's book on It did much to establish most aristocratic form of American It was a pioneer work, with the defects that, a fine Other books on old glass, some not particularly accurate but Stiege! Glass Was monumental the l€ gel ZiasSs as antique collecting of all path makers, but for all very book written in a popular vein, did much to increase the gener smattering oi would otherwise call an absurd public’s interest. Even a knowledge gives onity GIPhivty to what your wife hobby. Once the public was properly introduced to early 1 its beauty American glass, and became aware of and its Dealers declare that they the clouds don't see how prices cal © wealthiest in prices hit come down. Collectors—some of America—tell me they don’t see how they can Keep on buying In 1921 Mr. Stephen Van Rensselaer published his Cheek List of Early American Bottles and Flasks, and the | i ore bott ctors swarmed all over the It was the r work on the subject, 1 the thor. fearing t too tiresome, left out t iit Oi i t it 4 ny 4 ered t ect 1 hottle note r thing which t ‘ the ther items t k f I ibject nve tior H rn mance that ] ‘ ery | mplete a seri ifa Zz ] na t uu have to KI VW Van Re ‘ ( { in Na t 1 I more than thirt five cents at tie end of rare colors la whe flasks and bottles has been f we Van Rensselaer’s ' is we magazines and by the exchange tors all over the country, price certain sections and for certair ( ‘ they were eighteen mon iy pay the price and the demand of bottles from attics and barr The tendency to specialize, eve antiques, and the increase in the nun ne p to keep prices up Peoy e nave I a respe table bank account t nae t n of bottles so) tney are Spe a I flasks or Railroads or Pike's Pe : pints or perfume bottles ist now worst in the Middle West. Amat and Kentucky ask and tain n flasks of all kinds than the de t dealers in New York dare demar An article was published abo man dower chests. The price of at that time was from thirty t tne articie Was publisned, buyer I ask for painted chests from dealers ir Dutcl Within two week the article the price jumped to > ) fine specimens have sold for as | a spurt to set fire to the demand was forthcoming the « lagrat This is not t »Say that the articie cre faddists. What it did was to call t attention toa class of furniture tl worth collecting for more reas t his sudden developme f demand for certain kinds of " and again led dealers int erstoc brought about slumps in prices later or have varied with the locality and cl t chentele as we as with the ec n ndividual deal But ! deal whether this year's be elle profitable to handle next i i ot them ¢ iWal I many of this year’s faddists w be among next year’s pe te collectors, for tique acquiring grows i sity as well as in discrimina i he wan that a good ar is a good investment is out by the common exper during the past decade or you migl say, fe ree cent ries. Of course w the slogar ea seeks tf conve that chor piece will always be in de mand, and since the supply is fixed, pri slumps nent, as example and recoy Staffords! hogar ir silver It is pre sely ¢ cause the basis the high prices Is t! undoubted tact that genuine . > x n Wa Bitte t ( } er? \1 } g 1 Le ¥ | rt , antique t Por r ‘ Since i * t)} ] Whe I el i ited r WW ‘ i! , ng, W I") “I Offered THE SATURDAY EVENING POST a (I (re \ Man ~ $i 00 When a Sofa is More “a TET Wismang —_ — | Than ‘ } eat

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4 t He WillH n | ] . ‘ | 1 | l I ! } ‘ ere | n ilfw ’ ‘ rr r R« ! \ ¢ tior t ; ew é A T tes t ng e the tore bist t metime ; 1 ; . t ‘ ¢ \ t y ima ite nw Wa ‘ I ( ‘ nr 1 re é t i is¢ rling rT t 4 e amor wD | e and like é ! i i tne Rufe, the nt 17 | | ed , istonis} ] t t es I i ] it WN ‘ nd r | . I a i | 1 m { 1 ndeda i \ ur | n r Ly io) THR) .) CE redited out his days He was one money to lend and help to these favor at a price it his habit of life had made n awed respect; but this ntment which his methods Gaddis was, to irprising; and there were ves not unmixed too and they e women of the village, d his bland smile and his disliked the unbending nsisted, was a naturally the fact that he had been ngly kind to Lydy ife had always given his hese two lived on the farm irter of a mile separating he farm had belonged n due urse to Rufe At twa expectation and uuld shortly wed; but her tion. The man she might i she was, as the village inds Rufe had given ' ess to her was a trad ! ears old Not mucl a certain eminence in the f wearing, unless actually t black coat rhis coat | wed gns ol wea e Wa to it success nd the wear gy ot it se ed Sen Ames Williams ILLUSTRATED BY ROBERT E. JOHNSTON faint sheen upon his countenance. ir the rest, his manner was friendly and had no in- and gracious toward eve ryone; while it was true that he timates > that he n Fraternity, it was equally had no enemies Lydy, the object of his continued different mold moved abroad in the vil- All Might as kindness, was of a } She seldon lage, except that she and Rufe came to church on Sunday whenever there was a minister anda to attract verity faintly conspicuous even among the sober garments to t was pointed out, service them. She dressed with a habitual se of her neighbors, and ad aseverity of countenance she |} match her costume. She would even, ou on the road without speaking to you; and this, In a countryside whe pass y re strangers thus encountering greet one another, was conspicuous and remarkable. It was possible to perceive in her an old and bitter soul, and Fraternity folk were inclined to be a little sorry for Rufe and to admire him for his k s unpleasant sister of his ng patience witht! the It contrast nabit ol Rufe, as has been said, had long been in calling now and then upon old Mat Hering many the village that the Rufe’s friendly, kindly manner and his sional exasperating truculence had been res} break between Mat and Lee At any rate, Lee Hering had some years before left the farm and had not since returned be Was lieved by in between own son's occa onsibie. tor tne , giving old might the and Rufe had to a great extent taken his place Mat not Lee offered but actual physical help in the farm whicl lx only the companionship which have Various also the tasks abou Lee’s absence made necessary loaf of bread, a bate} Ly had occasion Lydy had gone of Also, he sometimes took to Mat a doughnuts or some other delicacy whicl dy pre pared And on more than one with him to the Hering farm and spent a diligent day or vo in putting the old man’s house in order, cleaning for tten corners, dusting, scrubbing, scouring and polishing whic t ness aqwouild be hisend.! ne was surprised it Rufe ar “TI Don’t Know as I Ought to Teli You, But I’m Going in Town Tomorrow to See Lee and Tell Him, and You Well Know. Will, and He Never Left But Five Dollars to Lee’’ THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Mat essarily ill Bissell’s st interest was in the ore; Did occasioned some and air, W Make discussion, as always wher the by day the freshest news a ll Belter, February 19,1927 Lidl LIP OF TRUTH that under the at et imi tor ¢ assumed f Nes ol nuPse occa direction of rapo the, nistered me daicaments and gave oO nig One night Gay Hunt said maliciously He Wo Rufe’ll heir And it was Will ‘Don't you said rest of it too *Mat’s down or him back Belter nodded w before have to let don’t too mean to ‘ iil 7; | »’ + y ft Will and hes not going to hey them the sources he ie He asked Belter what the ok man has unle Belter whe belie l Lee,”’ He was always ve it of his information 4 ss | s got denied th Gay insisted, now. He'll never will | isely ‘That's so,’” he "s too stubborn to will i it go out of the family 0 Lee’ll have now he knew, but inclined to make But if Belt a Mat the care required the irm, and the or ned have ad s money to Lee agreed But he t to Lee, but he He eve nade I ist the sam he would not te me myste ! ter was distrusted as a gossip and a talebearer, yet the tales he to be true tales intestate came to t ve believed unwilling to let Fraternity folk to be in his hoardings accordant go So when, at length, Mat did di expected above the village old man’s bi Was But a day or two passec dy tr \ Lee’s home So this report of his t} iwith: laid away t a da Joston, ar at Mat wo told were apt 1d dit ST ould be d to mar ers seeme coming wa »word from hit the cemeter after did M 1 the nw

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ba = “Mr. Hering Said, ‘I Want You to Witness My Will,’ and He Kind of Leaned THE SATURDAY EVENING down there Lee’s done we grandfather. Huginn come fron since he went away; he’s a busy mar Mat called him his cousin. Yes, | It happened that Rufe Gaddis was in the store that and Mat left everything he’s g night. This was not unusua nce most of the men from [his was so sensational a pie the nearer farms come in the evening to get their mall and ipy the united attentior receive or to disseminate the news 1 the W hethe t it followed Its ve I ed there was desigr nis coming on t t annot be tale nce it cur isly true now! but certainly he W nt \W Belt A more read accept the in ‘Il allow Lee had a right to expect that,’ he agreed able Huginn himself wa lest Maybe old Mat wanted him to look for it to come out that and witless man mumbled that he way. Mat was a mean old cuss. Maybe it tickled him to — had told him, that the affair was as n k he was fooling Le as to tl thers in the tow ile had, immediately, their I i ittent I Hut an Rufe had de 1are i nis ntent mentary silence followed his words, and it was Will Belter, Lee, but W Belter anticipate nxious to redeem his reputation, who asked defiantly Kast Harbor on some spe IS ¢ How do you know so much?” and told the tale; and he came Rufe smiled. “‘I happen t he said I don’t know as __ fresh informat | ought to tell you, but I’m going in town tomorrow to see Lee don’t believe it,”” he t t Lee and tell him, and you all might as well know. Matdid this night again Rufe was an make a Wil, and he never left but five a ars to Lee.”’ ‘Lee ain't going to let it got t Who'd he leave it to?”” W Belter demanded, and Gay “He's going to fight the will Hunt said slyly, ‘Guess you'll be saying he left it to you, Che others *ked at Rufe ir Rufe.” had recent acquired a new | POST Elbow and Wrote H V ’ There j

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( \ vhere leek-green waters ran ri 1 Vv hnere eneath one ol the ir trees that gave tne isiand its name, r de ide; where there were small pir ed W e tlowe , and a cool-warm tine ef to temper the sur s gold sword this day the Queen's Jester lay upon his ‘ ind bells. The Jester ind he wore a suit of white drill, somewhat é | ts. Instead of pointed ered | s feet: his socks were f VV l ind blew his nose, making trying to persuade himself, by mace that he had not really it face of a man more than sixty inker larp nose; eyes, once large and ned and dimmed by »y the falling eyelid of He was shaved; | gray hair was trimmed; his i as at le ist clear and his naus I 4 i do tell n this case a good ies Vi ©’ Moore, it seemed, had been a gentle- ‘ ad irt jester t j in al me Wa O' Moore . 1 te ‘ r e had ta ' i. which ( eT I S¢ eT ) t na mall tem ) pursu ind a d small ince of being pursued by it ‘ ‘ ry state. Still, it may be credited 1 ) \ it it Was wortn of all ti Queen Jackea had dismissed him; et ea ng oldish, growing less easy to amuse I ar had st all taste for the drolleries that, ten irs ¢ er, had so enchanted her as to induce the offer of mane ilaried post to O’Moore, then traveling as t 1 globe-trotting peer. He had been glad to then. His public at home was failing him, and ee! is notoriously capricious. Those ten years had Now heaven had shut its gates, i it came next he did not dare tothink. The thought t sickened him. The Avavans Once masters of the Pacific, they have the fine climate, the easy duties enarity a nominal sovereignty of their

ve, intact and bristling, all their e. There were few white men in Avava at that ers | use for them. As Royal Jester, { } be t rated. Since his dismissal, now t had been made very clear that the ie courtier and true snob— had no further use te i hing saved. Of late, Jackea—foreshadowing I Y Ine few white folk of Avava r jo with him, having long despised m be } e was me andrew toa native i lo on that entire and perfect irm winter’s day. He had nothing to hope yt hin bout So he sat on the grass, ‘ hion, and wiped his nose and et ng up to the pier ere the steamers ran, but it me of importance it never did i maybe, native chiefs returning home after a | f the South Sea Yes up from the wharf wit! nuge t wn legs, shaped THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ILLUSTRATED BY ROBERT W. STEWART Helen, Driven to Those Last Reserves of Strength That the Human Body Keeps for the Pinch of Ali, Managed to : Drag Herself, me and After Her, Pade < Telford, Into P the Canoe rose and lemon and grass green; silk shirts and cummer- bunds of blue and violet and orange on their great bodies. Rich men all; almost everyone in Avava was rich—except the Jester. Why—what? Two white people—a man, tall, stooping, red-haired; a girl, small, slight, walking with a certain self-possessed dignity, red-haired, too, as well as one could Both coming this way, confound them! Could one no time now; meeting was inevitable. The Jester pulled down his tie and straightened his coat, mopped his eyes quickly and began to hum a little song. If he had had a cigarette; but he had almost forgotten the taste of one during this last week. Of course they’d make for the avava tree; it was a well- known landmark, neglected, naturally, by residents, but always the first objective of visiting strangers. Well, it would only be a minute, and then they’d have passed and gone on up to the painted wooden palace of Jackea, with see, one its sentries in red coats and bare brown legs, marching up and down, unloaded guns on shoulders. He looked down determinedly as the strangers neared the tree. Walking on grass, they made almost no noise. He calculated they must have passed by; raised his eyes and met, full, a pair of the most remarkable orbs he had ever seen, topaz-hued, topaz-hard, and set beneath crisped red hair in the face of a young girl. “What are you crying about?” she demanded Her voice was not compassionate, merely competent and coo! If she had suggested pity, the Jester might have run away

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February 19,1927 J5lellem of the Alumedlre¢d! Waves the Queen's Jester—By Beatrice Grimshaw As it found } dully, “I’m not.” “You were,” she was, he states or money?” ‘She's the ser siblest giri in the world,” loudly remarked the tall man, one hand to his mouth, and bending ov

spoke confidentially. He appeared to be J a little but not much the worse for drink ‘On’y two thing worth howlin’ over in this sort of a world,”’ he went on, still confident ally ‘Somebody who has winked out—and some body who hasn’t winked outshort of cash. Helen's right. You—you haven't winked out,” he contin ued, unembarrassed by . an apparent contusion terms. ‘‘ You wearin’ shockin’ hat an’ they call big beg— beg ’ relic that t ] inyt! you re he concluded a win your het,

he Jester bitter] Shake han’s so are Wwe ae ured he long less sit dowr man. “Hel, beside this ¢

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The girl did down She not Sl remained at the ith her gem-hard eyes he standing, looking Jester w Jester rose to his feet ‘I hope what your ‘Brother.”’ your brother said—is not correct.” a “More or less son to know,” composedly. He ha answered severy rea the girl Though she stood so 1) t still and spoke so quietly, she was, one felt, charged to the brim with a burning vitality that impressed the more because it was restrained, held waiting. Mind There was a distinction too, that reminded the Jester of he what; something experienced in old days, perhaps, when and body alike seemed tense. about her, knew not he had been jester to higher folk than an island queen All in all, the girl who had been called Hel impressed him, took him out of himself. She even made him hopeful for the future, though that was patently absurd Helen Elizabeth, dispossessed heiress of Man-o’-War, chief of that valuable island by right of her famous and daring feat of the Hundred Waves swim, had had the same effect on others before O’Moore. Rightly or wrongly, she made you feel that where she was, inaction, dullness could not long survive. If nothing happened, Helen Elizabeth was liable to make something happen; from the thing that had been, whatever its nature. There fore she stood for either hope or fear, according to the way life was treating you. And as most folks are discontented, she usually shed hope. In Avava of those days there was notime. Timelessness, the charm of island life, has left the Eastern Pacific now; to find that spell again, you must go far west to the sunset isles of the Solomons and New Guinea. But onthe day when Helen Elizabeth and her brother landed in Avava, there was so much time spilled all over the seas be- tween Chile and New Caledonia that you might there was none at all feel a bit something different fairly say hin} which 1s a paradox. Therefore the girl and the man gravitated to a fallen log, sat down and easily began tot

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THE SATURDAY EVENING ““O’Moore’s my name, and I’m nobod his bitter hair N retort é It seemed, for some odd reasor " he He H nor ) t dught she was about t spe iv ( ‘ é é r War Island, and was not: who We aws of the mortgage had been loo ecaust ha & 4 ‘ é t been bie to prove himse ! ept 1ismis oO the Slanders ( haries woke l ma ed Wi ide gad, yo e Wally O’Mo no su A 1 I t Ihe Jeste SW ‘ 4 ‘ 4 4 t ‘ ny i) i « , egal y Y é B’gad, I did said CC! ‘ rducat me i ind | emem be uu Sitt Di i STOO tne ) ( its et t err ell -Wynw Abbey Caradoc ( nn stor y ir suppe fommy Tu f illed you astles and metimes, and sometimes Wally O'M ‘ i It t lamou ar t imo no were i ‘ ‘ rile yu mw! B rad, the nded r re ) Wi | ) other as uu Were somethin’ good t \ time | ‘ ! um nave had l unde tand IY 10 t U " ‘ nap in the stor e me eat Ww ad siee We ed show you a bit of work and you're a tremble \ \ i } La easy Cha} e me B’gad ( r have had a fine I’ve got t ( M | . make them he ' «}"y “ ‘ \ Did I Sa e Jeste Yes, I} e life, an ¢ spt ym f € elt a go ¥ ernme surve ( i is i he t i I 1 to tramp and 1 mess ir st ‘ “It's Madness,’* Objected Telford For Heaven's Sake, Let Me POST

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4 THE 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 t « s the Cx From All Newsdealers. By Subscription To the tates and Possess Argentina, B 1, Bra Chile, ¢ it ta K 2 ba, Db can KReput tcuad (,uatemala, Haiti, Is I s, Labrador, M yew dland, Nicaragua, Panama, Paraguay Republi Hond : " r, Spain and Lruguay, $2.00 the Yea iK tt { S. Money irder, Express Money Order, Check or by Draft j rt i 8 snada—f $2.00 Yea Copies, Five Cents— u" n or t I t wn ¢ r v ft t ied abov by subscriy st paid, $ roe s t tal or I ss t ) t i f snk { pa in U.S. Funds PHILADELPHIA, FEBRUARY 19, 1927 The New Coxey’s Army y! HAVE a good deal to say about the American / genius for organization, but in one respect, at least, e tingusn are ahead of us In their caste system they e organized thie fe ‘ity complex, while over here it inning wild. Though many of our social leaders have a leveloped inferiority complex in the presence of the ypean upper classes and their ideas, inferiority in one 1otes the idea of superiority in another; and so we have a persistent attempt, successful to a small degree me ¢ our irge cities, to introduce the caste dea over re On the w however, the pretensions of its pro- ents, though they make good copy, are not endangering f indati ft Republic, nor will they so long as e daughter of et aborer of yesterday is likely to ir Lady Cla e de Vere today and our stenog- tor I W (; it Wwe t yu Ww nd no infe ority 1 tthe top. Lords and Commons alike are for the y t ist i the time Chey exclaim, as a Americar ce exclaimed, “‘Our country, right or ng! But in their eyes it sSalwaysr gnt They procee 1 and pull together for the Empire, though on n they permit themseives to grouse on side ssues rie entia But when it comes to the ownersnip r t | h trade, the Brit wketboo n ir rT present an unbrokKer gnting One may not wholly agree with the sentiment “Ou t re mn lee I t! g but r l f Ame i with the inferiorit ) 1 ilw s wrons f ‘in isin} irge number of these Americans i n the face of the I nion in eve alle i ther | these me ind t \ ‘ \ \ ny at home ind | Latin Ame 1 we are i he oil interest l } ew ive ol when ¢ \ man does! ive when he doe In the borer under foot; and in the second, his spiritual nature L being submerged in a wave of gross materialism. America is wrong with these people when she insists on adherence to international law, as in Mexico, and wrong when she tries to protect the lives of her nationals, as in Nicaragua. In the first instance the Government is behind a wicked Wali Street plot, and in the second America has losing our soul again lost her soul. We seem to be always On this point they are all agreed—cancellationists, pub- licity hounds, apostles of pink theories and pale ideas, and even the smaller group of sincere reformers. The country is full of inverted ideas and contradictory cults. Most numerous are those who preach that, in some way they never make quite clear, our prosperity is sinful and our comforts degrading; that there can be no real cul ture and art without dire poverty and disease. Yet until these twisted thinkers came along, reformers throughout the world devoted their lives to planning ways to lift man- kind out of the degradation and misery of poverty—in short, to doing exactly what America has done. We find organizations among religious denominations at for generations have preached the complete separation of church and state, that have denied the right of any hurch to meddle with politics and legislation —we find these organizations plunging into politics up to their neck and trying not only to influence economic legislation but to manage our foreign affairs. They are creating a pre- cedent that will come back to plague them Then we have our great deniers -those who deny our rht to our own national resources, to erect tariffs, to pass immigration legislation; and those who deny that we really helped Europe during the Great War, that we lost anything or anybody in it or that we are entitled to get back any part of the money that we loaned to the Allies And finally come the internationalists, preaching love of every country except their own, with men in their ranks sneering at patriotism and the flag. A queer Coxey’s army this, made up of politicians, of society folk, of professors, of preachers, of conservatives and of radicals, marching against achievement, prosperity, comfort, happiness, na- tionalism and patriotism, under a banner that bears the strange device *‘ America is Always Wrong.” There are plenty of things wrong with America and with every other nation-—-things that will slowly yield to time and education, but not to emotionalism, a lowlier-than- thou complex, propaganda and disregard of facts. Amer- ica’s course through the war and since the war, her attitude toward the nations of Europe and of Latin America is one that will stand the closest scrutiny. It has been informed with common sense and generosity in the face of neurotic attacks and unjust demands. The Slavery of Small Borrowers ive ENTY years ago the loan-shark evil had assumed such proportions that a concerted drive was launched against it. Many oppressive practices were broken up and the rapacity of the usurers was made less effective. Largely through the efforts of the Russell Sage Foundation, twenty-one states adopted small-loan legislation. These laws do not pretend to make credit cheap and easy, but at least they require the licensing and control of money lenders, they usually limit the interest rate to three and one-half per cent a month and they give the borrower a fighting chance to escape from a life peonage The most vicious type of usury is practiced today under the appellation of ‘‘salary buying.’’ The lender, to evade the law, frames a fictitious transaction in which the loan purports to be the purchase price of a claim on the bor- rower’s next pay check. The borrower is often required to declare in writing that the transaction is a sale and not a loan. The procedure is simplicity itself. Suppose a salaried man has a sick wife or a new baby and stands in urgent need of a little ready cash. If he asks for twenty-five dol- lars, he will be required to ‘‘sell’’ the lender an assignment of twenty-seven and a half dollars salary money due within ight. When pay day arrives the lender will allow him to take up the assignment; but as he is usually unable to do so, the transaction is repeated, and another two and e loan shark’s pocket. Suc {f « ! nto tl la gor SATURDAY EVENING POST February 19,1927 arrangements are often repeated month in and month out until the principal of the loan has been repaid over and over again Salary buyers are not fastidious in their choice of met} ods of collecting either principal or interest As man) corporations discharge men whose wages have been gat nisheed, the poor debtor stands in constant fear of the loss of his job. Other means for putting on the screws art easily found. The borrower is hounded and his life made miserable. The lucky ones are those who can persuade their employers to disregard assignments and stand suit Salary buyers are never quite at ease in a court room and judges are rarely deceived by the frivolous pretense a loan shark that he is, in good faith, a buyer and not a lender. Centuries of experience have } impossible to stamp out usury by mere process of law No matter how drastic the statute, the necessitous borrower and the greedy lender will always manage to get together and do business. There is only one way to make the loan shark shut up shop, and that is to set up a « mmpetition that he does not care to meet. In many cities this has a ready been done on a small scale; but the country as a whole is still virgin territory for the establishment of agencies for granting small unsecured loans at moderate interest rates to salaried workers. At least two far-flung chains of such agencies are in successful operation los significant of all are the local and mutual lending organiz: tions In New York and Massachusetts so-called credit union are assuming increasing Importance and the opportunity for their further extension and development is almost ur limited. These associations lend to members only. Bor rowing members pay a liberal but not excessive rate interest and those who lend get a generous return their deposits. Sound management is all they require make them exceedingly useful to borrowers and lender alike. Loan sharks and salary buyers cannot thrive in compe tition with these credit unions. Any community or the employes of any large corporation in the twenty-four states which allow such associations may set up a credit union. The organization of such bodies has been carefully standardized and no pains have been spared to make them relatively foolproof. The Remedial Loan Department of the Russell Sage Foundation, at 130 East Twenty second Street, New York City, has made an intensive study of these societies and can give interested persons full ir formation regarding their establishment and operation. Our commercial credit machinery is perhaps the most perfect in the world; but we still have much to learn about financing the emergencies of the little fellow who has no assets save his character and no collateral but his bare hands. Hark! From the Heights ICHOLAS MURRAY BUTLER, President of Col- umbia University, Ph.D., LL.D. (Cantab.), Jur. D Hon.D.Litt. (Oxon. neur; Grand Commander of the Royal Order of the Grand Officier de la Legion d’Hon- Redeemer of Greece, First Class; Grand Cross of the Order of St. Sava (Serbia), First Class; Grand Cordon of the Order of Leopold, Belgium; Grand Officer of the Order Polonia Restituta; Commander of the Order of Saint Mauritius and Lazarus, Italy; and Commander of the Order of the Red Eagle (Prussia), is reported in the New York Times as having said at a dinner of the League of Nations Non-Partisan Association ‘“Unhappily, the policies as to internatior il affairs perhaps the lack of policies--that have been pursued since the Armistice have made this nation of ours a dan gerous derelict afloat on the seas of international inte course, and lying straight across the path of every ship that sails laden with the precious cargo of international friend ship and accord.” One can only wonder why Doctor Butler does not call a conference of himself and cancel the war debts. 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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST THE INSIDE OF GOVERNMENT O, THIS is not a tale of intrigue, nor of black 8} 1) mental Df soem Si . bi JJ LOITNY ‘a j FI TE TP) Z sstchele and Nor is it o V YaAVIG Law irenNce els and champagne dinners s it yackstairs gossip transformed into reading matter to gratify a whimsical imagination. That would be Certain definite impressions are formed ir | fiction, though to deny the existence of occasional irregu of government and they inevitat arity and dishonesty in a large governmental structure fleeting glimpses ta 1 would also be fiction. Fair play requires that emphasis be mittent student t misplaced. For what is and what is not the real char Within a few miles of the White H r of the Government of the United States today is intensive knowledge of government happily an ascertainable truth. First-hand knowledge of three thousand miles away. The } il aspect ‘ ernment is abundant. Its activities are too numerous ernment are not at all an index of t to be invisible, its influences too far-reaching to be judged bulidings are not a measure I the menta the basis of isolated instances of greed, selfishness, or beneath their roofs. In the even disloyalty complished the most significant bit resea sixteen years Is a long time as tenure of residence goes lifetime nowadays in the national capital. With the changes of The average man thinks of government in human tern itical administration, the partisan processions move on To him for the time being Roosevelt is the government neessantly. Yet the neutral observers —the news corre- perhaps it is Wilson, or nowadays dge. The ment vondents stay on through generation after generation of of those names plus the mention of Congr r t mr : ublic met For sixteen years the writer has mingled now and then the name of an outstanding senator or ca “ mstantly with the personnel of government—Republi- inet officer, makes a quick impression of government. Ir G cans, Democrats, independents, reactionaries, radicals, other words, the chief actors conservatives, idealists, theorists, scientists, military and attention because their names are iterated ar naval officers, and that much larger group of more or less in print —they are involuntarily advertised. A permanent udministrat known as the civil service. is effective ‘ { ; : \ Y ,; rg a 7 K | POLITICS 5pm yo Nl a By \ \A ve “TAKE YOUR TIME, LADY, TAKE YOUR TIME

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST A Man's Man I ( . “Well, You Can See How Far I've Advanced —There’s My Parents"’ Generous VI! S. GALI Her husband is so generous to her Here t ttle tra ide tom For I've a de | ‘ tjfo ¢ hy Ine oe don’t make a practice of either SHORT TURNS AND ENCORES She picked her way, and J auly siopping W here trony, skilled voodsmen the r hoy a were chopping. “(rood me es Sle a d I J you tell n Hai ) stump the ou would se ‘ The men stared at he heir courage dwin- a op —— Fi cl od, lady? Cord wood? Kind ung? \ ” , \ no, ‘ aid, more thruptly speaking “A tump istheonty wood February 19,1927 The Quest NTO a forest, der and shady, ’ One d yY wandered a lovel / lady The Boss’ Children Epitaph Business Tatks No. 4 s » blot his re wion mars, . ’ E WAS } h anti-hick I TELL, it may be all right to talk politics with the bos And ever he did his be : ‘ i Wi vays will re u dressed : or theaters with the boss’ wife, though personally I \ mit West wo and Gilliian, Continued on Page 63 DOGVILLE ITEMS Mrs. Dooley's Washing, Monday Morning, Bore Silent What's the Use of Having Whooping Cough if You Can't Give it to Witness That Main Street Had Been Thoroughly Oiled Saturday Ali the Neighbours?

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST SOUP Appetites sparkle and the when this tomato soup flapper is served / Peseta . Why for all of peor. now eat lk but get mor from what they eat heir diet i balanced = { it t i i of the necessary food element I} over-burden their digestive systems, but they obtain an abundance of splendid food. And they are eal q (pas neve iM re! Ame ca has been described as the “best-fed nati — — earth.” With this high standard of livi : mn the ences po] ‘ : . daily food, proving that this hot, liquid nour ishme if I Childre lappers, g Ips—we a 1 ip. How deli Wi l i te 1 Wi i vari ng fla | | i brigl on t | providing the appeti I make digestion easier a 11 ' nj VY soul Ve | do not overlook its other dietet Think of it as a mm sf menu, for its wholesome, beneficial « mperve Bret MEALS have a way of « so regularly and there are s o de you may say Wea I kn im ht t r i Iw ‘a x Pe lece Of its | i} : “1 I lit 1 Wi i t ! \ ad | CAMDEN. WV, & { a on OR WITH THE MEAL

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST SOM DAY rLeLLU STRATE DOD Br February 19,1927 By HENRY C. ROWLAND HENRY RALEIGH Pr ie ae ' pee 2 we It Moved Closer, to Reveal a Contour That Was Neither Man Nor Beast ce answered quaveringly, “* Mai Out, LIVE stepped close to the window, standing to one ide of itsembrasure. ‘‘ Mam’selle,”’ he said sharply, S) n French, ‘is that true?”’ estnr \ Eve bitterness of his disappointment at the turn ff had take ist when he had hoped to have the situatior t ind, Clive s quickness of wit stood by him He fe n that res » which has saved many it f s Yankee |} In a curt voice, almost Te t n¢ ed 1at is your price to let this " j f { We me tly enough: ‘That document Marina gave Miss O'Day to deliver to your secret-service \\ y ( Clive wered harshly. “It was mailed ae G t place by Miss ¢ Day the day from | leaux t ing lady tells me that A acket i n colonel in the wer of lesk not long ag But it is not there now. | e seul thoroug Che chances are that he has t | M There was a momer ence. Then the man asked, i wi ‘ t Marina?” ( e answt Because she is his wife, and t T t n her safety wed Clive thought it probable e. Whether or not the man veen Fanch and Mar na, ( f ‘ e impressed him. He t Al nt the inds e n worth a sou. It was ( ‘ ‘ \ 1 gave t Lo Miss O’Day. So now if you value the life of Miss O’Day, you had better hand it over, and be quick about it. Iam a desperate man. Clive felt that everything was staked on his next throw. He answered promptly and with cold brevity: ‘I believe you when you say you are ready to murder this girl, even though she has nothing at all to do with this affair. If I] could do so 1 would give you the document to save her life, and then you may be sure that your own would not be worth even a petit sou. You would never leave this island I did not come from America to look for a young woman who was unquestionably a suicide, but to get the document Marina promised us, or to learn if possible what had become of it.”’ “You are a good liar,” said the man. ‘‘ What about those —t paintings: alive “They are the work of a French painter who calls him- self Guy Francois Doret. Miss O’Day studied with him while he was in America, and tried with some success to follow his technic and genre. He came later to France and a friend of Marina. I had reason to believe that he was on Belle Isle, possibly living with Fanch de Guerveur. I hoped to learn something of value from him, because I happened to know something about him.”’ Once fairly started Clive’s power of invention seemed Not to over- play his hand, however, he now waited for some further comment, and this was immediately forthcoming. “And why,” asked the man outside, “‘is this Doret in Was to unreel itself with a sort of automatic ease. hiding? ‘*Because,”’ Clive answered promptly, to Devil Island not save a recéd “the prefers Brit- tany If a distinguished war record will ste from deportation to Cayenne, then a criminal deserter expect?” what might Again Clive felt that he had scored. His hope for Aliste’s safety mounted. But the next startling move in this game of chess that had looked for the past few minutes like a stalemate taught Clive a sharp lesson in not taking too much for granted; also the necessity of keeping always in mind not only one but every possible issue in a match played with whatever weapon may fall within one’s reach, blunderbuss, hatchet or modern firearm, and with that suppleness of mind that reaches from synthetic chemistry to the oldest of disarming factors which is a ready and ingenious string of lies. Absorbed in this latter exercise he had gradually lost attention of the fact that his conversation with the des- perado outside was being carried on through a window of which the shutter between them was protective only in concealing him from view and in keeping the enemy out- side, for the iron volets were of no more than heavy sheet- iron weight, and the bars, or grille, though strong enough, } } ner long ne inner i g were spaced in squares of about five inches. T glass windows were fastened slightly ajar. Clive, interested in his fabrications, had edged out from behind the rim of the stone aperture, when there came a violent detonation, the splintering of g] lal I of pain scorched his left ribs. something struck sharply against his chest, while his right hand and arm felt numbed. All that saved his life in that moment was the upward jerking of the hand that held the automatic pistol. A third bullet sang | I leaped back to the shelter of the wall. A fourth splintered the woodwork of the window and brought down a shower of glass. These four shots had y covering the whole of the aperture so that a man exposed in it could not have escaped some one of them at Sand a not stab Another crashing report and yaSt NIS ear as ne spaced, been careful least. Continued on Page 30

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tol. The f A re vu there, mor se papers do y urs With a! ere W oO answer f ind of footsteps t rer K, Smashing v, it ng in it here in the room e more frantic I tat any moment oncerne d the nsive had rk out av se of a swift hance at all And er captor the premises must d, that he must sI eretore way. tne storeroon I ve answered evenly an rst wound he felt (Continued from Page 28) f the bullet against his weapon had saved e from being shot through the heart but, as he im- n itely perceived on flashing down his light, at the cost to be a brush burn, rely grazed. A mocking voice called from out- ‘A little a good lesson and a good and want to save this girl, I have no time for blagueurie.”’ “If I'd been able to hand +! ere ) ré ( han ever in your debt for Chen if you are tired of lyit 1 er Lnose papers e!*’ Clive answered tu think I'd have tackled those two atchet and split them open?” ; works. moving away Clive heard a curt command and His weapon had dered useless from the impact of the bullet on the But there must be another He began a hurried search, first e ry hazards that had one, é w nD vie But Constant the man must hav ming wW out any if the otner man that id been fired and ¢ TY to si ot ( ¢ ri , then flashing his light from place to place. s pistol was nowhere to be found, though Clive’s error was in doubt that it was the weapon he ‘onstant killed before he had had found, because two ing frenziedly about for the missing automatic at reason told him must be somewhere in that room, was the expectation of hearing a It was maddening to fail now after for a few seconds had seemed vengeance. certainly eave him master of the situation safety of Aliste ween rewarded by success, igh not along the lines of an adopted strategy. irmed he might hope to save Aliste, if only through the or at least such so His determined not as he had but by one of those fortuitous side issues that so ctory as the reward of aggression, even Still 3ut unarmed, there seemed appeared to be leading her away from Clive realized that if now he failed to ap- feel sure ets had found its mark in a manner to cripple his ad- f not to kill him. that one of his It was imperative, Clive per- xI I t that ¢ ‘ id . e wisned to e the n might \ imean Lore i L ; er ac ‘ t excel k ed at W t erefore, the f ‘ U ¢ i matte ex t it ft f m t Ww ere t t f e e to the t ‘ t t t t ] ie have a , more of a mist, but it was thin; red to bring him there, ve Be how himself, armed or unarmed, and in desperation, this time not even the hatchet, he passed through the door- eyond and went out into the night. anda first quarter hung overhead behind it, diffuse th indscape with a soft pervading light. Under litions the visibility on land seems better than t en le The } less intense, but spread ( i 1OW ft rto ¢ mnceal, and the i pnuart f water suspended in the air may ma ntensifiers of the light rays, as th se of a t se raise a feeble candle power to a powerful trat As ( ‘ ed out through the doorway of the ruin he v two dark ires crossing the road. They took the path it led to the top of the cliffs and down to the beach. Aliste iptor must have forced her to run this first fifty nete ( e thought, as otherwise they could scarcely é irins rtatime. Once clear of the build- g ! ypen moor it would be possible for the w to use Aliste as a shield to keep Clive from firing, e | ‘ mself would be exposed, forced to keep a ince between them. The patches of cover were W i dense for close stalking, and the night too t e elusive way \ ist the man had not seen fit to fulfill his threat so , the t t he was hurrying Aliste along the er ¥ e and Clive had raced six hours eariier ew en ng ner to cover his retreat to the ely a fishing boat was waiting down below, The three ‘lle Isle unobserved seized the advantage of ve to keep his distance, ve been armed he could very yu ut bei of hi “he 3; man revent it vithout (¢ close range, and he ng shot himself. s being entirely un- stalemate was not if ne were bold and Aliste when the y hed down from the ‘live’s being Although THE SATURDAY EVENING POST it now appeared as if the incriminating document, and not Aliste’s life, had been the real object of the attack, there might still be what this desperado would consider ample reason for destroying the girl. The dark figures moved on rapidly along the path across the moor, Clive following at a distance of about two hun- dred yards, in range for an expert marksman, but too far away for much chance of scoring a hit on a moving figure in the vague visibility. Of all the different phases of the horrid affair to develop from the time of his meeting with Aliste, this present one was to Clive the most hopeless and harrowing. Up to this moment there had been something for him to do, some expedient, however chancy. But now there seemed no course for him but to follow on, an im- potent spectator to whatever foul act might be accom- plished. Even the hope of avenging it was denied him. What made this all the harder was that it had come after his having vindicated the truth of the statement made by the drunken Scottish adventurer that there could be no jam so tight but what there was a way out of it, if one could but hit upon it. Clive’s attempt with the blunderbuss had failed, as such, but the mere fact of his having taken the offensive had placed him in position to profit by a different, unexpected means of playing through. Had he remained purely on the 2efensive, waited in the kitchen to make a last hopeless stand, he could scarcely have disposed of Constant and the other man and got off himself unscathed. But now he told himself frenziedly that every means had been exhausted —ingenuity, violence of a primitive sort, patience, strategy, an attempt at guile. Bare-handed, on the naked moor, with the enemy conducting an armed and armored retreat that kept his futile pursuer at wide dis- tance, there was nothing to which that one might turn. It was at this heart-consuming moment that Clive got the first inkling of there being another factor afoot, though what this might be he was unable to determine. He had struck off the path to the right, where it was paralleled by a low, rocky ridge that was bare of gorse and bracken. This made him a better target if the man saw fit to try a chance shot, but Clive was indifferent to that fact. The slight rise of ground enabled him to keep the two figures, which at this distance merged into one, more clearly and constantly in sight. There was always the chance that the man might think better of committing a murder in the near presence of a witness who could get to the town and possibly spread an alarm and launch a pursuit in time to seize him before the six or eight miles to the mainland could be traversed, especially if the waiting boat happened to be provided only with sail and oars. Now, as he made his way along this low rise, Clive saw, or thought he saw, a dark body ahead of and below him slip from one tuft of bracken to the next, abreast of the pair moving rapidly along the path. But before he could de- termine whether this was an illusion, the vague object had disappeared, dissolved into the pallid mist. Then, a little farther on, Clive sensed rather than sighted it again, this time in what seemed to be more rapid movement. The penumbra swallowed it as steam obscures the contents of a boiling pot. The drifting mist was getting thicker, Clive perceived, as they neared the cliff’s edge, and he felt a stronger pulse of air. It was from the southwest, and there must be wind behind it, as the noise of surf on the beach below was louder than it had been some hours before. Glancing upward, Clive saw smudges of scud passing rapidly across the All conditions of weather appeared to be forming to aid escape by sea, brighter glow behind which was the moon. render pursuit more baffling. He came to the end of his ridge and for a moment lost sight of the two figures ahead. But in their place he saw something else that was passing in a dim, elongated, shape- less form, not far ahead of him, from the invisible cover of a Clive marked the spot before this illusory object disappeared. It seemed to have emerged from one dense clump of gorse and poured itself into another on the side of the path. Clive reached the spot; then, with his body as a shield to mask the light as much as possible, flashed his torch on the place where his gaze had been kept mass of gorse. fastened. At first he saw nothing but thorny gorse, with some of the pale yellow blossoms of its second flowering. Then a silvery wisp like spiderweb stuck to a dewdrop caught his eye. It was spraying from a thorn’s point, and as Clive plucked it off he discovered that the gossamer filaments were of a fine silvery fleece, and that the glistening moisture left a crimson stain on his finger tips. It was not dew, but fresh blood. The phenomenon staggered him for a moment. what source could have come this tuft of fleece or fur that seemed matted to a fresh blood clot that was partly dried? The answer to the problem was simultaneously presented. The only furry body thereabouts had been the dog, Loup, presumably left dead on the road when the faithful and From February 19,1927 courageous anima! had, with the vulpine cunning of its kind, attacked this very man who was now forcing Aliste along the path. Clive had always been an amateur of dogs; than that—not only a lover but breeder of collies, and, later, European police dogs. He understood the traits of these, and wherein they differed from those of the usual canine of race long domesticated until the primitive in stincts of the wild had been greatly submerged in the mas ter’s human attributes. This inductive process had in time, Clive knew, bred fidelity of a high degree, and self- sacrificing courage and devotion, but greatly at the cost of the vulpine stealth and cunning in attack. A staunch watchdog, Clive now reasoned as he pushed cautiously ahead, will attack his master’s enemy bravely, ferociously, but blindly, regardless of the odds its intelli gence knows to be opposed to it. But a wild animal at tacks with stealth, combining with its offensive all suc! advantages of strategy as may be there. It» profit by any cover offered for so long as it may, the fi sault delivered from the closest flanking shelter But most important of all, the wild animal does not abandon caution, retreat if only for that one bout when it perceives itself hopelessly outclassed, or injured to the point of making further aggression not only hopeless but suicidal. A disabling wound will check it in mid-charge, turn suddenly the offensive tactics into those of self preservation. Where the dog will drag itself stubbornly on the wolf gathers its remaining strength for a sliding into cover, keeping on until at a margin of safety it may nurse its strength or hurts. Then what of the canine that is partly wolf, and in the strains of which there are combined the courage and devo tion of the domesticated dog with the native ruses and expediency of the wild? Moreover, Loup was a faithful wolf dog that had received thorough previous training from his contrabandist masters in the smuggling of tobacco over the Pyrenees frontier of France and Spain. Loup was well aware of the potency of firearms, and that there was no rather more al open as to receive its coup de grace, canine weapon to oppose them. The man he now trailed who was in the act of carrying away his beloved mistress, had been too well armed for attack in the broad light of day. Loup had been wounded in some degree to make further attack futile, fatal; and knowing this, the dog had managed to spring up and escape after being brought down It was possible, Clive now thought, that Loup had been knocked over and partly stunned by a ball that grazed its head, glanced off the heavy slanting bones and ripping away the skin and fur. The man, more intent on his human quarry than on this dog that appeared to be kicking its last on the chalky road, had not wished to waste another shot He had fired next at Clive, rushed on to the house, when Loup had gathered together his giddied wits and injured body and made into the nearest cover. This theory was borne out by the matted fur and blood detached by the thorn as the dog had crept through the gorse, flanking its enemy and watchful of a chance to renew the attack. And this time it might prove even more effective, Clive prayed in his hammering heart. It was night, with a swimming mist that thickened rapidly where the facade of cliffs dammed back and intensified the vapor to shunt it up over their edge. Also, at this spot the cover of gorse and ragged rock drew in closely against the path. He stopped in his tracks. The thought had come to him that his best move now might be to make none at all There was no way in which he could aid Loup’s man hunt while there was every danger that any disconcerting move by another stranger might spoil the stalking. The dog, to windward of Clive and with its savage interest centered, might so far be oblivious that another possible enemy was near, and if bothered by the discovery of this one on flank, might miss his coup. Worse than that, if Aliste’s captor were to wait slyly for Clive to become visible through the more densely swimming mist in the hope of a lucky shot to stop pursuit, Loup might reason that the surprise had failed and withhold attack until too late or abandon it entirely. Clive sank down softly onto the moor. His heart, steady enough until this moment, grew burdensome in its rapid, labored beat. All now depended on Loup. Aliste’s life hung on the delicate balance as to whether the wary savage animal would or would not launch its desperate and final offensive in time, and from the proper point of vantage xX1IT HF mist swirled past. The half moon, until now a point of distinct luminosity, became a universal blur of light, equally pervasive in all parts of the pale dome above. Visibility diminished rapidly. Where, until some few min- utes before, Clive’s safety from gunshot was extended to crept and it some two hundred yards, he might now have up without discovery to forty paces. A little longer, Continued on Page 33

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~ Continued from Page 30 might be possible for two men to collide before aware of their propinquity. The twilight lasts long at that season in that latitude, and its last vestiges had now suc cumbed To Clive, crouching there inertly, the tension became insupportable. His position was bizarre, outrageous, inconceivable. For a strong man of action who had al: fought and slain to cower there like a rabbit, and wait for a wounded rescue the woman upon whom his blunder ing, meddlesome folly had precipitated this murderous attempt, was an agony at which Clive’s soul writhed Yet all reason dictated that his only course was now thus to wait. With his nerves racked to snapping and his heart smothering his brain, the best he could do was to wait for the pistol shot, the yell of surprise and terror, or the mortal canine one reporting a second and final failure Distraught as he was, Clive retained sense enough to realize that any false move on his part might now be an even worse blunder than so far he had committed As nearly as he could judge he had stopped about two-thirds of the way from the farm to the cliff’s edge, which weuld put this spot some four hundred yards away, close enough for his hearing to register what might next occur. But at the pace they had been traveling Aliste and her abductor must have reached that spot almost as soon as Clive had decided that he had best stop where he was. Could it be that the dog's valor had been knocked out of it by the in- jury received at the hands of the enemy it was watching, and that its courage could not rise to another ferocious attack? This also was very possible. A wild animal, aware of the invincible supremacy of an armed man, will often hover on the flank of such indefinitely without presum- ing to attack. Such is the habit of the wolf, the puma, the hyena. Clive’s heart sank Perhaps he had expected too much of this domesticated crossbreed But, he reflected with an attempt at hope, Loup was more than that. The wolf ancestry was remote enough to give cunning and resource, while generations of faithful comradeship with man might be counted on for that high spirit of unselfishness that is, when all is said, less human than divine. The God in this animal might yet save Aliste Another minute passed——to Clive in his turmoil of hope and despair a period of anguish having no perception of elapsed time. He was fighting to hold himself in place, to wait—that most difficult of all en- deavors for a man of action when required to wait with no inkling at all of what may be taking place. He was holding his head between his hands, not even conscious of the fact that his crisp hair was matted with dried blood. He had received an ugly gash on the crown when it struck against the horizontal table leg as he dived blindly at the man pinned to the floor by the table's edge. Nor was Clive conscious of the smarting in his side, where the bullet through the iron volet had brushed the skin. Mere physical sensations were in abeyance. But those of the special senses were ab- normally keen. His ears warned him sud- denly of some moving body close at hand. Clive’s muscles stiffened. Something was creeping up on him stealthily and at no great distance—the matter of a few yards. He peered in that direction and discovered that the darkness had become swimmingly opaque. Either that or an occlusion of his vision, for he was unable even to distinguish what had been the darker clumps of gorse His first suspicion was that the dog had scented him, when, abandoning its stalk of an enemy known to be prepared, it had re- turned to creep up on what it might take to be a maimed, defenseless one. The thought was atrocious, and for an terrifying. Clive was as lacking in means tant . lant even of defense against a canine enemy as he was against a human one. He was bare- handed, had not so much as astick or knif And here now some sinister creature was stealing up on him through the viscid murk In the low ebb of his vitality, for he had about abandoned hope. this inexpected ' menace sent through Clive a deep, id shuddering. He stood peering and lister ng, trying to locate this fresh horror ar to determine it A stone rattled close by. The sound was n one sense re g A stalking f does not rattle It pads noisele on the mist Then, close to where Clive crouched, a dar nhgure to ibstance it of the mist, like a spirit materializing. It moved closer, to reveal a contour that was neither man nor beast, but that of a skirted body, with above it a face on which all the pallid light app f I shone starkly white ‘Aliste!’’ Clive mutters 1C] he live V 1 thickly came the tremulous answer The form appeared to « ollapse, sank down But the white face still shone with that phosphorescent pallor that lights nothing but itself Clive stole softly to whe died on the patl He dropped down beside her, reached for her hand and held it tightly. into a shapeless mass she was hud- In the revulsion of his emotion it was a moment or two before he could articulate Then he asked thickly, “‘ What happened How did you get free ‘*He must have let me go,”’ Aliste said wearily. ‘I think he made me go with him to the edge of the cliffs to keep you from shooting at him.” “Then he has gone down to the beach?” ‘I think so. I don’t know " Aliste’s voice trailed away In a tenuous note Clive’s clasp of her hand tightened “Why don’t you know? Did he strike you~ hurt you in any way She roused herself. “*No; except for my wrist as he dragged me along the path. He told me to hurry or he would shoot me. | thought he meant to kill me anyway, and I could searcely walk. I said to myself, ‘He is using me for a shield, and when we come to the top of the cliffs he is going to shoot me.’ So when we stopped and he let go my wrist I thought the end had come. I must have fainted. I felt as if 1 were falling down to the beach. There were some hor- rible noises, like wild beasts waiting to Dreadful snarling sounds, and I seemed to be drop- ping down amongst them. The next I knew I woke up and found myself lying on the path at the very edge.” spring on me when I struck Clive was silent. He could reconstruct what must have happened. A merciful lapse of consciousness had saved Aliste the final scene in that night’s sequence of hor- rors. Loup had chosen well the spot for a last attack the cunning of the wild some defile in the bank where the buck can neither spring Like a wolf that selects with aside nor use its antlers to advantage, Loup had stolen on ahead no doubt to creep up onto the mass of rock against which Clive had stood that morning at bay. This was where the enemy must pass to start his descent. The dog, Clive thought, had been flattened on the top of this point of vantage when Aliste’s captor had paused, perhaps to slay her. Then, as the girl had sunk down faint- ing, the dog must have launched its massive body directly onto the man’s shoulders, overborne and swept him over the brink, the wall of rock at this point precipitous The path turned down here to pass along a ledge on the face of the cliff. Happily for Aliste’s nerves, already yield- ing under the continued strain, she had escaped witnessing the finale of this san- guinary drama in which all but the dog had blundered. Clive’s error had been in wait- ing too long for the placing and firing of his bomb Constant’s fata stake in never f an aggressive , that the rabt was walting to pounce on the pack suspecting the possibility } ua qua move by his trappe ist captor had doubtless paid with his life for ly in remaining such instead of clear- , and mind ing his step about it liste herself should t the Kl : grip of the enem\ ave called to Clive before unboltir hen door and stepping out into the I zg THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 0) | form, the changele ” na peen tne ‘ Aig? nat t a ‘ the ‘ ¢ | ry h 1 , defe ] t he Ta nar i S wv } ‘ ‘ the t egre 4 the r ‘ t ile ‘ i ‘ Wa r east T hat ) a ew XIV ind with the con mae ( He did not t ( y} ; rescue had been effected. Time er that when the spectrum of he snould nave regained mn tones, los S i ‘ \ ‘ want her to ret tine ‘ that shambles which w ' room. Glancing at the in watcn, he saw that Isn't there me : , whom you can spend \ ‘ he asked present iS a Gear O1d Man, and a relat et Far ‘Then go there by all mear K “Must I te aboul ali tl ( ve? In supposed to be Fanch's isit He ha ( relatives in the Basse *yrenees | ‘ ‘ But if I should be examined by the | e ened the they are certain to find out all about me to the P ‘I’ve been thinking that. What do ‘ | ‘ it matter? These me vere fte document, not you.” ‘ “I'd rather not figure in such a dreadfu est affair I would rather me ack t el ime some other way M hat would be better. You have alway ee! the reason for your disappearance tha u toA overheard the Porthieus plan to have pronounced irresponsible and put away it f some priv ate retreat T nat was the trut IT “But when this is discovered **Go now to the iré, ( ‘ him that while you were gett supper the aog be ) l Say that you got frightened, there alon and slipped out and made for the towr t ‘ That's all you need tell anybod I'll re move the traces of my having been ther ! t mr and then we will push along for the tow: An Nobody can tell just wher pened. It might have been later in the 4 ‘ night. I don’t want to get n myself.” ‘ in ‘*What will they thi: A ‘ ‘ ‘Just another mysterious criminal aff: tant the oth | Everything points to the pursuit of rene not e beer gades or informers and vengeance on then You need not enter into it at a All you l have to say is that you slipped out the Alist house and made for town in a roundabout mer the way because you were frightened at the t t behavior of the ‘ rh wl t alone might be expected to d It leave t nothing to question you a it et a | “What about Fancl inque “*He doesn’t look in at a Th thing of then has all the work of the classic treatment « dealt the traitors to a criminal or | conspiracy, even to the blunderbu | had rigged it merely as a } be more true to form. Just » would expect of bombers eee ; lta points to their having been |} and retreating to what looke é chateau farm in which to n You Slipped out in the dar} " began to Day Poor Lo He wa must be 1 ne I \ must Keep out of Ut! \ ( guard against tne ) owd I thir a Isle a lew i nes you aiter w That’ lt Yes, and st w eve

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Hard starting and winter lubrication Why cold weather demands ,——— ~~... an added margin of safety. T lis a fact that one oil often makes the I starting of your engine much easier another. Which oil will give the reate a 1 this respect? Che Mobiloil engineers have studied the winter lubrication of your car from every ing] analyses printed here give a quick glimpse of their studies of two of 1¢ 1927 models. From these studies they Make the chart your guide -_ as J - i N (

i {AKE THI HART YOUR GUIDI | Hi G M ] i f | I wh | ¢ 8 t Ga M ; ( ( , | If c } te = ————————————————————— = 1927 1926 | 1925 | 1924 | NAMES ¢ YF [ t ws ] 2 y — “T at? PASSENGER | t |

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prescribe in the winter column of the Mobiloil Chart of Mobiloil which will give you the greatest margin of the grade safety in cold weather The Mobiloil Chart will show you the oil which will give you the greatest free dom from hard starting, oil dilution, ex- cessive use of the choke, strain on the and other winter difficulties battery

NAS A Nash models crankshaft lubrication A gear pum] main crankshaft, crankpin, ca H now feature the seven-bearing and a full torce feed system of der pressure to all shaft, and rocker supplies oil un arm bearings. Piston-pins, cylinder walls, pistons and ring

are thoroughly lubricated with oil metered throug! holes in connecting rods The oil supply in the crankcase is passed through an filter purific supply of lubricant throughout moving parts a clean An agitator beneath the oil pump screen protects the in- oil This constant ation assures take against stoppage of any nature. Air cleaners are standard on all models Our engineering and research work, analysis, confirmed by extensive necessity for an character of Gargoyle Mobiloil “A” 7, 1926 and 1925 models For 1924 and earlier cars, using the force feed and splash Mobiloil Arctic is Gargoyle Mobiloil test indicates the oil with body and for summer operation in 192

lubrication, Gargoyle winter, systems o! recommended. In Arctic in all models usc

HE present Cadillac engine is of 8-cylinder, 90°V, L-head construction and is provided with a centrif ugal pump to circulate the cooling water. A thermo statically-controlled shutter is mounted in front of th radiator to insure the maintenance of efficient operat ing temperatures. Cast-iron pistons of conventional design are used fitted with three piston-rings abov the pis control ring. ton-pin, the lowest one being a special oil The engine is lubricated by a force feed system. A gear pump mounted outside the crankcase delivers ol under pressure to all crankshaft, crankpin and cam shaft bearings and to the timing-chain and sprocket All other engine parts are lubricated by the oil from the lower connecting-rod bearings. A large oil screen prevents sediment from entering the oil pump intake by the special oil filter and the crankcase ventilating and contamination of the oil is greatly retarded system Our thorough analysis of Cadillac design confirmed by extensive laboratory and field experience indicates that on the present series car most efficient lubrication under summer conditions will be insured by the us of Gargoyle Mobiloil “BB.” For previous models which were not equipped with the crankcase vent lator, use Gargoyle Mobiloil “A” in summer. Under winter operaung conditions an oil of greater is necessary tO insure ready starting and positive « circulation, Consequently Gargoyle Mobiloil Arctic is recommended for all models

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the prese sé i the ) Tal > aor ¢ é ‘ ‘ e¢ Va St NI l ippointments ely, any of the taken the tar er making the gt i. Sturgees ird irges n the after y ‘ r forg " ever yet a omer from Lanca- dently came to us ara or read oO One look Lady Duff st would be at low at and dumpy, | e trimming, i is places. Ir ng I was very for she looked a tually had a e her bad figure seemed equally rut neverthele kly and wit wed her out, feel { never returr was wrong In she was back, ne, and insisting t be attended this time | herself. Ther ip. My beaut ed! She L ere 1 the , Ladys! “ trut Mpossi ble THE SATURDAY EVENING POST FASHIONS FOR Whe FAMO!

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exceeding well, would give it ner imme diate personal attention and send it wing nr on as quickly as possible ke 1 listing of It so happened that my employer was experimenting at receptions and great that time with those floaty , soft, sea-water greens, and had lian rajahs and developed a dress that was almost breath taking, so star ng e ts beauty. One needed to be tall, stately and ( ndence fair to wear it well, to give it a flair and lif ecelve et < was tall and stately, but a quiescent type. We ils before making felt it was not exactly the model to suit her. But when a etches and searcl cable came, asking us to hurry the dress, as she was leaving tiresome task Derajat, we decided to send it on magina As the weeks ran into months, I was rather surprised to entury it was not receive no word from Mrs. Blank. I felt that no one could wear the pastel wear that dress without writing in appreciation to the e colors and the maker of it. Then at last a letter came—a letter in a THE SATURDAY EVENING POST

February 19,1927 young captain's wife was not interested in gowns, and had not been for some time, until this one arrived According to her letter, up to that time she had beer most unhappy Another woman, an extremely wel dressed person, had, she thought, caused her unhappine She had been about to announce her intention of returni: to England, when the Duff-Gordon creation arrived. After

a first and natu behind her and ad

ted the dress as her very own. Ther she wore it to a function where comparisons could result in her

Her husband astonisned a t ! 1 ve] es f made-—she, it seems, was tall, stately and glowin

again forgot all other women in the world but his wife ~ . ee — Through this dress, dishonorably acquired as it was, she

belonged to blondes strange handwriting. The signature was that of a Mrs. felt she had regained her happines Inclosed was a cher f a dress or the Blank, but one entirely unknown to us. I shall never for- for double the amount of the bill. It was her birthday ‘ ember whether the get that letter mone she A short docu wrote, and she | ( ved ment of confes vished to share for sion it was, an half of it wit nd € inalysis of this the person wih woman's emo packed and sent ed tior the dress ] ring. I haven't It seemed, by gave twenty | ne Just then La ly some fluke of the four guineas t | post at tne In i dazed young | Lad dian end, or woman by the | through anerror name of Marie | lela Wa laugned made by the without offering { Lad and young woman any explanatior Buck Byte depron Tt tive Snoe- maker of the ld bromide who had 1 shoes himself or f his childrer | 1 } Duf (yr raor ae gned and had many clothes made especia ror ner owr wear sne als saw to it that her employe Were W aressed some times at her owr expense At ir tervals she « dered complets trousseaus é eT tr ing cor erning her wa f the utmost Lae ae daintiness ani Marion, the Second of Lady Duff:-Gordon's Models plendor She ised to sav she in charge of our was the reincarnation of Marie Antoinette, and she be- shipments — we lieved it too! Indeed, she is the most queenly person I never knew defi- have ever known, her eve ry gesture a r¢ yal one Alth oug! nitely-—-the sea- there must be a certain amount of artificiality in the atmos green gown _ phere of any dressmaking establishment, with each persor went astray striving to gain or maintain some effect, Lady Duff-Gordor Our Mrs. Blank was always preaching against this quality in the character had left for Ir of heremployes. She was forever telling us to strive toward dia when it ar- a higher goal. Whatever her psychology may have lacked rived, and to indepth, it made up in sincerity; if some of the sentiment this stranger it were a bit naive, she showed a real interest in the circle of was delivered, in our lives as it touched hers A Recent Photograph of the Queen of Spain al its fresl When Jack London’s book. The Call of the W ild. w beauty A being read and discussed by all sorts and types, Her Lad I me Her cording to her letter, she had opened it out of sheer cur ship gave each of us a copy in which she inscribed some he efu vorded osity. Our label was on the outside of the box, and as she — uplifting sentiment over her signature. She believed Ja mment iusiIng had never dealt wit} Lady Duff-Gordon, nor dreamed of London’s dog character, Buch in inspirational figure t I e an old doing so, she had a certain amount of fear and trepidatior think of in a desire ‘‘to soar above others,” as she called e ¢ inte W he he saw a beautiful dress before her, it was quite a She was ve ser is about this, and went one day t le \ iwie feminine gesture t hold it up to her figure bef reamyirror jeweler’s, where she ordered bro hes for each ne tu Dyed nd i er astonishment, it seemed her size. The next step They were tiny golden of Bu resting on sma was to try it on, and she found it fitted so well, so perfectly wings, a isym! I soaring Fora gy time thereatte { wit ‘ i n each detail/ she wondered for the moment if a generous — each girl came to work with a little Buck brooch pinned t e Was ar l iunt in England had not sent it to her as a surprise Fee her blouse nspire her to a greater effort advancing e nee \ ng through the tissue paper in which it was wrapped ‘ ! e! Vil ire t top lr knew this ¢ ildn't be true There w is an envelope but it We always had abla it in the establishment ! l elected several new held no letter— only the bill. When she saw that. she wrote, hree stat aristocrat ws there were also—brow e had been awa he knew most certainly the dress was not intended for her Bobbie; the mother of Marmood, also brown; and Iswood ‘ ‘ \ ing capta wife in the Indian army didn’t buy severe black, of whom Her Ladyship w ery fond. B

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Quality awe ee (guards Buick Leadership OMOBILES One refinement after another suggests the loyalty to qu which prevails in the manufacture of the Buick m tor cal For years volume savings have been devoted to the enricl ment of Buick quality and value, until Today, the Buick engine is vibrationless formance that startled the motor car industry Today, Buick is the only car with the Sealed Cha guard the efhciency of every working part And the car with the Vacuum Ventilator, which prevent oil dilution and kex ps noxious engine fumes out | Car interiors. Many other excellent and exclusive features testify to tl never-ending search by Buick for the new and better thing Quality is the strength of Buick, and a dominating 1 for leadership in sales. Only an extraordinary product could deserve the universal public approval which today bel I i a to Buick. RINCY MOTOR CoM, AN ¥ ARE BU

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~ Ie, W THE SATURDAY EVENING POST lal GO WIEST? = By filllbert W. Allwooe! February 19,1927 vledge = t entvte r + F Wi ente I ‘ ‘ { “Whe 1 yy ‘ thle aske ‘ ess { y } man vw ’ : ew vi us ’ , most tan — netitut . re] My or gy to n { f ( ti i py init é ) Oursé L Ca g 1 e in New \ mMeayY r ? else eve nt t Lf wiedge t n I | ! be n Toledo with whor t had be ( ndir iid ar ¢ ‘ irgest "7 , ; merce ( | We ies Mount Wilbur From McDermott Lake, Glacier National Park, Montana — , arge ' f We mpared with older por his has always been the case, and there is no « lence i t unless he id t or 1 vette t i imn te nda pe na that the American people ave change their habits. Per vnere ne was mibe f people. I say ‘‘still”’ | Lust haps the automobile has even accentuated the tenden« Some of the ndustric \ f t made that the d West is gone many folks to seek a « nge in fortune by a throug! eyele depression rece \ t isand times t t the frontie: r hange of base Florida and California are } but affe the whole area lr} i 1 ( f imm e tract I ire | S18 a large yuntry Mar p le in one section Car grazing and mining. U is heer n ¢ tunit wl | ied a Sale I be expected to know about the « aitions in another 1 ‘ the past istant pastures are iys greenest, and the hope of fir The Geography of Opportunity ng a pot ol g id at the end of the rainbow is not dead as Distant Pastures Always Greenest et in the hea f men. There is always t chan¢ HERE are only a few large citie loing bett na untry that new than the one left has scores of then The bulk of the We no more; ! the 1 | behir The Easterner may not find the new West so f the country have their main office ‘ rn f inging the time 1 f exot the 1 West the d f but when he n New York, but with numbers in « Joston, ( t mer » West as mu is ever f changes he lool f ymething new and different, and cago, Philadelphia, Cleveland, Detroit a St. I { t | i count v the West st ts that descript one believes that big business ( n ! may and en do mplet It would be strange d, if t mov wholly tunity, then the East is the place, be I t t ntire tune | t least in ar r ire. 7] f enougl that big busine ente t nothe t unt to ma people want to m e, andt eis Continued on Page 40 not the tradition to keep them on the i fixed e, that still exerts ur } 1 ean countries write popular newspa imn med in despa r né L) \ ir () ul \ rseil lle wer n to say that he was burdened th le rom readers, cou dir me inguage ast! ‘Wil uu Die se ad which part of the country and whi ve sh d go to? We would like to ! ( l t tate where there are more ivant f Your articles on the Sout! ind West interest us very mu Do you eally belleve there are opy turities there i fam 1 4s ours? so, from your! tra which state or city would you recom 1 in ed ‘I do wish read f 1 not t me to assume any spons ty Kach one of us must Zion Et Gobernador, National Park, Utah

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Only 5 months old and _ 770 you see it everywhere I) the ent ISTUASTHA }) mia rded the ntroduces new and vital fi ) ] ) ] + + ) + . ] @, . ton . ) Panel Body Type of the Pontiac Six De Luxe = mercial transportation... . Pow Deliverv, the Oa ind Motor Car Com] in famous Pont ic OIX engine, t 1) | tound conclusive proof that t yusInes Delivery is ‘Skeyved to trafiic.”’ I 1] | ] ] ] ] world has long needed and wanted d pen of creeping along in cong able six-cylinder transportation at low cost. accelerating rapidly t \ wide variety of trades immediately accepted vhen conditions pet t. Ih - the Panel Body ‘Type for their delivery ser and dependability keep t , } ice and the success of ie Fo ic IX fo le road day afte > commercial purposes was at once established \nd its low first cost, Now 4 Jaklanad gor { } r toward ioW maintenance cost ’ 1 A } 1 ’ } ] 1 complet ly revolution ng commercial trans ( 1 by anv other cor t ] ¢ > ] 1 j j portation by announcing the ocreen Body parable quality, ability ar lype De Luxe Delivery .... A new order production only five mont of commercial car appearance originates inthe — ary design has already creat De Luxe Delivery. Low, rak ines mark mand for the Pontiac Six De Luxe Deliy both the Panel Body Type and the Screen... See the nearest Oakland-Po | ; , , | Body ‘Type as distinct innovations in thet and Nave him explain tl many advantag } ° ] 71 1 } ’ 1 : ' i neiad. \n L brilliant, easily cleaned Duco com emvodied the latest Oa i! tt es ] ¢ ti _ —_ he ' am] pietes ne attractive appeara Ce Gr te Cars. « « a4 ;

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 19,1927 Continued from Page 38 : poor boy who leaves t y t intr ip mr the ¢ tore in asma city and twenty years later re ts ! i home m one he Rocky Mour a millionaire; and there is the boy who would ‘ i ma me along and beat have become a substantial tizen il he had or ) VI irm in the West, o remained in the old home, and grows into a pen! i t d r pra less wanderer by leaving it \ invt g else gy bu One-third of the population left t | t \ e the g businesse some years ago when the crops failed ald a ve! successful Western agriculturist w nas stuck t ‘ West ar one loc: lity ‘I know them all, and I can test nd mostly managed f f that three-quarters of them would be bette: g mining and utility and today if they had remained here and kept rig H | i ewW vears severa on growing the same product lent pu itility and oil com One could hardly pick out a more ut ( gar t { which that literary center than Salome Arizona M 1 leer ive passed into young men and women who are ambitious to write r Wall Street hold beat it for New York City at a sts. The late ; Dick Wick Hall lived out on the desert and mad ‘ é ve large er the few buildings that sur ded s* e st t none ind caring fo tion a nationally famous oas He merely made 1estion to raise the best of his life as he found it, and he made it ing man W not find count Init e wealt and population Art is not alone in being long Success I! ] Perhaps the West merely seems the ness, farming or a professional caree ften re ecause of the unquestioned quires years, which the impatient and restle \ tlemar ng in tne not give Their idea is to seek fortune t I t ( t re one and then Y ar ther pla t ' ire the outside Attracting Work to the Workers retary at the St. Peter 1 used tu see the Grand Duke Alexi NOME parts of the West, of course, attract mors fe would leave far more impor » restless spirits than others. In all the healt th me about the West. Grand centers there is naturally a heavy turnover it New York were the vaguest population, a large transient element. One sn vould talk by the hour of how city in the Southwest is said to have from 20 to 3000 float ng sick people at all time It is often said that the problem of Los Angele A Mountain Resort in Arizona e } when we hear men is to attract enough industries to provide jol p or met an old the West they mean the people who flood into the city In a sense I hey are not merely expressing There is no cold calculation concerning the openings or the problem of the whole Southwest, or of any othe t { the count the lure fferings. There is merely a blind desire, oftentimes rea- climate-attracting region, is slightly different n sonable enough, to get away from old and into new sur- and amore difficult one. It is to provide it w lings people who are getting over beings an W The Trail of the Itching Foot here is no use prea ng about it. We can say that if relapse to their old difficulty eople were at peace with themselves they would not w In one of the smaller cities of the Southwest, wl \ (i I nad ed lor several years on a ngiy be pulled up by the roots and transplanted to new sper alized on attracting the health seeker, the manager aa ille t f | wn in the West finally ind strange scenes. We can deprecate the restlessness of the boosting organization was asked whether man ney and had to go towork. A good the old pioneer, brought up to date by adding a desire to people attracted by his advertisement vith whor t excellent future wa tained for him i: make money in a hurry and without work. We can laug} had corresponded wanted work } it the idea, so prevalent and so often fallacious, that it is ‘*Many of them do, but the ones that come don't,” wa . I i that ne wa 1 Or the place and ! t the man that count nis reply “We tell them that this 1 a neait! ty W is t eturn t Nothing more ¢ iin than that change of | atic ne r ¢ lg bs to go around Wet t ea ite ed t lf n t t est I aoe not 1 ( t meal my vement Chere the ! tal it it Wed lrage them m t { W ‘ don't feel it ght to ge ther ( inde ‘ , pretensé The Northwest has 1 aeve ed as a ealt esort. In Nevada tl . ir 1u¢ » the herit t nar mit la People went t r n 1¢ those W pelheve ‘ the state and nave hig de r its future n ris Nevada the or t mountain and desert stat \\ I wl n this true \ seeking to accumulate enough to go to southe t é California or Florida New York to live ithe Yet if we follow then to Southern Caiilornia the element oO! social sta ‘ bility is not much if ar é i great i It is ul mr thing to fir é communiti¢ t if rtne part 1 the ti turning out 20 ve , Transporting Big Timber in Oregon Continued on Page 42

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(CC JHIS little Mar ) hacheen intl Hast neva the 1dea was there just ion | iaht k of ‘most everybody's mind tor years. Perhaps not tangibly, but the same. It was the one development— probably more anticipated than any 1°] ie umstory of automobiles, em of acar that s actually \ Il conscious t ol 1g a car that ZIPs ough trafic and can show a real honest seventy miles per hour Oy } road. RR 1; ¢ + ] NIGING ease lat actually QI\ vou a five, or even sev thot dol ar fe | I n I ; \ true osmopoltan OO 3 Na ( Its Sud wel 1-91 | | i iN nportatr ew ( ie the ng of aute eS Nov \W l mo t Ya obile ( ly | or ) if \ 1 th C litt le ) MARY

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Continued from Page 40 those who have the » his own opportunity. He traditions and connections hout denying in ing so large as it does in the readiness to start life over Husiness or \ man in the THE SATURDAY EVENING POST a very real one—which is sure to be sei zed upon stuff in them sense, the newcomer in the West should and must has broken loose from old t He is in a new environment can and should do new thi any way the enormous variety and f business openings in the East, it is at least a fair j whether a man cannot do something entirely he West with rather less disturbance to things as ya position or a business does not seem to loom There is rather more again, decidedly less fear of nor is there any question that people change from occupation to another with fewer questions ith less raising of the eyebrows than in the East had large investments in lumber and ilities. TI In the lroom ese he sold out and moved to the Pacific course of time he reinvested his money in and danci ig-pavi n might moment's smile Not so in the enterprise. This f investments have caused his Eastern Side of the Cascade Range in Sait Creek Canyon. and Hewed a Great Lane Through Forests in Building This Road omptly took l wed the crowd to a big mining camp, but to get t g ir as to y that there are actua ocla ! estment in the Fast. It is not so clear-cut B it there are ines which are not drawn or even 1 the West pprentice to a linen merchant in Ireland landed in a tate during one of the ear] l-estate booms to driving a hack. A little later he fol 4 instead of try into the mining game he at once undertook to he miners with drinking water he died a few years ago he owned one of the mines. The point of the story, however, is that ju t apitalize the new emerger the need Thousands of por t Ss have sen to high positions in West. But something in the spirit and ranization of Western encourages a quick change of base on the part of wit nitiative Westerner argue ind not without a show of reason re is more tolerance in his country than in the ward the hap wt ! ed t tart le anew seems to | é pride about making a change, and ess fear in asking help from others. There are idit t ne, certain] Possibly there is les tow i the man w aow! S KNOCKI! | February 19, 1927 In fact, this tolerance of starting life anew has its draw backs, although in the main it is one of the most valuabk features of life in the West Now and then a news imbued with the spirit of change that he insists meriss upon going into a new occupation, although his surest bet may be t stick to what he knows a although that He says he is sick of the old gam happens to be the very line most lil produce profits There is no little force in the argument that if one want a job the East is the place, portunity in life the goal, then the West has much to offer In the business is more highly organized, and the tenden¢ great numbers of people is to fit ir t r r snugly and safely rather than go out and orgar n me Ves You cannot join a group of men in the West wit hearing a conversation about empire They talk, as matter of course, of this or that district being an empir The East is more of an empire than the West so fa wealth is concerned, but people who talk that way in East are considered mildly nutty Thus on never surprised to find Harvard and Yale men it mote little Rocky Mountain ages, filling sma nooks l'here may have been more wealth and f more actual opport t the | but the pre adividuallty isnotso hal! to Keel n the West A Larger Niche a inadorned trut! that o a large niche the West wit ‘ Si ¢ i t More re en throwr Wa mie Ta I new formed bant ait! if wit! it bar g experience. He re mained wit the ba twent ea eventua becoming president. The We aiong I ie ne be came president of a grea m¢ I establishment Speaking of his career aid “ in t change t iriet my experience for any gift. I admit tha the ime of bu ( profit n tl I st at is part a 4USE i then e intense Railroad Engineers Cut Through Solid Rock specialization, and I be ieve that is the gener te ler everywhere B we st have ve ttle specializat ind therefore 1 confinement in a gro e, and, | fee itu aeve pment oft the ind lai tile rhe write in thir fa numbe f men in Ar na for example, overlap whole states, w think and act n terms nterstate | ect Che same men in the East would be respectable, polished, self-satisfied member ol law, banking, engineering and whole e firms; useftu citi but with no thought beyond the wr uy ind social e ‘] agree with you that there are more jobs in the said Irving E. Vining, president of the Oregon State Chan ber of Commerce, in reply to my Inquir! But so man} them are mere routine conventiona rf It exceptional young fellow who can get ahead there. It 1 quires more initiative in the East to accomplis} } anew idea goes tal nthe West In the Kast a new idea is smothered up; it can’t push forwar without disturbing so much else because of the interre itions rhe spirit of the West is that every tomorrow is better than today. There is the West in eve man; it’s part his boy} ood days We here in the West want to reclain that desire in men just as much as we want to reclaim dese land, and we believe we can offer a personal chance that es { mere e¢ it What Is conver! nal thar t! Continued on Page

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ipped; then she shrugged You can never tell about Sarah. She he most frightful rows when you ee no reason for them, and behaves when you expect her to it she'll have to take her f iambkKIn Bi edicine ke the rest of us.”’ It will be seen the decision had been 1. The Cross family was to trans- tself from the soil in which it had , " , lil was to adventure, like ans 1, exotic, flowering shrub new climate and a different garden é t must adapt itself or perish Presently Sarah came in, buoyant, ex- ted as always, dark, keen, flashing, and er bit of a hat upon the davenport. Rotten show,’’ shesaid. ‘‘ Rotten music, d that man is a washout.” Sit down and draw a breath,”’ said War- re He cleared his throat. ‘‘How’d you ke to leave New York?” ah ned from the mirror witha quick, t, birdlike motion of her head. ‘‘ You w the answer to that one,’’ she said. up another that’s louder and fun- ip in Vermont where we'd 1 house and have a car?”’ I i town 1 And do what with both of them?” ih asked. ‘‘Grow pumpkins?” ‘You might as well get used to the idea,”’ net said a trifle belligerently. ‘‘On the t of the month we move to Barchester, and that’s that.” irah stared moment, made a little grimace with nose and mouth, and turned her head from one to the other. ‘‘ Well, I'll darned!"’ she said almost casually. ‘I’m ing to nate it!’’ With that she went out of the room to- vard her own chamber, leaving Warren nd his wife in a state of relief and amaze- rand baggage “She's a waggled his head h beyond me,” he said \nyhow we can give thanks she didn’t kick and scream,” said Janet. But I'm sorry for the kid. It'll be -se on her than on us.” Janet said emphatically. it can t be im N‘ YTHING could be seen through the AN and the mist save the dingy faded nt of the station and a few drunken } ‘7 , ra imber piles off at the right. It was dark i cold. The journey from New York, ts changes of trains and waits, had een irritatingly irksome, and no member f the Cross family was in cheerful humor. Warren helped down his wife and sister to he soggy platform, and there they stood ring Heavens!" exclaimed Janet, shoulders iwn together and teeth chattering. e had made up her mind to hate Bar- ter, and somehow it lifted her spirits i it worse than her imaginings. She t with satisfaction that her husband vore a harrie ewildered look, and did ppear to know what to do next. Wives way of deriving satisfaction from their husbands’ moments of incompetency. We he asked, ‘“‘aren’t we going to omething \re we going to stand here ' 2 ‘ a e fre country rain,” said t} ! eferring back to certain emt ( ner brocher to paint ira their future home. ‘here must be a eab or something,” W arre i ning to a fat man in ove iSkKé liow a ve get to the te Bus'll be e in a minute, I guess ithin’ must ept m,’’ was the an- we Then a fliv ished up dismally to itform econd fat man ap peared, wearing er raincoat and boots 1 weste was rather more than e® was chu ind nis wet neeKs THE SATURDAY EVENING POST NEIGHBORS (Continued from Page 5) gleamed red as he passed a lighted win- dow. Evidently a healthy person. ‘Folks goin’ to the hotel,’’ said the first fat man. “Git in then,”’ said the second fat man, eying them amiably. ‘‘ Kind of wet, hain’t it? Got any baggage checks? Git in and I'll be with you in a minute.” They got into the car and shrank from the clammy wet surface of the leather up- holstery. “T thought they always had reception committees and bands in these towns to meet arriving notables,”’ said Sarah. Presently their driver returned, taking ample time to settle himself comfortably. “Hain’t Mr. Cross, be ye?”’ he asked. ‘‘Got a letter from him reservin’ rooms.” “I'm Mr. Cross,” said Warren, without warmth. ‘*Pleased to meet ye," said the fat man, extending a soggy hand. Sarah giggled. They splashed away into the wet dark- ness, turned acutely, the tires making a dis- tressing soughing sound in the mud, and commenced the descent of a hill. Nothing was visible save yellow lights now and then, muffled by the rain. No one seemed to be abroad. They crossed a tiny bridge and proceeded for a few hundred yards along the level, and then, turning to the left, crossed an- other bridge. Store fronts were to be seen dimly on either hand, and the black, im- pending bulk of maples. With a jerk they turned into a driveway and stopped be- neath a porte-cochére. ‘**Here we be,”’ said the driver in. I'll fetch your luggage.” They walked, shivering, along a broad veranda fronted by white columns and en- tered a spacious doorway, to come face to face with a broad fireplace in which burned amiably a great log upon its carefully pre- served bed of ashes. Over the fireplace were a pair of flintlocks crossed over a huge pewter tray, and rush-bottomed armchairs were grouped in a half circle, occupied by men who became silent suddenly and eyed the newcomers furtively. Janet and Sarah scrutinized these men as furtively as they themselves were being appraised, and found not a tailored suit among them. One man, who had been wearing a straw hat, re- moved it and arose. ‘*Maybe the ladies ‘ud like to get up by the fire,” he said “Thank you,” Warren said shortly. He was embarrassed, ill at ease, conscious of the scrutiny, and wholly without knowledge of how to conduct himself in this emer- gency, or to estimate the place and quality of these loungers. However, the driver, who turned out to be also the proprietor of the hotel, saved him prolonged annoyance by appearing breezily “‘Cal’late you want to go to your rooms,” he said. “I'll show ye up. ‘Tend to regis- terin’ later. This way.”’ He led them through a door and up car- peted stairs to the second floor, then along a corridor to a selected door, which he “Go right opened. ‘‘Adjoinin’ rooms, with bath between,” he said amiably. ‘‘ Anythin’ else?”’ “Nothing, thank you,’ said Warren, and reached into his pocket. ‘“‘When can we have dinner?” ‘*Supper’s ready in ten minutes,” said the fat man, eying with some amazement the fifty cents Warren extended to him, comprehended its meaning finally and grinned to exhibit a broken front tooth ‘What's that fer? Seems like we don’t do much tippin’ up this way.” It wasn’t a rebuke; it was not ungra- cious; it was simply the statement of a fact; but Warren blushed furiously as if he had been caught in some outrageous gaucherie. ‘*Come down to the dinin’ room whenever you git ready,” said the fat man; and out he waddled, stepping wide and betraying a great wrinkle across the back of his ill- fitting coat. The door closed upon him “Tt’s clean!’’ exclaimed Janet, who had been allowing her eyes to dart about the room. “T’m going to catch him and exhibit him,” Sarah said pertly. “Catch whom?” “The fat one who wouldn't take a tip. I thought it was against the law to refuse tips.”’ **And there’s a regular bathroom,” Janet said. ‘“‘It’s all neat, anyhow,” she said grudgingly. ‘“‘You run along and change, Sarah. I’m hungry.” “Funny nobody from the mill came to meet me,”’ Warren said aggrievedly. ‘‘They knew I was coming tonight.” Twenty minutes later they went down to supper in the bare but meticulously clean, almost blatantly neat, dining room. There was no menu card, but a nice-looking girl in white recited to them the dishes of the eve- ning. The food was plain but excellent; the biscuits were noteworthy, and it was their first experience of being served with maple sirup as a dessert — little sauce dishes filled with what they never would have recognized as maple sirup from its color. It was not of a reddish shade, as was all the sirup they ever had encountered, but was more the tint of champagne. Weary as they were, and inclined to be despondent, there was no conversation. Finished with their maple sirup, they pushed back their chairs and returned to their rooms. “Warren,” said Janet, “if you'll open these trunks and then clear out, I'll pack away our things.” ““Can’t I help?”’ he asked, without en- thusiasm. Janet sniffed. Warren descended again, but a glance told him the rain was still falling dismally, so he returned and dropped into a chair before the fireplace. He was alone. The others who had occupied those chairs were still at their supper. He lighted a cigarette and sat back to enjoy the blaze and his own heavy thoughts. . . . Rain! There would be many rainy nights, and what would they do with them? In New York one could step into the Subway and reach a theater Presently three men issued from the din- ing room, one of them picking his teeth leisurely and appearing to derive deep sat- isfaction from it. They selected chairs, sat down with sidewise glances at Warren and lighted cigars. After a time the man with the toothpick spoke. ‘All wrong, Jim,” he said. “‘They ought to be made to pay every cent, and regular interest too. They owe it, don’t they? Borrowed it, didn’t they? Well?” “It was everybody’s war,” replied the man addressed as Jim. ‘‘We didn’t get in to help at the start, and we didn’t have such a sight of men killed, nor the sufferin’ they did. Seems like the least we could do is forget them foreign debts.”’ A new figure had come in from outside a young man, tall, angular, with lean face, gray eyes, rather pronounced cheek bones, faded reddish hair, and lips which appeared to be locked shut by some unfailing device in his prominent chin. Warren glanced at him carelessly, then studied his face with interest It commanded his attention, though it was not the face of a gentleman as that term is understood in the neighbor hood of Wall Street. It was not a carefully tended face, though smoothly shaven. Its owner appeared to have been careless about leaving it out in the weather. About his clothing he seemed to have been equally thoughtless; what he wore evidently had been purchased with the sole thought of covering his person, and not at all for its embellishment. His hands were large and his feet were large. But there was some thing about him which marked him as an individual He leaned over the back of a rocker lis- tening until the man named Jim had fin- ished, then he uttered a dry cough, a sort of February 19,1927 clearing of the throat preparatory to bring- ing into action the little-used machinery of his voice. ‘‘Own any Liberty Bonds?”’ he asked. “Yes,” ““Hope to be paid back what they cost you?” “You bet!” “Who pays ’em back?’ “The Government to Washington.” ‘““Where does it get the money to pay back?” Jim thought a moment. guess.” “Pay any?” ““A durn sight more’n I like.” “Where'd the Government get the money it loaned to these foreign countries?’ ‘I dunno. Taxes, maybe.” “‘Liberty Bonds,” said the young man. “About a third of every Liberty Bond you own was loaned abroad.”’ , “Huh!” said Jim doubtfully, waiting for the next development “Feel like accepting two-thirds of the face value of your bonds and letting it go at that?” ‘Not by a jugful!”’ “Feel like paying a third more taxes and giving it to France and Italy and the rest?”’ ““Not by a darn sight!” “That,” said the young man, “‘is what canceling the foreign debt means.” Warren continued to scrutinize this young user of the Socratic method of developing an argument. He was surprised. He was more than surprised, for even he himself, accustomed to finance as he was, had never thought of the matter in the light in which this young man presented it. Here was clear, concise thought, the swift checkmat ing of an opponent in argument. He was even mildly surprised at the subject matter of the argument; that men in this distant village so far from financial centers should be interested in such matters. He did not know that it was in such places as this, by such voices as these, that public opinion for the country is created; that it is so that men are lifted to eminence and parties car ried forward to victory; that it is such lit tle gatherings as this, in such little places as this, that rule the United States of Amer ica. He was sitting at the fountainhead of republican government and did not know it. Presently Warren arose, feeling very awkward and out of place, but giving an impression of aloofness and offishness which he did not intend, and walked toward the stairs. Silence fell as several groups of eyes followed him. “Tt’s him,” said the man called Jim as Warren passed out of earshot “Kind of uppish.” ‘Looks like he set store by himself.”’ The young man of the Socratic method pried open his lips again after that prepara- tory clearing of the throat. ‘I didn’t no tice anybody making him feel to home,”’ he said; and without waiting to note the effect of his words, turned and walked out into the rain Warren opened the door to find his wife sitting on the floor surrounded by piles of clothing from their trunks. She was cry ing; down her cheeks ran silent tears which she was at no trouble to wipe away “Oh, Ren,” she said, “it’s so darn still! If only a taxi horn would squawk or an ele vated train go by! It’s —it’s worse than I thought.”’ He agreed with her; the quiet appalled him, made him feel so remote, so strange He had a feeling of being exiled, impris- oned, and a dreadful sensation of impend ser Taxes, I ing monotony. What would there be to do? He looked down at Janet helplessly. How Her weeping in- Is apprehensions In addition to could he comfort her > creased | all he saw and conjectured and feared, was Janet going to go on like this? Imagine coming home to a wife who was always crying with homesickness or the monotony of it! Continued on Page 49 |

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Continued from Page 44) ” “Listen, Janet he commenced, and something in his tone touched the hair trigger of the nervous tension under which she suffered “Oh, shut up!’ burying her face in the counterpane, she burst sobbing Janet had behaved like this only once or twice during the years of their married life, and it frightened and bewildered him now as it had done before. And being frightened and bewildered he became angry —angry He knew that dreadful feeling of helplessness which all husbands come to know; he felt that he was being treated unfairly, and he wanted to argue about it. He wanted her to stop and to admit that she was treating him unfairly and to be sorry for it. Probably a million husbands have known this same wish in comparable circumstances, but never a one it fulfilled. Here was a splendid commencement of a bitter night, which neither of them desired, but wh both seemed to head for, urged by some irresisti- said; and then, lean, cool, white storm of she into a and desperate has seen ich ble contrariness Suddenly Sarah appeared in the bath- room door- in a negligee which might have caused Barchester’s eyes to pop from its head. She wrinkled her nose at the spec- tacle ‘Shush!”’ she said peremptorily. ‘Lay ff Ren, you boob off the family repartee! can't you see she’s so tired she’s on the ‘lear out while I verge of a conniption? ( put her to bed.”’ ‘Il don’t you throwing any fits,” Warren said untactfully She looked at him cornerwise. “‘ Maybe,”’ she said, “‘you think this promised land led us to make me feel see you've doesn’t ike it.’ Not being wholly bereft left the room and descended the stairs again. No one was in the office but the chubby proprietor, who looked up amiably from his chair behind the desk. ‘We don’t have weather like this all the time,”’ he said, with a grin which displayed that remaining half of a front tooth. ‘“‘Some- times it’s worse.’ Warren smiled wryly. ‘‘Have you any dea how long it will take for our furniture he asked. of reason he to get here?”’ ‘No idee.”’ ‘*By the way, who was the young man who came in while I sat here before—the one who squelched the argument about our foreign debts?” ‘‘Name of Knuckles,”’ said the proprie- or, and bent over his books with an air of closing the audience t mr ANET awoke first in the morning and @ got softly out of bed. A singularly bril- liant sunlight, such sunlight as could only follow a downpour, and which owed some- thing of its brilliance to the freshness of leaf and grass after their prolonged drought, made the outside world vibrate. She went to the window, and the life and richness of the air--the cool, tingling, early morning air--caressed her and stirred her hair. She breathed deeply and felt affronted to dis- cover that she felt very well indeed, and far from the tears of weariness and homesickness she had shed the night before Across from the hotel she saw a row of great maples, thick of bole, gigantic, shapely, gleaming green. Above and far beyond rose graciously the slope of the mountain, beau- tiful, restful; and the voice of the river ‘s. To right and to left were very reached her houses gleaming white, so white and clean it seemed as if the painters must but that moment have taken down their ladders. Yet no paintbrush had touched their siding for years. Farther along was the livery barn, also white and clean, and beyond that the road meandered between low-set white houses on one side and white houses upon a little elevation, up which climbed ittle flights of steps, on the other side. She saw no evidences of commerce or in- dustry until she indiscreetly bent over the THE SATURDAY window sill and looked off to the right There was a bridge of red ironwork ar across it a sort of square upon the four corners of which rested stores. She knew them to be stores, though the were { wood and white as the dwe g house One especially well-kept building of two stories was the bank. She imagined cor- rectly that other stores were upon the cross street, but somehow the locality had not the look of a business center. As far as she could see, there was no structure of brick, and no building which did not seem to rejoice in a fresh coat of white She turned from the window to find War- ren sitting up in bed and rubbing his ey He always awakened slowly and found diffi- culty collecting his wits; muttered something unintelligible and ran his fingers through his hair. Then, as if some alarm had sounded, he hurled back the bedclothes and stood in the middle of the floor, blink- ing “Tt’s a lovely morning, “Come and look out.” He went with docility to the window and the fresh air played about his foreh his eyes, sweeping away the fumes of pro- found sleep. He shook his head and blinked again. ‘Gosh,” he said, ‘“‘but I slept! remember going to bed.”’ ves now he 1 and I don't f “I'm sorry I made such an idiot of my- self last night,’’ Janet said ‘But I was worn out and nervous—and that horrid rain. I'm going to make the best of it honestly I am.”’ Warren patted her “We all should he said are, is it?” She looked at her little traveling clock It was 7:30 It’s so still,”’ she said appre hensively Do you suppose it is always so still?” “T wonder when they have break- Is Sarah up?" e Warren made his fast. She went to see wh toilet and got into his clothes. He was thinking about the mill now—how he would get there—if any of these Perrigo men would call at the hotel for him. He wondered what they looked like and what the mills looked like and what sort of office he would find. Perrigo! He visualized these former owners of the mill, who had continued to operate it after it had purchased by the Consolidated— Walter, who ran the mill end; and James, who ran the woods end——and he hoped they would not see fit to make things difficult for him. But he was worried. Men supplanted; and even though he had been directed to retain them in their places if been resent being it should be feasible to do so, he would nevertheless, have to assume a position of authority over them in a business to which they had been born and in which t} ha been raised He went downstairs while Janet dresse There was no one in the office and the di g-room door was closed On the piazza, a row of big rush-bottom«e wkers were tilted, heels in the air and faces dow ward against the wall, and he swung one of these around and sat down Bar- chester! He was here, and New York was way back there somewhere! He mace futile effort to appraise Barchester. There was nothing to appraise. So far as he could see there was nothing but trees and white houses and forest-clad mounta He did not know what to make of it So far he had not seen a living sou t presently a man in a straw hat and s!} sleeves came along and rolled back the door of the livery stable and garage ther a group of Italian laborers passed wit lunch boxes, and a thin old man splashed past in a buggy. It looked as if notl ever had happened there, and as if nothing would ever happen. But he could not der that it was rather pleasing, what he cou see of it, and that view of the distant n tain through the clear vibrant air wa ir questionably beautifu 4 Standard O wagor attere with a young man in a blue el shirt upon the seat, and a rooste we lhe EVENING POST ne wa | At , u ¢ of the ye Her M "ive ‘WY + + No ) a ¢ pile ( Seen is disappeared These, tt future live for in grocer ~ would ma Y yn about the By the time to him he |} ing i was the with the mort **So this,.”’ feel like the bene Is this the t to Probably,”’ W ‘Hea ens Sarah exclaimed hicles and a motor taneous iIpor The ‘ sald The t cheerfulness it solate on sucl from Broadwsé down wit} mre they were miele 1esS cer ¢ lo I re ““Perrigo M ‘Yes.” Wa amite more nt thoug! Or Sn at ross the t eet He found his w on the piazza in touch with t ‘I'll not be gone find something t ‘We'll exp ore,’ He frowned around,” he said Ing last night ‘If we get los quire our way of ‘| to get a he Wi t t with its] ( m eandw al t ‘ rY walke v the A Z ‘ ly Ww hose wa \ i! t | TY } ‘ Law I ey. ~ ‘ wl een Ww ( i 1 ] et “ rye s n of the stree the pause 01 | rn ‘ie . a is Paris she 1] ad seer +}

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Continued from Page 49 e row about it. But he talked t, and he’s my guardian for anot et, so what could I do?” Oh,” said Janet, “SI think I ur It was your fam y who owned the { ross Nas come to take charge ol Grandpa started it and father bu ip—and the boys sold it. And now the

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there too Have you seen it? Lov and I’m sure you'll like it. Suppose n the car i drive up that way

were going to liv ‘Come along then They crowded into the littl whisked away. ‘I haven’t a megaph« Munice said; “‘but outside that, th good a sight-seeing car as any.” ‘Oh!”’ exclaimed Janet, and own bus! I could hug a Subway Twelve months out ol twelve, since nished school “How do you "Sarah \ ask how she could stand it, but that question in mid-career. ‘What ou do? What is there to do? Are nice people nere Come to the dance tonight,’ \ | ] - ald 1 OU ll See US all — all that are Wain “*Where is it?” ‘Memorial Hall—next to the hotel **A publie dance?

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THE SATURDAY ‘“*Let’s go to that dance,”’ said Sarah. ‘ll tell you,” Janet said, “‘let’s go down and sit on the porch, and if the music sounds good we might just look in.”’ They did go down, to be met in the lower hall by Mrs. Knowles, wife of the proprietor of the hotel. They had seen her during the day, but had not encountered her directly. She came up to them smiling so friendly a smile that even these bred New Yorkers recognized the genuineness of it. A round, red-cheeked matron was Mrs. Knowles, who dressed her feet in large and comfortable shoes and did not conform at any point to the modern ideal of the femi- nine fi But her voice was soft, and there was that splendid old New England speech to lend to her a certain distinction. All New Englanders of the real stock pos- sess this distinction when they speak; it is eloquent of cleanly bred race, and in its accents and stresses and archaic forms there s an unconscious dignity. ‘I’m sorry I haven’t had time to speak to you ladies before,”’ she said; ‘‘but what one movin’ in and another movin’ out, and chambermaids what they be, I haven’t had a minute to myself all day. ’Twan’t want you should

gure with lack of friendliness, I

know that.” said Janet, rather amazed at her sensations — first, that she did not find Mrs. Knowles the laughable, crude, small- town character her appearance might have indicated, and second, that she was able to sense no superiority of class in herself. It was apparent Mrs. Knowles sensed no such possibility. ‘‘You must be very busy, in- i ourse,”’

deed.”’ “We hope you'll like it while you’re with us, my husband and I. We want you should feel right to home, and if there’s anything we can do to make you comfort- able is ‘I’m sure we’re as comfortable as can be”? “Now that’s nice. 1 know how ’tis movin’ to a new place. You feel strange and all. I know jest how to feel for you. I was sayin’ to my husband today I must have some ladies in some afternoon this week to meet you. Maybe a dozen or so, and we'll play bridge—them that cares to—and five hun- dred—and some refreshments. Now le’ me see—-Thursday? No, better say Friday.” “Why, Mrs. Knowles ” Janet did not know what to say. Was it correct to know socially the wife of the keeper of this little country inn, and to accept what she offered? To what would it bind her? Would she be making a false step in taking up with the wrong crowd? Mrs. Knowles was incapable of compre- hending such a doubt. ‘‘ Now don’t say a I love to do it Goin’ in to Ab Knuckles gets over good music, I’ll say that for him. "’Twan’'t so word the dance? good before he started in.” ‘*Mr. Knuckles? What has he to do with the dance?”’ ‘He gives ’em. Rents Memorial Hall by the year, and runs the pictures and all. It <e Knuckles kind of takes holt of nobody man- I see you ridin’ with Eunice iin’. Sometimes my heart jest goes out to that girl. Well, you'll be wantin’ to go along now. Mind husband and I want to see you is comfortable as you can be.”’ ‘hank you, Mrs. Knowles,” Janet said, and, when the busy, bustling, kindly woman

else seems to you, my

had hurried on to some unfinished task, she turned to her sister. ‘‘ Well!”’ she ex- aimed ‘And what does one do about that? I -well, it’s one way of doing, I sup- pose ‘I -if I were you, Janet, I wouldn't snub her,’’ said Warren. ‘‘I’m sure she means well.” ‘But a party for me! I never heard of such a thing! What shall I do? And she seems a nice old thing too.”’ ‘I presume the grocer will be giving a ball for us if we go in there to buy a pound * Sarah said laughingly, and feel- to have ol butter, ing quite certain she had uttered a comical absurdity “Oh, come on, let’s see this

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performance. It must be respectable, any- how, or Eunice Perrigo wouldn’t be going. She may be a queer one, but she’d pass in any crowd.” They sat down on the piazza to give themselves a chance to make up their minds about it, and were really interested to see the crowd gathering. Young men and women walked up and down; unattached young men stood along the sidewalk, smok- ing and thinking of humorous things to say as people went past; two boys were doing a profitable business with a pop-corn wagon. There was much standing around outside the door of Memorial Hall by men whose women evidently had preceded them in- side; and, what seemed strangest of all to these New Yorkers, everybody seemed to know everybody else. First names were used. Even young men, speaking to white- haired elders, used the familiar form of ad- dress in many instances, and with an air of custom which savored not at all of imper- tinence. ‘I haven’t seen a well-dressed woman yet,” said Janet. “T don’t know,” to me I’ve looking couples.” ‘*Well,”’ said Sarah, ‘‘if you see a young man who looks as if he knew his way around, tag him for me.” Then the music commenced—excellent music that set one’s feet to jiggling, and the outsiders surged into the hall. Be- fore the Cross family could take up again the argument as to whether it should go Mr. Knowles ambled up to their chairs. ‘*Ma sent me out,”’ he said. ‘‘She got it into her head maybe you folks would be kind of backward about goin’ over on account of not bein’ acquainted. I'll jest with you and make you known to two or three. Come right along.” He did not wait for them to accept or decline his proffered chaperonage, but wad- dled down the steps, evidently expecting to find them at his heels. “Well!” exclaimed Janet again. ““Oh, come on. What's the difference?”’ Sarah said sotto voce. Then she chuckled. **Maybe he’ll ask us to dance,”’ she whis- pered, and giggled again at a conception so utterly absurd. Mr. Knowles marched up the steps and elbowed his way through good-naturedly to the ticket window. ‘‘Here you be,’ he “seems Warren said; seen several rather decent- step over said, indicating with a pudgy hand. ‘Git your tickets right here. Fifty cents apiece. Hey, Ab, fetched you some customers. We'll commence right here, folks. This is Ab Knuckles that runs the dances. Mr. and Mrs. Cross, and their sis- ter. Kind of see to it they have a good time.”’ Janet’s face was hot with embarrass ment; Sarah was not embarrassed, but was fearful of giggling in somebody’s face. Mr. Knuckles jerked his reddish head and bent his gray eyes upon them. ‘‘ Most got better acquainted with these ladies 'n I wanted to,"’ he said without a trace of a smile. ‘They helped Eunice almost to run over me this mornin’. Don’t hold it against them though.’’ He extended a tanned sinewy hand to Warren and shook silently. He turned again to the ladies. ‘‘ Don't think she did it a-purpose this time,”’ he said gravely; ‘‘but she'd like to.” ‘*What an extraordinary thing Janet said in her most aloof manner “So ‘tis,’ replied Knuckles. ‘‘So ‘tis. Extraordinary situations call for extraordi Step right in and sit to say,” nary sayin’s. . anywheres that isn’t occupied.” They passed on into the hall, now well filled with and and were conscious of a pleasant surprise—not at the appearance of the people who were there but at the hall itself. It was a splendid room, not the work of a carpenter, but of an architect who knew and loved the There was about it a certain dig nity, a graceful severity which eloquently of the character of those who had caused it to be erected At the distant end was a upon which the orchestra was playing; on either dancers spectators, Colonial spoke stage

February 19,1927 side of the proscenium arch was a list of names in dignified lettering, that at the right being the roll of Barchester men who had fought in the Revolution, that at the left those who had gone away from their homes to the Civil War. Down each side of the hall were narrow, lofty windows with panels between. Pictures seemed to be hung in these panels, not paintings, but as nearly as the Cross family could tell from a distance, photographs in frames and daguerreotypes in cases. And so they das- covered them to be. Dozens of pictures in each section, men and women, and each represented a family—a _ family which had resided in Barchester for genera tions, back into those days when the Green Mountain Boys fought under Ethan Allen, when committees of public safety met and conferred——back to those days and earlier Before the dawn of the republic these men and women had lived and labored here, hewing out their mountain farms, planting their orchards, building their remote home steads. It was impressive; it was a fine thing to see assembled there all these faces of an elder generation And when came to scrutinize those faces—if his eye were an understanding eye and his heart a perceiving heart—the profound and moving There was a similarity of feature. Splen did old women with strength in every line of every feature, strangely bearded old men with splendid brows and firm lips and lean cheeks and stern eyes—a gray-eyed race, it seemed. One could tell from those photo graphs that the majority of eyes were gray Here was something the Cross family never section one impression became had encountered before, and they were not able yet to recognize what it was they saw. Janet and Sarah used the word “‘quaint,”’ and found in the jet bonnets and ruching and chin whiskers and queer cravats matter for smiles. But even though they smiled, they were impressed. They must be impressed, for they were standing in the presence of something impressive, fine, noteworthy. past of which it was conscious and of which it was proud. It knew f whom Here was a village with a from and from what it had sprung, and could esti- mate the value of its ancestors. Here was a certain tradition, and as one looked about the room, there faces there which matched the faces upon the wall; young faces which would increase in strength until they would be worthy to be set side by side with those dazuerreotypes which peered down upon them so gravely, so sternly. Here, in short, was race, the race to which America owes itself, the race which is the backbone of the nation. To the Cross family it was only an ex- perience, a novelty. They did not know, for they had never traveled and observed, that here was a sort of mother lode, a point of origin, from which streams of emigration had carried the fine gold westward and ever westward. They did not know that here was a typical American village, typical to the point of being a supreme example Men and women from townships like Bar- had peopled the Middle West Ohio was full of towns, some of almost equal antiquity, which matched Barchester in thought and in action; Michigan farmers but transplanted New Englanders, thinking New England thoughts, speaking the New England idiom. And so of Indiana and Illinois and Iowa and the rest. Wher- you find unmixed American strain, you find a which and feels and as Barchester An epitome of America! Eunice Perrigo spied the Cross family as it entered with Mr. Knowles, and stopping her partner, led him to meet them. She nodded to the hotel man and spoke a rather breathless welcome to Janet and Sarah. “This,” I don’t know how we come to be dancing together. Perrigos never do anything to- gether. But here we How dc you do, Mr. Cross? James came in from the woods and I met him here. We didn't you mustn’t think that.”’ Continued on Page 54 were chester are ever there town acts thinks and talks } does she said, ‘‘is my brother James are. come together

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Dats in no time” Ready to use a little ~ while after applying! Weaccusale Varnish av Enameis Clear for floors and woodwork. « « « : Brilliant colors for every purpose. + “Guide to Better Homes”’ —a helpful complete book on home furnishing and decorating sent you free. Address Dept. A, today. PITTSBURGH Pf Products Giass-Paint-Varnish-Brushes PITTSBURGH ‘PLATE GLASS ©. Paint, Varnish and Lacquer Factories: . Milwaukee, Wis., ” Portland, Oregon Newark, New Jersey Los Angeles, Cal. THE SATURDAY Continued from Page 52 Perrigo and Warren Cross eyed each other. It would have been difficult to confront with each other two men who were less alike in thought, in training, in outlook and in ambition—yet they looked not unlike. Both were tallish and slender, both clean cut of feature and intelligent of face; but James Perrigo possessed a stringy leanness, a grace which was apparent in every motion, a litheness which made one imagine him as always poised for instant James motion. His brown eyes--and they were fine eyes when one caught them in re- pose — were restless and not contented. His face impressed one as being drawn as your athlete’s face is drawn when he is at the zenith of his training, at that point where one more ounce will carry him over the line to staleness. His cheeks were wind-and-sun tanned, so that it seemed they must crackle like brown paper if he smiled, and his teeth were extraordinarily white. He did not smile; nor, confronted by two ladies dressed in the mode and by a young man carefully tailored, did con- scious of his own lack in that respect. His shoes were heavy and not polished; he still wore the flannel shirt, blue, with which he had come from the woods, and it seemed he must have bought the first suit the clerk showed him. Yet he was a handsome figure, inscrutable of face, with something un- tamed, restless, potential for good or evil about him ‘ Brown eyes! They seemed almost black as he returned War- ren's scrutiny —and he did not smile. “How do you do?” was his greeting, uttered in a singularly low and pleasant voice —a voice with a hush in it as if he were used to silences and given to listening for something which was difficult to hear. “‘T’m hoping,” Warren said, “‘that you'll find time within the next few days to show me about the camps.” Perrigo’s eyes had rested with curious in- tentness upon Sarah’s face, and he seemed to move them with an effort back to Warren. ‘‘The camps—yes,” he said ab- stractedly. It conveyed nothing, neither willingness to act as guide nor resentment at being asked Then his eyes moved back again to Sarah, who flushed and bit her nether lip. “Will you dance?” he asked abruptly. ““Why—you’re dancing this with your sister, aren’t you?” **Go ahead,” said Eunice. be rid of him. Perrigos are company for each other. Heavens, there comes Walter through the door! Dance with me, Mr. Cross, before he comes up. I couldn't stand it if we got to be a family party.” Warren looked at Janet and lifted his brows, but there was nothing for it but to he seem “I'm glad to never good EVENING POST comply. However, Mr. Knowles stepped valiantly into the breech. ‘Let’s you ’n me step off,’’ he said to Janet; and with- out waiting for her acceptance, clasped her waist with a pudgy hand and swept her away. He jiggled some and endowed the dance with more of the quality of the an- cient waltz than she ever had experienced. Yet he danced well, and her fears for the integrity of her feet diminished with their progress about the hall. But her self con- sciousness did not vanish. Dancing with this country hotel keeper! It was absurd! She was angry, felt she was being made to appear ridiculous. But Mr. Knowles en- joyed himself thoroughly, utterly unaware in the kindliness of intention of her chilling silence. Abner Knuckles stood in the entrance way, watching. His eyes followed Eunice Perrigo about the room, then turned to rest, with a queer, questioning look, upon James, and came to halt upon the round, bald head of Walter Perrigo, who himself stood with his back against the wall, star- ing at his sister. Knuckles studied the man with curious intentness, noted the sparse hair over his ears, his slight mustache and drooping shoulders and the hint of a paunch which was making its appearance under his belt. It was a round, expressionless face, one without lines and creases, and yet it was not fat—expressionless if one did not dwell upon the eyes. But Knuckles was watching Walter’s eyes, and he saw how they narrowed as Eunice floated past him in the dance, saw how they glinted with some malignant emotion, seemed to burn with a smoldering fire. The elder Perrigo was unconscious that he was under scrutiny, and lost himself utterly in whatever emotion it was which possessed him. There was nothing of his brother and sister in him, in his face or figure or bearing. He seemed soft, planned by Nature for indoor uses, to live and move under a roof and shut in by walls. There was nothing of his brother’s grace or that feral alertness. There was nothing of that nervous energy and restlessness. Nor was there a hint of his sister’s vivacity or that hunger for life, for something unexpressed and unidentified, which seemed always to be moving her to quick motion and a flood of words. Walter seemed a grayish, characterless sort of individual, incapable of keen pleas- his ure or deep suffering or moving emo- tions—until one watched his eyes. They did not belong in that bland, rotund face. Knuckles saw him pluck his eyes away from his sister as if they could not bear to abandon the scrutiny of her, saw them search the room, until they rested upon James—with a different expression, an ex- pression not unlike Knuckles’ when he had Lone Pine Canyon, California February 19,1927 looked at James. It was a puzzled look, as if there was something about his brother which he did not understand, some puzzle he was trying to solve. So one might look at another to whom he contemplated put ting some crucial proposition, wondering how it would be received, whether it would be well to make the proposition at all One thing a stranger might have gath- ered from those eyes of Walter Perrigo he hated his But Knuckles known this. It was no surprise to Nevertheless, it received the impetus of a fresh interest in view of the arrival in Bar- chester of Warren Cross. new manager to supplant Walter and James at this time renewed.to keenness Knuckles interest in the Perrigo family, but more especially in that hatred of Walter for Eunice Strange emotions, sister had him The sending of a concealed, unnatural amazing manifesta tions of the nature of men and to be found in i But if you would see strange things, amazing comedies and bleak to your little village. Look within neatly painted houses set back among maples and women, are your great and crowded cities, ragedies, go amid broad green lawns, if you would com- prehend how puzzling, how contradictory, how deep and black and turgid may run the stream of human nature. Your village may laugh more loudly, but he hate more deeply, and be hatred to normal mind seem to of sanity. Monstrous dust of village attics; bizarre drama moves its distorted figures ! and through commonplace, sunlit to fantastic climaxes Knuckles moved slowly over to stand just behind Walter after that habitual clearing of his “Hello, Walt,”’ he said Perrigo turned his round face. His eyes were bland now, and expressionless. ‘* Eve- ning, Ab,” he replied No casual observer would these two men to be the inherited enmity, nor that the legacy had grown under their individual husbandry into a stark, coldly glowing animosity, the more bitter, the more dangerous, for being so well subjected the Knuckles said. **Seems as though,”’ Walter answered Then Knuckles turned his walked slowly to take up again his position in the door. It did not seem this slight ex- change of words had been worth the trou- ble. But Knuckles seemed to feel it not been a waste of time may also urged on and or which to the by his actions pass the border line skeletons hide away in the shaded streets along doorways > ] } ] Presently he spoke, throat have thought ‘ustodians of an ‘I see new manager’s come,” back and nada (TO BE CONTINUED

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e place from us Sut she can f me any day in the week \ ‘ _ 9 Were gol Hach » Man-o’-War, ne when we get cash enough to the what may-call-’em who (re 4 I i tner nere ind 1 | ow.” | Jes lid 1 but it would seem Hi é I 1 } j 1 f he | yee ( ¢ I'n ng he ore with Mir. Telford to buy provisions and a blan- lll t gy sack one bottle re Mr.O’ Moore the connection between I ibeth’s statements was fairly not fail to make it ing portentously at his ter and feigning to drink from an maginary bottle. Left alone with his odd ed himself sweeping it which was clean enough with a broom of coconut leaf rib, up and putting away his blanket | mosquito net, the while he wondered, v, what these folk would have for er. The’ girl was a wonderful girl, he t ight; she reminded him of something, *t quite tell what. But she was id come from a desert island : guessed, and a decent Lord, Lord, how long it was since a lady! As to she who seemed possess most of the brains of the outfit idn’t need to guess; he thought d seen a white woman at she had come for here was all that he had hoped for, at more; it seemed that the were not short of money for food all event And O’Moore, who would ed rather than take native char- kfully dined with his lodgers. Bacon the smell of it almost made him onions, blessed onions; meat loaf matin; jam, biscuits, tea, and a large d cake smothered in golden sirup. No plendid days, with gold ty, had ever tasted half rirl offered him beer; Charles breath to hear the reply and dis- nto smiles when O’ Moore refused, In truth, the Jester, had never cared for of any sort; not to that common e did he owe the fate that had cast it aty-odd, upon the beach of Dint he er, and the day not more dd ved, the newspaper man pro- it they should all go and call upon wned the girl. Her y a snort; he had er | mat ‘You'd better é e told Rob Telford. Through itheast wind, through sun- t } ! redibly clear, and cra kling v behind and before, they nted e on the green (jueen Jackea, who was a real hipelago of nd sea, did not entertain stray as a common thing; but id the engraved card sent in lizabeth, with ‘‘Man-o’-War stroked out underneath e jumped off her mat with an i er year and kicked the i honor wit ne bare foot. { ! sald “Cet gold shoes and the wr the ‘ r the S nd T i han P , t in t M ? m, rue the rova n i t I W White | ‘ l i ! rar get-uy i) 4 | ry THE SATURDAY EVENING POST HELEN OF THz MUNDRED WAVES Continued from Page 23 falling as Moon Blossom evaded another kick. The Second Equerry, pulling on his trousers as he ran, was already on the way to the pantry. When Helen Elizabeth and Telford were admitted, a woman more than six feet in height, very fat, splendidly dressed, and still good-looking, stepped down from the throne—which was gilded pine and ver- nilion satinet--to meet her guests. Dig- nity and graciousness shone in her brown face and from her large heavy-lidded, sen- sual eyes. She smiled and held out her hand. No one who had not seen her chew- ing plug tobacco, in her chemise, on the back veranda ten minutes earlier, could have believed she was not always, and every inch, a queen. “Sit down—sit down. I am very glad to see you,’ she said, condescendingly. Tongia, bring some chair.” The First Equerry came out from behind the throne, where he had been standing in shadow. He was a slim, youngish man, in a military uniform happily compounded from the gladdest rags of two English and one German regiment. He wore a row of orders designed by himself and upon him by Jackea conferred. The guests sat down. Tongia sat down, too, twisted a thin mus- tache and stared at Helen Elizabeth. “You're a handsome beast,”’ thought Helen Elizabeth, ‘but I can’t stand your eyebrows.”’ It was indeed true that Ton- gia’s eyebrows were curiously marked in sharp crescents, over deep sullen eyes with passionate flame in their depths. Somewhat of the tale of Man-o’-War, its loss, its possible recovery, had to be told. Jackea was sympathetic; nodded her crowned head, offered the gin, the tea, the cake, the champagne. Then came the in- evitable question: 3ut why are you com- ing here?”’ The equerry retired once more behind Jackea'’s throne, gloomed at the visitors as if he, too, wished to know why. Helen Elizabeth believed in truth; not all the truth all the time, but truth judi- ciously administered—as a rule. Today the rule did not hold. She saw that the wily widowed Queen and the Queen’s equerry were her masters, if it eame to diplomacy. So she plumped out with plain facts. “We came,” she said, “because we heard of the loss of your famous pearis.”’ Jackea sprang to her feet ‘Do you know anything about them‘ she cried. She seemed to expand, till she was more, far more, than six feet tall; her ] ye eyes opened full beneath the deep ivory- brown lids, sending forth dark lightning. Jackea, in that mood, looked formidable. “Go over it again,’”” commanded Helen Klizabeth to Rob Telford. Telford, who had heard the Pentecost family history, with its far-back bar sinister of a Boleyn and a Henry, eyed her slantwise, the color growing in his cheek There were two queens in the room at that moment.thought writer Rob. ‘We heard,” Your Majesty had lost a wonderful pearl he said obediently, ‘‘that necklace. It was losing its luster, so you had it inclosed ina perforate d box and sunk in a certain place under the sea, to remain ere for six months.” “Yes,” cried Jackea eagerly, ‘‘that is ight. I tell you, mister, it is a very good thing to do to pearls; it can make them all youngoncemore. Youhave heard I lost it ‘] heard-—we heard— you forgot the said Telford \nd it seems you offered a very generous >» piace wher it had been put,” reward to anyone who could interrupted Jackea. ‘But, a year and a half ago, and there has been several peoples, and they ve done no good.” Well,” said Telford, with a glance at Helen Elizabeth, ‘‘this young lady, who is rother, is a vers might be able to find them. At any rate ‘ He stopped short. The equerry, in the shadow of the throne, had not moved; yet Telford thought he had been about to in- terrupt—a fancy. He went on. “Is it true that you are actually offering half the necklace?” “Yes, yes,”’ answered the Queen, waving her fan royally. ‘I am generous, I keep my words.”’ Rob thought of the Jester, old and cast out. ‘‘If someone finds it, they shall have a knife and they shall cut the wire—gold wire—and all the half that is not the big middle pearl they shall have to themself.” ‘“Whereabouts did you leave it?” “Look t’rough the window out there. Inside the reef, somewheres between the big, big break where the little river go out, and that very, very large avava tree. I have put them there myself. I have swim underneath, in the moonlight, no one there, and I have make the little box very fast ina hole. On the reef opposite where I have put it there was a beacon—a big wooden post made fast in the coral, and that was my mark for the box. But the beacon, I think it has maybe been there too long and no- body look after him, because two day after there come a big blow, and that beacon go out tosea; and when the reef is all hole and hole like a sponge, who will tell what the one hole is that belong to that little beacon? Well, I am frighten at that, and I go down and I look for the box —ah, I go down and I come up and go down and come up, and I nearly break my lung and bust my eye, and no, I cannot remember, I cannot find! My husband—Prince Rangi, he was then alive —he says to me, ‘ You get a diver with the dress from Suva,’ but I tell him, ‘No blooming fear; you know all the divers with the dress they are everyone what O’ Moore call thief of the world.” And my husband he says, ‘You talk true.’ And everyone knows that.” Helen Elizabeth nodded. She knew too. “No, I say, I shall have an island people only to get that pearls back, because an island people they will not dare to steal them. Yes, miss, some white peoples came once, but I sent them away with a flea in the hand! The Avavans, they look, but never they find. But you—you are of our- selves; you are chief of Man-o’-War. Oh, I have heard of you; they call you the Silver Fish, because your skin is so fair and because you swim like a fish in the water. I desire that you go and try for it this after- noon,” Helen Elizabeth, sitting very straight upon her red-and-gold chair, looked at the colored queen. There was no flame behind her amber eyes to meet the fire in Jackea’s; they were, as writer Rob said to himself, like gold wine turned to ice, and like gold wine, they sparkled ‘I shall go,’’ she said evenly, Tomorrow I shali study “the day after tomorrow the tides And now I will say good-by, Queen.” Jackea’s dark cheeks turned darker; her eyebrows came down over her eyes in the true savage bar. ‘It’s well,”’ thought Rob Telford, ‘that we aren't in the middle of the nineteenth ‘entury; there’s an off-with-her-head look about Jackea in that mood.”’ Then he caught the expression of the equerry “Why, confound him, the fellow’s pleased,” he thought. There was no time to sort out puzzling impressions. Jackea recovered herself almost at once; offered more tea, more cake, pressed the untasted gin and champagne once again upon her civilly re- and then, gathering her train and her dignity regally together, fusing visitors; bowed them away Supper was a gay meal that night. The Jester, almost his old self again, made merry for them as he had been used to do for other and greater folk, a world away Al] the more was Helen I abeth intrigued February 19,1927 when, waking late in her little room, she saw, alone out in the moonlight, the Jester, crouched beneath a palm tree. His head was in his hands and he was rocking to and fro, as if in trouble or in mortal! pain. She had almost forgotten the incident, in the morning, when Charles, who was entirely sober and very half brotherly day, asked her to come for a stroll wit! him. Since Charles was by no means given to unproductive exercise, she guessed readily enough that he wanted to talk. The reef, she decided, would have towait. Charles III was not quite the fool most people took him for, and no one knew this better than his half sister. “Look here,”’ he began, as soon as they were out of earshot, “‘did you tell Wall; O’ Moore about the pearl necklace?” “No.” “B’gad, he’s guessed then. I couldn't sleep a dashed wink last night, because you were so stingy about a spot or two of whisky. You know, if I can’t “Yes, I know. Goon. I saw him too.” “T didn’t see him—that is, not till I'd heard him. I was walkin’ on the sand under those palms out there, tryin’ to get sleepy, and the wind made a noise, and I hadn't any shoes on. So he never knew I was there. And I heard him buzzin’ away to himself like a hive of bees.” “You shouldn't repeat “Oh, shouldn't I -when it’s about you I thought that would fetch you. Wally was rockin’ himself, as I said, like a chap with the stomach ache, and he kept sayin’, ‘She’s been good to me; she fed me; they’ve all been good to me, and I daren’'t tell That girl,’ says he—‘that girl, with the eyes,’ says he, ‘that go right throug! you’ —didn’t know much about you, did he, Hel, or it would have been tongue, not eyes —‘it’s a burnin’ shame,’ says he. And then I thought he was going to begin to blub, so I sneaked away. What think you ought to do, Hel? Bloy f don’t think the beggar knows something about it.” “If he does,” said Helen Elizabeth, 1} repeating her brother’s words, “I’m blowed if I don’t get the be ggar to tell me.’ “How?”’ Helen had not waited Sne Was Walking with her quick, clipped step back to the hut and the Jester Strolling easily, Charles regained the By the time he got there, Helen, who was as quick in all her movements as ) house. any lizard, had managed to change day dress into a reen bathing costume. A bath cloak loosely thrown round her, she came out of her room and stood with iv bare feet upon the ivory s Jester wi ws spot where the legged, smoking one of Charles’ good yptian cigarettes. ‘“Where are you going when he saw her. A little stiffly 1 to his feet. ‘“‘ You’re not — you he began, in dismay. “Why not?” she said coolly, hing for a cigarette, and lighting it “Are you going to look for those—for those damned pearls of Jackea’s?”’ he asked “That’s what I intend,” agreed t of Man-o’-War. “Or at all events, to make a few observations on the spot today.” The Jester’s head turned from side to side, like the head of a frightened cat. He open d his mouth, shut it, and then opened “T’'ll tell it again, bursting out suddenly, and be hanged!” “Quite,” said Charles, who watching. “‘Suppose we get inside your house. I dare say there’s someone spyin’ about somewhere.” ‘There would be,”’ answered the Jester, leading the way into the little | “And I can tell you on, “that its a knife ins the beach de my in the dark, if he knows I've talked.’ Continued on Page 6] if 1i

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— ry Continued from Page 56 ‘You mean Tongia?”’’ queried Telford Chey were sitting in a circle, island fashior | ipon the sand floor of the hut agreed the Jester, raising tired ing laces beside burst out two fresh you This is a shame,” iddenly. Hisown and Helen’s unexpended ith loomed up before him like a million- res riches in the presence of broken and itward poverty. Why make this kindly | il’s few remaining years harder than they need be? I reckon we can do without what 1 vere going to tell us; you Keep itt elf he co ed What do you s Heler f They had been friends for the better part fa year now, meeting again and again in i corners of the Pacific—not entirely by \ hance, as Telford knew—but this was the he had dared to use her Christian *s body!” flashed the chief in an- ‘Keep that for your equals!”’ was so far amazed at first by her ith he counted it a pure I an I pac Dut it was in truth a favorite expletive of Charles Pentecost I’s—that he 1 not feel the frightful slap delivered by it s tiger paw Realization came, VeVe ar ne “One has a | or two,” he t i himsell f one isn’t a hereditary and chief or a descendant of Old Harry i it one can’t match boasts like a boarding- house tea party. Helen Elizabeth, you're not easy to stay in love with. I wonder i VI I d it f Heler abeth meantime was carry- ¥ g or | “Tongia knows something,” she stated } ither than asked. The Jester nodded I didn’t live in the palace ten ye { t t learning what went on,” he said longia worked the Queen up to throw me t because of that. He was—it isn’t ‘ t fit ‘**You’re too Victorian, O’ Moore,” cut in Charles ‘Spit it out; he was the old emalit eT ist s said the Jester. ‘‘ He’s tired nd she doesn’t know it. He wants to get iy to | and it a dash there, but he in't get money enough out of her for that And int he hesitated, iooked out i © ¢ and tt ugh a crack in the walls it mmanded a lew of the palace Lonyvila } ws where the necklace Is he ‘ e¢ fearftu He’s waiting ti he ! t safe to bolt. It would be the very euce [or al ne to meddle He’s capable ‘| n't do things that way,” she ar wered. “‘What more do you know?’ It is a command, and the Jester, used to royal mmands, responded simply I I \ nere they are Ther 4 il te met I 1 must lrongia ever. \ lee! er has to be if he wouldn't ‘ nead 1 KI Ww the eep up the and ax here, though it’s seldom used in t mean himt KNOW where sne put } ‘ ace, SO she went at? t m r ght ind all the island miles off f | + r , ; t) r ' the big ree there was a specia fish She waited till Tongia was a ed right inae thie pea if I ‘ had a box tied t her waist, and I new it was the necklace, because e nad t me the pearis were r there r cure for sick pearls “When she came uy palace and int Longia roon i the the light. I su; ‘ e fou m aslee as innocent asa it | Set at her window ten minut efore H must have come in and missed her, ar started to s} We the t went t his room presently, and lit up in hers; the I saw him come out and make for the and he went vn und the t staved t I t ight he w i magnificent diver, even for an A When he came up, a long wa t nothing in his hands ti ( ( planted the necklace, because he came w ing backward across the allow wate and stopped on the sh re and to isort of rough bearing with a tree and a1 was & big lump of b hid in that and pulled out the little con I always carried — habit of surveying I suppose—forgotten everything but that I took the bearings prope ar te them down. There’s the mpass there’s the memorandum, and i'd bett lea) whole thing alone “Thanks,” said the girl, slipping the packet down the neck of her green jersey “I did mean to wait t irrow, but I shall go now ym ou say, the sooner the better st folded her cloak about her, and barefooted walked out of the hut. with me,” she said over her shoulder. ‘‘If I go this minute, get the thing done before anyone has time to know ab nave no and there’s ten times as much chance as I'd have with half a dozen people messing about and « just alling attention; where you are.” It’s madness,” objected Té rd heaven's sake, let me ‘I won't She Stay where you are was out, ] of gold paims, te and Waiklir coins and flakes « ward the break In the near reef Under the last rise f t} reef. hefore it broke sheer as i submarine nt } water gardens. The sun shone from above in rumbled tint VS the ¢g t mu rooms of palit ral, big a table were edged -lactit 1s ir mii etand yreer fans of red 11N tome t é bushes with blossom tips of rose and purple gigantic clamshells Irom wt t renelate jaws trailed fleshy robe { er al tren ' . ’ ‘ eeded even the ¢g ‘ t Fish flar re I © al scarlet ar LOIS eT aire ea aint Ke a inrise ! the ra ‘ Peete vanderir among tr ose upint | 1 ivern iY yu f t it Nas o ere i, the 1 hor he ering ? me a } the decapod t i \ r thing round about Cai nu glass) a it wit! snooti see its | giin came Ss neal u S THE SATURDAY EVENING POST i » } ern iIpw er YY u rer , ; Sa Maltigne Lake, Ro« the Largest kies, Jaspe Glace Nat

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Cousin /Bemn arm myaengn RineNete Rakites Coming Up Aimost Every Saturday Lonnie Was and Doing Mighty Well by All Reports in His Father's Lakeport Bank HE beatitude of spring en- , : veloped Tom Lattimer—a contentment measurably . deepened by the lively memories of é other springtimes, not remote, in which, for the Lattimer city aunts and cousins, had done his best to get rid of then bowl! in w t é " An fi ly, very little indeed had been right with the world Hattie Marsh and her two hellion boys Lem and |} tinued t t unde f it n He contemplated these recollections now with an agree- mother and that missionary friend they'd brought alo V Tony t Gre r six n the wee able sense of superiority to that Thomas Lattimer who Eddie Salmon and his brand-new brid: juite a while since lay { ne day v " I leasure in the mild airs and reviving any of them had been at Willow Fields, Lattimer realize as that wl ung | nie Pa vy had w had never taken p ‘ earth of May. To that Lattimer spring had been the lean- but in the old days they'd been as regular and certair ga r t cK 2 eye t t son est, meanest season of the year, a time of empty bins and __ the swallows and the interest on the mortgage detected a it A Con r ul pockets, with notes and mortgage yammering for money It had been Jud who'd found a way to get it ther Saturda l f id ist he must contrive, somehow, to finance new- just as he’d managed, somehow, to buy in that 1 g eport t l planted crops. He had looked forward to the heat and it had been Jud’s notion to reopen Willow Fields as a road Again it occurred to him tha bn haste of summer, too, with helpless dread. Even the side tavern for the reviving traftic of the new-paved post and his St { knowledge that, by twos and threes and half dozens, his road; it had been Jud who'd recognized in Tom Lattimer Lonnie would } " ive t 4 ty relatives would presently invite themselves to their unquenchable passion for filling up his great house wit Lect annual vacations in the roomy farmhouse that had once company some inheritance of Great-grandfather Josey week-ends at W w Field tt heen Joseph Lattimer’s pleasant tavern in the stagecoach Lattimer’s tavern-keeping instinct; it had been Jud who'd look into Annie lays, had been overshadowed by the unworthy thought relieved him of the farm management and somehow _ rebuffe bigger bills at the grocery and mysteriously lessened sweated a profit, every year, out of the acres that had a f they ever |} to get along w sales of eggs and cream and butter and chickens. ways widened the hole in Tom Lattimer’s pocket. It wa The tele ne t t taproom en Those had been evil years for all the Lattimers; forTom all Jud’s doing, this change from debt and worry and hope t forn fC i t t himself, trying to do two men’s work in his fields to save a __lessness to the prosperous, contented state of mind wit Lattime farm hand's wage; for Chrissie, placid and tireless in the which Tom Lattimer could sit on his side porch and cor short, three big kitchen, but going to church in a dress and bonnet template another spring dusting her whose origin was veiled in venerable mystery; for the two The thought somehow stirred a dim uneasiness in the past hin girls, Annie and Dora, singing and chattering asthey made background of Lattimer’s mind. It had all been Jud, right I beds and washed interminable parades of dishes, but look- from his first day on the place. It was st Jud —Jud who t ng wistfully at their city cousins’ clothes and listening ran the farm, Jud who cannily superintended the conduct gravely to their sprightly talk of theaters and dances. of the inn, Jud, even, who managed the affairs of all the Bad times, thought Lattimer comfortably, those days family. A sudden realization of his dependence frightened liag ) before Jud Armstead came to Willow Fields. He watched Lattimer. Suppose he had to get along alone! Suppose Jud coming up the slant from the barns, his heavy shoul- something happened to Jud! Suppose he should take ders swung a little forward, a dim reminder, in his walk, of into his head to quit! the hitch and shuffle of the lock step. Vividly the memory He lulled the disturbing fancy easily enoug Jud "res, N rose in Lattimer’s mind of that morning when, on thought- couldn't quit; he owned a half share in the farm ar q mpulse, he had given bed and board and wage and _s he was tied to them both as fast as Lattimer hims« welcome to a sullen jailbird with the bleach of Stillburn Lattimer, dismissed the silly notion as a car wl son still sallowing the cheeks that sucked in tight above drive and he moved blithely down to greet his gue those lantern jaws ® the retaining wall, honestly rejoiced t Loyally he gave Armstead all the credit for what had regardless of the knowledge that there would be a1 as ppened since, but in the back of his mind he found him- _ profit in their entertainment fom memories Even in that first summer Jud had hated those swarming by name Ihe rave hin i frier t

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST > and the girls ng very ig very much ig eyes “Tf she’s bore aproom door. something important,’ ip and see what Nellie ntemptuously amused, he poken suggestion that farm,”’ he said. y, and now he’s dead out when she needs ‘Nellie Finn!” As long as Jim Finn l, sort of independent. Jim had agreed to in- ifterward, with Nellie beside ked me ry aching that he too; old if Nellie hadn’t been death had changed liked Nellie better be- vice and her look till they times. riven over to say in the church, her. was any quicker to take 1 lately,” he said stoutly. whether she'd better plow and put in buckwheat.” “She'd ask advice of anybody.”’ Chrissie’s emphasis on the final word was dimly uncomplimentary. hurt. “Well, she couldn’t get it from anybody better than Jud,”” he declared. It’s about got it through their heads what a lot of ’em who aren’t big enough to see over their boot tops, but think Lattimer was “And I'm glad she realizes that. time people around here Jud’s made of himself. There’s they’ve got a right to look down on Jud.” “Nellie Finn look briefly. Her father resented the tone; he raised his voice a little: ‘No, she doesn’t, and if she’s got sense enough to see what he amounts to and to be-——to be decently friendly toward him, I’m glad of it.”’ “You don’t seem to realize that Jud’s been here going on six years and out- doesn’t down on him,” said Dora He shook his head. Just be- cause he keeps his mouth shut, we've all taken it for granted that he doesn’t care, but I'll bet he does. The first thing we know he’ll get sick of being treated like a leper and leave— go where he’ll be taken for what he is instead of being called a jailbird! If Nellie Finn’s decided to be nice to him it may make a lot of difference. She’s always held her head up pretty high and there’s plenty of people that'll copy her.’”’ The tide of his eloquence carried him as near to anger as it was possible for him to come. ‘‘I know what you're all hinting at and it makes me mad. I’m ashamed! Jim Finn’s been dead less’n two years, and Nellie—why, she’d no more If she shows sense enough to get advice from Jud about her farm, and treats him decently for giv- ing it to her, we ought to be mighty glad of it instead of looking down our noses and o The telephone clattered again—five, four, three. Three singularly identical expressions met Lattimer’s aggrieved He strode to the taproom door. ‘I'll answer her this time,” he declared. side of us he’s hardly got a friend in the valley. eyes. February 19,1927 But it wasn’t Nellie’s voice that came over the buzzing wire. Lattimer listened to the businesslike drone of the telegraph operator at the station; he came back to the kitchen wearing a flag of truce in his look. “It’s a telegram from Cousin Benjamin Pennyfeather,”’ he announced. ‘‘He’s coming on tonight’s train.” In the face of catastrophe the family spirit of unity swiftly overwhelmed the recent discord. Pennyfeather had always been the one exception in Lattimer’s inclusive rule of hospitality. Even in the old days before Jud had taught him that cream and eggs and chickens devoured by visiting kinsfolk represented hard cash, he had endured Cousin Benjamin’s society rather: than enjoyed it. Even Chrissie had sighed sometime during those visits; and the two girls, under Cousin Ber jamin’s enlightening admonitions as to grammar and decorum, had been openly wanting in respect. “‘T suppose I'd better hitch up,” said Lattimer. have to go meet him.” “No!” Dora spoke with abrupt never have the heart to tell him outright that we’) keeping a free hotel here. If you go to meet him we'll him on our hands for two solid weeks—telling us wrong with our cooking and teaching Jud to run a “It does seem as if I couldn’t put up with Cousin Ben- jamin again,” said Chrissie. ‘‘ Maybe if Jud would go to meet the train “‘He will!” Annie laughed. “I’ve told him about Cousin Benjamin to fill a book. Jud'll fix him Leave it to Jud!” Lattimer, distressed by the prospect of that interview acquiesced with a grateful sense of safety. Not even Cousi: Benjamin would be a match for Jud—especially after twelve-hour day of farm work and a four-mile drive. “*T guess that might be better,” he up.” ousin Benjamin Tom decisior farm enoug! said. ‘‘I’ll go hitch (Continued on Page 68 Jud’s Patient Endurance of Cousin Benjamin’s Sage Counsels Seemed, Under Review, to Conflict With the Fundamental Laws of Nature

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he said, **Gue Ss you é 1 Cousin Ben- atience of opposli- things are heavy ‘ to a hote nee you | ittimer en in ompan thout e as evervbodv else.” He nea near the un- Voice not uunded any more | min moved his rom Hattie Marsh,” ind show me Plenty of time to tall r dow uu fifteen a week, ‘You see, my partner than that if you set 1 used to,”” snapped Mean—mean you're

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checks to Charlie Greider, the station agent, who chose this moment to pass. ‘‘Help Tom hustle them into his rig, will “We're in kind of Those two right he said. started. you, Greider’ a hurry to get there—no, better upend it—that handle isn’t any too strong. Swing it around, Tom, so you miss that wheel. Now—that’s it.” Volubly he superintended the transfer of the second trunk. Over his shoulder Charlie Greider bestowed on Lattimer a wink of understanding and compassion. The hand baggage was scientifically stowed in the limited remnant of space left in the rear of the democrat wagon. Cousin Ben- jamin, skipping nimbly to the seat, inhaled deep and audibly before giving Lattimer instructions as to the technic of turning his team. The dismal screak of the brake shoe as the wagon jolted down the long grade gave a fitting background to Cousin Benjamin’s unwearying discourse: ‘*Made up my mind to come straight out and see you the minute Hattie told me you'd started running a hotel.” He wagged his head and again drew in an audible breath. ‘“‘Too bad you didn’t let me know I always liked you first rate, Tom, and I'd have been glad to give you some help. Farming’s one thing and running a hotel’s something else. It’s a business, Tom, and you'd have showed better judg- ment if you'd got a business man in to ad- vise you right from the start. Saved a lot of trouble and money if you’d consulted me sooner, but I guess it’s not too late.” Tom Lattimer, reflecting on the history of Cousin Benjamin’s nine or ten successive adventures in the field of commerce, was astounded to find himself prompted to un- kind reference to their remarkably un- fortunate conclusions. Withholding this ungracious comment, of course, he per- mitted himself a certain defiance of tone in his response. “‘We’ve made out first-rate so far anyhow. Jud Armstead—that’s my partner—Jud’s got a pretty good head for business.”’ Cousin Benjamin laughed. ‘‘Must be judging it by yours, Tom. Hattie Marsh told me about him. Never been anything but a farmer, has he?—except while he was in state prison.”” He laughed again, in- dulgently. ‘‘ That’s just about the kind of a partner you'd pick, Tom. I always liked you, but your best friend wouldn’t claim you were a business man. Taking in a jail- bird fora partner! Hattie says he’s already cheated you out of about everything except your eyeteeth.” ‘**Hattie doesn’t know what she’s talking about.”” Lattimer was angry. ‘“Jud’s earned every cent he owns, and if it hadn’t been for him I’d be working by the day right now. He ms ‘*Expected you'd stick up for him,” said Cousin Benjamin. ‘It’s high time I started looking after your interests. He'll find out mighty quick that he’s got a business man to deal with now.” Lattimer stopped the team. ‘‘ Look here, Cousin Benjamin, if you've got any notion that you're going to make trouble between me and Jud “i “Drive ahead—drive ahead!’’ Cousin Benjamin spoke sharply. “It’s just like you, Tom, to stand up for anybody that’s cheating you and get mad at your own blood kin when they try to help you, but I'm not one to let that influence me.” “If you’re going to bother Jud, I don’t feel you'd be welcome in my house,” said Lattimer. The words, for all his anger, cost him a sharp effort; it was the first time in that he had ever come so near to shutting the door of Willow Fields to any- one who knocked upon it. “* According to what you say, it isn’t your any more,”’ snapped Cousin Benja- min. ‘‘It’sa public hotel and you own only a half interest in it. Don’t matter whether I'm welcome or not, long as I pay my bills and don’t act disorderly.’”’ He clicked to an old habit of his. ‘‘Get up, sooner. his life house THE SATURDAY

EVENING POST Lattimer relaxed his hold on the lines. After all, Jud could handle even Cousin Benjamin. There wouldn't be another train till morning, and it wasn’t conceivable, whatever the provocation, to let his father’s second cousin sleep on a station platform. “You'll find out about Jud for yourself,”’ he said philosophically. ‘I suppose it’s no wonder you’ve got a wrong notion about him, after listening to Hattie Marsh.” Cousin Benjamin laughed skeptically. He beguiled the long, deliberate drive down the twilight valley with the detailed history of his latest essay in business. He had, it appeared, shrewdly forevisioned the possi- bility of profit in Binchester real estate; his capital, reduced by wholly unmerited dis- aster in the shoe-findings trade, had sufficed for the purchase of only a fraction of the acreage for which his penetrating eye be- held a golden prospect, and he had been obliged to buy it on terms which, he frankly admitted, involved an element of specula- tive risk. Lattimer had listened to several narra- tives of much the same tenor; Cousin Benjamin’s tone did not mislead him. He could relate the preliminaries of a disaster in the identical tone of a Cesar reporting to the Roman senate. “T see.”” Lattimer took advantage of a pause for breath. ‘“‘And then, just when you had this chance to sell out, they fore- closed on you, did they?” Cousin Benjamin seemed not to hear. “Tom,” he said, “I always had a soft spot for you and Chrissie. Always felt sort of as if Willow Fields was home; figured, no matter what happened to me, I could al- ways come and stay with you and feel I was welcome.” Lattimer moved uneasily on the seat. “You see, since we’ve been running this hotel—well, it’s different. Chrissie and I ” Cousin Benjamin exploded in a sudden laugh, a high, shrilling titter. He slapped Lattimer resoundingly on his shoulder. “Tom, they didn’t foreclose on me. I sold out two days before that mortgage was due and cleaned up a cold thirty thousand, net cash! I got every cent of it in the safest bonds that money can buy. Pay me over fourteen hundred dollars a year without having to lift a finger as long as I live.”’ Lattimer, a premonition of evil tidings heavy on his spirit, mumbled vague con- gratulations. Cousin Benjamin’s voice lowered to confidential benevolence. “You and Chrissie always made me wel- come,” he said. ‘‘ Always figured on doing something for you when my turn came. Well, it’s come, Tom. You didn’t act so very glad to see me just now, but I’m not holding that against you. No, sir! Long as you keep running this hotel you can count on one boarder anyhow. I’ve come to stay, I have.” mr HE approaching footsteps identified themselves to Lattimer’s unhappy ear brisk, staccato, aggressive sounds that could proceed from no heels except Cousin Benjamin Pennyfeather’s. Lattimer lost the thread of the anecdote he was telling for the hundredth time. He was aware, too, of a certain uneasy inattention on the part of Mr. and Mrs. Pomyea. In the twilight which had settled over the porch he could see that their heads had turned in the di- rection of those steps. “So then Sim Randall got hold of this secondhand hearse,” he continued me- chanically. Cousin Benjamin’s voice overbore the sentence. ‘‘ Mean to say you're still telling that story, Tom?” He clicked his tongue against his false teeth. “Good thing I came out before you had these folks asleep in their chairs. And speaking of chairs, Mrs. Pomyea, take my advice and sit in this one. You'll find it’s a lot more comfortable for a lady your size than that one you've got.” Mrs. Pomyea, under his insistence, made the change, but something in her submis- sion disturbed Tom Lattimer. Cousin Benjamin, selecting his favorite seat, crossed his legs and cleared his throat.

February 19,1927 “Speaking of chairs, Mr. Pomyea, did I tell you about the time I was in the furni- ture line, back in 1888?” After his third futile effort to trespass on the narrative Tom Lattimer retreated to the kitchen. Chrissie, hanging up dish- cloths, was alone there. ““Where’s Jud?” Lattimer was dis- appointed. Dismally as Jud had fallen short of his expectations in the matter of Cousin Benjamin, he had been able on sev- erai occasions to interrupt that furniture oration. Chrissie moved her head in a familiar gesture, her lips compressed in the look that Tom Lattimer had learned to as- sociate with any mention of Nellie Finn. “Called him up right after supper,”’ she said. ‘‘ Had to see him right away about her potatoes. Seems they’re starting to blight.” It was impossible even for Tom Lattimer to pretend not to understand her intona- tion. He shook his head. ‘‘ Now, Chrissie, if Jud wants to tell Nellie Finn how to handle potato blight, it’s nothing to fret about. It’s none of our business anyway.” Chrissie faced him in one of self-assertions, her hands on her hips. “None of our business! As if it wouldn't make any difference if Nellie her rare Finn owned a half interest in our place! As if ™ “Now, Chrissie, even if you've got the

right notion about Nellie, it'd be Jud that owned the half interest here, just as now.” Chrissie’s sniff was almost treasonable. That woman! Why, she’d twist Jud around her little finger! He wouldn’t even own a half interest in himself! She’d Lattimer laughed. It was funny to im- the same “er agine Nellie Finn or anybody else control- ling Jud Armstead. He said so. Chrissie sighed wearily. ‘‘Why, she’s doing it now, isn’t she? Why pose Jud’s over there this minute if she can’t manage him? Why did he get all dressed up and traipse over ther working all day in the wheat if she can’t run him? Hasn’t he been over there three or four times a week all spring? Didn't she make him drive her over to Conesus Lake only last Sunday?” ““Maybe he wanted to,”’ said Lattimer. “She could make him want to if she tried,’’ Chrissie declared. ‘And if he goes over there of his own accord, it’s all the worse—all the easier for her to “Well, we’ve got something else to worry about, anyway,” said Lattimer. ‘‘The Pomyeas are leaving the first thing in the morning. Meant to stay a week too. It’s getting so nobody stays more’n one night any more. Don’t blame’em either. There's times when I wouldn’t stay myself if I didn’t have to. Cousin Benjamin gets worse and worse right along. He’s out there now telling the Pomyeas about when he was in the furniture business.”’ Chrissie spread her hands. “ He’s your cousin,” an ignoble evasion for Chrissie. “If you can’t get rid of him, I'm sure I don’t know how I can.”’ Her lips tightened. “I know he’s going to stay out of my kitchen though. I've settled that, once and for all.” Lattimer’s curiosity stirred and a dim hope woke in him. If Chrissie could keep Benjamin Pennyfeather out of the kitchen, there might be some way, after all, of ex- cluding him from other places. “How?” he demanded. “‘T just ask him to carry in an armful of wood every time he pokes his nose past the door,”’ said Chrissie. “‘He hasn’t been out here for a whole week.” Lattimer regretfully admitted the im- possibility of employing the method on a larger scale. Invited to chores, Cousin Benjamin confined his op- erations to purely advisory fields. “TI counted on Jud to handle him,” said Lattimer. ‘‘ Figured he’d make short work of anybody ’t told him he wasn’t running his farm right, but he'll sit and listen to Cousin Benjamin telling him he ought to plant ginseng in the woodlot and never say a word back. Something’s got into Jud, lately—he doesn’t act natural.” do you sup-

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Continued from Page 68 ; lation was elo- f, Lattimer found Jud patient plausible was as yet Lattimer went back eas had somehow although that furni- a full half hour for but Cousin Benjamin ener do not think there are any more out said a bank presi- But in the East people all say, ‘Oh, I lim when he was three years old. father.’ You can’t get away fication in the East. You Out here you are taken ur own assumption.” thought of writing an ar- Susinesses Men Do Not Go uld Go Into. In a rather , Which I once read in a very on the state of Colo- here.”’ nis ir class keted there ve oiten l artic } ful magazine, aut said that the first genera- h from the hills and but that the } nk into small f there is any more important work ‘ g for tourists I would The tourist industry cannot be re- in fact, it which r oil well; the transcontinental iational-park utilities, is one of the great edu- ; of the country. As in he country, the railroads notor field increasingly, a new game, without young man with vision The development of the eir affiliated industries in he next ten years will provide any a talented youth. The Lure of Fleshpots r of a railroad-owned me of the mountain a job toa if one such mor th a slow ' a big Eas f nromising promising ided its. We are al- the soft and unfit. This » ¢ ro Te ho goes West and finds ften recreated by He takes his THE SATURDAY ‘Yes, sir,” he was saying, “thirty thou- sand, net, cold and every cent of it in bonds as safe as the United States Gov- Pay me fourteen hundred dollars a year without lifting a finger, long as I cash ernment lve ““Smart.”” The voice, unmistakably, was Jud’s, but to Tom Lattimer it sounded less familiar than if he had never heard it till this moment. It was respectful, admir- ing, touched with envy. ‘I was tellin’ Mis’ Finn about it--much as I e’d remember, anyhow —and she kind of wondered if her some advice. More Seems she’s *t ain’t payin’ her what it’d ought to and she was sort of figurin’ on puttin’ it into bonds or or somethin’.”’ Cousin Benjamin was on his feet. ‘“* Think she'd be up if I went over there right now?” Jud’s ungainly length un- you'd mind givin’ in your line ’n mine, I guess. got some money out on mortgage stocks he demanded. folded itself. ‘Wouldn't wonder but what she would,” he said. ‘‘Quite a hand to set up late, Mis’ i gs under Jud walk spurted av f the I njamin’s departing tread. EVENING POST stretched his huge arms and clumped heav- ily up to bed. Lattimer dangled one foot over the side of the wagon that creaked townward under its load of wheat. There was no need of his presence on the spring seat that rode the piled grain sacks; he had elected to ride beside Jud Armstead purely for the pleasure of the long, plodding drive through the tempered affability of the October morning. He whistled cheerfully; Jud, holding the loose lines, leaned forward, el- bows on knees, dourly silent, and therefore, to Tom Lattimer, wholly himself again. Even as they drew abreast of the pleasant farmstead that had been Jim Finn’s, and Lattimer straightened with a certain stir of interest, Jud’s aspect underwent no change. He kept his eyes doggedly on the road and looked up only at the sound of Lattimer’s chuckle. In the dooryard beside the kitchen porch a small man labored at the handle of a washing machine. Beyond him, fluttering in the gentle stir of air, the tokens of his earlier endeavors swung from propped clotheslines. He paused and straightened WHY GO WEST? Continued from Page 42 Except for a few cities on the Coast, the West is no place for that fast-growing army which must have fleshpots at all costs. There is the type of young man who re- fuses to stay in a mining or lumber camp at $175 a month, even though he cannot pos- sibly spend more than $100 a month, and goes to the city, where there are movies and girls, to accept a $100 job. The West was made by men with the pioneering instinct, willing to endure hard- ship, at least while they were young. If that type of man is feathering out, the West naturally holds less allure than of old. I asked the governor of a Rocky Moun- tain state what he thought of the relative opportunities in East and West. Until he was elected governor he had lived in a little mining town. ‘I came from the East only thirteen “T had three law 7.50 years ago,”’ he replied. a secondhand typewriter and $ Moreover, I didn’t li ll. But now I am gov- of the country at all. books, in cash, ke the looks ernor.” There is danger in an article like this of sliding off into broad easy generalities. It is necessary that the facts presented here should be fairly specific to be of any value. No subject is more discussed in the West than the extent to which manufacturing has taken hold on the Pacific Coast and what its future will be. Local enthusiasts may have exaggerated the possibilities. It is difficult to compete in Eastern centers of population. Other things being equal, the manufacturer on the Pacific smaller market within easy radius of dis- tribution than his Eastern competitor. But now the population has grown to equal that of Canada, and the economic units for manufacturing begin to appear. The West has grown rapidly and is still growing rapidly. Opportunity comes with development. There is never an oppor- for the man who cannot visualize growth. If growth continues in some parts of the West for the next ten years at the present rate, whole new cities must be built side has a tunity and supplied. Many asmall local concern in these areas is able to compete with the big national in- dustries in supplying local needs. To the that manufacturing is developing in the West, it is not so much a shifting from the East as it is a caring for local growth or Oriental trade. The real opportunity is to the niches created by this growth. “The question you raise,” said a leading authority on the Western manufacturing situation, ‘‘is where can I capitalize on what I have. Take the man of thirty-five or forty who has worked up to be superin- tendent or manager of a factory in the East extent oh Mill which he does not own. It may be only one of dozens controlled by a big corporation. He may have started as office boy, la- borer, stenographer, clerk, or as an engineer, or in some other college-trained capacity. It does not matter. “He can start out here in a small way, and put on overalls if desirable. There is no tradition of pride, no cramped social conditions to keep him from doing so. If in the East, for any reason, he ceases to make money for his company, off goes his head, though it may not be his fault. I know a man who was manager of a factory making more than 300,000 tires a day at the height of inflation, and who lost his job when deflation came. He is making only 20,000 a day at his own plant out here, but it belongs to him.”’ A Different Type Needed “T know five key men who were in the ceramics industry in the East, but all em- ployes, who now have five plants of their own out here. There is not a day that ex-managers from the East do not come in to see me about starting something. The most interesting things in business life on this coast to me are the men who built up other men’s busi- nesses in the East and are now making good on their own. “Yes, the big national companies do come in; but this particular city, big as it is, is only an incident to them. One of their former employes can start in a small way and build the beginnings of a solid competence before they bother to get in the game. “But the fellow who keeps one leg back East, who cannot cut loose, is not the one to succeed out here. I was connected with one of the largest of Eastern corporations, and I thought I had left colossus, indeed, when I came away. But it made no differ- ence to me after I had once reconciled my- self to building a new career for myself in a new place. ““You ask if the West does not lack the business brains of the We have not the need of big business brains of the kind that fit into a highly organized situation. What we need and can use here is the indi- vidual brainy man who can fit into the little gaps in our situation. For the East- erner to come out here and, after spending a week, pompously remark that we have no brains, just because he doesn’t see the big organizations he is accustomed to in the East, is like the Englishman who sixty or seventy years ago pooh-poohed the idea that New York would ever amount to anything. February 19,1927 at the sound of wheels and lifted a hand in salute. A woman’s voice issued from the kitchen, and with some Cousin Benjamin resumed his task. The wagon clacked on. It had gone a dozen before Jud Armstead spoke “Funny thing about advice,” eye fixed on the nodding heads of the team. * Ain’t nothin’ harder to refuse when a lady asks you f’r it, and ain’t nothin’, so far’s I know, ’t’s reskier to give.’”” He paused “Looked to me like it was too resky f’r an old jailbird that didn’t own only a half share in a hotel,’ he went on thoughtfully **Guess it’s a sight reskier f’r a able-talkin’ business man with thirty thousand salted down in high-grade bonds.” Lattimer laughed. It was easy enough now to regard Cousin Benjamin without rancor. “Ought to be cured, anyhow,” he gested, remembering other instances in which, contrary to his frequently declared intention, Cousin Benjamin had been in- duced to lift a finger. Jud shook his head “‘Ain’t no cure f’r it,’’ he said. ‘‘ Bet you he give her some advice this mornin’ about how to run that there washin’ machine.” show of haste rods he said, his sug- “Leadership in the East and West are separate and distinct things. Many a repre- sentative of big business in the East is a failure here because he doesn't catch the spirit of the country. Those who regard it a sign of being bughouse to talk about em- pires do not catch our spirit. I just came back this morning from a conference in another city as the result of which a steam- ship line to Japan and China will include this place in its schedule of regular stops. Any city on the Atlantic Coast capable of being a stopping point for a great steamshi line is already supplied. “It may not be so bad a thing as you suggest for our youth to stay East a while after their college Many of the best of them will come back after they have had experience. The East is always educat ing the best class of business men for us virile young executives of thirty-five and forty who have had experience and, with their ambition and some competence, want to strike out for themselves in a country.” Early in this article it was suggested that many young men go West not because of cool calculation as to opportunities and openings, but rather in response to lure and inclination. It that the West contains birds of passage. But restlessness has its useful and con- structive side. It may be that more men will make money in the long run by stay ing put. It may be undesirable for penni less individuals or families to seek their fortunes in distant parts. But perhaps it is just as well that every fellow down on his luck cannot be prevented from making a new start in a new place. It may be a use ful investment in citizenship, even if a com- munity has to support a lot of sick and down-and-out people from other states. A young man was studying law in an Eastern college. He had spent three years at it and became very restless, which no doubt was most reprehensib! His QD t ‘ourses. new was suggested its full share of le of him. parents urged him to keep on, but he an nounced he was going to throw it all up and go West. “And what part of decided to favor with your the sarcastic question of one of his parents. “Santa Fé, New Mexico,” he replied. “And why Santa Fé?” “Well, because that’s as far West as any place I ever heard of.” This does not seem an auspicious begin ning, but it so happens that the same mar has long been and is now one of the most successful, useful and honored ci within the state of New Mexico the West have you presence? ” as Continued on Page 72

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 19,1927 Continued from Page 70 ft xplaining the elements of success It is a matter of opinion and preference, the West has to offer, it is the place for him tell. What are and failure in minute detail, often in just as gentlemen are said to prefer blondes. to go. may be looked technical terms which I could barely under- There are many young men who would Of course, men have always mistaken ers fifty years stand, the specialist finally remarked, rather be bank clerks in New York City on the lure of the West and their own inclina | hose who push on ‘‘When these ranchers get their health $3750 a year than own a bank in the West tions for opportunity. The talk in every m a concentrated essence back they feel friendly to the country no at $10,000 a year, provided they had to westward migration has been of oppor and superior initiative. matter what happens to the crop.” live there. It is a matter of personal tunity; the reality has been that people chusetts mill town is a Tons of newspaper and magazine arti- preference. were being driven on by a rosy dream. In- » $1,000,000 than any cles have been written about the booster Now the point is that you cannot dissect deed, it is this very mistake of inclination Certainly it spirit of Southern California in particular a whole region, as you would take a beetle for opportunity that has made the West tor North Carolina and the whole Far West in general. This apart in a laboratory, for the purpose of what it is. o and other indus- _ spirit isnot new; it hasalwaysgonewiththe finding out what business or employment With the exception of Denver, Portland, st beaten in this love of bigness, the optimism, and perhaps opportunities exist there, without consid- Seattle and a very few other places, to the initiative and idealism of the West. ering whether people care to live in that gether, of course, with the large San Fran and a valu- What the cause of this is no one knows sort of country. Inclination is just as real cisco and Los Angeles areas, the Far West satisfied to exactly. It is compounded of newness, size a factor as downright opportunity. as a whole has a very sparse population. ndustrial and sunshine. Also I believe it is due A young man may feel that managing a Even California, populous as it is in spots, 1 wisetotake partly to the presence of the health seeker, ranch in Wyoming or Arizona provides a has vast unoccupied stretches of moun- atement so often or rather to the fanatical devotion of the more wholesome and interesting life than tains, deserts and forests. ast is money former invalid who has been cured or his working in a law office or bond house in “Do you mind living in a state that has malady arrested. New York, or he may take the opposite such a small population?’’ I asked James a West viewpoint. G. Scrugham, who is governor of Nevada, they A Matter of Opinion “If a man is ambitious to accumulate a state which has a total population less money millions, let him stay East,” Gov. A. thanthat of any one of eighty-five cities in kind of One can direct a thousand sneers at the T. Hannett of New Mexico said to me. _ this country. a booster spirit, all the way from the most ‘“‘If he is content with a fair degree of pros- “‘Not a bit,” he replied. “There is a cer- refined and subtle gibes to that oldest and perity he will find greater opportunity in tain type of mind, a type of person who are forced crudest gag of all, to the effect that Los the West. He will get closer to people and needs a small population. He is better off 1 irrespective Angeles would secure a harbor fast enough _ find himself in a friendlier atmosphere.” where he can know most of the people. er words, there can be no if its citizens could only suck as hard as I do not know. Perhaps Governor You are a writer, you can express the idea ly analytical study of they blow. Hannett is right, perhaps not. It cannot better than I can.” ties or openings East But unfortunately for the after-dinner be proved one way or the other—even the No, I cannot express the idea any better. 1any imponderable but orator who still persists in springing this assertion about friendliness. But I would add that not only a certain as money intrude them- aged chestnut, Los Angeles has a harbor. “The feature of this country,” said one type of mind but all types of bodies, minds Which illustrates the point I wish to Westerner, ‘‘is that all the people here are and souls need the spaces of the West, if YO a passenger was dumped make—that boastfulness may prove a real trying to better themselves. In the East not for permanent residence, then as a ak, at Raton, New commercial asset. they are satisfied with what they already reserve to go to if necessary. ecause of the higl In other words, success in life, business have. We are not. When I visit my rela- An enthusiastic resident of one of these opportunity, openings, promotion, getting tives in New England, I feel like kicking states once remarked that though it stood ahead—all these have their mental side. over a dry-goods box and yelling.” very low on the table of statistics for the Self-confidence may not be half the battle, This is not the place to be too specific. number of men per square mile, it had more but it is surely a tenth of the battle, and The Westerner feels that more is done for square men than any other state. That the last tenth counts. The community the individual, for the average man, in his may not beso; in sober fact, it probably is believes in itself goes ahead faster section. There is a larger relative invest- notso. But it is true that the spaces of the one which lacks self-assurance. ment in high schools and in the publicly West are essential to any American civili- I » is true of a business concern and supported universities. He thinks, too,that zation that has for its end the making of Land of Health and Hope of individual. small cities and towns in the East are more men as well as the making of dollars Not to labor the point too hard, I feel backward than his own. On the other hand, the Southwest one hat the spirit of confidence which goes the East has all manner of advantages, Benefits of Solitude thousands of with Western boosterism, though not al- financial and cultural—the obvious superi- senators and ays in the best of taste, is of real help in orities that go with age and dominance. I cannot conclude these articles more down to the giving a man confidence in his ability to effectively than by quoting at some length, Where Men are Square Men not from the paid secretary of i preservation society or from some wealthy a scenik once remarked that no man has any It is no idle quip to paraphrase an old Eastern esthete, but from one of the ise living east of the Rockies if he can saying by remarking that for those who greatest founders of the science of political k ] r west of them or in them. like the West, the West is the sort of place economy, John Stuart Mill, who says in | Tens of millions of people will heartily dis- they are sure to like, and incidentally monumental work on that subject agree with this statement. But there are prosper in. The essence of it all is an atti- more than eighty years ago: | s who will agree tude of mind. If a young man likes what **A population may be too crowded, al- though all be amply supplied with food and raiment. pt perforce at all times in the presence of his species. A world from which solitude extirpated is a very poor ideal. Solitude, any depth of meditation or of char and solitude in the presence of beauty and grandeur is the cradle of thoughts and aspirations which are not only good for the individual but which society could ill do without. ‘‘Nor is there much sat templating the world with nothing | the spontaneous activity of Nature; every rood of land brought into cultiv: tion which is capable of growing food for human beings, every flowery waste natural pasture plowed up, all quadruy or birds which are not domesticated man’s use exterminated as his riv: food, every hedgerow or superfluous tree rooted out and scarcely a place left where a wild shrub or flower could grow without being eradicated as a weed in the name of improved agriculture. “If the earth must lose the great portior of its pleasantness which it owes to things that the unlimited increase of weal population would extirpate from it, for th mere purpose of enabling it to support a th and larger but not a better or a happier popula tion, I sincerely hope, for the sake of pos terity, that they will be content to be stationary long before the necessity compels - ed them to it.” The File in Which the Modern Business Man Files the Names and Addresses Editor’s Note—This is the last of Applicants So He Can Let Them Know as Soon as an Opening Occurs articles by Mr. Atwood.

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Third-line trench.” Again they marched with wary tread, Following on where the Sergeant led, Through the wet, and the muck as well, Till they came to another parallel. They halted there in the mud and drench, And the Sergeant whispered, ‘‘ Second-line trench!”’ And the Captain whispered, trench!” ** Third-line “ Third-line oe ‘ Second-line And the Aide repeated, ‘ Second-line trench!” And Pershing nodded: * Second-line trench.” February 19,1927 Yet on they went through mire like pitch, Till the y came toa fi ne and ditch, Well came uflaged from planes and Zeps, Where soldiers stood on firing steps And a Major sat on a wood spactous en be neh . And the Sergeant whispered, “ First-line g } trench!”’ And the Captain whispered, “ First-line trench!’ And the Aide re peate d, “ First-line tr And Pershing whispered, ‘Yes. I se How far off is the enemy?” And the fait uful Aide he asked, ¢ “‘ How far off is the enemy ?”’ And the Captain breathed in a softer key, “* How far off is the enemy?” The silence lay in heaps As the Se rgeant miles.”’ And the Captain whispered, “Just three miles.” And the Aide repeated, miles.” ** Just three miles!” ““What in hell are we whispering for?”’ And the faithful Aide the mes age “What in hell are we whispering for And the Captain said in a gentle roar, “What in hell are we whispering for?” “Whispering for? And the Sergeant whispered, “I have cold,” Arthur Guiterman. ] anda pile ; whis pe red, “Just * Just three the General s vore, bore, ie the echo rolled ; THE STITCH IN TIME Continued from Page 7 that the United States may never wish to intervene in any other near-by state, even to keep that state clean, none the less the United States will intervene to keep other outsiders from entering to make it dirty. That has become a decided implication of the Monroe Doctrine when the method of aggression on states in this hemisphere by outsiders changes from open violation to inside jobs. Such are the really significant considera- tions which the Nicaraguan situation has thrust into our faces. Of course there is the technical and legal case. President Cool- idge, with his usual canny insight, preferred to stand on that from the moment when the marines who had been in Nicaragua by Nicaragua’s consent returned to Nicaragua with Nicaragua’s consent, including the consent of the Sacasa faction. Such a clatter and clamor about inter- vention! What anoise! Telegrams of pro- test to the State Department by innocent country clericals who smelled war, and who were still sophomoric enough to believe that revolutions are always the expression of the righteous seeking liberty, that prop- aganda is to be swallowed without even reading the label on the bottle, and that to be taken in by the shell-game sharpers is a kind of compliment to the victim’s virtue. We have had interviews in the press from a few representatives of the people on Capi- tol Hill, based upon private letters from weasel minds below our southern boundary, which show full well that the best asset anti-American and antipeace forces can boast is the willingness of our elected orators to champion our enemies and seek the facts afterward. Cries of protest come from po- litical opposition corners which want us 1 stick our nose into every European quarrel in the name of self-aggrandizement, but are shocked if we have to do the least thing nearer home in the name of self-protection obligation to others or self-respect. The same voices wailing to get us into Europ: to increase our prestige, as the willing to howl away our prestige in our own half of the world. And then every com- munist faction in South America and Cen tral America goes into action to prove our unpopularity and our “‘imperialism.’’ The word goes forth from the Communist Inter- national to whang the United States in chorus formation. See this Associated Press dispatch! It is typical of many situa- tions truthfully reported: *y Say, are After a brief disci of De *putie s last night Deputy Enrique Matta Figueroa, Liberal, call ing for adherence to the sl gan ‘* Lati for the Latin Americans against the policy of Nicaragua. ¢ he chamber also rejecte di: by the communists whereby it on record as de nouncing I perialism generally and the Nicaragua specifically.’ Representatives of the Stud labor unions and various other constituted themselves into the the Defense of the Rights of Latin / , the Cl rejected the motion of ission hg nerican This clamor and the answers of the al- most too patient State Department and the almost too patient President go into the minds of the American people in the form of daily chicken feed. It is time to ask this: What have we done in Nicaragua? Why did we do it? Of course these questions cause acts cannot be considered apart from interlock, be- Continued on Page 76

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Continued from Page 74 friend crossing the forg an act of a burglar in Nicaragua up to In 1912 the 1g down a t} s legation guard riod of peace and pros- industries, in siderable invest- in paying off Kers were inter- Jicaragua ill Street and the oil in- in Nicaragua is on Line while he was ts picked strawberries Michigan. under which reduced from 6 to 5 turn that in case the the in- ; of internal revenue tai ure, then an Amer- *was to act for Nicaragua in a t} He never had to act cases the country as- assistance, our “inter- iffairs of Nicaragua at the volution started was a > cent compared with the nade by League of ful administration of as "nd Nicaragua, toa ig It resulted in ; of amity, provisions for ial, promises of limi- armaments. This was our Colossus , that evil-minded imperialist, horrid work of exploitation, A friend of mpting to assist in their co- and order and united ¢ ce oft on. ribur and tyranny! our wicked A Question of Recognition n Nicaragua? If n | oO in iong- nto whi aistance h politi soon as we withdrew on guards, it is possible ind aday. There was a cted and we recog- ve revolution was ‘ ook con- berals out of their sa had con- ban- dent resigned, government, and rail pre t vatives got into the ping to t ve nations that l Les, Kee So he The g. It voted on to desig- vernment we THE SATURDAY This is a rough definition of good law and practice Now in Nicaragua, Diaz was on the nest. Sacasa was not. Diaz had been put there legally by the Nicaraguan Congress, and even if Sacasa had been torn off illegally by a former congress, when this one put Diaz it said Sacasa was out. Cer tainly the Nicaraguan Congress and not the Foreign Relations Committee of our Senate is the proper body to pass on that. And cannot be two the nest. Nicaragua legally, constitutionally, clearly said Diaz. Presidents of Central American countries should be chosen by those coun tries and not by American editorial writers. Anyone who says that Sacasa had as much right to be on the nest as Diaz is proposing to interfere in the affairs of Nicaragua much more violently and willfully than the State Department would dare to_ interfere Furthermore, Sacasa had been up in Mexico City talking with Mr. Morones, Mexican Minister of Labor; he had plotted and pre pared a revolution in Nicaragua; he had for arms; he had arranged for Mexico to recognize his nonexistent gov ernment which proposed to come into ex stence through revolution on the nest there hens on arranged Those Who Ought to Know Behold. The five Central American re publics had agreed not to recognize gov- based revolution, Mr. Sacasa Oh, well, how tiresome! The United the wicked imperialist recognized Diaz. Although Mexican threat to create a revolution in Honduras also if it recognized Diaz were made, that wicked imperialistic Honduras also had recognized Diaz. And such conspirators against the peace of the world as Great Britain, Italy, France, Spain and Germany also recog- nized Diaz. And neighbor Salvador also recognized Diaz. The whole civilized world apparently had been engaged in a «x spiracy to spoil the chances of our intelle tuals and for-heaven-sakers to make out a case against their own native land. Then we sent marines. Mr. Sacasa says that none of our Americans in Nicaragua were endangered by his revolution. Some of our loyal editorial writers agree with Mr Alas, the difficulty with that con- clusion is that it was not the conclusion of the Americans in Nicaragua! Nor was it the conclusion of the British Government, nor of the Italian Government, which asked us to protect their nationals. Too bad for Mr a and the gentle fiction writers of the provocative press! The y were ernments on and states ym yacasa. EVENING POST all right except for the facts, and except for that uncomforting argument which rec- ommends to our nationals abroad that the best policy is to wait until their heads are shot off and let the executors and assigns ask for protection—for the funeral cortége. We sent marines. Latimer, representing us, had engaged in the wicked and perverse imperialistic business of trying to bring the two parties into a peace bargain at Corinto. The United States—that horrid influence for war and discord—was doing whatever it could do to quiet things down. What prevented the success of that at- tempt? Only the benign and pure effulgence of influence from Mexico, which made the Sacasa delegates say as they left the con ference that if they stayed on to agree on compromise which would eliminate Doctor Sacasa as the king pin it would be ‘*a breach of faith with our Mexican allies!” We sent marines— four hundred—and we arranged neutral zones to protect American We did not even say, ‘‘Come now, stop your fighting.”” We proposed certain places where fighting should not go on. And we were so considerate! We not only the recognized government forces to agree to those zones but all—_we, the Colossus of the North, that black devil of imperialism, asked the reb- els please to agree too. Never has wicked intervention to protect one’s own nationals been carried on with such consideration, such solicitude for the feelings and for the wishes of everyone. We said, “‘ We have come to pro- tect our rights. We do hope that none of you will mind. Just a corner, gentlemen, where you won't inadvertently shoot the That is all your Sam asks, and may the propagan- old gentleman for that, beggin’ your pardons.” any interests. asked bless us sensitive innocent bystanders. Uncle dists forgive the The Lifting of the Arms Embargo We sent marines. Before we did, as a part of our iniquitous designs upon the welfare of Central America, we proposed to Rica, Honduras, Salvador and Guatemala that none of us should send arms to Nicaragua. They agreed, and no doubt kept the agreement. Oh, yes, we proposed this to Mexico also. Well, Mexico rather shrugged the shoulders. Mexican told Ambassador Sheffield that since there were no factories of arms in Mexico, really why bother? No, Mexico, that stalwart defender of the welfare of Central America, was above all that kind of thing! Costa officials Noccalula Falls, Gadsden, Alabama February 19,1927 But read again what President Coolidge, who has not told the story as fully as might be, has to say of this Mexican helpfulness: As a matter of fact, sive evidence that arms | quantities have been on sev August, Nicaragua. Boats carrying these munitions have been fitted out ir can port some of the munitions be: belonged to the Mexican Goverr appears that the ships were fitte full knowledge of and, in some cz encouragement of Mexican officia in one instance at ft t ican naval reserve icer. At the end of Novem! some time in Mexico back to Nicaragua, landing a near Bragmans Bluff. He himself at the head of the clared himself preside nt of never been recog American republi 10F ment, with the exe recognized him imme munitions in large quanti revolutionists, I deemed the recognized governn arms abroad, and according! has notified the D licenses would be issued for t and munitions purcl 1 would be thoroughly try not to support the ¢g by it while the reve arms and muniti eral occasior 1926, shipped to the ir evidence lo i commande State yns from a Where Nicaragua Gets its Arms In brief, the situation presented these elements: The government in Nicaragua, recognized not only by the United States but by neighboring states and the Euro- ‘ked. Mexico had recognized the government—really the revolution--of Doctor prepared the attack in was using bugles with the official stam them. We, with our war propose to cut off all Nicaragua agrees. Mexico tells us But Mexican arms and ammunition and aid still flow furtively to Doctor Sacasa’s forces! We, with our base imperialism and trouble-making character, bring the war- ring factions together, hoping that they will make peace. It is in the name of Mexico that this conference is broken up. We send marines to neutral zones agreed to by both factions in Nicaragua, and lo, it is Mexico City which becomes the center of propa ganda to paint the United States as the Colossus of the North opening its maw to gobble up Central America. We, the vil lainous imperialists, done everything known to man to prevent the distraught territory from getting more weapons, having begged and pleaded for arbitration and conciliation, having made agreements with concerned Diaz, Sacasa, Central America and Euro- pean powers—to protect lives and property in agreed zones, are now counseled by the amateur advisers, who rush in foam at the last minute, to stand for peace and conciliation! One might as well rush in upon Wayne B. Wheeler and tell him he should join the prohibition movement. As to the relaxation of our embargo of arms, as President Coolidge says, there was nothing else to do. It would be ridiculous while we were keeping our hands off to al- low Mexico to pour arms out to Sacasa while the rest of the civilized world refused Diaz anything with which to defend his government. See the situation! We not in vening to help one side or The sure winner in Nicaragua would have been the Mexican conspiracy Nicara- All we e flow of arms 1 pean nations, was being atta asa, who had Mexico City Mexico, sat and from including f Mexico on arms po Pavol ao hs: provoking Nn f Supplies ot for Ive ryone ¢€ Ise arms either side in not to worry. having about everyone covered wit! were the other. to seize guan power and run the country. had to do was to withhold t} from the government of Nicaragua while Mexicosupplied the revolutionaries, and the deed was done. Fine neutrality, that! That is the kind of neutrality and non- interference that the peace shouters and the amateur advisers of our foreign policy are advocating. It leads directly to dis- to support of longed fighting, to order, revolution, to pro- the Continued on Page 79 overthrow of a

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(‘Continued from Page 76) government recognized by numerous pow- ers but attacked with Mexican assistance But the meddlers among us fill the press with accusations that we are putting dar gerous weapons into warring hands. Sec- retary Hughes, in 1923, lifted the embargo of arms to allow the Obreg6n government of Mexico to retain its place; Calles, the successor and legatee of the Obregén gov- ernment, is astounded that the same prin- ciple is applied in Nicaragua! At every corner of the Nicaraguan con- troversy, and others like it in the future, we are certain to have a head-on collision. It will always be between two currents of thought. One is the green, uninformed, see the-surface group whose good will and noble intentions are guided by propagan- dists. The other is made up of an equal amount of good will, of noble intentions, of desire for peace, of reluctance to stick our noses into other people's business, but brings in addition the practical knowledge of the way things go in this wicked world, of the forces and intrigues and practices which make fools of those who cannot see that a legitimate stitch in time saves ninety and nine; that a folding of soft hands, a willful closing of the gentle eyes and a mur muring of ‘“‘ Peace, peace,”’ often accumu late an ultimate mountain of disorder, war and suffering, merely from neglect of the molehill. Let those who object to sending a few companies of marines on a legal and peaceful errand satisfy themselves in the depths of their hearts —and in their intel] gence that their meddling does not lead in a practical world to situations calling upon their sons to march in armies and die in regiments No one fails to esteem the dove, but, oh, how much more efficient is that bird wher

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it knows the wicked wisdom of the serpent! Evil Rampant, Good Dormant For example, in Washington there dwells a political philosopher whose sentiments compelled him to discourse to me as follows: “We should keep out of every foreign situation. In the long run it is economy We should keep out of Nicaragua. I will go the length of that thought. We should allow Nicaragua to conduct her own afta without any action whatever on our part If Americans do net like the way Nicaragua conducts her affairs, they may go where are better conducted. There is one sound policy; every nation should be al- lowed to be the whole master of its own soul and destiny.” I asked him, “‘Is this to benefit the na- tion which is allowed to be the whole master of its soul and destiny, or is it to benefit the nation which allows it to do as it pleases? He said, ‘‘ Both.” “Suppose the case,’’ I went on, “where that policy obtains and then a third nation steps in and interferes with the nation which is being allowed to be the master of its own soul and destinies. Has the world ad- vanced? The nation which wishes to have complete freedom, to be master of its own soul and destinies, is no longer the master The nation which, because of good will, has refrained from interfering with this ex- tremity of freedom has gained not even the establishment of a principle. Lo, the one force now paramount is the evil force of the nation which has acted upon a totally fferent philosophy.” He said, ‘‘ You mean that the good must take the field against the evil.” I answered him: ‘‘So it appears. As the world stands, the good cannot sit musing in the chimney corner. It must fare forth first with persuasion and reason, and if that fails, with a good right arm.” He said, ‘‘ How does one know when one

a represents the good?” And I suppose the answer to that is the inevitable answer that the best we can do under any circumstances is to make an educated guess. On that basis our Government in Wash- ington can probably conclude that in the

old history of our dealings with N and with others, there were misste} were far away and long ago. The ir tional morals of the world have ‘ since ther oO nave urs We ma Colossus of the Nort! it we now re our Size aS an Obligation, our powe i held in trust and our duty as w gt the knee a little at the ne I patience It is true that we are under a criticism. If we hold our irse we sail out from under it. If we veer and t we go nowhere Mu of the based on untrut} intruth crum end. From abro we have su eX S ns as t “The United States starte 70 it ts conquest of the w 1. In 184 membered Mexico, and in 1850 orgar i the expedition to annex Cuba. In 1899 the Spanish-American War, she libe i Cuba, Porto Rico and the Philippine r to convert Cub: protect ate u the Platt amen nd to mak YT of Porto Rico and the Philippines.” As Europe Sees Us ‘In 1903 she from Colombia, but Pan: r with the Panama ( t sovereignty in favo ¢ ity of Wall Street ‘In 1912 she showed in Nicaragua ¢ diplomacy of the dollar, and Adolfo Diaz, a humble employe of an American mining company, financed a revolution with N I American funds in order to sell the count to the bankers “Then the United States intervened ir the World War to liberate Europe ’ German imperialism, but only to convert Europe into an economic colony throug! the Dawes Plan and the war debts n the Versailles Treaty the Monroe Doctrine was recognized, which sig i the delive ry of the entire contin tne hands of the North Americar “* Mexico, which had beer the pacinst Wilson, now sees t or laughed at and her own sovereignty threat ened by the interests of the indust a] oligarchy. “In 1926, behind the mask of a paternal mediator, the United States intervened in Taena Arica. This intervention w t Peru the delivery of her fleet, army ar dustrial life into the hands of the Amer- icans “Recently they aspired to control also the mineral production of Bolivia and Chile through a dictatorship, but Latin America reacted against that policy “Argentina declared a boycott against Yankee production, whic} all Lat American countries should follow ‘Nicaragua upholds the constitutional government with arms, facing the traitor Diaz **Mexico has begun an action which w be imitated by otner countries on tt tinent, in nationalizing her riches in ‘ the protests.’ No end of lies go a-flying. In France the story rushes through the ess tl f United States never recognized any but conservative governments. It is our weak- ness to recognize |ibe overnments. But the untruth gallops on. In Germany, where there was always an element which, having an eye on South America, bitterly resented the Monroe Doctrine, the course we Ave taken iS aS completely misrepresented as it were had dug up Nicarag ind moved it into the Arctic Ocear Live where the communistic press is busy pr ing by what it alleges against us that we and communism have different plans r Central America Some statesmen ir Europe who have not enjoyed their t bled waters a home nave a signt and ve human attack of that disease which makes the subconscious nope that thorr patns will greet our feet Most of this kind of hue and cry isr sense It is too bad that it is being erupts It may be unfortunate that there wers British and Italians in Nicaragua It re

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The man responsible for the papers had kept secret their loss, confiding only in Constant and the other, to whom he had no doubt offered a large for their recovery. And now Constant and that other were and most probably their employer was likewise in a position to tell no tales, make no further trouble, be no source of future danger to Aliste. Clive had heard no shot. Man dog must have gone over the clifl’s edge together, a sheer drop onto Jjé 1gge d rock. As Clive viewed the situation it was good. Aliste might emerge safely from her presumable watery tomb. Explanations would be in order as to how she had man- aged her disappearance, where and how she had spent the time elapsed. The best course, Clive decided, would be for her to say that she had traveled constantly and under an incognito. If anybody took the trouble to check up her movements, which was unlikely, she might claim amnesia, a loss of memory as to her identity or where- abouts, and let people think what they liked. In these busy days of world-wide confusion and the movements of the individ- ual strictly his or her affair, a young woman who had lived for years in seclusion, then lost herself for a space, was most apt to be dismissed with a figurative Latin shrug. Clive himself had no intention of dis- missing her with any shrug. He had always from boyhood known what he wanted, and what this was when he found it. Guiding Aliste through the misty darkness he knew that he had found it now. would still be a reward forever silenced, xV HE café terrace of the hotel was still busy as Clive strolled up casually after parting from Aliste on the outskirts of the town. The pretty girl with whom he had talked on his arrival gave him a nod and a smile as he seated himself at a table. ‘Monsieur has amused himself at Belle Isle?”’ She made no mention of not having seen him at dinner. Her service was only for the café, Clive correctly judged. He had been prepared to explain his late ap- pearance by a mild misadventure, starting to walk across the island, taking what he meant to be a short cut across the moor and getting lost in the fog. But this was not necessary. He answered merely that he found the place charming, admirable for a dilettant painter who was actually a hard- working business man now taking a vaca- tion by his doctor’s orders to cure insomnia and loss of appetite. Lately, he explained, he had been placed on diet— could not take regular meals. The girl nodded a little absently, her in- terest centered on a pair of young English- men who did not look or act dyspeptic, and who returned it warmly. She served Clive his order for café ai That, Clive decided, had better be his 1 meager supper. But he had told no lie in saying that his appetite was lacking. He was not of the trenchant type to find hunger stim- ulated by slaying a pair of malefactors with a hatchet. He wanted his bed and, if sleep. Temporary oblivion was what his most craved. Being young and healthy, and with no conscientious qualms about the slaying of slayers, Clive suffered no nervous reaction. The world, he decided, was well rid of three sources of friction in its rolling gear, three grains of sand in the bearings of one of its myriad tiny wheels. Stretched out on his comfortable bed, Clive permitted his well- lisciplined mind to waste none of its energy on ugly dead men when there was a lovely, woman to think about. He dismissed to the limbo provided for the accommodation of such destructive forces let his own constructive imagination soar to the heights There is only one thing worth a man’s reaming about, and that is a woman. This is because the thought of one’s beloved i lait ind a brioch possible ¥ soul the former EVENING POST SOME DAY Continued from Page 33) is both objective and subjective, so that the hiatus between fancy and fact may be bridged by a light, strong gossamer span on which the mind may pass from sleeping imagery to waking reality. Other objec- tives, whether visionary or actual, belong more exclusively to their separate planes, with no means of crossing the gulf between, so that one flops into it and crawls out with effort. That which now soothingly astonished Clive was a sense of exactness in this sudden renewal of his contact with Aliste, as if after straying round for a while away from her he had wandered back to his destined position at her side. For all the hideous- ness of this affair, there had yet been a sort of naturalness about it; as if, though such an episode had never happened before so far as he was aware, still it had always been ordained that he was sooner or later to rescue Aliste in a crisis and thenceforth make it his business to keep her out of trou- ble. Clive felt that he had merely filled an appointment, responded to her call, a little late perhaps, but still, as things turned out, in time enough. The psychology of this would not be difficult for the tiresome mind that insists on explanations. All boys for the first time in love are wont to dream of the rescue of the object of their affections from a dread- ful danger that is most often physical. Only as we grow older and wiser do we dream of the rescue of the soul. So that though Clive’s adolescent imaginings had never built up any structure quite so violent as what had really happened, yet the matrix of it had been there. Its elaboration had been merely circumstantial. But these dreams had held their after- math, and that now was yet ahead, to be lived thrillingly or disappointingly, as the sequel had yet to show. Clive scarcely dared attempt to preconstruct this, the real active principle that determines the value of the compound. Discarding now the waste products of the raw smelting process he had labored through before a sort of infernal blast furnace, Clive exam- ined what had finally been drawn off from it. The process was something of this sort: Mix up a lovely, harassed girl with a capa- ble young m:z in whose first and onl y grand passion been, with ich thugs of murderous determination, stable com- pounds of hell, and a dog of supreme cour- age and devotion; stir thoroughly, adding blood and gunpowder and other spices; permit to boil for several hours, then cool suddenly and filter off the precipitate. What are you apt to have? At least, Clive hoped, the residue ought to be a new fresh compound of fixed and distinctly determined character; one that would resist a lot of analysis, breaking up. He reflected that even before the resolving process he had been aware of the same subtle character in Aliste’s reception of himself, dropped down out of some invisi- ble container, as he had experienced in joining up with her. She had seemed to take his presence there almost for granted, as if that was precisely where he by all rights belonged, which was in fact pre- cisely the case. There had been a kind of well-here-you-are-at-last atmosphere about their forgathering, as if they had kept some involuntary tryst arranged without their knowledge, but not at all to their surprise. Clive’s mind went back to their summer at Greenwich, eleven years before. He re- membered the perfect accord of his com- radeship with a gir! whom others had found difficult to know, impossible to understand. He recalled Aliste’s mother having said one day smilingly, ‘‘ You seem to have found the open sesame to my daughter’s treasure cave, Clive. Aliste’s father was the only other person she ever admitted to the pri- vate office of her mind.” Looking back, Clive believed that this was true. It occurred to him also that per- haps the very reason for his never having she had February 19,1927 felt the necessity of telling Aliste how much he cared for her was because the need of such a declaration had never entered his head. They seemed to have passed easily beyond that point where avowals are or appear to be in order. Such, at least, had been his own case, and he wondered now if possibly the same might not have Aliste’s. He remembered her as a girl so perfectly fashioned for love, so plastic to its reactions were the reagent exact, that any information as to what was going on would have seemed as superfluous as to tell a peach that it was ripening in the sunshine and that he was the atmosphere through which these solar rays were tempered and diffused. But what of the peach that had then been subjected to some process of preserva- tion, or, as Porthieu had rather aptly put it, suspended animation? It was not as if Aliste had been merely a sleeping beauty. She had suffered rough awakening by a clumsy and dishonest gardener whose tend- ing had been abruptly transferred to a more exotic fruit. What changes might not this have wrought in the delicacy of her fiber and to its infused sweetness? None that were deleterious to either, ‘live’s soul answered staunchly. Otherwise there must have been some physical corre- spondence to such damage, and of that there was no evidence at all. She was love- lier than ever, merely more tempered, firmer in the tissues of her body and of her mind, like all women who have suffered but not been crushed. She would be more resistant to rough contacts, tried and pol- ished and rounded to asymmetry more per- fect because more even of balance and proportion. She would be, Clive thought, more accessible him than before, shrinking and aloof, more appreciative of the value of happiness, less a treader of rosy clouds, than the girl idealist that he re- membered fondly. Having arrived at this satisfactory ulti- mate, Clive fell asleep. And so soothing was the mental hypnotic he had imbibed at the end of his contemplation that the sun was high when he awoke. Another day, and a slightly anxious one until the local excitement to be expected should have boiled down to the official finding on the mystery at the Chateau de Guerveur; also as to how Aliste might have reacted to the frightful ordeal. Clive bathed and dressed and went down to the terrace, where he was brightly greeted by the pretty girl, who inquired after his and general state of cheer. He had expected an immediate and voluble account of the affair at the chateau, with trimmings and elaborations. But it appeared that nothing had as yet been discovered to dis- turb the tranquillity of Belle-Ile-en-Mer. Clive had counted on Aliste’s report to the curé that there were prowlers about the farm being enough to prompt some sort of investigation, but evidently the good priest had discounted her fears. This was annoy- ing to Clive, who wished to have the busi- ness over with. But he realized that Aliste had felt the advisability of giving no posi- tive evidence that might lead to her close questioning. For similar reasons Clive thought it bet- ter to make no effort at seeing her. There was no plausible pretext for his going to the house of the curé, and there was also the danger lest Aliste in some way might betray that he was not entirely a stranger to her. Aliste was an excellent painter and Porthieu had said that she could write good verse, but Clive doubted that her talents included acting. Her personality was too individual, too natural and self-inspired. It was on this account that he had so strongly urged her answering all inquiries by saying only that she had been frightened by the loneliness and the savage baying of the dog, slipped out and gone to town, making a detour of the road near the farm. been less repose (Continued on Page 82)

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Continued from Page 80) ted now that Aliste’s companion, was to return from Quiberon Aliste would wish to spare good woman the shock of walking in pon the horrid spectacle in the 1d so would meet yn the boat's arrival and tell her what Thus prepared, Tante Co- one first to report the They might go to the farm together, Or possibly some- y might find the bodies of the man and » foot of the cliffs. therefore, to let matters Aliste remainingoutside He loitered about the place, bought a few lines to friends, the best he » way of letter writing. at about half-past ten, the urge to farm became impera- seemed no reason why he provided he kept »f the immediate premises, so he took color box and little easel, a perfectly rood badge of vocational intent, and set ! ] of the diaphragm. han idle waiting in tense » fog had cleared and the and warm and drenched in Larks sprang from and mounting straight, with of wings, sang themselves clear in the swimming blue of the il, the song and flight simulta- ly exhausted, they dropped like plum- mets to earth again It was hard for Clive to believe that only » night before he had played so violent art in such a frightful drama, and that he grisly testimony must still be weltering ed and picturesque group ead, and down there at the foot , » approached the farm it ft colorful atmesphere it had done the day 1is road reached that part that had been removed, per- a view of the front door, with the terrace in front of it, Clive stopped stared with a sudden bounding mely tranquillity as » similarity of aspect appeared too His vision, Clive for an feared, must be playing him false. and melting shadows he pervading air of peace , and there on the wide doorstep the watchdog, Loup, likewise the tood there staring, the dog merely reat head slowly and gave him not rise and bay rowled, inaudible for as he watched, 1e creamy sunshine reshold and looked at ( f a man, powerfully pro THE SATURDAY a tawny eye fixed on him steadily. Also, on coming close, he perceived that Fanch’s eyes were of a blue so intense that they made the striking note of his broad but handsome and well-featured face. ““Good morning,’’ Clive said in French. “Are you not Monsieur Francois de Guerveur?’ Fanch nodded. ‘At the service of mon- sieur. But I am known generally as Fanch Kerodec.”’ “You returned last night?’”’ Clive asked. Fanch raised his thick eyebrows, which were a deeper gold than the color of his hair. ‘‘ Monsieur something of me?”’ he asked; and then, to Clive’s amaze- ment, added courteously, ‘Will monsieur take the trouble to come in?”’ He stepped out of the doorway, making a slight gesture for Clive to enter. In changing his position Fanch stepped partly over Loup, the dog not so much as raising his head. Glancing down at the animal, which was almost directly in his path, Clive observed a crease in the thick fur of its head between and over the eyes that were half closed. Fanch said apologeti- cally: ‘The poor beast is sick. I am afraid that in my absence somebody may have tried to poison it. Some of my neighbors object to my keeping such a formidable animal, though Loup would not molest anybody who respects the privacy of my property.” 9% wishes Clive said politely, ‘It is a shame.” He stepped round the dog and across the threshold, then stood looking over the room with a good deal of astonishment. There was not the slightest trace of any disturbance at all. The square red tiles had been washed and mopped dry, though some few were still damp. The windows and iron vole(s were wide open, to let in the air and sunshine. The big oak door that had been forced in was back in its place, its lock apparently undamaged and the hinges cemented smoothly where the stone had been burst out. The aperture looked as if it had been there always, its edges trimmed smooth and their fresh sur- faces oiled or stained. Two iron bars se- cured by heavy staples were added, to make a grille like that with which old- fashioned doors are furnished, so that the householder may inspect the person out- side before opening. The heavy center table also had been wiped with oil, and the old blunderbuss was back in its place over the chimney. Fanch had stepped in after Clive, and now motioned his visitor to a chair. Clive turned and gave him a curious if steady look. Fanch impressed him as precisely in character, a splendid specimen of Breton lesser nobility, now obliged to seek his live- Though tremendously powerful of physique, there was yet a re- deeming lightness and grace to Fanch’s person, and a fineness to his skin, while his bearing removed him immediately to a caste above that of the ordinary strong, simple and stolid Breton fisherman. It was not surprising that Aliste, carelessly mis- taking him for the latter as he came from I and sabots, xz ry- ved immedi- KIN, sple ndid model. He now looked with polite and a sort of guarded inquiry at Clive, who promptly decided that further delay in coming to an square lihood on the sea. } | mere boat in béret, blouse smeared perhaps, had perce ately a str understanding was not only futile but might lead to complications if interrupted Clive therefore said briefly, ‘“‘You have worked fast and thoroughly, monsieur. I would not have thought it possible.’’ Fanch received this statement in silence, but his intensely blue eyes seemed to darken a littl That is to say This room,” said Clive, ‘“‘looks very different to what it did when I left it last evening at about nine o'clock. Also, I am delighted to find your splendid dog still alive. Evidently you have not talked to mademoiselle, but I presume you know that she is safe.” Fanch’'s deep lungs filled, then he blew the breath out in a long expiration. ‘“‘Sit EVENING POST down, please,’ he said and sank himself into a chair. ‘‘I was a fool to leave her. I thought that the danger no longer existed. Yes, as | was coming up from my boat last night at about ten o'clock, a friend told me that he had seen her going into the house of the curé. I passed by there, but as the lights were out I did not care to disturb anybody. So I came on here.” “You must have received a shock,” Clive said. Fanch nodded. ‘That is true, though I am not easily shocked. If you will tell me what you know about the affair, then I will tell you why it seemed better to me im- mediately to remove all traces of it.” “Tell me that first, please,’ Clive said. ‘““My part of it is a long story, and I must know what measures you have taken to cover up the evidence of what happened, so that we may decide what stand to take if questioned. I am very much afraid, mon- sieur, that your work has not been com- plete.”’ ‘“‘What do you mean?” For the first time Fanch’s set features showed disturb- ance, “There was, I think, a third body at the foot of the cliffs, directly under the spot where the path turns down to the beach.”’ Fanch nodded. ‘‘I found it—with the dog a few paces away. Was that all?” “That is all, to my knowledge,’ Clive said, infinitely relieved. ‘Il am convinced in fact that there was nothing else. Only three were concerned in this attack. Now tell me your part from the beginning.” Fanch passed his strong, well-shaped hands through his thick hair. ‘I heard something over on the mainland that made me disquieted about mam'selle. It led me to think she n..ght be exposed to danger. So I sailed immediately for Le Palais and drifted in through the fog last night, land- ing at about ten. A friend told me that he had met mam’selle just outside the curé’s house, and that she hid said she had been frightened because Loup barked so sav- ’ agely. She thought some voyous might be lurking about the premises, so she slipped out and made a detour from the road and came to the town. Tante Colette was in Quiberon, for the pardon. I came here, as I have said, and found the two dead men and the door burst in. Shots had also been fired through the iron voleft.”’ “Did you find a pistol?’’ Clive inter- rupted. ‘Not mademoiselle’s, but an- other.”’ Fanch shook his head. ‘I found no weapon at all but the old one there on the chimney, loaded for a bomb. Evidently they had been besieged in here and made powder from the materials at hand. It looked like a quarrel between assassins. Since I knew that the women were safe I was not much upset. But I was convinced that it all had to do with mam’selle, though occurring after she had left, as otherwise she would have given an alarm.” ‘Possibly not,’’ Clive said, ‘‘for reasons known to us three.”’ Fanch nodded. ‘I thought of that also. In any case, it seemed best to hide all the traces, for a number of reasons. Not to expose mam’selle to police examination; to avoid embarrassment to myself, since I arrived here immediately after the thing pened, and also to protect mam’- selle from the possible vengeance of this though I had reason to doubt it was actually the life of mam’- selle they had come to get.” ‘But the memoirs written by your wife ven mademoiselle to deliver in Amer- said quietly. ‘* Please continue.”’ shot him an astonished look. ‘You are informed. An American nspector of secret service?” ““No; American naval officer on detached and an old friend of Mademoiselle O'Day. My name is Clive Pierpont.”’ Fanch gave him a look of eager interest. ‘I know. She has often spoken of you. Eh b’en, I hoisted those two voyous on my shoulders and carried them to the top of the cliffs and pitched them over, then went band of conspirators, ica,’’ Clive well an service, February 19,1927 I have an old fishing skiff hauled up on the beach, and it was my idea to tie a big stone to their feet and row them down the path. out and sink them. I know of a deep spot where a big octopus has lived for many years. Then, to my astonishment, I found not two bodies, but three. The last was im- mediately explained, however, on finding also my brave dog Loup close by.”’ “‘Is he badly hurt?”’ “He could not walk and he had got a bullet that glanced off his head, but no bones appear to be broken. I think that he is terribly bruised and perhaps injured internally. But I hope that he will live.” ““You shall hear of how he saved us,” Clive said. ‘‘Go on.” “‘T sank the bodies with a heavy stone to the feet of each. They will not come ashore. Then I carried Loup back here and got to work. I cleaned the tiles and repaired the door, as you see, not wanting mam’'selle to know anything at all of what had happened here, as otherwise she would have wished to leave.” “Your work was good,” Clive said. “I had planned.it a little differently—that these men be considered traitors or rene- gades of some secret band who had fled to Belle Isle, but had been followed and de- stroyed. But what you have done is better, because it ought to save us any questioning at au.” “More than that, monsieur,” Fanch said; ‘‘those who sent them here with or- ders to obtain the document at any cost, the maltreatment or death of mam’selle, will never know what happened to them. They will reason that their plans and movements must be known to the legiti- mate authorities, and that is bound to ter- rify them. They are sure to suspect either that this document has found its way to the hands of the secret or else that there is treachery in their ranks. At any rate, the total disappearance of these three wretches will give them a dreadful frousse and undermine their confidence. Nothing frightens the dealers in mystery so much as mystery, to find their own sinister weapon turned against them. This idea was what led me principally to act as I have done, to remove all traces of what happened here.”’ Clive nodded. ‘‘ Your logic was good, Monsieur de Guerveur. I have reason to believe, however, that nobody but these three men suspected Mademoiselle O’ Day of being still alive and in hiding here. One of them was responsible for the custody of that document, and he lived in hourly fear of the discovery that it had been stolen from him. I think that this attempt was on his part alone. However, that does not matter greatly now, and if you are right, then so much the better. Tell me, in clean- ing up this place, did you examine thor- oughly every corner of it? I can’t imagine what became of that other pistol. There were two shots fired in quick succession, and this weapon”’— he took from his pocket the automatic pistol that had been struck by the bullet through the volets—‘‘has not been fired at all.”’ Fanch shook his head. ‘‘There was no other pistol, and as you can see, no places in this room where it could be hidden. Only the table and chairs and that buffet that you can see under, and these pieces of furniture that are built in or solid to the floor. If you will tell me your story perhaps between us we may be able to hit on some explanation. At least, the pisto! you mention was not on the person of either of these men, because I searched them all and found only their pocketbooks and other articles which I hid in a cleft of the rocks without examining.’ Clive leaned forward in his chair, his elbows on the table, and pounce there are rested with a clean- cut brevity that was yet detailed, described his part in the affair, beginning with his talk with Mr. Porthieu before sailing on the ship from which had disappeared. Fanch, opposite him, listened without once interrupting. His blue shone like sapphires as Clive told of the fight in the Continued on Page 87 liste eyes

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Whippet Sets N Record in Dramatic : SU Pe aap aha RORAAAAgaOTE AE Hh CONTEST BOARD AMERICAN AUTOMOBILE ASSOCIATION r December 17, 1926, Frag aca ( |= My J Attent x Aes ales ° Los Angeles \& me figures» ae os aiiee ser oot ans i : Cal. Ajo, Ariz. > 1/0, j _ Suseoheey, 04 Boers 1] i \ Boel. — J |= Va a — = a cs ; ; oe ‘ Facsimile of letter received from American Automobile Associ- ation certifying every detatl of this remarkable record CAR DRIVEN UNDER AMERICAN AUTOMOBILE ASSOCIATION . ‘ SANCTION AND OBSERVATION . . ‘ be ANGELES to New York on 82% gallons of highways passing through Ajo, Arizona; Deming, hug gasoline averaging 43.28 miles per gallon New Mexico; El Paso, Texas; Dallas, Texas; and This is the sensational economy record recently thence north to Memphis, Tennessee; Indian- icl 1 by a stock Overland Whippet in a gruel apolis, Philadelphia and New York. } > cc lil 3,559 mile Coast-to-coast trip - - } I The first day of the run, three hundred and his spectacular run shatters all previous records. twenty-two miles were covered and the stop was at Dem ing, N. Mex. fo) February 19,1927 Stveraging 43.28 in gruelling 35 Dallas Texas IE Pa so, Texas 224 miles. The fuel consumption, 40.9 miles to the gallon. At Deming, New Mexico, on November 29th, the total distance covered was 836 miles. Fuel consumption was at the rate of 40.78 miles to the gallon. Up to this point no oil had been added. At Sweetwater, Texas, on November 30th, with a total mileage of 1,382, the average fuel consump tion was 43.87 miles to the gallon. Clear weather and dry but dusty roads were encountered across Texas. The stop for December Ist was at Dallas, Texas. | i ! 4 r ‘ ¢ . heat . > > 2 » - 7 y [t sets a new high mart for fuel economy. Never Aztec, Arizona. The average for the day was 41.33 On the run from Sweetwater to Dallas the record average hetor } c ' , - ‘ / , ‘ bet has any car so dramatically , SO age oe miles to the gallon of fuel of 53.6 miles to the gallon was established. lemonstrated Outstanding performance ability le { . , despite the fact that the E Shades Ciltetad C8 ; pa f “te I On December 2nd, the distance covered yr ; ; ountains between Los gn nde? Yficia Jbservation r ay 4 was 307 miles to Arkadelphia, Arkansas. . ngeles and Yuma, Arizot "Lf x Che entire test was conducted under the official ob- ee nd Ms _— The fuel consumption was 7.5 gallons, giv- were crossed. : é rvation of the American Automobile Association. wvdnapaniie ing an average for the day of 40.9 miles to Phe car was completely examined for stock status Tucson, Arizona, was the gallon. At this point the grand aver- Los Angeles, California, by George F. Stephen reached on the second day. age for the trip was 44.47 miles to the ym, western member of the National Technical The distance traveled being gallon tee Committee, Contest Board, A. A. A : indi ; ee Through Blinding Storm An Official Technical Observer remained with / g the Whippet throughout the trip f y \ From Indianapolis, the route lay across , ; I \ Indiana ¢ ye id Ty Pr a eee . j — = pre into seri pag and ‘ ’ \ uesdé . we "TIVE - wing. The entire fuel system was then scaled, fj } \s esday the uppet arrived at Union RN Aebe- Yves: Aiea ae f~ town. During the day the car was forced cal carried by the observer. An accurate “ ‘ r pr atsoe oe 7 Pst aioe lud “4 \ to buck a heavy storm of rain, hail and or the cri} Was Kept DY the opserver, inciuc ing s \ fs } trv of all fuel and oil Ided. At the _—— \ Illustration shows accurate gasoline sleet with the roads slippery from the ice ~ nebo eae Ula Hid ALL 4 aged, 4 c A ® —_ measure used to carefully check fuel F com in of the trip a report was prepared by : } consumption throughout the trip the American Automobile Association certifying ‘ y detail of this remarkable record lt, accomplished through care- ful di in expert, shows that extraordinary ¢ obtained from the Whippet and that even linary driving it will render much higher ige than any other light car built. Log of Famous Coast-to-Coast Trip The route followed the southern transcontinental

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Continued from Page 82 use.’” He laughed again. ‘‘l wonder if it ind Marina we lark, and they kindled at his description would have worked.” ( e told hin o = ‘ ; nerat af By of Loup stealing like a lou rou throug! “It will always be the disappointment of ulated than was } t the me \ the bracken to head off and ambush the my life,’’ Clive said smilingly, “that Iwas might make I Ln enemy that had previous) not down the cheated out of the chance to try That was Doyis! narm ar 1ece } vy and left it on the road for dead my fault too. My waiting too long was a1 getting 1 *. finally ¢ e had finished his narra other example of slow wits.”’ when reli } on Fanch sat fe moment in much the At any rate you atoned for it,’’ Fanch vocation, would ] ga wut I : attitude of Maitre Rodin’s Penseur, whic said consolingly His face became grave She had somet} ymbolic figure the Breton in some respects again and he seemed to ponder for a mo-_ to adn t v4 | resembled. Fanch showed now in his re ment, then said with a sort of boyish difl tion that n ixat Y Une Durden ol latigue resulting de nce | also have tried to atone for a Was a mf I t \ from the protracted physical dure of duty too long delayed, monsieur. On this wer ts of worse t f f g ‘ an ¢ v driving his boat short-handed to Belle last voyage my wife and I adjusted our seigniorial estat than the iteau t t \ isie, consumed with anxiety for Aliste’s estrangement of the past seven years. The Guerveur afety, and culminating in his tremendous war was responsible for a good deal besides Marina had not t mn efforts of the past twelve hours. Clive could bloodshed and loss of fortune.”’ cultivated to ng a natural tale é é ealize that it was no light task to c: ‘I am very glad to hear that you and driving her mind and tongue tanden t er. ( ‘ those two bodie er the path to the cliff, Madame de Guerveurare reconciled,’ Clive mind the leader, 1 ecomt ible under Aliste ha se! ‘ fi rag down and launch a heavy fish-net said, and the words came from his heart. emotion or after a cr Her life ha et a! that unabie row out and consign the corpses to He had begun to wonder at Aliste’s re- many crises. But r id not from the f leaving the chate he de fish, ther rry the big, sorely sistance to the attractions of this strong, first impressed ( e as a woman of ba posed it must st i tricken Loup up the steep path and back | simple nature with its boyish charm in the _ heart or principle it pa ute, and at her role gnorance wit to the farm physical beauty of ademigod. The fineness the same time cautious in a situation. He rather than t t that On top of this prodigious toil had come of an old race, the dignity of birth, shone guessed that her rupture with Fancl j ted by the | e,a o the repair and resetting of the massive through Fanch’s habit of Breton fisherman. happened immediat« n his learning that n that she knew © pix joor and the scrubbing of the premises. Clive reflected that the chances were there she was asp And he was a French navy than she chose t imit Only a man of this Breton nobleman’s — had been no voluntary pressure on the part pilot, and tensely patriot Marina Acting on t} massive frame and nervous energy could of this man for Aliste to resist. Love her he indiscretions had not been cause, but effect ’ have accomplished it might, but respect their relations he must Fanch now appeared t ive forgiven her Have i not " Yet Fanch now appeared less overborne always have done. Fanch had, Clive felt both faults, the former because there was met yester é fatigue than profoundly thoughtful, convinced, asked no more than the quality much mor t t Frencl é nize " q even whe under the load of body weari-_ of friend Basque blood, the atter because she wa when a ing ma n An ness, precisely the masterly depiction to “When my wife and I parted,’”’ Fanch so obviously not the sort to lead a loveless N uid Aliste make Rodin’s Thinker so great a master said, ‘‘the mot dé our for any sort of wrong life when set aside But ke man\ ick matte She made the piece behavior was: ‘C’est la guerre.’ That false womenwhoare natural rather thar ous ent then aske ! And the Breton fisherman, by force and feeble excuse for every fault made me and whose hearts are not unkind, Marina, husky ‘ circumstance, proved now that there furious. It should have been precisely the after having passed through her stormy the iteau | was nothing apathetic in his mental pro reverse. The sacrifices of war should en- epoch, would be fairly certain to settle dow1 I have just con { ess, but that it contained the fineness noble rather than villainize one’s thought toaserenerespectability,enjoylifeandhelp (¢ e fixed his eyes int - ombined with force in the chiseled marble, and action 3ut I’m afraid’’—he gave his her husband to enjoy his own. Clive by nearsighted or Your t} ne for he said slowly, “I think that I have boyish smile—‘‘that human nature is not na had not be might te olved the problem of the pistol, monsieur made that way.”’ The scout, kee W ba te ‘ “What, then?” Clive asked The naive statement touched Clive. n, had pected u inde é | Fanch smiled, showing a double row of ‘‘The war was an epoch of madness,” he where his su s is strong shell-white teeth. “‘My answer _ said, ‘‘and few natures were strong enough wit! is} r f I to your question was not exact. I failed to to resist their moments of folly. How did 1 ” The elder w earch everywhere in this room. For that you come to a better understanding with jut all this did not particularly interest hers matter, so did you, in your desperate haste your wife?” Clive at the moment, because there wa hort ! There is but one place where that pistol “It was that document. I thought that scant room in his thoughts for the affairs It was ¢ an be.” it contained no more than Bella’s memoirs, of other people. He w mmersed in that \ I Clive looked around him impotently, and decided to return the manuscript, tell- epitome of dual absorption which is é he then shook his head and smiled in return ing her what was the truth—that mam’selle The leaven had been working fast, ar Aliste, and wa turbe ‘You've got me stumped, mo ‘i on sailing had mailed it to me here. Bella active fermentation was now beginning to of her et ‘You say you must have struck it with told me its true nature. When I learned lift the lid. S hat while his heart was Alist he hatchet, as you remember the clash of that her intention was to place it in the light as he walked the road toward _ battle if metal, followed by a clatter?”’ hands of the proper authorities, not forany the town, it wa ittering fron “Such is my impression. But I was too price but because she felt it to be her duty certainty about vy Aliste might receive wrought up to be very sure of any detail to the world’s peace, my feeling for her the most important of news that e was I All the same, there can be no mistake about changed. I saw that underneath all that fron yyhood he i nly herse f mor the two shots fired, and the fact that this had offended me her heart was good.”’ all the girls and men he had knowr | e last cleaned **So she impressed myself,’ Clive said. that it had needed some t of exy Y ‘ r “And what have you done with the docu- to reveal this unsu ed vein of gold vright.”” Fanch ment?” An expert fen t might say that t e big fireplace, “It is here,’’ Fanch said. “‘The officerto time for ve-making wa hosen, and |! ‘ked up the bellows and blew on the thin whom she wished mam’selle to deliver it that it would have been better to wa veculent wood ashe They swirled has since died, and we do not know to Aliste should be recovered from the s} t a gray cloud. A sheen of blue- whom it should be given to receive the best ng ordeal through which she had just H ick metal appeared Clive smote his consideration.” passed t vas |] ng 4 that t | gh a slap, gave a short laugh of self- “If you will intrust it to me,”’ Clive said ( e was la ‘ finesse to present ipable sgust “T shall see that it reaches the proper quickly a bill for s e rendere Such a fe t As 1 hy t ny TY i! ne I n ! i as | a ‘ t t ent to tne M4 t t t t ed to muddle throug! But as a tl personage inn ount ir Pre ent rst re me, | am what we ca n America a special messenger in the diplomatic sack more thor t rom our embassy in Paris. You say that it new and d \ ere n this house had beer Yes, monsieur Fanch smiled Itis e Wa ‘ other room itwitting that sly de of a boche mine il i l inter who had his nest at the north end _ but fly straight upward—had yet the sam¢ ins s island, and whom they called Pen juick, fluttering wings id se Pete, was equaled only by admiratior He had good news for Aliste, who must be r their daring aboard the deep-drafted waiting nervously for the discover the n sh boats with wt tr 1 ed by here was to be no official inquiry, no preamble . ean think of nothingtosurt that juestions asked sne would be giad, ( er i and } . # } r that | hoped T pelever oO ea no} l

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Continued from Page 87 nothing for her but to Aliste evidently bullied. Nobody obey, however had er Clive thou gi t, or € t ! was as dominant and cleanly cut as ality ] the head of Liberty on a fres} minted coin, but far prettier. A present vitality that tilted the nose of the classic. A young woman who would have her way or none at all Tante Colette started on her way sort of wh impelled by a mora Aliste stared at Clive. ‘Clive, what’ happened? What’s all this about? And is Loup really alive? Will he get well?” “I believe so. He seems deeply bruised and shaken up inside, but dogs can stand a lot of mauling. Fanch thinks he will pull through.” “Then Fanch came home and found what was there?” ‘“‘And removed all the traces. wit isking access of energy, as thoug!} Ab | thrust en arriere. Marina helped. There’s nothing to fear, present or nl ii future. You may consider the whole fear episode as closed. We don’t think you need stay any longer in hiding. Here come some people. Let’s walk over to the top of the cliffs. There’s quite a lot I want to say to you ‘And there’s a good deal I want to say to you, too, Clive,”’ Aliste interrupted. ‘‘ But tell me one thing first: Did Marina put those men on my trail?’ ‘No. She was being watched, and they suspected me of being an American secret- service agent. I was never out of their sight, after talking to Marina. You have me to thank for all this.”’ Aliste nodded. ‘‘ Yes,” have you to thank. And I’ve dering why.” “That’s what I want to tell you,” Clive said briefly. “Here come some people. Let’s go.” sd been won- she said softly XVII HEY started across the moor. Coming presently to a great solitary stone not far from the cliff’s edge, low and more slop- ing at this point, Clive motioned to a slab of rock so placed as to command a view of the blue shimmer of sea, with the stone flanking it to cut off observation from the road. A drowsy murmur of splashing waves came up from the beach and in the town a church bell was ringing, the sound softened by distance. “A wedding,” Aliste said, and the augury seemed good to Clive. They seated them- selves in a flood of sunshine that was not too warm. Glancing at Aliste’s face Clive saw a delicate tinge of color high on her She took off her glasses, and the her eyes gave him the same little tinge of surprise that it used to do. One might have that the concave lenses were needed to bring them down to the proportions of her other features. Without them, her face had an elfin look, particularly twisted her upper lip, which was ver bile, of an Irist father. “You ask me why I meddled in your af fairs,”’ Clive said slowly. ‘‘ Well, I couldn't cheeks. largeness of said when she gave the smile that sort inherited from her have said myself three days ago. I’ve never been a meddler, was concerned. So whatever it started me I don’t know. especi: 7 where a woman Was that I do,”’ Aliste said calmly. “You do? Well, what, then?” “Because at last, after more years than I like to think about, you found time to i yout me. My radio got throug! “Your radio?” look. Metaphysics had nev forte. ‘“‘You mean that you were all that time —thinking about me “Yes. I never forgot that summer, and He gave nera puzzled er been Clive’s send you, for very long. I always felt that w were going to meet again some day, whe vou weren't treme dous] pus} f Naval Academy took every minute of 5 time until you graduated, and then whatever it is that you’ve beer doing since. You see, Clive, you are one of men who never ease down in wha those was not a mistress to be THE SATURDAY ness or an ocear age wit iutie perforn Clive nodded ‘l ist ge n have done it Il wa er mere i ‘ ger betlore And ot! ) ‘ rY aboard the ship from wh yu had peared kept you constant n my n rt and a grow gy nu it iW t not dead, afte i “You r ri really eheved that. d ) down in your heart let Clive turned and Didn't —. = ] l, come tot! t belt I ever did, except theoretically. That must be the reason I wasn’t more grieved. I've sometimes wondered about that “You felt me somewhere in the ) alive,”’ Aliste stated traz quilly “And I knew that sooner or later you would con Clive received this statement in silent wonder. The r interview ting out of hand He had bron here and planted her on that big to make love to her sounded very much as if she were mal love to him Also, what she said did not check up with the fact of her having come engaged to a faithl hero and ther retired from the world of life and motior for seven years on learning of his deat Mourned him until she had proof of fidelity, then laughed a ral to the casino “*When did you begin to think that way about me?” Clive asked. “After I learned that my fiancé had scarcely set foot on French soil before he making love na had no idea I knew the cathe to another womalt man whom she was talking about when she told me of their affair.”’ “Tow Marina had not of woman to cont stranger. “She said she was surprised that I |} did she happer to do impressed Clive as the sort de immediately in a never married, and I told her why. T} she said that, after all, it was better to cher ish an ideal than to ruin those of the man you loved and be put away by him, espe after one was married. I asked her what she meant and she told me that she had married a splendid man just before the war broke. Some months before that she had become a secret agent of the Germar and was in their pay Then, when the cr h came, she wa ] s too deeply involved to get out. They let her understand that unless she continued her services they would send her correspondence to the French Conseil Ther and imprisoned or de- Kept on, [ de Guerre. court-martialed ported. So she was enougn to get her ping to keep it a secret from her husband, who became a French naval pilot. But for some reason he suspected her, though he had no proof They quarreled, and he would have nothing more to do with her. That made her bitter } } } nal ++] nd reckless, she said, and a littl an¢ met an American fell in love with her. That was my { ancé ** Are you sure that it was seriou Clive asked. ‘Lots of good men engaged to girls at home lost their heads temporari It seems to have beer the air.” it was serious enough to show me what a fool i’d been \liste said short Not so much for kee} y true tom leals as lor getting engaged to him at nstead ol Waiting.” ‘Waiting for what Aliste’s head turned slow ind her peer- ig sion, from rest the sea, became xed on Clive’ inquiring eyes W tn inten- sit “For you.” For me? But I was only a i, and I never told you how much I w ve witl Sne gave ner tw ed tt smile ) ‘ ou had, thoug! un not nown it. You told mea good n mes day, wit! our es and the tone o yur voice and t wa lu wor tom me nave a good time and t be yme I France or heartsick for my father, whom I I adored EVENING POST ( ‘ - \ nae ; ( , - I’ve neve wT I h. O ] e wit 1 i n | ' ? } | n't ¥ i . t i ‘ A r mé ) [ | tt " 1 good nrade ia ( me A home | ‘ ‘ ise the fathe e adored A ©@% ( ] ewing old : ener Ree merne: “ IR CHAIN ginning to get interested ud of a IS YOUR Port ‘ | | ( A t rr t ome t “4 y = Q b ‘ 5 ! _ S CORRECT If only I'd sessed,” Clive AS AR aul” Ames cadens » YOUR WATCH n't \ ¢ nt 1ed You were AS ( JIN J l f } i ’ t to the Na > \ len t yr eve gt ) + t ‘ lat ¢ m the 1 Knew that you ought not to be t WHY pull an up-to-the You got your high stand and held ind second watch from vour kent on } ng it. through the a en : a afters You never had a1 pocket with a behind-the ‘ s v 4 ‘ i t moment. nor time to think of m times chain Hold o ve interrupted Thousands of men are thought that some da > . y ren emnaiy doing just that todav. Bu es, t it ne Cal ee] ane i right through a lifetime As the ’ as great a number have passed and I never saw yu heard n found that thev looked a you, I got to believe that the some day w lot better felt a tort b FenhOw end and Chet 5 should nev smarter when they I r catch up wit t I said to n elf \fter a ind-girl ve s the most stretched new and hand helpless thing that can happen, because it's some Simmons Chains a sort of inoculatior Clive has got over it across their vests. a iit will never come back aval Or if it does, it will be merely far-away and sweet lil in old childhood song one hums but does not sing The higher you went, the pu yu got, and I stayed just where I wa \\ + . y _" . — WI rp oF , ; fis * a : For over fifty years, fession? You're right, Aliste. AllIthoucht Simmons has set the stand- about was getting on.” ard in watch chain styles. ; New d my ¢ e Book and pasted ir ! : : . 5 , stantly. One of them will designs appear con- Sis ea out of tt. I managed | SUit you. Amd every ont ty et t most everv Na ame Ww , gives splendid service i were eon the team ar pt I too, because of the put [ saw most traces. I a" ented process of drawing . ’ natural gold, green gold lus ed when you were é ipanut ‘ of Glen over your an ind became Or White gold over a stout the youngest full na lo te base metal. the est h, Iv , I Your jeweler setis ( ( l tiw eve ; , \ . Simmons Chains. You will i ‘ t t t , ‘ i | t the find many designs fort I } 1 be t r i business and sports wear I I 1 ! to choose from in the [ ' , four stvles offered , t wa Waldemar, Dickens, Vest r \ ‘ and Belt. Prices S4 to : : $15. R. F. Simmons Ce A . Attleboro, Mass ‘ { ‘ T o ah Wi | | time, whe Ame i K - I me Wr T T T t i t en \ ue M ; , '

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Clive reached for and secured her other hand. ‘ Well, what’s the matter with it?” His voice had a dominant, triumphant ring. ‘“‘It has come, hasn't it?”’ Aliste gave a sudden wrench of her arms, but failed to disengage his tautened grip. ‘No, of course, it hasn’t. Nothing between us has changed, unless it’s for the worse. I haven't told you all this to make you sorry for me, take pity on the result of my rotten foolishness. Do you think I'd let you marry a woman who will be considered as feeb'e- minded or worse, when it’s known tla after all, she wasn’t a suicide? How am I to explain that I've been living for the past year under the same roof with a handsome Breton noble fisherman who fished me out and brought me to his home? A lot that would help your distinguished career!” “My distinguishe sd career can carry a lot more strain than that,” Clive said calmly. ‘But it couldn't stand the strain of carry- ing on without you, now that I’ve found you at last. ‘Well, it will have to,’’ Aliste said hotly ; I: shall never marry you, and that’s that.’ ‘Listen a minute, Aliste, and stop wrig- gling. Look at the situation as she sits. I'm here, aren’t I? And I’ve got you, haven't I? Well, why am I here and how have I got you, and doing what? The mem- ory of you was working in me always, like the work of a coral island, building up from Roll Your Own LOVE to read of he men, of landsmen and of seamen Those lusty, gusty giants Whose reliance Is their strength. I read with joy of tussles that strain the toughest muscles A bloody, muddy gory Sort of story Told at length. I like the hard-boiled hero who bathes in snow at zero, Who hews his way through jungles in the quest of love or pelf, Who proves himself a master in triumph or disaster And blithely does the sort of things I'd never do myself. In tales I fairly revel about some reckless devil vv ho sé ready, heady daring Sends him tearing Into strife, Who truculently swaggers through flocks of guns and daggers W ho's gladly, n adly quay lng Of the laughing Wine of life I trail him with emotion by earth and sky and ocean; I thrill to his encounters with the Ghibel- line or Gue Iph, As dauntlessly he dances through riskiest of chances And gayly does the sort of things I'd never do myself I’m just a dub civilian, a member of the billion Who never sever any Of their many Binding fles. I’m handcuffed to my labors, my home and prosy nar ors: I couldn't, wouldn't chan je ut (Jr arrange il / Otherwise I love to read of he men, of landsmen and of THE SATURDAY EVENING POST underneath; or what’s more finished in the end, the growth of a man. The physical and chemical processes go on more or less automatically, but there has got to be a soul au fond, in the depths, to direct these energies of growth. You have always been that soul—the thought of you, whether consciously or subconsciously. Back of the effort of every real man there is the thought of a woman.” “That’s not true. You've been sufficient to yourself.” “What the deuce do you know about it?’’ Clive demanded. ‘‘There’s the fact that I’m here. I didn’t wash up on the beach. I came of my own free will and ac- cord, letting all else wait, because I fe't somewhere inside me that you were alive and in a tight jam and needing me to get you out. Well, I came and I've got you out. So here you are, my sweet, all clear and mine. My, but I’m hungry for you!” He proceeded with that gentleness which is to be found in overwhelming strength against a resistance that is not whole- hearted to assuage his appetite. Aliste struggled for a moment, then relaxed. Rather more than that, like a woman cling- ing to a big outlying rock and determined to hold fast against the rush of a big break- ing wave, and who then finds the force of contact helpful in reaching the safety of the shore. Aliste suddenly transferred the strength of her energies to merging them with those of the caressing breaker, and strove with instead of against it to the solid land. They walked back slowly to the ances- tral home of the De Guerveurs, that Whose yarns of high adventure line my libererry shelf. But when it comes to sharing their doing and their daring They're welcome to do all the things I'd never do MmyYyse If. Berion Brale y. Tides HE sea comes rushing to the land With gifts of sea shells in its hand. Then hurries back to China for A handful more. Mary Carolyn Davies. The Old Settler HEY found a river botiom caked with clay, Though here and yon there waved a patch of green; They camped for rest throughout a night and day, Digging for water for themselves and beasts Then left the cam pe rs’ mess where the y had bee n. And moved on westward still, in search for gold. Westward they moved, but there was one who stayed; {nd not because he feared, or was grown old, Although they laughed at him, and called him fool, W hile some of them surmised he was afraid. He said, 2 Or if you do, it won't be worth the while; T he gold you seek you'll neve r find, But here lies gold for him who has a mind To build, to sow the seed and wait its growth, And work both for himself and for man- kind.” At first it was a shanty built of sod In which the settler 'ived and dared the drought, Praying for rain upon his knees to God; And others came , attracte d by his faith, As he toiled on, while not} ing changed his thought. An outpost rose, a point on the frontier; Rains une xrpecte d made the fat soil good ; February 19,1927 picturesque semiruin that for centuries had been farm or fortress, as the exigencies of times peaceful or stormy had required. This last beleaguerment with its forced entry and sanguinary defense was not the first that its ancient walls had seen. No more were the softer sequels of robust action. Little wars had raged round and big loves been lived inside them. Fanch received the pair with an under- standing if somewhat wistful smile. His house was sedately in order. Marina wel- comed them with poise and dignity. The past contacts of her multi-colored life had contained their values as well as their But Clive felt there had always been about the singer a sort of fastidious- ness to hold her above the sordid. Her im- pulses, he thought, had been of passion, not of greed. Perhaps the clearest solution of pure dis- interested motive there was Loup. The great dog lifted its head as Aliste ap- proached, then struggled to its feet and stood unsteadily. But there was brimming life in the tawny eyes. Nobody could look into those wells of devotion and not read the motto that animated affectionately or savagely that splendid canine soul. It was the same as had been emblazoned on ban- ners, thrust forward on standards of war, gritted through clenched teeth and poured out in streams of voluntary gold. It re- ferred to the enemies of France upon the battlefield and in the home, and lately it had gleamed from the molten eyes of Loup: “They shall not pass!” bruises. (THE END) OLTS’ CORNER Somehow the river rose in currents clear; The locusts ceased fo come in darke ning flight As if the God of Nature understood, And was determined, where men made their stand, They should not trust in providence in vain. Now miles of wheat make golden all the land; That outpost is a city famous far For wealth of men and women, corn and grain. As for those who adventured farther on: Some sank beneath the Indian's hostile darts; Some found, and cursed, the gold they came upon; Some got back East at last, cursing the West Too few survived the hope that broke their hearts. Sometimes there’s something in not moving on, In standing t one — n standing by a person or a place, As watchers in the night that wait for dawn, Till Life, as if admiring stead fasiness “hae Lends iron Circumstance a geniler Har ry Ke mp. Nocturne in Blue and Silver K e~ the dark day's dim ¢ nding In the old town, {nd with the night desce nding Snow drifts down. The gray of the day surrenders To gray of night; Ah, Sé¢ k no ¢ ‘olore d sple ndors In this twilight. See only the gray snow cover With silken shroud The city, the quiet lover, Q d i¢ a proud. The night dreams lor g thove it, Snow falls slow ‘What of it?”’ you ask “what of it? I don’t know Morris Bishop. i } '

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Further observations concerning the duck sickness were made during the summer of 1926 by Mr. F. C. Lincoln, of the Biological Survey, who spent several weeks in the Utah Marshes banding wild fowl. On June twenty-ninth, in passing through a narrow channel on the grounds of the new State Gun Club near the mouth of the Jordan River, he saw at least 300 dead ducks and many sick ones. Fifty of these were gath- ered, and after being banded were trans- ferred to an inclosure with fresh water, where nearly all soon recovered and flew away. Of this number twenty-six were pintails, eleven green-winged teals, five mallards, four cinnamon teals, two spoon- bills, one a gadwall, and one a redhead. Near Duckville, on the Bear River Marshes, he found conditions vastly worse because of the greater area involved. There one day he found twenty-two dead Canada geese and captured four others that were helpless, but saved them by the fresh-water treat- ment. In addition to vast numbers of ducks, he found dead California gulls, great blue and snowy herons, avocets, black- necked stilts, sandpipers, Wilson phalaropes glossy ibises, coots and yellow-headed black- birds. In one area not more than five feet square Mr. Lincoln counted eight ducks that had recently died, and reports that the stench on this marsh from the decaying bodies of the birds was almost overpower- ing. Owing to the vegetation on the marshes he could see only a small part of the dead birds. He is confident, however, that tens of thousands of ducks and vast numbers of other birds had already per- ished there, although his observations were made only at the beginning of the season of the sickness and the most serious losses came later. Mortality at Malheur The destructive effect of the duck sick- ness on the supply of migratory wild fowl was emphasized by the finding of recently hatched downy young ducks dead on or near their nests, sometimes with the body of the mother bird lying where she had spent her last strength and perished trying to regain the nest. In other instances the parent had succumbed at a distance and the young perished from exposure, possibly from the poisonous waters about them. Mr. Ray C. Steele, a United States game warden of the Biological Survey, also re- ports finding the downy young ducklings dead as a result of this duck disease at Malheur Lake, Oregon. It is obvious that no supply of birds can stand such losses of both old and young. Practically all observers of this mortality of ducks in the marshes in the several states where it occurs have mentioned the sur- prising rapidity with which the dead birds disappear. They report that on various occasions they found great numbers of dead birds lying scattered over the marsh within view, and on their visiting the same area a few weeks later, unless birds had continued to die, the marsh would show little trace of the tragedy that had occurred. This may be accounted for, in part at least, by the fact that most of the recently dead birds examined by Mr. Lincoln were filled with a mass of the larve of a fly that was very abundant on the marshes. Through this means the birds might dis- ntegrate very rapidly. EVENING POST Continued from Page 13 During the summer of 1926 United States Game Warden Steele visited Malheur Lake and gives a vivid account of the effect of the duck sickness there. He reports that on the morning of August third he made a trip by boat down the Blitzen River, and that immediately after leaving the landing near the border of the reservation he en- countered large numbers of wild ducks, coots and avocets. “Thousands of the birds,’’ he reported, “were congregated in this shallow channel. Many took wing on our approach; num- bers of them, however, owing to weakness, fell back into the water after flying a short distance, while thousands of others ap- peared to be paralyzed and unable to fly. Some of them were very weak and avoided drowning by resting their heads on their backs. Sick, dying and dead ducks and other birds were everywhere. Large num- bers of them had taken refuge among the dense tules along the shore and on small islands, where they had died by thousands. It would have been impossible to walk along the shore without stepping on the birds’ carcasses. Thousands were lying in the water and embedded in the soft mud along the shore line. Large numbers of little downy fellows were found dead only short distances from the nests in which they had been hatched. The stench on the marsh from the decaying carcasses of the birds was almost unbearable.” The Fresh:Water Cure Mr. Steele’s investigations at Malheur Lake in 1925, extending from the last days of June into early July, convinced him that during that period of two weeks at least 100,000 ducks had died, in addition to thou- sands of other marsh-frequenting birds. In this locality in 1926 the disease was re- ported on July ninth, when heavy losses again occurred. These were not so severe, however, as in 1925, since fewer birds were present in the marshes, their scarcity no doubt being brought about by the losses of the previous year. It is interesting to note that this observer at Malheur Lake found no trace of losses among Canada geese, although thousands of them were seen. During the late summer and fall of 1925, United States Game Warden Tonkin found water fowl dying in great numbers at Tule Lake, where he estimated that not less than 50,000 of them had died. In 1914 to 1923, while Buena Vista Lake, in the southern end of San Joaquin Valley, California, was becoming dry, the duck sickness occurred there yearly on a consid- erable scale. During the fall and winter of 1922 and the spring of 1923 the lake was nearly gone, and enormous numbers of birds of many kinds perished on the dry flats surrounding the insignificant area of water remaining at the bottom of the bed. The bare flats that were the former bottom of the lake were many square miles in ex- tent and were so dotted with the dead birds that the total loss must have been enormous, probably numbering more than 1,000,000 individuals, among which were great numbers of ducks of eight different species. Reports also have been received during different seasons of ducks dying from sim- ilar causes in the marsh areas bordering Snake River, in Southern Idaho, on other marshes in Montana and on the Cheyenne Flats along the Missouri River in Kansas, all adding to the appalling total loss of bird life. Information has been received from Mr. Gene Howe, of Amarillo, Texas, that during the late summer and early fall of 1926 there was a loss of at least 10,000 ducks on half a dozen small lakes about twenty miles east of that place. On one of these lakes about 5000 birds are said to have perished. Mr. Howe stated that this sickness occurs there nearly every year and expresses the belief that it is due to overconcentration. Pintails February 19,1927 are reported to come there the latter part of August by hundreds of thousands and to swarm in such masses on certain of the lakes, probably where some favorite food is abundant, that they actually hide the water. When helpless birds were picked up there and placed in a fresh-water pen, Mr. Howe reports that 95 per cent of them recovered and flew away. Some of the farmers in this vicinity drive the birds away from the ponds where the sickness occurs by firing blank cartridges before the opening of the hunting season. When this is done no more sick birds are found. From the symp- toms described by Mr. Howe, it appears to be almost a certainty that the birds dying on the lakes in the Panhandle of Texas are suffering from the same causes that affect the birds on the Bear River Marshes and other areas mentioned above During his investigation of migratory wild-fowl conditions in Central Mexico in the early part of 1926, Major EF. A. Gold- man, of the Biological Survey, visited a great depressed area known as Bolson dk Mapimi, in Northeaste Durango and Southwestern Coahuila. There, among other smaller lakes, formerly existed the great Laguna de Meyran, a water area with- out outlet, more than thirty miles in length and fifteen in width, and forming the sink of the waters of the Nazas River and other streams. Through the diversion of the waters of these tributaries to irrigate cotton and other fields, the lake has disappeared except for occasional ponds scattered in little basin over its bed. In these areas and in the flooded cotton fields enormous numbers of migratory wild fowl gather, including ducks, geese, sandhill cranes and others Residents of this region state that duck often cover the water so thickly over area many acres in extent as to form an almost solid mass, and that the combined noise of their feeding resembles that of a drove of hogs. These flooded fields and the small ponds in the sinks scatte form one of the gre: inter haun migratory wild fowl that have passed southward through the United States. A Puzzling Symptom In one section, near the town of Tlahua- lilo, in Northeastern Du thousands of ducks died dur 1925. The loss was greatest just before Christmas, but it continued for some time later. The species most affectec have been pintail ducks, blue and sandhill cranes. Examination of the dead birds by a local physician shows that the alimentary canal was empty and somewhat ol inflamed, one of the symptom alkaline poisoning. This loss of birds, which amounted to many thousands, ap- to have been limited to a restricted rict within a few miles of Tlahualilo. In March, 1926, no ducks were dyi but fragments of those that had died a few months before could still be found. The part of this loss of d life that is at pres- ent puzzling is the fact that it occurred in an area wh there were no visible evi- dences of alkali. While in the West in 1925 my attention was drawn so forcibly to the probably widespread effect of the losses of migratory wild fowl from the so-called duck sickness led to Make a special investiga he subject durir the season o y 1g - the first time f: red ina compre hensive way, covering gat! the entire matter. The result is convincing that a situation has developed in that region that is far more serious than ha been heretofore appreciated During the season of 1925 an e de crease of migratory wild fowl was reported from the Pacitic Coast region, but simulta neously reports told of a remarkably open Continued on Page 94 | i] ' | i

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ANSONI SQUARELLOX Ever Hear of an AUTOMATIC Alarm Clock? 1 days ¢ T { ) j P I t s I is 1 » t x I S ¢ | wt r | { ¢ ‘ ‘ ‘ f I f $5.00, Ask for it by name—Ansonia S Booklet on request shou Ng full line of Square lox THE ANSONIA CLOCK COMPANY f i ’th Ave. & 12th St., Dept. P, Brooklyn, N.Y ‘ Nn juare Simplex—at your jewel ers’, department or drug store ANSONIA means LLOCKS Continued from Page 92 season in Alaska, with ducks and geese remaining there apparently la ter than had ever previously wen known. This seems to have misled all familiar with the sub- ject into the belief that this lained the scarcity of birds hersouth. Withasimilar and even greater shortage of birds during the fall of 1926, it appears plain that this shortage can be laid directly to the enormous mortality of birds through the causes mentioned. The losses have been so great that I doubt whether a closed season on migra- tory wild fowl in the Western states forthe past five yearswould have made conditions essentially different from what they are today. An Easy Remedy When this progressive and ap- palling destruction of migratory wild fowl in the West is once ap- preciated, the first question to arise has to do with the possi- bility of a remedy, and fortu- nately thereappeartobe perfectly practical measures to relieve the situation on a great scale in the localities where the most serious } iosses occur. A visit to the Bear River Marshes of Utah with State Fish and Game Commis- sioner Madsen in October, 1926, revealed to me the gratifying fact that a very con- siderable quantity of fresh water is being discharged by Bear River through marshes into Great Salt Lake, and that by building low dikes from fifteen to eighteen miles inlength this can be held back THE SATURDAY EVENING POST A Map Giving the Location of the Most Serious Out: breaks of Duck Sickness, Birds Have Perished Within the Last Few Years Where Many Millions no single piece of constructive conservation work that would yield such strikingly bene- It would create one of the most marvelous breeding places for wild fowl and other marsh-frequenting birds on the continent. Roughly estimated, the cost of this project would probably fall below $300,000. February 19,1927 At the great Federal Malheur Lake Bird Refuge in Eastern Oregon, where losses from duck sickness have been serious, a favorable change in the situa- tion could no doubt be produced by the erection of a dike at the lower end of the basin to hold back flood waters, supplemented by a series of artesian wells at the upper end of the basin, and by the purchase of a ranch at one side of the lake basin having great springs of needed good water. In this way this formerly marvelous breeding ground for wild fowl and other marsh birds could be restored and be of vital help in maintaining the wild fowl of the Pacific Coast region. The cost of completing this project would probably not exceed $100,- OOO, Lower Klamath Lake, a former great breeding ground for wild fowl, but now drained throug} the development of an irrigation project, could also be in large part restored without undue expendi- ture of money. The develop- ments here might involve building a short dike and other improvements. The restoration of water in Lower Klamath Lake is dependent, however, on the good will and coéperation of the landowners, whose interests must be safe- guarded by holding the water level low enough to prevent the flooding of agricul tural lands. The restoration of waters to this part of Klamath Lake Basin would have a marked effect in relieving the con- centration of birds and the losses from the duck sickness among them in the near-by Tule Lake Basin, in Northern Cali- to flood approxi- x mately 150 square ™~ ‘ miles of marsh. In t. this way this area can be changed from a terrible menace to bird life into a wonderful feeding and breed- ing ground for in- numerable wild fow] The Bear River Hunting Club has already diked and flooded about 8000 acres of marsh- land in this dis- trict, where great numbers of wild fowl rear their young each year. The success of this experiment is an excellent demon- stration of what might be done with this entire vast area. Should these marshes be converted into a healthy resort for the birds instead of remaining a ghastly death trap, itwould add to our wild-fowl supply hundreds of thou- sands of birds bred there each year. It would also pro- vide a resting and feeding ground for myriads of mi- fornia. Migration ‘y The banding of i, wild fowl in the be Bear River Marshes furnishes a striking demon- cessity for Federal birds in the Bear f " River Marshes q el from 1914 to 1916 4 for the Biological l Survey, Doctor ye Wetmore banded and liberated about 950 ducks y which he had gath- ered when helpless and had cured in fresh-water pens A considerable number of thes birds were after- ward taken not in Utah but ne of the sur- rounding states, Ny as far away as Texas, Western a Kansas, Califor- 4 nia and Montana. 7 Many of thess birds winter onthe 4 marshes of Cen- tral California, which they reach by flight across grants on their wa me way north and south, and thus fa- vorably affect the ng the Distribution of Wild Ducks Banded on the Illinois River Marshes, Central Illinois, and on the Bear River Marshes, Utah. Of 2773 Ducks Banded on the Illinois River 596 Have Been Retaken, of Which Only 20 Were Found West of the 100th Meridian of Longitude. A Map Show Of 1919 Banded on the Bear the Sierra Nevada, thus giving defi- nite proof of an un- suspected east- ‘ »¢ tne ar » lors game and ouner River Marshes 251 Have Been Retaken, of Which Only 12 Have Been Found and-west migra- bird supply of the East of the 100th Meridian, Indicated by the Black Line on the Map. This tion entire surrounding Plainly Indicates That the Wild Ducks of the West Form a Separate Group Continued on region. I know of From Those of the Eastern Half of the United States Page 97

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Continued from Page 94 Che significance of these fact S that they prove the Bear River Ma r be g point, supplying wild ‘y Mountain states and hat the vast mortality area must ece ir have had a direct effect in decre ng the uppiy lor all the tate ed With her limited number of hunts Utah could not be expected to devote $300,000 to the improvements necessary to cnange conditions n the ear Viver Marshes Neither could it be expected that money would be torthcoming tor ict a purpose from any of the lrrounding States that benent so materially Dy water fowl fr se marshe ] | n that the expenditure of! r sulr noweve great n the ind iu State nat rece é I t f their v i-fow IDI from the Be | f Marshes could in the ginte ( of affect the disast l es g ron in these marsnes Here, as at Malheur Lake n Oregor and Lower Klamath Lake n Northern California, exist cases that call for na tional action to overcome conditions that ire threatening pract to exterminate water fowl in the entire western half of have on the wild-fow part of the country. Fortunately informa- tion is available to give a definite rey to this. Since 1920 the Biological Survey has been conducting a widely spread coépera- tive campaign of bird banding t f United States and i time more thar ds n banded, including several thou e rious sper es of wild du KS oO this, Doctor Wetmore, during his invest rations of the duck sicknes n the Bear River Marshes from 1914 to 1916, banded tbout 950 ducks of the various species, re turns from which have come in from many places During the midsummer of 1926, Mr. I ( Lincofn, in charge of the bird-banding act ties of the bureau, visited the Bear River Marshes, where he lso banded about 950 breeding birds and the ) [he Is Dande 1 by yoctor Wetmore were mainly in the fall, and presumably largé migrants Eastern and Western Fowl The object of Mr. Lincoln's work was to nd the birds actua breeding in the marshes in ord to learn their distribut n the surrounding state So far as the lividuals taken go to show, this distribu tion proves to be the same as that of the fall birds banded by Doctor Wetmore. Of the 919 redheads, pintails, mallars shovelers, green-w and other birds b: Marshes, 251 were retaken up end of December 9° Of these 1 twe ¢ were taken west of the one hundredt} dian. Among the exceptions were one taken in Minnesota and two each in M souri, Kansas and Oklahoma. One pintail duck banded by Doctor Wetmore at the mouth of the Bear River Marshes on Sep- tember 16, 1914, was captured near Brawley, California, October 16, 192¢ ifter a period of about twelve year | nstitutes a world re i for the longevit 1 banded bird, the longest pre is OF having been a white stork, which carried a ind of the Rossitten Bird Observator f Germany for eleven years The records of birds banded « rtnern breedir ¢ ind or ned those banded in the Bear River Marshe nd contrasted with the returns from t] ands of other ducks banc nM I nite that the TY x cr il ‘ elor r west of the e } ire me | and the other to the re n east In the ! 4 r bottor Ce I}linois, mallards, pinta dau have hee t ied the few seasc Of theses Y; e hee taken, all but twent them east of t one | Y edtn me Ose t ‘ were captured ! ‘ distant Ca forr Oklahon Nebr 1, Sout 1) Some thousar lu have er hear {1 in Ka n \I nd at | S og in Ontario The pre tior t } is banded at these stat . on . east of the e } edth me r t illv the me the ’ ] Wuring the mn ! i exped migrator wate fow the Ot gr nds near the delta of the } R inded birds were taker the Ala then on the Queen C} tte the t f RB nh ¢ im till None these | 1 nas been taken farthe east 1 ind t! indications are that the majority of them winter in Califorr party from the Biological Surv banded breeding geese and other wild fowl in the Valle of the Old Crow River near th eastern boundary of Alaska, we north of the Arctic ( € To date only three of these birds ha been taken one eac! r effect on the supply of birds of the M + it f+ ‘ ‘ ‘ + ere being a widely r t ¢ ; ae 4 the states in the West. evi whnerea fr mma ti n the n abu ce i espe t ‘ ng the Potomac River and iriou ts of ¢ hesape ke Ba The . om} , , ry ) “ ne wation of areas in which d ( reported to have caused hea osses of wild fow nd tes that tl e are ted west of the one hundredth me liar i he main localities are Buena Vista Lake and Tule Lake, in ¢ ! Malheur Lake it Oregon, lakes ne An , Texa | the ooded tto ( I l ) n Mexico The wide extent and characte the estigatio t ‘ ne nN ? y ( t r i he " ist é } 1} on In? w — tuatior t ‘ £ t ‘ I | ned and effective met ~ rtsmer j ( ( t are I ed wit I t not th ter ial t t the weats \ lation threate ew e of huma vild fowl w i t tion-wide it l + {pt int! ? T T i 1 not east int t A ce . THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ADD contents of this can to the oil in § your car’s transmission and make gears = S py ii shift easily in coldest weather—for 75c Also sold in cans of 3 oz, 1 gal. and 5 gal. capacity lubric ime time preve stiffening. One p 1¢ z transmissi i ditt« Showing how gears “channel” in stiff oil — no lubrication. tarms factories, etc. Mechanic lage @ | Miactiind It daily does the ‘“‘impossible’’ for rusted nuts, lubricates typews people in all walks of life. 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GREAT NORTHERN LAND IS ADVENTURE LAND_ ectritication aids the smooth restful flight of the NEW ORIENTAL LIMITED "RANSLATING the force ot ifaln streams } nightiest motor-generator | bute much to the pleasurabl fi rf the : Amited through the snow capped Cascades. This, the finest train to the Pacifi Northwest, traverses the nl Aa w-altitude courses Mississippi, Missouri, Flat K otenal and Ci pei biile TE Sateen ateia toca ears ee aa ea y peaks mbla Kivers; skirts for si es the gliste ing peak Glacier National Park ver 1200 miles of cinderless iN ehind giant oil-burning locomotives Low rip tare n effect Ma 1s 7 ngton orte Tour he Pacific North t anc ska. Write for Information Ready for the 1927 seas he new Prince of W Hot Waterton Lakes National Park, a xtens f Glacier Nat a Park _—* the Canad REAT. NORTHERN a dependable railway A.J]. Dickinson, Passenger Trafic Manager, Great Northern Railway, St. Paul, Minn. “TSS 2 eG eee THE SATURDAY EVENING POST FASHIONS FOR THE FAMOUS February 19,1927 Continued from Page 36 the black cats—first one wanderer and then another—eternally named Beauty, brought a dash of the unexpected, and i never failed that something happened to favor the house, with the appearance of an inky feline. The most miserable creature it might be, but with its new name of Beauty it soon took on some of that qual- ity. This may sound nonsensical, but it istrue nevertheless. Anything which came in contact with Lady Duff-Gordon changed; she had a mysterious magnetism which caused things to grow and blossom. Romance came very often to our house The beautiful girls attracted our customers’ male friends, and down they would settle to the more secure if less exciting existence of marriage. Then Lady Duff-Gordon would begin to search London to find girls who had points of beauty to meet her exacting ideas. At one time a noted society woman ee left her husband unwisely begged to be taken on as a dressmaker’s model. But Lady Duff-Gordon shook her head. ‘You are a lovely wife,” she said, ‘‘as long as you keep silly notions out of your head, and very beautiful to look at. I prefer to work for you, rather than have you work for me. Besides, you haven't the face.” That face! What was it? I don’t quite know myself. But Her Ladyship recog- nized it immediately. It was something to do with expression rather than figure or coloring, I am sure. Just about this time Elinor Glyn’s novel, Three Weeks, was published, causing much comment among the many different classes who read it. It was also dramatized and produced at the Adelphi Theater in the Strand. Quitenaturally, Lady Duff-Gordon made the gowns for the play. Mrs. Glyn played the role of the heroine, with Charles Bryant as the romantic Paul. Alas, the novelist did not succeed as an actress, for the production ran but three nights. But everyone of note in all of London was in the audience, and four out of five women wore our gowns. Some wag dubbed these evenings the Sutherland Sisters’ Showings. A New Home for Fashion With every new sartorial move made by Lady Duff-Gordon, the inevitable pub- licity followed whether she sought it or not, and it in turn brought rich curiosity seek- ers, many of whom became staunch follow- ers and customers. In 1906 the business expanded so steadily and her following grew so large that our house, which seemed enormous in the beginning, was now crowded and annoyingly small. Near by, almost directly opposite, stood an equally artistic Georgian mansion, far more spa- cious. It was to this house across the square that we moved. Our staff now numbered more than two hundred employes. The enchanting interior, with heavy mahogany doors designed and carved by Adam, with enormous rooms whose walls were lined in fine heavy brocades, the yellows, reds, blues and heliotropes softened by age, was unlike any place in London then given over to trade. Each appointment—the fretted wainscoting above the tall windows, the woodwork of the baseboards, the great golden framed mirrors, the high decorated ceilings—wore dignity and magnificence. To complement this interior, a perfect gem of a garden, cine Bn h trees cen- turies old, graced the back a the house. Needless to say, this developed into the most beautiful setting for summer and garden frocks. Lady Randolph Churchill, the handsome Jennie Jerome, of New York, mother of the English statesman, the Right Honorable Winston Churchill, since known for his own masculine sartorial elegance and versa- tility—the English press never tires of commenting on his hats—was one of our first customers in the new house. She was a splendid-looking woman, beautifully pro- portioned, dark, and with deep, flashing eyes which bored into one always felt she knew my inmost thoughts when she looked at me, or was at least silently in- quiring for them. She often spoke of her son to us, sometimes as of a connoisseur of beauty, wondering if Winston would care for this dress or not; sometimes she told us with enthusiasm of his political progress and her high hopes for his achievements She seemed to fear that his pace was the pace of the race horse, and that, like his father, he had more speed than direction Her mother love and her mother pride wers always in evidence, and she was a most interesting person at all times, even if her manner did frighten one a bit Al Queen’s Trousseau One day Lady Marjorie Manners, then engaged to the Marquess of Anglesey, told me she must see Lady Duff-Gordon, but this time not about clothes. It seemed she had greatly admired our house, but its full possibilities had not appeared until Her Ladyship had taken it over, furnishing it completely and constantly adding to its beauty. It was the eve of Lady Marijorie’s wedding, and she said her cup of happiness would be filled completely if she could have this desirable house. She begged Her Lady- ship to name her price, and was fearfully upset when she would not for many reasons comply with this request. She loathed moving; also, people in all parts of the world were now familiar with the address nd she loved the place herself. Although this was a disappointment, it did not pre- vent the new Marchioness of Anglesey from coming to us for her clothes. With her was her now famous sister, Lady Diana Man- ners, who later became Lady Duff Cooper. Of course, their unique mother, the Duchess of Rutland, came also. All three are ex- tremely artistic, and through their mother’s efforts the two girls became justly noted as among the most cultured in England It was interesting to watch the various cliques in artistic and society circles as they formed in London house. It was most certainly a rendezvous for many of the westhetes of that day. How easy it was to come fora fitting, meeting for instance, the English actor, Sir Herbert very often in our Beerbohm Tree, with his wife and daughter, Viola. To listen, especially if you were an actress, to that rich and colorful voice ex pounding his theories of art and its relation to dress! One day asmall, well-appointed equipage, not unlike many others belonging to our customers, drove up and stopped before the entrance. A gentle-appearing lady de- scended, leaving two others waiting in the carriage. She was one of the two ladies in waiting to the Infanta Isabel, sister of the King of Spain. Upon finding Lady Duff- Gordon at home, she beckoned to the coachman, and the Infanta, with her other attendant, followed. She was an extremely simple and charming person to deal with Lady Duff-Gordon suggested an evening gown of palest blue for her, as she was quite fair. In those days satins were not the soft, clinging materials one selects today. This dress, quite one of the loveliest we ever made, might have stood alone. It was em- broidered in dull silver outlined with seed pearls and brilliants, and it took two sewir women three weeks to make it. It had something of an innovation ir train of one and a half yards Not long after this we received notice from the secretary of Princess Victor Eugenie Ena of Battenberg. Her Royal Highness wished for an appointment to select some gowns. Great was the excite ment prevailing, when an hour previous't her arrival, we all stood at attention. Her engagement to King Alphonso ‘XI Spain had been announced a short time before, so we surmised she wished to select garments for her trousseau. We were not wrong. Continued on Page 104 its short

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i] Continued from Page 98 I think, however, we were a little dis- appointed at the lack of formality of the future Queen of Spain, when she arrived, accompanied only by her mother and but one personal maid. Her simplicity of man ner, her sure knowledge of what she wanted, and her understanding of Lady Duff Gordon’s clever suggestions swept away any preconceived ideas we may have had about her Her Ladyship created many gowns ex- pressly for the royal trousseau. We made some especially exquisite lingerie of white satin trimmed with tiny appliqués of point venise lace, caught here and there with dainty bunches of orange blossoms. Brides’ lingerie is not unlike the world over We made the entire trousseau of the late Princess Margaret of Connaught, the first wife of the present Crown Prince of Sweden She, too, was a lovely, sympathetic girl, much like her popular sister, Princess Pa- tricia, after whom the famous Canadian reg- iment, the Princess Pats, was nicknamed during the Great War. A temperamental lot we were, as I look back. The knowledge that one customer Margot Asquith was coming us with joy. Needles clicked the faster, while a general stimulation en- tered the atmosphere. 3ut on the contrary, } t was equally true that the mere knowledge someone unpleasant was due for a fitting threw a pall over us which did not disperse until she had come and gone. Clothed in Emotions This latter feeling was especially rife in the case of a certain novelist. When she ar- rived gloom enveloped us. Her books were extremely popular during Queen Victoria’s reign, and it was generally known Her Majesty preferred them to the works of other contemporaries. But in King Ed- ward's later day they were less renowned. Times were rapidly changing, but not so the author and her works. Her views anent contemporary life were as different from those continually advancing ones of Her Ladyship as it is possible to conceive. Why she came to us, I do not know. Perhaps the difference of opinion she met with stimu- lated her. received, there were none more welcome than the two daughters of Sir Charles Ten nant. The first Lady Ribblesdale was quite beautiful, tall and aristocratic, more gentle than her vivacious and independent sister, Margot Asquith This critical young woman, now Countess of Oxford, was very often jolly and laughing, taking verbal whacks at persons and events of the day, and thoroughly disrupting to business with her gayety. Nor was there a girl in the en- tire place who wouldn't have sewed her eyes out for Margot Asquith. She was extremely careful about her clothes, and equally sensi- ble in choosing a style of simple eleganc It was not unusual to have her stop by every day, when in London, to chat and take tea. Very often she insisted upon tak- ing me driving, and most amusing drives these were, nothing escaping her notice We made practically all the bridal dresses for the prominent society weddings. It was e my business to go to each of these to arrange the bride’s gown and those of her brides maids. Afterward I would attend the eremony, to report to Lady Duff-Gordon various details, and how things went. Wed- dings rather bored her. One day I came through the side door of a crowded chapel, where everyone waited expectantly for the bride Just as the wedding march began, Margot Asquith spied me from her seat near the front. Oblivious to the time, place and event, she stood up, and in a de- lighted tone of voice called across rows of aristocratic, conventional heads, “‘Why, there’s Elsie! Elsie darling, do come and sit with me, where you can see!” When Cora Brown Potter, an American amateur actress, came to London to appear in society plays with the English matinée idol, Kyrle Bellew, the management quite naturally directed her to us. King Edward often attended her performances, and be came an admiring friend as well She quickly grew to be the rage, both on and off the stage It was considered smart to er gage her to entertain in one’s drawing-room at an evening party , where she gave rather exotic recitations Mrs. Potter and Lady Duff-Gordon liked 1 other When the Honorable Johr Collier, son of the great idge Lord Monks well, painted her portrait in a gown designed by Her Ladyship, Mrs. Brown Potter pre sented it to the house. It hung for many years in one of the smaller salons overlook eacl ing the garden. This curious costume, and others of like des gn which soon followed were a sensation not only in London but wherever fashionable women congregated the world over The emotional gown! Created to express > emotion, Cora Brown Potter star a sin tled her smart society audiences when she wore it to recite the poems of the emotions Each poem had its special gown expressive of the sentiment involved. For example, Mrs. Brown Potter’s Poem of Hate was em phasized by the emotional gown significant of that passion; for the Poem of Jealousy another gown was worn, and so on ad finitum—a d gown. These gowns—or was it the idea behind rent emotion, a different l them?— caused such a furore that the house was overrun for weeks with customers of one or more emotions, eager to order gowns to express them! The emotional gown was most simple in design, being a high-waisted garment of chiffon in several layers of vari ous shades and tints. One color was built over or about another, according to the emotion you found necessary to insinuate to your audience, or vis-a-vis, as the case might be. The emotions of the soul! How women adored expressing them! Doctor Freud had not yet been heard of—that is, not popularly. Here, in leed, was a forerunner of his theories, gamboling on the horizon of this dressmaking establishment. As _ the reputation of these new creations traveled across the Channel to the Continent, orders flooded us by post. One customer, Ma- dame Abruzzi, a member of the wealthy Rothschild family, came especially from Rome to order five of them. One was of violet and mauve, spreading to the most vivid hydrangea pink, with a streak of brilliant blue through it—-all this supposed to depict the emotion experienced upon hearing beautiful music at a romantic moment. Another of purple chiffon, which shaded into tones of green and orange, was to express the inception of passion \ third, pale sea-foam pink, catching the glint of the sky in a development of Medi “an blue, fading to opalescent azure with ascurry of palest green entwined, was a true pastel to represent love at its most tender moments Say it With Dresses Mrs. Potter's lovely head, with the chalk white face, the deep-blue eyes and Titiar hair, I shall never forget, when she wore ar emotional gown depicting the Joy of Liv ing. Composed of all tones of scarlet, it was sewed together with small brilliants It cost more than a hundred pounds to make, an enormous sum for a gown at that time, and people thought her a most ex travagant person. She wore it and other emotional Theater with the late Sir John Hare gowns when acting at the savoy One customer returned again and again, ever ready with a new emotion to define Finally she grew so tiresome my employer refused to see her. “‘ Tell her, with my sir cere compliments,’’ Lady Duff-Gordon di rected me, “‘that I believe she has run t very gamut of her emotions!”’ Another exceeding lifficult person If sisted upon confiding weary ears her most recent love affair. 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By studying merchants’ ington was naturally able to build cash registers that give is for income-tax purposes than if they had designed their income-tax was In force. his time of year, the many merchants throughout the coun- Xemington Cash Registers have an added reason for ] An added reason, because every day the , tne msely es juipped merchant takes satisfaction in the new and ex- ires with which his modern machine handles store transac- ‘reater speed and accuracy, and gives him more complete ; | usiness, re made in many styles and sizes to fit many kinds of it on every Remington there are valuable improvements , 1 other machine. ‘ton demonstration. 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We found that though time may not alter the dignity of a style, it does easily change the line. I am certain that a gown worn by a duchess at the coronation of the late Queen Victoria, as compared with one worn years later by a lady of equal rank at King George’s coronation, although historically correct and with each detail of trimming identical, would be absolutely dissimilar in general outline. The coronation gowns we made were of pigeon-blood ruby velvet, decorated lav- ishly with ermine and cloth of gold. In- deed, each costume seemed a dream childhood vision of the Queen of Hearts in velvet and ermine come true. The trains were the regulation length—three and a half yards. As bare arms were taboo, long white kid gloves were de rigueur, and came nearly to the shoulder to meet short puffed sleeves. Difference in rank was designated by the arrangement and sometimes the width of trimming, the number of folds in a surplice, the pointed bordering of a cape or the placing of a rosette. At first I found it somewhat bewildering to remember a count- ess’ gown from that of a baroness, or a mar- chioness’ from a duchess’ without referring to the court prints; but as customers came again and again that we might see the full effect of the royal pageant and satisfy our- selves from a pictorial point of view at least that our efforts had succeeded, I learned to distinguish various insignia. How the jewels flashed, the tiaras of gold and platinum set with large diamonds and other precious stones! The final fittings were in full regalia. A fabulous mass of glitter, each woman resembled some ar- tistically arranged show window. one’s The Invasion of Paris The seating capacity of Westminster Abbey had been carefully measured, and a certain number of inches on the long benches was allowed each individual. This pronouncement brought about great ex- citement, especially among the more plump dowagers. With what concern hips were measured! It must have been then that the great desire for reducing became a pas- sionate fad. No one of noble lineage could afford to miss the coronation for such a mundane reason as not being able to rest in the royally allotted space! The long, sweeping train was a lovely style and very flattering to the wearer; it added a certain perspective of grace to nearly every type of figure. The Duchess of Portland was so delighted with the long train of her court dress that she asked us to copy it exactly in various materials and colors for a dozen exquisite tea gowns. I suppose any continued success becomes monotonous. After a time the unfaltering prosperity of Lady Duff-Gordon’s London business began to bore her. She said to me suddenly one day, ‘Elsie, I am getting tired of all this. I feel too sure of myself here, and it’s not a good idea to feel too sure of oneself anywhere. I must go where there is some new stimulant, something to gain beyond the success which is rewarded with money only.’’ I looked at her in as- tonishment, trying not to think of the hun- dreds of orders for dresses listed in my ‘I am leaving for Paris,”’ ‘‘and I will take a house there and books. she con- tinued, open up shop.” And so it came about. A month or so later Her Ladyship discovered an ancient February 19,1927 and artistic corner of Paris, and in it a house as enchanting as one could well imag- ine. By this time she had ignited my imagination and enthusiasm to such an ex- tent that I would have followed her gladly there or to the farthermost corners of the earth. She had relieved my mind somewhat when she decided to divide her time between the two establishments. After furnishing the new house in Paris and surrounding herself with the necessary lares and penates—she said she could never feel a creative inspiration except among her personal belongings—she soon began to compete with the great and long-established Parisian dressmakers. The very fact of her being on this ground caused comment, and there was tremendous excitement in the fashionable centers; but in the more prac tical world of trade, where she had always been considered daring, it was said that she had taken a thoroughly unwise step, to enter, as an Englishwoman, a sphere in which it was believed tradition, if nothing else, would ruin her. The rumors reached her ears, but they merely amused her. Her attitude was, ‘‘ Tradition and French dress- makers—fiddlesticks!’’ In a surprisingly short time her French house was as popular and as crowded as the one in London. The Ensemble Costume Although I had always been most careful to retain my slender figure——one dared not do otherwise with Her Ladyship about—i was becoming less and less a dressmaker’s model in the true sense of the word. It takes a great deal of time to show clothes properly. We did not dash about, slipping hurriedly into one dress, then out again and into another, and so on endlessly, all the day long, as is done now. Women who had the money to come to us for clothes had the leisure also to wait while a costume was properly assembled and put on care- fully. For instance, one’s hair had to be ar- ranged in accordance with the style of the dress. A pompadour was a pompadour, that is true; but it was dressed one way for a tailor-made costume and another for a gown to be worn at a ball. And in those days a dress had fifty hooks, with as many eyes, to the one patent fastener used to- day; all these took time to fasten. Nor was one pair of slippers and stock- ings sufficient, according to the Duff- Gordon code, the same to be worn with every dress exhibited. one’s costume must belong to or match the leading tone of it. Thus was achieved the perfect ensemble. When a customer de- sired to be shown a street dress, the correct boots, stockings, hat, gloves, handkerchief, veil and jewelry were a part of that cos- tume. Eighteen years ago such detailed law in dress was distinctly an innovation. Today a well-dressed woman takes this credo as in established fact. It is not difficult to recall the fancy velvet hat with an embroid- ered crown, trimmed perhaps with bunches of violets or other flowers, which was con- sidered appropriate when worn with almost any street dress; black stockings of silk heavier the better—and the tan or bronze high shoe. They were all right, according to one’s taste, as were the silk gloves of any color, with a favorite handkerchief and veil But Lady Duff-Gordon changed all this in harmonizing the accessories. When a new costume was designed for a model, she was immediately sent to a bootmaker’s with a description of her gown; shop with samples of color, and to a milliner as well. Each accessory of then to a glove So it can be understood easily how, with the many other duties pressed upon me in London, especially as Lady Duff-Gordon was now lost in the mazes of her Paris venture, I gradually became a part of the machinery rather than the scenery of the establishment. I rebelled at first, I had enjoyed the life of the model at that time. There was a quality of excitement about it which I lost when I gave because up the Continued on Page 104

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When one wore exquisite dresses for ex- hibition purposes only, one seemed also to live, to become a part of them. The profession of the dressmaker’s model was then in its infancy, and Lady Duff- Gordon had baptized it with a certain air of elegance which did not wear off and be- come ordinary in the artistic environment she created for us. For instance, I have never heard of any dressmaker but Lady Duff-Gordon taking her models to various exhibitions of paint- ings to implant in them an appreciation of color; to a museum that they might learn to recognize the sequence of periods in cos- tume and style. One day a tall, fragile young man called upon us, modestly carrying a large leather portfolio. A painter, he had brought sev- eral sketches to show Her Ladyship. Luck- ily, she was in London for a few days, so that he could see her. She found such promise in his work and liked his personality so well that she offered him a position. Capt. Tony Molyneux thus became the first masculine element in our establish- ment, where he remained for a long time as a designer. Often he spent short intervals, as I did, with Lady Duff-Gordon in Paris, and under her direction he met customers to design individual models which were de- veloped in lovely prismatic colors. He once told me it was impossible not to feel an in- spiration in the air contributing to the crea- tion of beauty when working with Lady Duff-Gordon. The Merry Widow’s Blue Chiffon Of course, it was unusual then to find such a young man as designer in a dress- making house. Today the field of fashion is filled with them. Her Ladyship gave Cap- tain Molyneux great freedom in designing as well as full credit for his original ideas, and encouraged many of her customers to consult with him. One day Mrs. Harmsworth, who later became Lady Northcliffe, called upon us in that mood which sometimes envelopes women like a pall when they set out to buy clothes— the uncertain state of not knowing exactly what they want. Lady Duff- Gordon was in Paris, and I had quite ex- hausted the number of models of the type of dress I believed she should wear. As she was about to leave, Captain Molyneux en- tered the room. Following him was our mannequin, Bonita, in a dress which he had designed a few moments before. It was pinned to her—not a stitch in it. Mrs. Harmsworth gave a little shriek of delight when she saw it. We immediately sent up- stairs to the work- room for more ma- EVENING POST But Edna May, the beautiful American girl who took London’s fancy in The Belle of New York, said she preferred ordering her clothes at the London house. She felt the atmosphere was more distinctive. Yet there was no doubt that in Paris my em- ployer had become the observed of all ob- servers. By this time the large French houses had their staffs of living models, but Lady Duff-Gordon continued to show her clever- ness by the type of girl she presented. She took to Paris the very loveliest English girls she could find, and the contrast between the sharp, almost staccato type of French girl who exhibited clothes, and our sinuous, dreamy, velvet-eyed models caused invalu- able word-of-mouth publicity. People came to the Duff-Gordon exhibitions in Paris as religiously as they went to the latest salon of Sargent or Monet. The melodious strains of the successful Merry Widow Waltz were just beginning to echo across the Continent from Vienna, when George Edwardes, then the Ziegfeld of London, heard them. Mr. Edwardes owned the Gaiety Theater, and his judgment in the choice of beautiful Gaiety girls was notoriously perfect. When he advertised a production of the Merry Widow, with Lily Elsie in the title rdle, the public quickly proved its interest, buying out the house weeks in advance. Miss Elsie was slender, medium-sized, with fair skin, sparkling blue eyes and golden curls. Mr. Edwardes sent her to consult with Lady Duff-Gordon, and soon followed himself. It always amused me that Her Ladyship’s first reaction to an especially exquisite blond type took the form of a creation in blue. But this really proved her originality and emphasized the untiring, riotous imag- inative power within her, because each blue dress was totally unlike any which had gone before. This sky-blue chiffon for Miss Elsie was embroidered in pearls, with a floating scarf of mauve gracefully appearing here and there as the famous waltz was danced. It was a masterpiece, indeed. Orchestral Accompaniment So anxious was Her Ladyship to have it exactly as she saw it in her own mind that she asked George Edwardes to aid her. When he laughingly asked ‘‘ How?” she quickly replied, “‘Send your orchestra to me.’ Somewhat nonplused, but taking her at her word, he sent the musicians the day following. There they sat at one end of the drawing-room, playing the Merry Widow melodies, and the waltz especially, over and over. Lily Elsie danced while we watched, Lady Duff-Gordon standing to one side, taking in every movement. Often she would put up her hand as a signal to stop, then go terial, after which Captain Molyneux proce ded deftly to recreate the dress upon her. Instead of ordering this one dress, she ordered eight of the same model, in various colors. Thus began a habit she held to for many years whenever she found a truly becoming costume, she kept oO it I spent a few weeks with Lady Duff-Gordon in Paris each season. She was very busy the re, and many of her English cus- tomers preferred ordering from her in the French cap- tal, finding it an excellent excuse to y oftener MANDIUS J. MUNS yo there February 19,1927 forward to arrange the dress differently in order to gain a more effective result. When the Merry Widow opened at Daly’s Thea ter, Lily Elsie became the unforgettable rage of London. Hundreds might be seen waiting for a glimpse of her at the stage door any night. Two English actresses whose popularity has lasted through the years are Marie Tempest and Mrs. Patrick Campbell. They were our faithful customers. When I first met Miss Tempest, all London was at he feet for her unique characterization of Thackeray’s Becky Sharp. One of the dresses we made for her at that time was an odd gown of velvet in Nattier blue, with a long, pointed bodice magnetic personality, and she had mascu line admirers by the dozen, beside a most attractiv e husband, Cosmo Gordon-Lennox, grandson of the Duke of Richmond. Mrs Campbell was an equally fascinating per son, very beautiful, with not only the desire but the ability to wear daring costumes She possessed a most The Best Way to Wait Two other favorites of the London stage were Violet and Irene Vanbrugh. what of the type of Ethel Barrymore, they appeared in many society plays of the day Violet was extremely tall, with dark browr hair and eyes; and a third sister, Lady Barnes, was also attrac tive. One day when these three sisters came together to try on dresses they had ordered Lady Duff-Gordon and I were with them i: the fitting room. Suddenly we heard a great commotion, intermingled with laugh ter and giggling, in the hall below. I went downstairs quickly, to find Lady Arnott’ daughters—Jessie, Mabel and Florence three of the most beautiful girls in all Ire land, clamoring to see Her Ladyship about their clothes. They said they were in a hurry, but I knew them of old. It was a great lark for them to come to our place and they always made the most of it. Lady Duff-Gordon liked having them about, and was greatly amused by them, with their delightful brogue, their wit and laughte but almost nothing was accomplished when they came to see us. Indeed, it was always hours before they and Her Ladyship de- cided what they wanted. This day I knew the customers upstairs could not be hurried; and after I had shown new models, I asked them to wait in the Rose Room, a small room with comfortable seats and lounges where one could leisurely choose the most exquisite lingerie. After that I ordered tea for them, promising to return with Lady Duff-Gordon shortly An hour later, when the Vanbrugh sisters had gone, I went to the Rose Room door Hearing not a sound, no echo of gay con- versation and laughter, I took it some Irene was shorter; for granted they had left the house, to return later But the day passed and they did not come Just as we wert about to close, | heard a great com- motion again coming from. the Rose Room! And there we found them, Lady Ar- nott’s daughters, curled up like three healthy puppies They had decided to nap for a few minutes, but had slept the entire af- ternoon as natu- rally; } ghthe. rally as thoughthney were home. Editor's Note—Th the second of a serie »f articles by Miss Els: id Miss Strakosct ar The third and last wil Maggie: ‘‘Jimes, Drive Me to Mulligan’s for Tea"’ appear in anearly issue Ro

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106 The Safest Way to Buy Moist Foods Yarry it home ina SEALRIGHT Liquid ~Tight PAPER CONTAINER THE SATURDAY Tile ARTISTIC TOUCH oilily in the sun, and the detaining hand which Mr. Ginsberg rested on Willie’s knee was fat and most unpleasant They had stopped in front of a hotel all and Mr. Ginsberg hurried him past a big guy done up like a snake charmer in gold braid, and past a row of little kids 1] There was gold 1 2 1 all aressed Iikeé narble, monkeys all over the walls, and there were mirrors, o that you were reflected in a dozen of them at once. Willie could see whole ] armies of himself in black, horrid ugliness, , without being sure, the once- me the laugh. With ame, he hurried ryone was giving him over, and at the same t ying head, red with sl Ginsberg What must the big guy think? And surely even the kids were tit got out ofa tering. At the third floor they small elevator, like a teller’s grille, and stopped before a door, and then he heard a voice almost like a hayseed’s bidding them come in. The next instant they were ina Dig room t lled with artistic furniture, and with pictures of little kids with wings on the walls and ceiling In the center of the room a l guy was face like a picture in the funny papers. He had no hair on the top of | head, but iround | ( n. down low, and on his jaw woolly white beard , and other m comical, but not too com- nstance, though the old gent’s face was red like an apple and he had ona ; 4) t kimono witt owers on it t to make ou die, his mouth didn’t give ou a is i It was straight and thin as a knife and } eve were not so comical T } ] f eithe Lhev had the color ot blue marbies ich as the Kids played with at home, and tne oiled emarbile t », because clear] the old guy wa ore about something. ; ’ , , Ele hell he houted high up and t ou ‘ Didn't ou telephone Y 1 found one W here he yu eat ment W most ry to be 83 1 Set | { ( tye N ow 1 I] pee, } ’ ve t f it | T ‘ ou T ( ( out e! ‘ ed 1 ' ri r \I | ( I'm t \ \ | } ray { \T ( to \ | } y | ¢ \ ble ere \ ‘ eve ‘ on VW e } ( ! the ( ) ! i} eto ‘ Yr }? ! ‘ ( ) t l 1 me | it? ‘ r ’ i r N ense! | ‘ ‘ ‘ ) Y ( \ ‘ r \ \ yt ¢ mi \ t vot ’ most ‘ - ‘ n 1 i ” } ' ) , ‘ 1 net m n mmor \\ me, M it ry v1 { ‘ n \ ( i] rman 't nr ) ( iW \ | v1 > ‘ (y te Ie ‘ ‘ ! t v1 { ‘ tre t ‘ ‘ \ ‘ ‘ ‘ bon 1] r l rit a ) mu m te Mr. | en | a a he G erg | ing I i 1 l ett s! Tl 1 ¥ mu aid M EVENING POST Continued from Page 11 said Willie, just like that, and Mr. Ginsberg jumped as though you'd stuck him with a pin; but at that the old boy spoke first. You'll let You pocket the difference, were you, you ob- “Three thousand berries,” ] “Oh, Ginny! Ginny, won't me call you you? were going to sequious timeserver?”’ “Cheest!”’ cried Willie, and also jumped. The old gent, however, did not seem to He waved aside Mr. Ginsbery’s ex- ing at Wiilie with ialf-closed eyes while he gently stroked his listen. planations wearily, ga I whiskers. “Young man,” of art he asked, ‘‘are you fond ? Are you acquainted with Luini?” Not only was Willie diplomatic, but the aspersions which had been cast upon him naturally hurt his pride ‘Him?”’ hand said Willie with a gentle wave of |} ‘‘Am I acquainted with him? Miste hard.” The old gent pulled at his whiskers again and looked as though “Yes,”’ said Willie to fill know lots of wops witl r, ask me somethin’ he was trying in the pause, “I names li “ Still Mr. Higsbee kept looking at Willie silently, giving his face the eye hands the eye, Ke that i and his and there was no doubt he He coughed and gave an odd old guy. a pull to his kimono so that he might have | looKed like an old Chink if his face had not been red and fringed with woolly whiskers. he said at length, Yes, course ‘Something tells me,” at vou'll prove exactly exactly Now adequate. this picture —of } you've been told I want a picture, hav you? TI en't Ss picture is in a chateau ‘asked Willie lhe old gent raised a skinny hand to con- smile. ‘“‘In words of one syllable, I mean a house which stands about twenty miles from here, in the country. The picture 1} on the second floor in the room to the right above the front door. I'll give youa ground plar ‘Yeh?” said Willie, hitching himself to the edge of | chalr ‘And tl picture now—what’s it of? Again the old gent fe ent, Just looking it W e and ge troking ‘ Young mar e said in a differer ) i picture of the most beautiful woman t ’ 1 Now ymehow you had to he e him 1 fie Na ‘ Ke move ind piue eve vere enough to make Willie be The old gent, he suddenly became ure essed some of t eleme rf Y ir w ossessed himsse And \ i generous gu He felt a ‘ my ir ymmething i name ’ rt e ed between then Phe ig! eemed \\ e that the old gent w ime me ‘ i yO m t r So } , ‘ I want to be ir pa I UU Was a} i Val ) ‘ \\ uU it me A 4 W , , ame as eal W ( \W i ( 1eu 10 ou 1 ger dq Lt Whe She ween dead e indred year Cheest! rid Willie Now what do ) now about that Then he had to 1 it to the old gent. For, old as the old he had to admire anybody who | ea dame who had died three hur ‘ wo | t to hand it to ye miste uid \\ I And the old gent sn { at m not unpleasant Mister, I beer \ mut certain dames mysé But ymu t ste yt »>mucl Suppose d the old vent ou co ‘ elf to nding me the picture | I want inded to me now I got iof womet! Aint i tt er! begar W ‘ é " ind the old ru sf ice What the devil do you take me for? I'm not collecting a harem. I'm collecting February 19, 1927 pictures and I want that picture. Do you understand? Now don’t think he fidg eted and placed the tips of | nge! together —‘‘don't think I didn't t to that picture. I've tried in every way t it, and the fool who has it the foo | I take it you're not acquainted with the Yi French gentleman who hates to let a thing go, even when he hasn't a place { it. Just because he’s a dul uY t it over on me. Not by a e t And if he won't sell his confounded p f ture —well, there’s where you come ir Willie nodded pleasantly “Well, that’s about all there to it then,”’ said the old gent The picture f there, up in the room on the second floor You can't miss it. Ginsberg will motor you to the house tonight. There's a wall arout t. You can climb the wall. There's a ter race and tall windows. Can you get in those windows?” , Ain't you the kidder, mister!” said Willie, but a sl ght cloud had appe ared or his brow. “Once through those window , said the old gent, ‘you come to a hall with a broad staircase. Go up the staircase and turn ti the right and there’s the room. You can't miss the picture. It’s hanging on the wa There are only two pictures there, ar you will know the good one, wor yu “Don’t kid me, mister,” said Willi I'm wise to the beautiful dames.”’ As a matter of fact,”’ said the old ve nodding slowly, ‘both the picture n the 4 room are of women. But vou can't 1 . any mistake. The other one mig} chromo. It’s a meretricious, mott the Nattier school why the duke keeps it Willie sighed and raised } ind w ‘Sure, sure,’ he said | lw t 4) them’s bum and or f then get the good on Just a minute, M HT oe was Mr. G berg wt te i ! lf there two } ire M | ; hadn't ou bette j want? If the tu : ea take ou now Mr. Hl hee ivé enough irom you ! 1100 I} 1 i But Willie hesitat edge ot! la \ t itcned the ba | l ( t miste You don't ‘ ‘ r imped up and 0 t n } me ured t \ Now, m d W ‘ 1 ye t \ sf \ | Ippose uid ( ‘ ou mind ou yw t ly Nave nowr uu were i y afraid, aren't ) W he t oke t uu | r ] ind | prue 1 Wa Now 1 it Wa too T l YT yu W ‘ face t ned ¢ \ ' Get mea pa ty t mr | i fla cht ia F | tonicht \ pe lila Na ( mie I \ \ erg once hey were l \l H Ginsberg seemed sore so sore ndeed, that ‘ f W ( presence j ¢ in vit nu P d : und shook { ‘ Bat ne said, st 4 A ! t t ob's over! Wa { I t wit uu! 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Continued from Page 106 I f | it the way t te 1 I dy W f wise Already nd embarrassment of S re pla nad inished and A me Swe eart,"’ he said, ‘I don't ow t v¢ ‘ thing _— . low! ed me t ousand tt m I and get me a f | en I want some dinner est % Mr. Ginsberg I got a good . 1 ha t sid Willie I'l] j ‘ re never W a guy who said it wasn’t eautiful t e Willie go to work. The nesse he always displayed in every detail A é nake you cry or laugh or mething, and that ght it was just the me. ‘T he was miles from home, ina \ ne, he might been on Seventy- eventh Street. He pulled his cap over his es, took a dark handkerchief from his ét and wrapped it about his throat, *, and ran his i hastily through his pockets, but not hastily. Every move he made had a neaning to it. Even Mr. Ginsberg felt it was not a common sight It must have been midnight when they there, and a nice dark night for a good in job. Clouds had come over the sky : ft tin was falling Their feet pped in the clay of the country road. Mr. Ginsberg, who held fast to Willie’s arm though he feared Willie might make a imp for it, shivered slightly ‘Here we are,’ he whispered There's ne Wall z Sure it’s the wall,”’ said Willie. “‘ What you going all jumpy about? You ain’t got nothing to a¢ \re you sure you know every chattered re you know the picture—the rig Mr. Ginsberg’s teeth r Gimme a boost rid Willie Here Mr. Ginsberg pushed some ng toward hin Here's something you ‘ It iy iy But Willie only laughed at Mr. Ginsberg (et wise Kid, he 11d get wist I ever shoot it out except when I'm back ( et 1 KI Vy the rope Put it in et.n ‘ t } i ten feet high ! itifu »see him go over it i nd Ke a it oral rd he paused. He ne ina pli ill new to him, a grand ' t ne I more than He wus good at eeing in the dark, i { ! eXists even ona ee t t he wa na bushe tround him, white e ghosts. Though t it were, he could were gu ind dames, mostly \ rm iv {to a bath, be 1 in a circle around a big big t 4 irf eof iti t t ! mse i?’ ~ W ) i dame { ing tre i tne 4 AN i irou y ‘ lé t f i Ww W Ne 1 uj ( f wi t ! t t { ‘ ' t I \\ " ¢ THE SATURDAY house. It had lots of chimneys and steep roofs, hard for a guy to climb on, and little towers all over it, and on the top of the towers things like foolscaps going toward the SK) When he was on a job he was always juick to get impressions; and while he stood there it seemed to him that the whole den and the pond and the house and statues were secondhand, like antiques in a museum, that lots of folks had touched them, that lots of folks had been there. It may hé been that he had not been work- ing much of late, but he felt creepy as he walked along the edge of the path, for, of course, he was much too wise to make a noise on the gravel. He had a feeling that people were looking at him, looking out of the windows, behind the trees, behind the bushes, out of everywhere Yet, except for the rain, there was not a sound. He was up the steps in a minute, beyond the low fence and right up to the house itself. Through the high windows, all made of glass, that they had talked to him about, it was a cinch to get in. It seemed to him too easy. Willie flattened himself against the house and looked cautiously about, but still no one was there. He put his hand in his pocket and took out a small instrument. There was a gentle tinkle of glass and that was all. The next minute he was inside, in the dark, and it was warmer, but still; except for that faint tinkling of the glass, there was not a sound. Willie did not move a muscle, but sniffed gently, because his nose could tell him a lot of things about the places he was in. He could tell rich houses and poor houses just by a simple sniff. And he knew from the smell of that d-=rk room he could not expect very much. It was damp and musty. There was no smell of silk, no smell of rich uphol- stery, but only the faint odor of decay. And also a smell of stonework that made him shiver. It was like the stonework of a pr son cell Cautiously, without a rustle of his cloth ing, he snapped on his electric torch and He was not inaroom, but right in the hall they had talked about, a big place like a well or the pit of a theater; drew a quick breath and all around him, more spooky still, were other guys dressed up in steel, so you'd need an acetylene torch to undress them. And on the walls there were swords and things of which he did not know the name. Right in front of him he could see the stair- ip and up, with the steps so low and gradual the whole seemed like a broad Case oiling stream of gently flowing water. Willie switched off his light and moved cautiously ahead It was a fine house to work, because the stairs were stone and his shoes did not make a sound. He was up in a minute, because something made him anxious to get it over. He was up and he turned to the right There was the door. He tiptoed inside, and again he stood perfectly still. In that whole cryptlike house, however, there was not a sound except the ticking of a clock some where in the distance; not a single sound t} if tne dark in al Nevertheless, he was too wise not to know that something was phony. It was all too still; it was too black He paused, f motionless, and snilfed again. There was the same dank odor in that upper room that had ex sted below But something else And then, just like that, before he could ’ ‘ Y there Via and all tt oom Was light (Cheest! yvasped Willie betweer his Les H nougnts were a pani Did they turn me up or were they wise Yes, the room was light. A lamp was burning on a long, tarnished gilt table and a light was burning in the ceiling. In such embarrassing moments he could see every of a thing at once He could see the whole room at once, almost without think ng, although it was a big room. Here and here were nairs too big for a guy to be omfortable in, covered in rott ng leather, EVENING POST There wasn’t paper on the wall, but silk, the color of red wine, which was all in shreds and tatters. Thus, in spite of the two lights, the one in the ceiling and the ene on the table, the whole room seemed dark. Before the table a guy was standing, a young guy, who was dressed in pajamas with colored stripes. But in spite of the stripes, he was tall and slender, something like one of the statues outside in the gar- den—white like the statues. His face was white and bony; his eyes were dark and deep like the pool in the garden; and a little mustache looked like the line of a pencil on his upper lip. What interested Willie mostly, however, was an automatic that the party was holding in his right hand; and what was still more interesting was that he had no left hand at all—or arm, either, that Willie could see, for the sleeve of his pajama jacket was dangling in the air. Naturally, however, Willie did not stop there with his impressions. He was taking in everything all at once, looking at the walls, looking at the chairs, and as he did so, for the second time he caught his breath. He had seen the two pictures, one after the other. They got him so hard that he often said in after days that he had only to shut his eyes, or even squint, to see them both again—first the frames of old discolored gold and then the faces Because he was an artistic guy he could pass over the first picture almost at once. It was of a dame sitting on a rock beneath a lot of trees that looked like trees on a Chinese soup plate. Beside the rock, also, was sitting a phony-looking dog that kept looking at the dame as though she was something to look at, when she wasn’t any- thing to give an eye to at all. She had on a white dress that puffed out all over the place, except at her waist, where it was tied up fit to kill her, and her face was thin and wishy-washy, with a mushy look in the eyes. She was the sort of dame for whom, if she had tried to make him, even, he wouldn't have crossed the street. But the other—the other was not like that. As Willie’s hard, knowing glance swept the other picture his eyes faltered. He even forgot for a moment where he was -so much so that his breath went out of him and his knees felt weak. He forgot that a guy was standing six feet away, pointing a pistol at his bean; he even forgot that his freedom was slipping away from him like good wine from a bottle. “The old geezer was right,”’ he muttered. Yeh, the old geezer was right.” And he was right. The dame in the other picture was a lady, not dolled up, but simple and nice. ** Nice’ was the only way he could r, like the morning sun coming des ribe he over the city and making the streets look bright. She was dressed in a blue some- thing, that lady; without any lace, just blue cloth which, although it was antique, was still the color of the sky in the early morning before the dirt and smoke got in it. And her skin was nothing fashionable, the color of Grade-A milk in a bottle, only whiter And her hair was like soft gold without any of the stuff in it that makes gold hard. But her eyes were what got The eyes of that lady, not you, mostly exactly blue and not exactly green, looked right through you, but in a nice way, as though they liked what they saw; and her lips her lps The voice of the guy with the pistol actu- ally made Willie blush. Though it was soft, t was slow and cold, like a piece of ice jropping down the back of his neck. ‘ Ah You like my picture. I thought you wou Sit down in that chair, please No, that one. You still can see her. Put your hands one on each arm of the chair gently so. | beg you, don’t disturb yourself. I used to be one of the best shots in the African service.” Yes, his voice was cold just like that and perfectly even, so that Willie knew he was a hard guy in spite of his striped pajamas. ‘Take it easy, mister,” said Willie kindly ‘IT ain’t got a gur lake it easy and ring February 19,1927 1 The young guy sat down on the table about six feet away, with his gun pointed at the pit of Willie’s stomach. It came over Willie that there was no telephone in the room, and no bells; and instead of be ing in a hurry, the young guy looked at him as if Willie was as useless as a ten-cent piece of jewelry. “T perceive,” he said, “‘you’re an Amer ican. I thought you were a thief, but now I see your clothes, you're worse. You're only a cheap adventurer trying to earn a living. Sit down, I beg of you, sit down.” Without meaning to do it, Willie had almost left his seat. “‘ My clothes,” he said ‘Say, I don’t get you, mister. My clothes? “But naturally your clothes.” Yes, Willie could see the boy on the table was atough baby. His voice had the sound of sleet on the windowpane and his eyes shone like the reflection of a street light on an icy pavement. “Like all Americans, you speak some outlandish argot; but that baggy cut to the trousers, that hang to the coat — the y positively shout that you’re an amateur.” “T’m a what?” gasped Willie ‘Sit down,” said the guy in the pajamas “T only lost one arm in the war. I said an amateur, my friend, an amateur rascal and hanger-on. Now the way you bungled with that window downstairs ie It hurt Willie. Of course it hurt him. In spite of the automatic pointed at him, he stood bolt upright. ‘‘ Honest, mister,’’ he cried pleadingly, “everybody gets me wrong today. It wasn’t my fault it was a bum cutter. I didn’t pick it.””. Then a new thought came over him like a bright guid ing light. ‘ Mister,’’ he said, ‘‘it seem like everybody’s a crook today. Are you a crook too’ That innocent question somehow got to the pale one-armed guy, and he slid right off the table without telling Willie to sit down again. “Damn your insolence!” he said, just as though he were asking the time of day What do you presume to gain by calling me that? Don’t you know I’m the Duc de Severy?”’ “A duck, are you?” said Willie. Hea ways said his blood was up from the im putations cast upon him. ‘I'll tell the world you're some sort of an ignorant bird to cal] me an amachoor. And why be a crook yourself if yo 1’re wise to bustin’ windows?” ‘Just who sent you hers tell me that!"’ The voice of the young shouldn’t you Suppose you party in the pajamas had grown louder. “Which one of those cheating, lying art dealers was it? Feingold from New York? Or Bondini, who’s faking the primitives? W hoever it was, tell him from me I've had enough of him, and this last is the last. Be cause I've lost my money, because my hous« is just a shell, do they think I'll stand for ’ I've let them cheat every sort of insolence me on the price of my tapestries. I've let them cheat me on the price of my six Rem brandts. But do they think an beg looting my house because one picture?”’’ He paused and stared b: yond Willie at the wine-red rotting upon the wall. automatic pistol a little upward twist ‘get out of here! Get out, y« to sell yu poor blun a9 dering tyro What?” gasped Willie, with a little jump. “You're telling me to beat You're telling me to go?” The other only looked at him with withe: ng contempt. “Does it surprise you,” he asked, “‘that I don’t wish the police in it, that I don't wish everyone to know | havea eless picture that 1 do not wish to st Get out before | change my mind. Get out the way you came and tell whoever sent you to send a decent thief next time. And tell him when he sends him I'll d hin full of holes like a sieve Yes, like a sieve Tell him I can s ter n N nouse e's mouth had fallen slightly oper nd tor the first time he had to hund it that yvouny guy who aiued him laa Continued on Page ‘And now” he vave the

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Continued from Page 108 hough Willie could only understand the ilf of what he said, he had to admit he was a game sport, a hot sport, in spite of is pajamas. Somehow it made him fee heap and mean, as if he had done ng of which he was ashamed Mister,”’ he faltered, ‘‘ you don't mear , ig me the air?’ ‘I don’t mean I'm giving you anything m tell

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valanced on first one foot and ther the other, glancing up at the wine-red wal here was the picture still of the lady ir blue with those eyes, which were neither green nor blue, staring at him in a kind, nice way heest, mister,” he iggest certainly is kind, and ould take you up, mister, but I can't “You what For the first time in that curious con-

said, ““‘what you versation the guy in the pajamas looked surprised ‘**Mister,”’ said Willie, and scratched the back of his head, ‘‘it’s a tough break for me If | go or I stay, the bulls a Mister, either way

++ yolng to get me I guess I better \t that the guy in the red as the nose of Santa Claus in a depart something jamas grew as

ment store and began saying a language which W llie ( ould not under

lr rW e raised his slender hand pealingly and there was something grand ompelling in the way he spoke

got a gur And i no first or second ‘ to give uu just a I 1 are nanalr I n't understar n ri i1use W e was too Are ou cr he begar () i

1 understand this American slang said Willie not craz ist on business, that’s all, mister. Now t vou got off about m not being a ood crook hurts me, mister, because | 1eSs all guYyS Is proud I] know my clothes re wrong, but it ain’t my fault; and | in’t crack the window right, and that t my fault either. But I'm a neat inside iy and don’t you forget it, see?) And I’ mister. I've

nt now, Ove t to your heen inside some of the best houses in New I ¢ ross with me Look wt

, and I'll prove that see? Look what I brought :

' | 1 “top Put back your hand Willie did not mind. There was a slight

< = fi which glistened in the light Give that the eye,” he said. Fifth Avenue That gets you, don’t it, er? Don’t call me no ord nary crook And it did get that man in the pajam: hecause it couldn't help but get him. His eyes grew round and startled, and he eathed something in that strange lar luge that everyone Was sp¢ aking diamonds?” he said in a You carry them in your

tne Ain't it the safest place said Willie, for por boy to arr diamonds?’ \ e m ed his hand gently) t seemed though he had a dozen rainbows impris ned t nyers No, there was no w I er it t the guy in the Phere A o wonder he looked that sarm Ww ered fo i sé a the W e had him lhe edge of W lie’s ri hand went slay y t the other's wrist and the automa yped on the tiled floor Willie was al in active guy and it was done in a e way Just the stifled sound of some ne trying to speak, a patter of footsteps or the or, and in almost an instant, eemed, the guy in the pajamas was in oné cnalrs

¢ oft twine, wi h had been produced Willie’s pocket, about s body and leg I hate to do it t a cripple said W put The eyes of the other seeme t through him as he struggled in that crea ng chair It had all been so ea t} robbed Willie of any feeling of triumy stead, it made him fee eap and ques

he had that intuitive sense of there Agair

being something phony about the wi ‘ place, that sense of folks looking at hin when there was no one to look at a Rapidly but almost sadly he picked uy that distracting piece of ewelry and paused, holding it between his fingers, wher his eye met again the eye of that lady in the picture, and somehow he felt cheaper st d not look sore j 1 Mister,”’ he said sac better keep your eye or because she «

whipped a pocketknife from his coat and tested its edge on | no use talking. I gotta do my stuff. I'n here to lift the picture, mister: and n« ding now, I wisht | wasn't He always said it was strange the way he felt that he was actually doing a thing that

t 1 ga ig t was crooked and off the leve The face that dame Y tne | t ire the dar} roo? the man writhing and groaning in the cha were almost too much for hin ‘Yes,’ said W e swiftly, for it wast to go, “I gotta do my stuff, but you don’t have to see me ] ain't as mean as that Honest, mister, I'm not such a bad ¢ inywa Then he pressed a button and put out the ghts. There wa gentle te ng. pur tuated by violent cre s from the cha And ther t almost that sam star \ e had an awful turr There was a lintering of wood and nout Now what do you know!" gasped W illic If he hasn't ‘ air That re the +,

And it was the trouble wit ilthough he had only one arm, that young

vent in the pajan was breaking loose. A ead the handkerchief was out of } moutt Stop ou tt f' ‘ was s yut rt Iranco Au st! But already it’ was too late W am , Without a trip and without a stumble,

y halfway down the stairs wit} roll of canvas in his hand Willie was slightly out of breath when he got over the wall, but periectiy brisk ar active, and there was Mr. Ginsberg waiting

Be at ° and Mr. Ginsberg was glad to beat it “Did you get it?’ choked Mr. Ginsberg He was too heavy to run nicely And Mr. Ginsberg’s voice made Willi fee] cheap, as though he was not on the level, exactly as though he was not on the leve Mr. Ginsberg’s very « and ques tions were humiliating Ginsberg

could not keep his mouth shut He kept as, and when they were finally up in their room at the hotel he became almost impolite

Let’s see it now he said, ‘‘and be qu CR about \ St't ; Willie, however, or held the roll of ear vas tighter beneath his r Nix,’ s | nix on it He still felt a faint letinable disgust with the whole proceeding because it had been so eas I'm tire e I’m tire And he had reason t be tired, lor already t was nea i yht Whe my boss You or the old gent W hat He sees the wit! ou bot! \ ( 1 of pike nite egar \i ( y ip a hea t ooKked at hin oldhy i t was Mr. Ginsberg the eve! i detect r iwo cent said W L) & J kimono coug WOOLY hed

ee ( ( ( i ‘ ihew \ \ « ‘ ree tong if 1 ala = } ery t atr be ip, you idiot. W i lumMmMOX Io! Willie mad Ain't you for Say, where's ths Apparently the ten, for he pulle that mor! i | W e's heart beat that meret come accustomed tione that } home Don't be ar snapped I'm Open up that] t ach second t more n¢ somett “ Ur ‘ 1 see - hers - ‘ eimt en | for it And | some re the ve . l te f But I : anl's THE SATURDAY EVENING POST \ f f sé t i no r t

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Continued from Page 113 money out of this! Just try to make ar! body hbeneve ] ! red you to ne Ip me steal an insigned spatter couldn't draw! Excuse me just a moment The telephone in the done by someone who room had rung and the old gent hurried to it, st rubbing his hands and chuckling in a most Hello,” he said. “* He auke, is that you inpleasant way Why, my de The old gent stamped noiselessly up and

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; noiselessly into the tr “What? How very unpleasant! Wher did it happen? Last night? Now now, remember what I said That's what comes of doing business with off-color dealers [ told you, didn’t I, that the would be up to some such trick as that What They didn’t get it? Now what astory what astory!

expect these professional thieves t What? Well, I dare say someone will try again No, ( verything I shouldn't say it was safe where it i Oh, will you? Now that’s very wise under the circumstances. I hoped you'd see it that way. Certainly Your own figure 1 never haggle over prices duke Certainly. I'll be out thers book this morning with my cneck Yes, it is fortunate for me. Anything is ortunate for me that would make you hange your mind.” Mr. Higsbee hung up the telephone You m thought he’d picked a hundred-to-one win- ner, } e looked so jolly

ibbed his hands again ght hi lhere,” he said, “the duke’s decided his nace isn’t safe for such a valuable painting He’s going to sell his picture rather than sk losing it altogether. I thought fetch him. Not gentleman then, am la gentleman? Not wholly nice, And at any rate, it t would

ly, perhaps; but sut am | wholly nice? worked — eh, what, Ginny Mr. G nsberg, howeve r. did not seem to hare his employer's jovial mood. Instead he had begun to scowl. Say,’ he said, \s I understand it,”’ says Velvet, “to reate sales you must first create a de- mand.” ‘Be brilliant, boy,’’ I snaps be bril ant.” How,’’ inquires Bennington, “‘do you propose to create your demand? That’s easy,”’ says I. “‘ You don’t care what price I peddle these decks at, do y ou”?’’ “The price doesn't matter,’’ comes back Velvet, “but I don't ht just because the these cards want y re cheap.

ight | What do you want?” \ bonus for frescoing the backs of 'em Create a demand,” says he, “that’s a complete lack. It would me considerable based on a lack annoy and offend my ar tistic sense if my works of vertu were to be thrown careless on a shelf and mixed with he garden variety of pasteboards.”’ I inquires, “‘do you expect “* How soon,” to follow me?” “Within a week,” “When you arrive at the first stop,”’ says | slow ] | answers Benningtor and significant, ‘you'll be wel committee of old friends of omed Dy a yours oom hours , companions of your sick ll be in files of fifty-two and there won't be a strange face among ‘em ‘All right,” grins Velvet, ‘but pe How,” I wants to know does one be aon t be ide As a matter of fact, I'd been working f on schemes for planting the laVvs so they d do the most good for B or sixty packs to a store there d be nc percentage my selling fifty keeper who had a supply of a hundred o1 hand. It might be he got around to disposing of our stuff, and 1 quick clean-up is the essential of any ret yae + montns betore suppose you teil me where l get j VV do I get out of th Blandly, sunnily, the old gent looke him and began to laugh | ‘ laug!? “The air, Ginr he sa the air and exer 3¢ There was a look in M Git ‘ that was so flat you might have t ight steam roller had passed over it Ile or ook at the t wit

Cheest! aid W e sin it yene ously I know wh reat yu , Genia as the summe in the ‘ miled on Willie N ow t it er r < you, he said If I on had time man, and if natior I might teact good deal. You may amount to somet some day when vour tastes are formed ar you know good when you see it Now don't be offended.” W ‘ expressior made the old gent more genial stil Natu rally I didn’t expect you to appreciate ‘ subtle beauties of an Italian primitive But Willie was no longer sore or hu he supercilious insults of that ivent no longer could touch him, for at last he was conscious again of his old superiority; At st he knew that he, himself, was a higher- E iss proposition, too

great to be swayed | the aspersions of lesser men. The only ar swer that Willie made was so deep and dar} and enigmatic proba never quite got it ** Mister,”’ things I might say this: It cert a charitable, that the old gent a there re a 10 0’ But I’ ainly is lucky for you that I’m f. only say just tender-hearted guy and that I never liked you, mister, and never wanted to treat you right And now pulling out

His fingers played gracefully with the door handle and he smiled his brightest Happy to’ve met And don’t be so insulting next time when you deal with high-grade guys.”’ smile. ‘‘So long, mister you The door closed with a ue ntle and de sive click, and William Lipy Was gone, noise lessly, pleasantly, into the chaos of | Lilé CARDS, IF ANY Continued from Page 17 By the I've got a general plan all set, leaving de tails to conditions at the d I’m too old a bird to figure New York and build a house that'll fit on a time I'm ready to hop a rattle you can sit In lot in Colorado that you've never “After the salting done,” says I to Velvet, ‘I'll swing back and see how you're 1g Out with your applied art

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rake-in, don’t forget that you do know me Don't you trust me?” barks Benning ton ‘With my life,” I assures him, prompt ‘on any thirtieth of any February With a trunkful of cards and a few other things, Swift River the first halt on the shakedown I arrives at circult weeks before Christmas and on the tail of a blizzard. It’s a typical mushroom mining town, with a gulch for the main street. On this Broadway are eight or ter saioon general store an a Dl

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pronto, first feeling out the bird that rur the flop house for the lay of the land “What's your line, partner?” he after I leaves the proper opening Drummer,” I tells hin “Machinery?” he ask No,” says I sma stuff raz quires, knives, pipes, playing cards and such like How long’l! it take me to ver the ft i¢ in this place?”’ Well,”’ returns the hotel kee} f ) was to stick a gun in Joe Giffel’s face you'd have all the trade in Swift River covers He's got the only store in town How about you,” I persists, ‘and the saloons? Don’t you handle playing lor instance 1 } MW ‘ \ Y ee] y y ment a ttle pa ae and ist Ke Agair I ares < umst what el The . wn pe and he studs? By « bureau drawe berg’s brow, |} sort of som rem scent Mr. Higsbee thougl e otner tim Didn't It W e was al! But ju m tr mar seen !

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Continued from Page 115 Giffel’s like getting an actor to tell you how good he is t's that difficult. I starts by inloading some razors and pipes on the merchant prince and finishes by lett him persuade me to peddle him six dozer decks of cards Within an hour I’m on my way to Murphy’s Flats, the next scheduled station on the Come On and Get Trimmed R. R Though I don’t get the same breaks there and the last two stops that I had at Swift River, still, I do my stuff easy enough I have the blizzard to thank mostly. For two weeks it had raged through the section, giving the miners nothing to do but wear out cards and the storekeeps no chance of vetting to Denver to renew their stocks I'd been just lucky enough to get the first

stagecoach into the Leadville district since the storm started In eight days I’m back in Swift River with an empty trunk and the feeling of chas- ty that comes from labor well performed. As | registers again at the Miner's Rest, I notices a name sprawling among the filyspecks -Henry R. Douglas, Cheyenne, W yoming It’s Velvet’s writing. He's not around the hotel, but it being quite late at night, I have an idea where to find him. I hies me to the Silver Dollar Sure enough, there’s the little playmate,

diked out like a miner, sitting behi couple of tall, rangy stacks of gold and silver. My next look is at the deck in use. 't’s one of our own hand-tooled packs

Bennington glances up and sees me, but no more recognition passes between us than would between Mrs. Glimish and the lame who swiped her cook “‘And a hundred,” says Velvet, tossing out five double eagles. ‘“‘ Let’s keep out the grocery < lerks 33 ‘Also the truck gardeners,” returns a lad opposite, whom I'd heard the boys call Rusty the week before. He tilts the pot another century. Everybody whisker

else drops. I tries to read Rusty’s hand from where I’m standing, but he’s squeezing the papers so tight and there’s so much smoke swirling about the table that I haven’t a chance. Velvet’s mitt I can see face to face. He's got an inside straight to draw to —a hell of a thing you’d say to go into a raising spree over, but not so foolish when you happen to know that the card you want is sitting on top of the deck and you get the first draw. After one more hoist, Rusty calls. Ben- nington asks for a card, and even before the dealer flips it over I know it’s the six that’s necessary to turn a bust into a sequence. Whiskers takes two, but they’re grabbed too quickly for me to identify. The bet’s passed to Velvet, and without hesitation he topples his yellow stack into the center of the table—five hundred smackers. ‘You bluffing,’”’ asks Rusty, ‘‘or did you fill her in?” “T’m on a limb,” replies Bennington cheerfully, “‘but I can beat that pair of jacks and the kicker you're holding The local lad hesitates, counts out the five centuries, toys with ’em a while and then with a sudden movement mingles ’em with Velvet’s bet. ‘“‘Three bullets,” he an- nounces at the same time. ‘Not enough by one,” says the Cheyenne kid, facing up his straight. For an hour I watches the game. Velvet wins steadily, of course. So would you if you knew what the opposish held, half the time before they knew it themselves. Dis- gusted players kept shouting for new decks, but that made about as much difference to Bennington as the price of pianos does to a wall-eyed pike Rusty has a lucky run of cards, and what loses to Velvet he gets back from the other draw addicts. By midnight he and he visiting girl from Wyoming have about all the loose change in Swift River between them, and then the fun starts. Bennington opens on a pair of kings and Whiskers stays, the three other lads lingering along in the game not being keen to put up fifty ne

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aoliars for a iW agal ( W stack me B Lake et i I can hardly stifle a yasp whe I see Velve squeeze two more K ind Four } ! I'd long ago given up trying to read the backs through the smoke and | o idea what the dealer’d done for Rust Witt Bennington’s mitt it didn’t seem to make much difference “One hundred,” says Velvet the coin. Just a teaser, | to giv Whiskers the mpression that the opene hadn’t been improved ‘And the stack,”’ drawls Ru ty forward al] the gold and silver betore nm “Thirty-one hundred dollars,” he nounces, after a count “You win,’ yawns Bennington, a throws down his hand “I’m damned!”’ grits the miner, show up his mitt. “Four aces--and not a play. What were your openers?”’ he demands A lad sitting next to Bennington turns over Velvet’s car is, exposing the four kit gazes at the layout with narrowing eyes.

zs and an eight of diamonds. Rusty

then turns a mean pair of lamps on the side kick ‘Stranger,”’ says he, “‘it ain’t possible, it, that ye than we d I get a sudden cold feeling around the middle, but Velvet doesn't seem to be fazed any. “I probably play ‘em better than the rest of you,”’ he comes back coolly “*Tt’s natural enough,”’ goes on Whiskers, “for a galoot to have a lucky streak and ju KNOW more about these cards win steady like you done tonight, but it four

ain’t so natural for a man to run with kings. Mind telling me why you dropped ‘em?” **Not at all,” ally. “I didn’t figure ‘em worth a thre thousand-dollar bet “You didn’t happen to know,”’ pursues Rusty, “‘that there were four bullets out against you, did you?” “*The liquor,”’ comes back Velvet, “that

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they sell in these Leadville camps is ter rible.”’ Rusty’s hand drops to his belt. “I'm thinking some,” says he, “‘ of getting myself a manicure next time I go to Denver Let’s see how your fingers are fixed up, will you?”’ You get the racket, don’t you? It used to be an old trick among the grifters to have their nails sharpened before sitting in ona game. After eight or ten rounds they'd have every ace arfd picture in the deck marked. Then, when they'd get the deal, tl ey ’d of course know the ide ntity of every high card that passed from under their hands. With a laugh, Velvet spreads out his pudgy fingers. The way round and close he couldn't have scratched

a roll of butter. The expression on Rusty's face concedes that “Now you listen to me,”’ snaps Benning ton. “First of all, let me call your atten- tion to the fact that this is a new deck that you yourself put into the game a minute ago, and that you dealt those f yourself.”’ ““What do you mean?” snarls Rusty “You dealt, didn’t you?” barks Velvet ““Yes,”’ admits Whiskers; “but “And,” cuts in Bennington, ‘you gave me the four kings, didn’t you?" Rusty mumbles something I don’t get I'ma stranger here,’ goes on Velvet, “but I'll leave it to your friends. If there was any cheating, who was in a better position to do it—-you or me? Ever hear of a crook framing to give himself the low hand?” There’s no answe r, but the mob at the our aces to table looks questioningly at Whisker “You're just a rotten loser,”’ snaps Ber nington, “and I’m through with selling platers.”” He takes his coin to the bar, gets it traded in for a roll of greenies and de parts, leaving » crestfallen Rusty talking to himself. A few minutes later I joins Velvet in his room at the hote **Narrow squeak, that,’’ I remar

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What do you think of that?”’ This,” I comes back: “You'll divvy | right now or I'll spill the works.” “Go on,” urges Bennington jovially. “Tell the boys you've been salting the town with talking decks. Goon. I'll make the necessary arrangements to have your body cut down.’ That gives me pause. ‘Here,’ says Velvet, ‘is five hundred | smacks for expenses. After we finish up with Quartztown, I'll split fifty-fifty with you on the net as I promised. All right with you?”’ “You'd better be,” pw I growls. mr JELVET goes through Murphy’s Flat / and Lodesburg like a tramp through a free lunch. It takes two days to distill all the jack out of the flat and one more to get the burg down to the cloth. The merry spirit of Christmas, only a week or so away, practically ruined for those camps. However, I'm not a bit happy. I'm con- vinced that Bennington’s already ordered the double-cross he’s going to slip in my stocking and I can’t figure out any way to make him come clean with theswag. If I let out a yelp and expose the play, I don’t get any dough, and besides I gamble on a swell chance of being ridden out of town on a rail, festooned with bitumen and adorned with the plumage of barnyard fowls. The fact that Velvet would be astride an adjoin- ing sapling doesn’t make the spectacle much more attractive to me Bennington, I estimates, is at least thirty grand to the good when we reaches Quartz- town, the Jerusalem of our crusade. Here's where we expect the big killing. Quartz- town is the richest camp in the whole sec- tion and card play is supposed to reac} heights unknown in less favored communi ties While Velvet rests in preparation for the large nights ahead, I takes a stroll about town. During the walk I tries to think up a scheme for forcing a show-down with all I develop is a thirst, so I ver Mountain fora snifter. The first face I sees at the bar is familiar. ‘As I live and linger,”’ I exclaims, “‘if it n't Honest Dan Carmody!” The Weasel!” ‘Come him; but drifts ir to the Sil he shouts n up and wet your whiskers.” Carmody’s a gambler I used to rain with long be- fore | hooked up with Velvet, about as crafty a lad with ards and dice as uu wouldn't care to meet. I think he ot the monniker ‘Honest Dan from the fact that when his mother died she had all her gold teeth in her moutl However, ! alway s toted EVENING POST “Nice,”’ says Carmody. “The cards have been running good for me lately.” ‘Been here long?” I asks. “Couple of days,”’ he returns. ‘‘ There's some sweet poker over at the Rest.”’ ‘ Listen,”’ says I, with sudden inspiration, ““what could you do in a game where the back of every card snitched on the front?” ‘*Marked decks?” he sniffs. ‘‘How you going to work ‘em in?” ‘They're in,’’ I tells him. ‘There isn't a pack in town that I can’t tell you how to read,”’ “Tell me,’ says Honest Dan. ‘See that deck over on the table there I points. ‘Pick it up and follow me into that little room.” Carmody does, and I gets right down to business, giving him only a general idea of the scheme at first. When he gets good and interested, | makes my proposition ‘Fifty-fifty,”’ says I, ‘on the total haul.” ‘Cheap at the price,’’ comes back Dan, and his eyes glitter. “‘It’s a go.” I spends two hours explaining the mark- ings on the cards to Carmody. He's a bright boy at such things and tumbles fast. ‘‘ Beautiful,’ he enthuses; ‘‘but I don’t see how I’m going to cut your friend Bennington away from his roll. He can read my hands, can’t he?” “Not if you snatch ‘em from the dealer fast enough,"’ says I, ‘“‘and squeeze 'em tight enough. But that’s not the point Here's an ace,”’ I goes on, taking one from the deck, “‘and here’s a nine. Themarksare the same—one of ‘em has ’em in the upper right-hand corner, the other in the lower left. A nine held upside down becomes an ace, and vice versa.”’ “T got you,” grins Dan; “but “You haven't forgotten how to deal, have you?” I cuts in. ‘No,’ answers Carmody; ‘but the pa- trons of the game here are no suckers. How- ever, I might be able to slip over a nifty or two when the smoke gets thick and the boys get loggy.”’ ‘You may not even have to,” says I. “You're bound to get some nines and aces in your hand at the right time if you play long enough. You've got to get Velvet for me if it takes weeks. Understand?” “I’m going over to my room to study,” announces Dan, rising. “‘See you tonight.” I'm pretty well pleased with myself. Even if Carmody doesn’t make a bum out of Bennington, I hold a fifty-fifty interest in the winnings of two players and I figure I'm bound to cash in on one of them. What could be sweeter? Velvet can hardly wait to beat it to the Rest when I tells him about the big game there and the bird I’d met at the Silver Mountain with a roll to wager thick enough About eight o'clock we to choke an ox treks over, and after the usual look around to see that our own decks are in play, Velvet takes a hand. Carmody’s already there, but he’s wise enough not to know me For hours nothing happens of interest Both Bennington and Honest Dan win February 19,1927 steadily, but not a dime from each other At three in the morning the game’s sti going and I’m about ready to duck to the hay when the fireworks are set off The deck is passed to Carmody to deal] and I never saw anybody distribute cards so fast. I'm standing behind Velvet and | notices that the pasteboards have come to him upside down. I glances quick toward Dan, but he makes no sign He’s busy straightening out his mitt below the table edge Two players pass, and Bennington, with a pair of kings, opens. Carmody stays, and one other lad. All of 'em draw three cards, Velvet pulling in another king and a pair of sevens —afull hand. Apparently not mucl chance of a heavy play against two three ecard buyers “Three hundred,” says Bennington, shoving out the gold checks. The local lad drops “Three and three,”’ retorts Dan. ‘‘ My two pair are as good as yours.”’ I tries to flash Carmody’s hand, but de- spite the fact he’s got ‘em spread loose and wide, the smoke’s too much for me. Be sides, I'd had a few drinks ‘Would a grand interest you?”’ inquires Velvet, tossing out fifty double eagles “M ildly,”” comes back Dan, cove ing the thousand and adding another fifteen hun dred. *‘Too bad,” he adds. ‘‘That’s all | have on the table.” “Don't let that annoy you,” Bennington politely kick if you want to.” “Thanks,” says Carmody, and jerks roll of bills out of an inside pocket. ‘‘ There’s twenty-eight grand there,’ he announces, calm, and throws ‘em on the heap of metal remarks “You can go in the in the center Smiling gently, Velvet pulls out his leather and strips it clean You'll have to draw down five hundred,” says he. ‘I can’t quite meet your bet.’ “All right,’’ returns Honest Dan, pulling the amount out of the pot ‘What have you?” “Nothing but a king full,”’ smiles Ben nington, laying the hand and reaching. “This is Tuesday night,”’ says Carmody, also reaching, ‘“‘and never does a king full beat an ace full on Tuesday night.” Velvet’s mouth opens wide and he gazes with glassy eyes at the three cuters and pair of jacks set before him. “T thought he mumbles, and stops I know what he thought He thought three upside-down aces in Carmody’s mitts were nines ‘“Just a minute,’ snarls Bennington, suddenly coming out of his dope and grab bing Dan's money hand. ‘The game’s crooked. These cards are marked. Look!”’ And he points out his own handiwork on some pasteboards in the discard Something tells me I don’t belong in the inquiry that’s about to follow and I departs hastily As I reaches the door the lights go out and there’s a shot. I’m on my mark and I go Two weeks later Denver, I runs body killed that night?” I asks him “Nope,” he ar swers, short Get n ¢ money?" I goes or | got rY money,’ returr of cold “How about my) split?’’ I inquires ‘On your way Weasel,’’ he snaps and ducks into saloon, ieaving me flat Served me rignt An honest lad’s got no business witl ‘ 3 =I IT ble rossing One of the Natural Ponds of Greenbrier and Monroe Counties, West Virginia rook into Carmody on the street. ‘‘Any- Honest Dan, kind

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10 mality for making friends, is expense account to spend, and tle inevitable work had t » be done, ey g to » it You haven't got a job, boy,” other men yenviously; “ you've got an allow- P} ps would grin his wide, engaging id might permit himself the faintest ie of self-satisfaction Well, I've learned how to delegate most f the drudgery,” he would admit He presented his ) his wife, to his as- course semi-social activities tc doubtless even to himself, as con- of a bore, which he must put up l-naturedly for the sake of busi- of the matter was that he ved them. He hadn't outgrown expen- ve luncheon places and night clubs and football games. Why, he hadn’t even out-

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wn fooling himself. Just a kid The clients, most of them well beyond I re f beir ea ly fooled, would have realized this long before now, if it hadn't n for Cla [f it hadn’t been for Claire, Phillips would have made every one of the stakes of the youngster who steps right it of college into a job that he isn’t really eady to fill. He came forward with one ifter another of the suggestions that nine ervinne mut of every ten present Fort nately he usually presented them to Cl aT Sky writing, forinstance. Every amateur st advertising wants to write his product the sky. P ps came in from luncheon, having watched, with some thousands of terested others, an aeroplane, with a trail

g the name of a new cigar 'm going to suygest that stunt to the Snow people,” he declared enthusiastically. Hiave the plane fly over Fifth Avenue and Forty-second Street around one clock. Thousands and thousands of peo- ile would see Claire did not trouble herself to be tact- ' think many of them ed to go and buy a cake of " she asked * Phillips began ing from his overcoat pocket a packet of the new brand, to prove

that at least one person had been moved to \ cigarette is entirely different,’’ Claire aid \ man looks up and notices the new name in the sky, thinks: ‘Oh, I need some ! re mokes,’ and stops in the next to That's all bacco store and buys a package t. But Snow Beauty Soap is a quality

product it sells for thirty-five cents a uke \ woman who is going to try to im her complexion, even if it costs her ree times what she usually pays for a ike of soar n't likely to look up in the <y to see which brand to buy When Phillips actually attended a con- erence with a g chent, he went sup ported by the genial friendliness which he ( eater r f, but armed also with opy which 4 Lire ad written and wisdom wh ne had siowl!l! and with years of slert effort, learned. Naturally he made in exceller mpression The common pir t le the Miller Aven y and it, Was that young Phillips was a brilliant oung come About his assistant there was no common pinion at all. Few people knew even that he existed ler SITION Was as negative ind unnoticeabie as the plain dark, undis tinvuisned dresse “ ne a Ways wore the ottice Claire herself ew th f course. But e didn’t mind Va ding her time. she uuld be patie d I leasant about it ecause P Was SC ¢ Chere is noth ng ertaint or g ae | t ( laire Knew t ng ¢ worrowe A I | lV- nb wed mone 4, while. but the ning is l { me THE SATURDAY EVENING POST CHIVALRY IS NOT DEAD (Continued from Page 15 The last of October Claire knew sud- denly that the time was at hand. Phillips announced one morning that the firm wanted him to make a six-weeks’ trip of investigation out through the Middle West. He was delighted with the idea; he had friends, college mates, scattered from Detroit to Kansas City. “Of course, I'm just supposed to be checking up on our products, but I shouldn't be surprised to come back with a new account or two. I've got the right con- tacts, and what I haven't got I can make,” he told Claire. He had been out with one of his local contacts till two the night before, and was engaged to lunch with another shortly, so he was a bit abstracted when Claire asked him about the new Wing magazine sched- ule ‘You tend to that, Miss Deming,”’ he said. ‘‘I've got to put in a long-distance up to New Haven. I told Wing I thought I could land him a couple of tickets for the big game.”’ Claire drew a series of triangles on the edge of her desk blotter. Then she looked up. ‘Don’t you think,” she asked, ‘that a magazine schedule is more important to the Wing Company than a couple of football tickets?”’ It wouldn't be fair, she felt, to go ahead as she was planning, without warning Phillips He smiled indulgently. ‘‘Not neces- sarily,’ he said. ‘‘Not necessarily at all. Why, Miss Deming,” his voice took on the tone of pleasant condescension of a genial father explaining square root to his little girl—** Miss Deming, some of the biggest business deals of this country are put over in the country-club locker room.” So I've often heard,”’ said Claire dryly. She paused uncertainly for a moment or two. Then: ‘An account has got to be held after you get it,’’ she said. ‘“‘And there’s a lot about holding an account that can't be done in a country-club locker room.” Phillips gave his long-distance number to the operator. “1 haven't failed to hold any account yet,” he said, with the faintest hint of irritation in his pleasant voice. Claire’s pause this time was longer. She had to go on though. She must give him a definite warning or she would never feel right about what she was going to do. ‘You would have lost more than one of them,” she said flatly, “if it hadn’t been for me.” The warning didn’t take. Mr. Phillips merely raised his eyebrows in rebuking si- Kven with a genial chief, that ex- said warningly, a subordinate could go too far. ‘You have handled your part of the work very satisfactorily, Miss Deming,” he said coldly. ‘But after all, you know it’s your job to. If 1 couldn’t turn over the details to you and know that they would be well handled, you wouldn't be worth your salary.” Claire did not answer. But after that she felt no further compunctions about what she intended to do. After all what she did during the next two weeks before Phillips left was nothing. Purely negative. She continued to attend to the office routine of details. When Phil- lips turned over the copy to her to be written, she wrote it as well as she was 1 lence pression able But she did nothing more. Beyond the definite duties of an assistant, she did not In all department matters which lay outside her province, she simply turned off her wisdorn, like turning off a faucet. Psychically, she withdrew, leav- ing Mr. Phillips to stand on his own feet. It was a bad time to do this. Phillips was engrossed in plans for his trip, dictat- ing lengthy letters to men he knew in the various towns and cities he was to cover, He was busy, too, with go one step planning routes. the business friends he was to leave behind. There was still good golting, which cut down his time in the office; he drank a little too much on one or two evening festivities, which left him rather limp the following days. There were a dozen men he had to lunch with before he left. Naturally such lay- outs as he actually planned were done hurriedly and wearily; the little copy that he wrote was done when he was at tag ends of energy It was unfortunate for him that one of his biggest clients should be at this time facing rather troubling problems of expan- sion. The Snow Beauty Soap people were considering putting out a new shaving cream. There were all the questions of size, sampling, distribution to be considered. Phillips went to the conferences a bit heavy eyed, preoccupied. Claire would obediently supply him in advance with the varied statistics which he asked her to look up. She gave these to him without com ment. Now statistics are excellent food, but they must be slowly and thoughtfully di- gested; they are nothing but useless fig- ures until they have been turned into the muscle and vigor of thought. During these past two weeks Phillips had neither time nor energy for the slow digestive processes He gobbled up the statistics hastily before he was due at a conference, and showed up as ill prepared as a runner who had stuffed down a half-dozen beefsteaks fifteen min- utes before to give him strength for a race. He must have felt some faint atmosphere of disappointment at these meetings be- cause the last day, before he left, he got down to business, and in hurried travail brought forth an inspiration. There was no conference scheduled for that day and he had a luncheon date with young Wing, so he had no opportunity to present his idea in person. He outlined it, however, in a long and enthusiastic letter. Claire busied herself with an arrangement of cuts while he was dictating. After the stenographer had left the office, however, Phillips elaborated his idea still further for Claire’s benefit. Ever since her tactless remark to him, he had maintained a slightly aloof air to his assistant, but he forgot this now in the excitement of his new idea. “T wish I'd got in in time with that first plan,’ he said. ‘‘ Making the little in- dividual cakes of soap and selling them to the hotels. Sorry the other fellow beat us to it on those. It’s a slick scheme for cir- culating samples of your product and ac- tually being paid to do it. Still, though, mine is really a better idea than that when you come down to it. It’s got more scope. Have a smal] metal case—a sort of slot machine—with all the Snow products soap, tooth paste, shampoo, shaving cream each in a little package that will come out like gum when you put in a nickel or a dime or whatever we decide on. Why, any- body, man or woman, would be tickled to death to find one of those in a hotel bath- room. And we'll get a rich design for the case, so that the hotels will be glad to place them in their bathrooms.” Claire said nothing; merely listening politely. “Think what that would mean!”’ Phil- lips went on, growing more enthusiastic with every word. ‘Get a case like that in every bathroom in the best hotel in every city. Think what that would mean in in- troducing the Snow products to more and more people. And it wouldn’t cost a red cent. In fact, we ought to be able to work it out on a system where it would be a profitable line in itself. How's that for killing two birds with one stone?” His concluding question was not a ques- tion at all. Merely a rhetorical flourish re- quiring no answer. Claire made none. Quietly she took his orders to cover his ab- sence. He would keep in touch with things, February 19,1927 he said, of course; but some details might come up which she would have to attend to. Were there any questions she wanted to ask him before he left. No, Claire said, she thought she understood anything that would be likely to come up. With the departure of Phillips a great quiet seemed to settle upon the office. In the peace of it Claire felt that she had twice as much time as before. No longer was it necessary for her to write a piece of hook-

and-eye copy, closing her ears to Phillips speaking intothe telephone, good-naturedly ragging the winner in last night’s poker game. She did not have to make an im- portant layout to the accompaniment of dictated, joshing letters, time her consulta- tions with her superior between luncheon dates and golf games. and quiet. Claire could really get to work She tackled the Wing dishwasher first Immediately after Christmas the holiday type of advertising would have to cease Something must be ready to take its place 3efore Mr. Phillips had left they had de cided which magazines to use, and Claire drew absent-minded triangles on her yel- low scratch paper as she studied over the circulation statements of the various maga zines. Claire knew how to use statistics There was the popular Women’s In- terests. Fifty per cent of its subscribers, a Peace and solitude recent careful survey stat d, were college graduates. Eighty-five per cent did their own housework ‘Did You Go to College to Learn to Wash Dishes?” That was the right angle of approach, she felt sure other, values “Were You Trained to be a Dish- washer?” “Ts Your Time Worth Twenty Cents an Hour?”’ ‘You Don’t Shine Your Own Shoes Why Wash Your Own Dishes?” ‘Your Husband Isn't Doing Office Boy’s Work—Why Are You?” She was working over these when young Wing dropped in at the office. He had been out of town when Phillips left; did she happen to know what luck Phillips had had about tickets for the game? Claire made use of the call to show Wing what she had been working on. His in- terest caught fire at once; he stayed an hour and a half discussing the dishwasher, and then left, forgetting to ask a second time about the football tickets Three days later Miss Deming was in- vited to attend a staff conference of the Wing Electrical Home Equipment Com- pany. It was the beginning, and Claire knew it. Sartorially speaking it was a different young woman who arrived at the agency Gone was whicl gone, the She wrote one head after an considered expertly the relative the morning of the conference the nondescript dark office dress, had done very well till now; quiet, plain hat, the serviceable coat whicl had always looked like an underpaid assistant’s coat. Her new suit was plain and dark too. But plain with the expert deceptive plainness of a master tailor Dark with the distinguished darkness of expensive material, knife-edged Her shoes were trim, obviously well-made her gloves soft, loose-fitting, immaculate She was marceled and manicured. Her hat had cost twenty-five dollars, and looked it Claire was an advertising woman; sh¢« knew the value of personal background A quality product had to look the part. She attended that conference prepared Not with any last-hour stuffing of statistics; not with a few hastily summoned abortive ideas. An athlete trained from childhood needs but little special coaching for an im pending contest; his fitness for it has grown with his own growth. In the same deep-going manner Claire had been pre paring for this opportunity for six vears. pleats Continued on Page 125 —

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 20S E BELFRY | wi Tu XQ Ghent, Belgium February 19,1927 a eS N CONTRAST with the Broadmoor Hotel at Colorado Springs (below), the storted Belfry at Ghent (at left) was 156 years in building, 1183-1339. The Broadmoor is of reinforced con- crete, finished in stucco made with Atlas White. Warren & Wetmore, New York, were the architects; James Stewart & Co., Inc., were the general contractors. Main Offices: NEW YORK and ST. LOUIS BIRMINGHAM ,- DES MOINES + BOSTON

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CHICAGO + KANSAS CITY +» OMAHA - BUFFALO as well as Economy to Concrete Bnei makes safe construction possible on a gigantic scale, while its economy spares money for adornment. In perfecting the manufacture of this great building material to meet the needs and visions of an expanding age, the A¢/as Port- land Cement Company has pioneered: First, by the development in 1895 of the rotary kiln, which pro- duced cement of uniform quality, multiplied output a hundred fold and still keeps cement lower in price than 30 years ago. Second, by so increasing mill and storage capacities that the 8,250,000 barrels of At/as used in the Panama Canal were shipped without disturbing regular deliveries. Third, by creating in Atlas White a true Portland cement, pure white, with all the strength of Af/as gray. Atlas White gives architects and builders a medium through which an endless range of interesting colors and textures can be secured. Thus A/d/as service is rounded out: architectural and structural requirements are both fulfilled; huge masses and delicate details can be shaped with equal ease in Atlas. These advantages are illustrated in the contrast pictured on the opposite page. The historic old Belfry at Ghent, 156 years in building, would cost heavily in time, labor and money, if erected today. In the famous Broadmoor Hotel at Colorado Springs, speed and economy were secured with modern materials: beauty was added through stucco made with A¢las White. Thus Aé/as, the most adaptable of building materials, strikes a practical balance today between beauty and economic value. Write us for information about Lumnite, the cement which gives full 28-day strength in 24 hours—a product of our affiliated company THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ATLAS Proneered in Git mg Beauty PHILADELPHIA THE STANDARI ALL OTHER MAF ARE MEASLURI The ATLAS DEALER Adds Service to Savings in Distributing Building Materials More than any other merchant, your B gM Dealer is a vital factor in the con leve The character of his trade an } The grocer, the druggist, the established retailers add to the growth. Burt t Building Material Dealeris construction, betore ther merc! To an unusual degree, he acts a purchasing agent entirecommunity. Den {for his merchandise rises a falls with the seasons. To meet peak requirement must be accumulated. His relative investment is he Because architects, contractors and pr pert wners expect prompt deliveries as their needs arise, it is the Dealer's task to forecast their wants and gather ade } ite § | or find deper lable sources to draw « Every custome puts his own job first so your D f must plan tor a Quantity is not his sole anxiet O nd valu absolute essentials in everything he s H are neighbors; his products must stand up under | usage Or Nis prest ge as merch Ct and sulters In the cement field, he solves these problems | plying Atla Portland Cement. For tt year been the highest quality t Portland ce sible tO manufacture And Adla ing facilities, with storayg yreater thal Americ tire output in 1905, insure reserves iny der inywhere, at any Seaso! See your Af/as dealer t ff concrete construct Let the ment solve your difficult problem Write The At Portland Cement Company at the neare JACKSONVILLE, FLA.

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PEACE and contentment, I say, are not a matter of how much money you have accumulated. They come with a clear conscience, good health, and the right companionship. No comrades mean more to me today than my trusty pipe and good old Prince Albert. I start the day with a pipe in my mouth and a song in my heart. It has been like that for a good many years now. Before I settled upon Prince Albert as the one and only tobacco for me, I had “played around,” as you young fellows say, with many brands. PRINGE ALBERT

I think it was the rich, rare fragrance of P. A. in the tidy red tin that spurred me to try a load of it in my pipe. I found the taste more than matched that won- derful aroma. It was cool. It was sweet. It was mild . . . mild, yet completely and delightfully satisfying. Perhaps a leaf from my book of ex- perience will set you on the road to peace and contentment. I tell you, in all serious- ness, that you don’t know .. . you simply can’t know how much your pipe can mean to you until you have filled it with Prince Albert! —no other tobacco is like it! February 19,1927 P. A. is sold everywhere in tidy red tins, pound and half-pound tin hum: dors, and pound crystal-glass humidors with sponge-moistener top And always with every bit of bite and parch removed by the Prince Albert process

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Continued from Page 120) The success of it, the surprised interest the men she faced about the | directors’ table, the elec- and respect of nigniy polis 1e¢ tric thrill of feeling her own mind spark and flash to the contact, was like wine on an empty stomach. Claire came back to the Miller office fairly heady with the first s p of suc cess It was an exhilaration that lasted through the days, the weeks. Fed every now and then by new and ever-increasing tr imphs — trifling, petty triumphs, of course, but breath-takingly significant Claire new, after six years of making ready for t, her chance was here at last A tingling enchantment was in every move she made, every thought that went flashing through her mind She awoke mornings with no drowsy reluctance, but i quickened sense of living, an impatience to be up and at the day. Prosy, comically ommonplace problems seemed worth the most serious and expert consideration. She would bring the concentration of a ] general planning an attack to bear upon the choice of the type face for a head. Even her sense of humor fell nto line, learned to keep its proper place Which proper place, of course, was to come along well after the work was safely done ‘Playing up to sex appeal to sell a corn she would giggle to herself; but not

intil the copy was safe in the hands of the printer. And when the proof would come yack: ** Well, anyway,” she would tell her

self, reassuringly, “it may be fun but ist reading that ad makes me wis} had a corn so that I could go out and buy a bottle of the cure For those six weeks Claire talked and thought advertising. She ate with it, tak- ng some problem along to mull over during her inexpensive tea-room luncheon; — she slept with it, taking some other problem to think about during those precious few min fl utes be fore dropping Oo to sleep, and f these psychologists are right,thereby drop-

y it down for the old subconscious to chew away at all night 4 chance is a precious thing when one has prepared for t for six years Oddly, during the first four of those heard nothing from the Snow account She handled its routine weeks, Claire regularly, but when she had occasion to ager-——one of Phillips’ most valuable con tacts he seemed always to be out As sensitive as a barometer to a coming storm, + Claire finally caught, over the telephone, a telephone the young advertising man- vague sense of presage. There was some- thing too evasive, too noncommittal in the answers she received And then one day the telephone girl an- swered her inquiry for Mr. Leander with the statement that Mr. Leander was not with them any more “Is this the Miller Agency?” the Snow switchboard girl asked ire said that it was Mr. Grant,” said the telephone girl,

the new advertising manager, is coming n to see you sometime today.” So! So Mr. Leander, the lunched and golfed contact, the precious link between the Miller Agency and one of its best ac- ounts, was out of the chain. Claire paused fora moment. Then: “Will you please ask Mr. Grant to ask for Miss Deming when he comes over? she said. All that day Claire prepared for the nterview, assembling in her mind the bits f information, of ideas, of suggestions which she had been saving for some time It was about four when the new Snow ad- ertising manager came in He was a middie-aged man, authoritative, incisive of speech, with eyes like freshly sharpened pencils. No man to be bought with lunches and golf; a man shrewdly beyond being flattered. His first glance at Claire was of direct, canny appraisal. There was no yenial sparring, no polite preliminaries What is your idea about this new shav- ng cream we're figuring on?” he asked Claire matched his incisive brevity THE SATURDAY EVENING POST i2 “I think,” she said, “‘that it a very poor thought Why?’ **Because,”’ said Claire all the Snow produc ts appeal part liar women. The shampoo, the Snow Beaut Soap, even the tooth paste has been playe up particularly from the feminine angle Of course if you wish to go into a new field altogether and build up another product the shaving cream might be a good on But if, as I understand it, what you want to do is to bring out another product that can capitalize the reputation you've ready got, I think it should be a product f women.” Grant considered this Have suggestion”?’’ he asked Had she! Claire had been working on a suggestion for weeks “Soap flakes,"’ she said The womar who already knows the Snow products the type of woman who wears glove-s underwear and chiffon-silk stockings. Other soap-flake manufacturers have pretty we established the fact that that sort of clot} ing doesn’t go in with the general laundry The woman who uses all the other Snow products probably already buys some other brand of soap flakes. It strikes me that your market would be already fairly we established.” Grant said nothing. He was evidently a man of few words Snow-white,” said Claire, “would be a rather obvious name, and, I should think, a pretty good one As Grant was leaving he paused a mo ment at the door By the way,” he said, was that slot machine for hotel hat} rooms your idea? No” What do you think of it ‘Il think it is a splendid idea,” said Claire ‘But it can’t be done. Some form of it has been suggested over and over again by different agencies, and the hotels have positively refused to consider it Grant nodded as though he already knew this. “It strikes me,” advertising agency would do well he said, ‘‘that an to make

sure whether an idea is ble or not be lore presenting it Claire said nothing She could be a chary of words as the Snow Compat new advertising manager Two days before Phillips was due ba Mr. Miller himself came into Claire's office It was the first time the head of the ager had honored her with a personal word. It was quite likely that he had just learned for the first time of her existence He chatted with her for a few minutes. It w splendid work, he told her, that she been doing on the Wing dishwasher. H¢ spoke well, too, of three or four small a counts on which she had been wor And just before he left “The Snow people he said, “have de ded to switch from the shaving ean a soap-flake line.” He paused, as G had, in the very doorway ‘They want you,” he said to v that account alone That was all yu

Claire sat for some time staring at her little desk calendar with eyes -eyes blurred with the tears of t1 umph. The fruits of the triumph might still be far ahead, but they would come a surely as the autumn apple follows the spring blossom. Her chance had come and she had made good earned; waited and worked for so sweet that it almost hurt, shary slurred, unseeir Triumph honest Triumph poignant. Being a woman Claire was er titled to a few burning tear But it was closing time, so she brushe them away, slid into her new coat, drew her smart new hat down closely over he sleek, smart shingle. When she reached the otfice-building doorway she saw that it was snowing. The street lamps blurred softly through the whirling flakes, ga)

stmas shoppers hurried by, shop wit dows were scarlet and gold. Claire looke ut into a world that seemed to her ngling cold, all singing ligt

| ‘ ‘ ew the ton , ‘ At I é mtnead r the i ( n ‘ t; ‘ ’ , . , Li i La ‘ ‘ vultat - : Hier y i I ( lay before C} tmas. | pear at the office. At n little M ps tele ed ri¢ is ad i te t ) t é PPM ‘ was rur ga ‘ ir ‘ rf le it tw him go out Hew gre et t ‘ levelopments , 1 Deming awf m r ' I ant ne wa i sw ‘ a Y nda Claire you me ou e } . the ) e at A ] | t ! t ; It was already d i , Elmwood Road | Pree preset othe

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(Continued from Page 125 little white teeth in the center — a grin that, despite the fat baby face, was start] ngly ike his father’s. “Pretty husky-looking kid, isn’t he said Phillips, with the funny, shame-faced pride of male parenthood. ‘He certainly is,’’ said Claire And suddenly, irrelevantly, she thought ot the one house on tne eping Christmas, of wheelbarrow out in the ‘Well, how’s everyth A. Miller Advertising asked ‘Oh, quite well, I thin bit awkwardly. a dozen bits of news— Mr. Leander’s leav- ng the Snow Company and their change of plans about the shaving cream; the new ampaign the Wing Company was consid- ering; a new small | account or two which had come into their department. She felt the uncomfortable awkwardness of the situation, here in Phillips’ home on Christ- mas Eve. She hasti To cover her embarrassment she asked him about his trip. And as he talked she found her uncomfortable embarrass- ment ‘growing. Little Mrs. Phillips watched her husband with such wide, ador- ng eyes, listened so respectfully to his words; it was so evident that she reg: m as a brilliant success Claire cast hurriedly about in her mind or some way to change the subject. “‘Isn’t his the dearest nursery!” she exclaimed Little Mrs. Phillips beamed. ‘‘Oh, do you think so?”’ she asked. ‘* We did every bit of it ourselves. I made the curtains and (‘lay tinted the walls and put on that bor- der -isn’t it cunning?” Claire looked at the border running iround the wall, low enough for baby’s eyes Goldilocks and the Three Bears Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf Cinderella on the way to the ball in Bright-colored pictures 1es, pasted on the painted er pumpkin coact it out of mage shellacked over and bordered neatly t ips of cream-colored molding E:mboldened by Claire’s admiri mations, Mrs dential We picked up every bit of the furniture j 1 } Z excla Phill ps became more cont econdhand and enameled it over our elves | don’t think you'd ever guess it vasn't all new, do you?” Never in the world,” said Claire. “It tunning.”’ The nursery, seen with this knowledge, ost its first impression of expensive imper sonal smartness. There was a potted ever green standing in one corner, hung wit} spun glass and tinsel and strings of pop orn—a tiny first Christmas tree. Mrs Phillips anxiously consulted a thermom- eter, hung just three feet from the floor after the directions in the baby bo« ‘Honey, it’s only sixty-three here Don’t you think I’d better run down and hake up the fire a littl she asked ‘You run down and shake it up Phillips repeated indignant) Where di j hat stuff? ,I’ma yong down cel She had already started for the nursery door, but Phi terful arm, deposited her again in her low fraid you'll catch more cold eager i ar lips caught her with a ma rocker, strode downstairs, his bathrobe Hop ping about his long legs ‘He’s the dearest thing,’ said little Mr Phillips to Claire, when her husband w: out of hearing. ‘‘He throws a fit at my) doing anything hard; especially now, wit the new baby coming, you know.” Claire nodded sympathetically. It wa the first time she had ever thought of P} lips in this other role of husband and father ‘We ought to have a furnace man come n,”’ Mrs. Phillips went or ‘Most of the other people on the street do. But it cost fifteen dollars a month and—well, you know how it is—everything is so terribly expensive, specially babies.” Claire nodded again. The young Phil lipses were evidently on their own and rht in the nerve-racking. between- struggle of keeping up appearances. | lips’ generous expense account, of irs was of no avail here at home You know how it is,” little Mrs. Phil ps had said Claire suddenly knew how better than cos Mrs. Phillips could have guessed. She knew, with asudden, uncanr certainty, that the Dutch Colonial heavy mortgage on it he felt that she could guess pretty accurately at the ! ] ps bank balance She felt sure, even, that the evening dress Mr Phillips wore when she went to a with clients, was a hang-over from he trousseau, and was, with considerable ir genuity, being made to do Not that there was is the common history ried couples. The Phill pretty narrow plank, but as long as kept tk ( was all right. What pri ked Claire with a pses were walk ir balance sudden sharp consternation was the fact that neither of them knew how precarious was that narrow plank He has the cleverest ideas—everybody likes him si I ittle Mrs. Phillips was still talking proudly of her husband. Claire ard herself agreeing politely. Of course Clay was just getting started now, his wife was saying, but in two or three year when he was making more mone e) might Just a couple of kids! Rashly giving their hostages to fortune Claire, just the young husband's age, felt a generation older, wiser. In two or three years where would ¢ ‘layton Phillips be, Claire wondered He came back from fixing the the baby finishe Clinging to his dad's forefinger he showed Miss Deming how he could walk, stagge1 -d his apple sauce and cereal ing along on his fat bowleg Phillips ruffled the baby’s downy head with a gentle pretense of masculine into his crib with a brusque, awkward tet Little Mrs. Phillips two of them adori: the nursery the first Christmas tree spar kled and shone Claire rose abruptly; she must catch a train. Mrs. Phillips urged her to dinner, but Claire declined, half tly She felt with sudden impatience, almost panic, that she must get away at once Back down Elmwood Road to the sta tion, through the snowy Christmas Eve Past the one dark house, where there was roughness, tossed him derness. watched the now only a smooth white mound where the deserted little wheelbarrow had stood. Past the holly wreaths and the tall white candles, burning—Isn’t that the quaint old leg end?—to show the Christ Child the way Claire hurried through the storm, not see ing its whirling whiteness, scarcely feeling its cold against her face Twenty-four hours ago she had stepped out into the snow, exultant, triumphant And alread ili the fun Nad gone out of thet mp Why had Pi ps let her take his ¢ tion away from him? she asked herself in dignantly. Not because he couldn't have helped himself. He could have. He wa potentially, Claire knew, a very fine adver tising man. When he got right down to business ne wrote as yood Col is s t 1 if not better. On the few detinite problems to which he had given real concentrated thought, he had shown the greater ingenu ity Neither was ne iZV in the ordinary sense of the word. He did like golf and night clubs and ftootba yame I ] é ( anced his posit n fe them sne Saw hin r is the husband and lather, pushing ! id ng littie wile a nto the low ro é aw “again his awkward shame-faced pride in } a Thought of the secondhand nursery furniture, painted over to look like new, of Re« gy Hood and Goldilo s it out f ‘ pasted on the wa Of } ttl Dutch Colonial with gay Christma wreaths in the windows and the inevitabl mortgage against its titl She thought of the nursery thermometer, hung so pair taking! ust the tnree¢ et y { the THE SATURDAY EVENING POST il t t him along the wa mig i warned. If she |} e* nin ym rY ike ew been shar] ecke } n t . now and the e mig e take ig in time All the rty-eight ite town Claire argued ang \ trying to i A tne ) I t ind growing N ‘ irt car wheels be use , T knew e had a n ‘ ‘ nes l n n he le Bu ' ell ko ( \ n ¢ esty, that e had ext ed re ( w he ie might ! ‘ r ‘ é nand Wel ne Vu ing erse young as the he Lé ted enough answe it ] t not to a won mature e! reali Lie Ww ai a y Ma * I t Knew that eu in t ] t ct re 1 t it t her exultatior t y t ‘ She wa ist being sentime herself de perate Ju ( sé Christmas Eve her en ‘ sharpened, Vet ng \ and a toy that some | V lid ne again, a pudgy har ying linger, a girl with a bow ming ind tired, proud isting \ draited too young eT generatio What v ‘ ne Claire asked he ! te Was i ‘ . s t ! earned her t mp} \ to do Ww ¢ Bu W Wa r ‘ 1st ¢ new Cent S ‘ il { } ‘ ‘ 4 t t T t If p won { t wee ‘ () 4 eve a ( 1sé a ma f I I t ( mpi i \I \l Continued on Page 129 CL. a "= Y What \\ Makes Lhe Cents Worth of Sauerkraut Ali tia, 4 4 te 6 Persons) Send for this Interesting Booklet FREE \ a ew ee ee eens ! 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Continued from Page 127 She paused to let him take this in, Plenty of time to let him recall that the Snow a count was by far their largest and most mportant. Then ‘Your good friend Mr. Wing has told Mr. Miller that I write the best copy they have ever had from any agency.’ Another pause— long, significant The little accounts—and, by tl one of them is going to be e Wa SL ee ee, OS a big one eve! tually are completely sold on my wor The two new ones don't name. The agency of this.” evel KNOW your , naturally, is well aware He sat holding the elephone instrument still in his hand, as . Phillips said nothing though he had forgotten he had it there ‘I know you won't mind,” Claire d : : . +1 n pleasantly “If you had been going to mind, of course, you wouldn't have given | a ’ } me such a good hance to do it ‘I had very littl ins ps stiffly. choice,” said Pt ““My six weeks away was 01 order ‘Oh, it wasn’t in those six weeks that I did it. They wereag giving me a chance to prove what I could do. The real wo \ that though. While | the office.” Lightly, thing were a matter of reat help, of course, it was mostly done before t nere in you were rig! deftly, as though the whole importance, Claire ran over the months they had worked ? scant Reminded him, deli had let her handle the important decisions he had left for her ogether cately, of the mportant copy he and to make With soft, sure, feline gossamer of strokes, she tore iway the pleasant with which, pretense together, they had draped his nis inexperience, the bad, ur ury mistakes that he had made ‘Not that went on smoothly arelessness, necess it makes any difference,”’ she “As long as you prefer I sup- becoming just a the contact end of the work anyway you're plar ning on Dose ontact man. That seems an odd choice, to me, for a person with brains enough for the A fifty old contact man always seemed a rather pathetic figure to me. A sort of salesman, sn't he, to jolly along the customers and Not much money in it, or dignity, of course.”” She paused ‘Of course, though,” she finished pleas- ‘you know best what you want. I ’ contact man has an enough position in a way. A fair expense account and lots of social life and not any responsibility to worry Not so bad, | suppose, for a man who doesn’t want to hard, reative end of advertising -year- drum up trade? antly, ancy a attractive over work too who isn’t too ambi tious Claire let het lig! t Purposeful, inspired feli ity could go no further. A scratch of across a man’s raw pride Phillips said nothing. After a bit he pushed the telephone away, pretended a vast busyness with the papers on his desk And that was the way matters stood that All day the two of them maintained a chill politeness, a pretense of words trail off into ndefiniteness n- ClaWS lay in the office vast preoccupation with the work at hand Claire worked on, apparently unaware of that swept toward her, as unmis- she was the hate , i akable as acrid smoke in the air i g that she was doing what she had to d unaware of it at all, but she didn’t apped in the warm peace of know- ————_— THE SATURDAY EVENING POST - l, apes that u - could eve io gt : ead ei rs rom now on P} ire la r ee es own hands ( laire gave him al ia lk , think it over He left the office first, a little after five Just as he was lea g he spoke to her d ectl for the t me that da some riel necessary ques n about work ahead That,”’ said Claire quiet \ be ul to you, Mr. PI har be here afte Saturday.” Dead silence for a moment or two You don't mean you're leaving —\k ng the agency neredulous! “Ves said ( laire ‘I'm leaving at the end of the wee Mr. Phillips stood, his hand on the door knob Unaware of course, of the stark re- et tnat leaped nto nis eyes The reliel of a kid who wouldn't have admitted or the rack how scared he had beer He waited a moment, curiosity triumphing for . the moment over dislike 4 ““May I ask why you're leaving } Claire shrugged he shoulders, smiled ‘Oh, she said lig} tly, nalf insolentl J ‘I’m out after big game Till Phillips had closed the door and gone i on down the hall Claire kept her mocking smile, her swagger of braggadocio. That was her way. It was only for a few brief moments, when she was all alone, that the smile faded at all in its brightness, that gallantry drooped, like a flag hauled dowr at sunset. Just a few brief moments as she quietly cleared her desk for the night, covered her typewriter, put away a half dozen pencils and some copy paper in the upper desk drawer, paused to read the last page she had written, lingeringly, wist- fully reluctant Looked, once or twice, over at Phillips’ desk, its heavy, solid dig- nity, its rich gleam of pol shed wood the desk that might SO easily have been hers Slowly put on new coat, which seemed to droop dejectedly, too, belying its smart- ness; the twenty-five-dollar hat that was to have been worn in the march of t: umph. Just an extravagant hat now that she probably shouldn't have bought. Put on flatly, most unbecomingly. What d ference did it make It was raining and she would have to run for the Subway. No taxi tonight But these few drooping moments were brief And suddenly they were over Claire straightened her shoulders, pow- —— aid dered her nose. She took off the little hat = drew her hair becomingly forward and put y t} the hat on again, this time at } most becoming ar gle Drive With Confidence “Good clothes help when you're looking iora job,” she rem nded herself staunct 4 \ a I She put on a pair of stout rubbers over 171 Out} sain ps ner; 8 nsive shoes and round a Sonate t r a) 1] . i S umbreila in the corner beside the olfice nile ‘ She bade the elevator man a dauntless, sul I l iri) T gay good night, smiled at the newsboy in | h S . the hall who sold her the evening paper, te ; ie and strode gallantly out into the rain Kkach bulb 1 lal Swords may clang and rattle against ' ’ N\ armor no more; lovely ladies wait no Th longer in their guarded towers. But true . err \ lives on, weathering the changes, tu ) st ll taking toll from the yenerosity olf the . , strong And there are still the rules of its order “Veray parfit gentil knight ion’t cry | over spilled milk Mr. Phillips had written truly. Chivalry 1 not dead. TUNG-SO] Newark, LAMP WORKS INC., New Jersey

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Floor Machine headquarters for twenty-one years District offices in principal cities of U.S. A. Siandard Bank Building, Ottawa, Ont., Canada 4 Southampton Row, London, W.C. 1, England Kungsgatan 65, Stockholm, Sweden Factories— Hannibal, Mo., and Ottawa, Ont., Canada FINNELL ELECTRIC FLOOR MACHINE Tt Waxes Tt P olishes Tt Scrubs 4 HOUSEHOLD FINNELI There is now a Finnell for home use If inter ested ask for booklet Beautiful Floors THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 19,1927 THE INSIDE OF GOVERNMENT flexible, inflexible, cold, emotional, easy- going, serious-minded. They play their part, to be sure, even as do the ephemeral mem- bers of the Senate and House. Few mem- bers serve long terms. Most of them are in and out in two or six years. The debate, the discussion, the argument about large matters of public policy —these are the life- blood of a national administration, but they are only surface movements. Underneath, the tide of government flows steadily and with an inevitable persistence that knows only one shore—faithful service. Who are they, these people who reflect true government, who do its daily work and push forward restlessly to greater and greater achievement? Well, did you ever hear of the Public Health Service? Or did you ever know what the Bureau of Stand- ards does? These two institutions are typical of many others, equally representa- tive of modern government. But their work rarely monopolizes headlines or news- paper space. Newspaper editors, con- scientiously striving to please the mass of their readers, say the findings of these bureaus are often too technical and that the average reader prefers to read about local scandal or accidents or the social happen- ngs of the neighborhood. But though the work of a government bureau doesn’t often make as interesting reading as a murder mystery or an ingen- ious embezzlement, no less importance can be attached to the operations of the huge administrative machine set up in Washing- ton, costing billions of dollars annually. Whenever the general newspapers cannot logically afford to give space to the doings of an industry or group, a special publica- tion, usually called a trade paper, arises to fill that need. That is why in the past twelve months a group of people interested in a nonpartisan record of government day by day helped to found the United States Daily, asix-day newspaper devoted entirely to the facts of government, and nothing else, neither opinion, comment nor surmise. ven the veterans of the newspaper busi- ness were surprised to find that when the purely political phases of government were subtracted, there remained sufficient news to fill a sixteen-page newspaper every working day. For the World War has ex- panded government to an unprecedented degree, and left in its wake a number of ac- tivities which could not be extinguished and a momentum which compared to prewar days is incomparably the greatest factor in what might be termed a new era of effi- ciency at Washington. The Head of the Government The comprehensiveness of government is little recognized because it is so_ infre- quently emphasized. Ask the average man who is the head of the Government of the United States and he immediately an- swers, “Why, the President, of course! And when you pick up the Constitution of the United States, you find Article 1 taken up entirely with a definition of the func- tions of ( ‘ongress, followed in Article 2 with a description of the Presidency and in Arti- cle 3 with an outline of the judicial power. In that rank these three branches of the Government are set down as coordinate, and within a fixed area they are independ- ent of one another. Strictly speaking, therefore, there is no single dominant branch of the Govern- ment, though aggressive personality might at any time make one more assertive than another. Yet the blend of all three branches of government —the legislative, executive and has come to be so natural that the smooth coi peration of the three is no longer a subject for remark. And the news correspondent who deals with the three is somehow conscious that together they constitute the Government of the and that in their multifold } judicial powers nited States Continued from Page 25 activities, taken as a whole, is a certain sin- cerity and integrity far beyond reproach. Let us start, for example, with the Fed- eral courts. The title of the man at the head of our judicial system is not the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, as might be supposed, but the Chief Justice of the United States. He is appointed, to be sure, by the President and confirmed by the Senate, and from that moment forward his connection with any other branch of the Government ceases. He is independent of Congress. He holds office for life. He is un- approachable by any interest or group; he will never discuss a pending case with any- one out of court but his associate justices. And they in turn follow the same code. There is a halo of impeccability surround- ing our Supreme Court justices. Thus, if we impeach the integrity of government, we assail the judiciary. For the Federal judges are a part of the Government, an essential part, a part most vital in the administra- tion of justice, ordaining the rights between man and man, between corporation and corporation, between individual and state -indeed, between the several states of the Union themselves A Collective Conscience So any loose use of the term ment”’ in general statements as to its supposed decline in morality does a certain injustice to the judicial branch, been rendering a service far beyond the ma- terial compensations received. In fact, it is not unusual for a lawyer to win in a sin- gle case a fee of $100,000, while on the Su- preme Court are justices whose salaries are only a fifth of that sum in a whole year and each might be on the other side of the bench earning thesame large compensation. Something besides fidelity to service impels men to spend their lives on the Federal bench. It is fidelity to the institution of government itself. Every now and then a case arises in which a justice, in his earlier days before the bar, may have participated as counsel He automatically refrains from sitting in judgment in that case. So it is in the legis- lative branch of the Government. Men rise in the Senate or the House and explain that they do not feel privileged to vote be- cause they or their families happen to pos- sess a stock interest in the companies whose affairs are being made the subject of legisla- tion. There have been cases in which mem- bers have not been so scrupulous. Indeed, in the recent controversy in the courts over the Teapot Dome oil leases, Albert B. Fall contended that as Secretary of the Interior he could function judicially irrespective of the fact that as Albert B. Fall the indi- vidual he had received a loan of $100,000 from the man with whom he was nego- tiating an oil lease. This insistence that there could be unprejudiced consideration given under such circumstances is, to say the least, rare. Most administrative offi- cials will refuse offhand to have anything to do with a case in which they might have had a prior interest when in private life The code of ethics of the Government, however, is what might be called a collec- The honest thing to do, a recognition of the fact that an individual is for the moment a trustee on behalf of a hun- dred and ten million people, is seldom a matter of doubt, though one may ponder at length on the wisest course to pursue. ‘But the judges are honest. We didn’t mean them. How about the politicians?” This is an oft-he from time to time the subject of so much satire, if not ridicule, and politicians as such have been associated in the public mind with something so baneful, that it is not surprising to find the currents of sus- picion turned toward the political class, as distinguished from the permanent person- nel included in the civil service. Very few of the important executive positions in the ‘govern- which has ive conscence, “ard question. Congress is departmental organization of government are included in civil service. And Congress of course, is naturally political, because its members win their seats through the polit cal process. But is there not too much danger of mis using the word “‘political’’? Isn't “poli tics’”’ the synonym nowadays for something which has gone far beyond its original meaning? How many men—or women, for that matter-—relish the idea of going into politics? Wouldn't they feel more inspired if they were to dare speak unequivocally of their proposed entry into the public service? Here, too, impression has played a fateful part. The game of politics has been given preference in the public p stance. rints over the sub- The maneuvers which make sensa tion have been emphasized as against the everyday labor and energy which so many of our legislators expend conscientiously on their appointed tasks Exceptions there are to every rule. Ina body of 531 men will be found those who play and those who work, those who take their responsibilities lightly and those who take them seriously. Every now and then a member retires because of ill health due to overwork. Every now and then a mem- ber is reélected term after term because he has rendered acceptable service. Because these members are privates in the ranks, because the captains and the colonels lead the charge in the battles of politics, there is relatively little attention given these whose attendance at committees has been faithfu and whose patient and tolerant attitude toward the conflicting interests of the indi vidual is born of a sense of justice and hon- esty which is no less worthy because it earn no headlines. Lawmaking is a complex business, espe- cially in a democracy. The Constitution gave every state of the Union equality wit! every other state, and eve ry congressiona district equality with every other district The Senate consists of forty-« y ight separate units, with two spokesmen for each. The House of Representatives consists of 435 members, each being the sole representative of his district. It may be a terrible bore fo you to listen to the emotional plea of a member from a cotton district, asking that funds be appropriated to eradicate the boll weevil which has injured the cotton crop of his constituents, but it is of no such casual importance to the people of that district And if the member does not place that in- terest above all others, and press for a fa- vorable response, some other member will in two years be seen rising in that selfsam« place to do the asking a little more effe In the many years of observing govern- ment at the national capital, the news cor respondent learns that there is no East or West or South or North, but a composite Congress in which local interests fight a constant battle against general interests In nothing, perhaps, is this better illus trated than in the tariff when there are al most aS many viewpoints presented as there are industries or units thereof. Taskmasters at Home Many years ago Congress seemed mor ‘tficient, because outspoken and powerfu leaders guided each house. What Speaker Cannon said in the House was final and what Senator Aldrich said in the Senat: was also the last word in that chamber Then came the World War, with the en- largement of local and bloc interests. The idea of a steering committee in both house was advanced as a means of overcoming conflicting ambitions for leadership as well as opposite claims for priori ity of attention But even the steering committees find themselves powerless in the face of a v igor- ous attack from groups or individuals. It is difficult to reconcile sections or to weigh the importance of one interest as against Continued on Page 133 —————————

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A le CMI a, THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Continued from Page 130 out postaye-free the thousand ft another, and the net result is a series of onstituent Whenever he lon parliamentary maneuvers engaged in by whether it a week or a year before t parties or by blocs or by individuals— all primary or final election, he r ‘ of which comes to be known as the art of endeavoring to make himself solid with the politics men and women who by their ote Back of it all is a consciousness that the keep him in office. It is difficult to estimate people in the districts at home are severe how many millions of dollars are spent ar taskmasters, that they will not accept ex nually in carrying free mail, and the cour uses and that their own interests are para try as a whole bears tl expense Fron mount. To the extent that any sectior the fact that it has been going on for n wishes to put its own welfare above a na years it might be inferred that the pu tional interest, and this is no easy thing to does not object to the proce If that be break down, is a senator or representative the case. then ultimately the frankir ‘ommitted to a rigid and inflexible course ege must be extended to candidates fi of action to which he must cling until office, or else no objection can be raised the votes of his colleagues specifically tell Congress itself against the amount of mone" him nay pent in printing, postage and stationery Politics, then, is a system forced on mem those who wish to canvass for votes to ol bers of Congress by their constituents back tain those same seat home. The late Senator Cummins had a And in other ways the cost of campaigr taste of what it meant to go counter to the ng is rising. The radio, for example " wishes of his constituents. As a younger begun to sell its space. This may in time man, he followed the practice of going supplant the mass meeting. Who is to home frequently, answering all letters. But furnish the funds except the men and he later gave himself so whole-heartedly to women who believe in their candidate his work in Congress that he did not watch And because the business interests of a cer carefully the fences in Iowa. He did not tain state or district regard one man as a spend his time looking up the birthdays of better mouthpiece for that constit is constituents and sending them cor than another individ this any re ? gratulatory notes. Nor did he while away for assuming that all those who contribute nis hours looking for odd iobs for hur gry are asking for dishonest government office seekers. He had become in his later years an outstanding hgure. He felt, as Promises and Compromises many others have to their sorrow, that a piece of work well done in Washington The writer has talked with scores of would outweigh all other considerations men who have come to Washington in the But he found himself accused of being out past sixteen years—lobbyists, of tune with his constituents. And his was spokesmen and every manner of wire by no means an isolated case puller. You may disagree with the merit of The people who seek favors at Was} ng their respective | roposals, you may accuse ton, as well as those who teach that favors them of overemphasizing their state or city are to be dispensed, are responsible for nterests, you may find them overzealous much of what is known as the political that ndustry be protected on a tariff game. It is not peculiar to America _ but vou w find them almost in- exists in Great Britain as well as in eve " y speaking the language of the peo other democracy. But this is, after all, ple back home who want those industri¢ representative government. The people protected because they want those mills who want a new post office or a bigger kept working, or because they want the bridge or a deeper channel in a harbor city, district or state to benefit from legisla realize that some other constituency might _ tive action want the same thing, but the congressman If this be dishonest. then the whole com who wins out in this battle for preference munity is guilty And if the campaigr s a hero just the same contributions of most of the men who come Yet by no stretch of the imagination can to Congress were to be examined minut this system be called dishonest. It may be t would be found that the lustries whose nefficient and cumbersome, but it is what duty it is for a particular entative the people prefer to autocratic or absolute enator to protect, anyhow, under the government. And the percentage of men theory of representative government, ar who speak and vote their convictions or merely contributing a larger share tl most subjects that come before Congres other individuals in those district yn t greater thar the percentage who »>not theory that the ire tive arc = , j terest at stake ereeel: »( y ot Li .f i Mass Meetings by Radio It is easy to point ar sing fings t OF wealth les f ll 11S IS¢ rf resou! men who win their laurels in a politica Beneath the surface of the Southern st r Whence, then, springs the impression of stem. Itis not soe to prove that pub : sty’ ; ! lishonesty? Lately it has centered around men are untrue to the vat f office OF COal, Casils . | CO 1 ! the question of campaign expenditures, and Perhaps if the thoughts of the accusers were ireas, and almost at the doors oft tl furt the motives of those who furnish the con- to be erystallized into a single theme, it , bss of j } butions The population grows, the would be found that they rebel most at the spantiee st of living rises, the cost of reaching the lea of compromis« Again and again the Here pig finished s ire prod onstituents increases; yet poor men are haveseen legislators firmly convinced of the ro) > a fi ft presumed to be as eligible as rich men to wisdom of acertain course of action, only t ( ; , hold public office. Take a state in which find them later on receding or, as the expre . there are only 300,000 voters. It is im sion goes, trimming. Campaign promis« he natural advantages and fl rowth of t y possible to persuade such a group to attend _ it isthen protested, are flagrantly violated re tt f Souther mass meetings. Business houses with a Whereisthe man's moral character?) Why) 7 toot paste to sell to a group of 300,000 doesn t hestick to! onvictions He } res¢ rces r tl et tn I t¢ I I persons will spend annually many thou- no backbone! dustt sands of dollars to catch the attention of These are the current Terit sm. Olter readers of magazines and newspapers. The they are justified andidate for public office may think that Weaknesses of naracter oO 1T 1 series of advertisements will reach his manner of individuals outside as well a constituents, or he may try the even more _ side of politics. But there is neverthel expensive method of circular letters. The ertain injustice in attacking what for lacl t | tationery and printing of 300,000 letters ol a more expressive term might be ied T y cost, with the postage, an average of, say flexibility. The prime d of a represent ve cents apiece The total would mount to tive is to represent His campaign speec! $15,000. In a state like New York, where ire either principles of action w : nta there are approximate lv 4,000,000 voters, hopes to develop into a concrete formula tn T the cost of a single canvass by mail would | or, if he is an indiscreet amateur, they ar reach $200,000 detailed panaceas which are ultimate : ; i Now there are, of course, some inequities proved impractical. Facts sometimes brir ‘ about campaigning against a man who about a reversal even of fundamental pre ) already a member of Congress and as sucl conceptions. Many a legislator will confe entitled to the franking privilege. Every that he wished he had not promised so enator and representat ve can have his re much in |} preélectior impair WW marks printed and can send his speeche Because nfronted with t fact nt [ H 5 O Mt N

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Corns Lift Right Off 2 iN} +. i ~/ : b = 7 a 1) , r “7 reezone ‘ ona touchy or callus for a few nights. In- thy tops aching, then shortly i litt it right off. Doesn’t hurt a bit. lift of everv hard corn, soft n, corn between the toes, and the n’’ calluses on bottom of ‘ Just get a bottle of “ Kreezone”’ anv drug store, anywhere. 1 Co., Cincinnati, O. 1212111111 10 10 42 10 13 13 13 13 13 13 13 Why wait? Today is the time to start using 13 Bates Numbering Machines. Why sacrifice the speed, ac- curacy and neatness that tens of thousands of business houses are profiting by? Ask your rubber stamp m>nDoor UUTAN «isi DWMMOWLO dealer or stationer fro show you a Bates—the best and the best known numbering ma- chine THE BATES MFG. Co Est. 1891 Orange, N. J. New York Office, 20 Vesey St. Bates Numbering Machines, Bates Tele- vone and Radio Indexes, Bates Eveleters Bates I THE SATURDAY nside, things look different from what they did on the outside. Which is the honest course to pursue — to stick to an earlier conviction on a wrong premise or to reverse oneself and frankly accept the facts of a changed situation or of a mistaken analysis? The legislator who s honest reverses himself under such cir- cumstances and takes the punishment which the critics back home mete out to him. What an opportunity it offers to the politi- cal foe to begin the making of politica capital to unseat the legislator in question! He is attacked for being honest! This, however, is not the only type of case in which a decision involving political morality must be made. The new member comes to Congress full of enthusiasms. H¢ has been living in the provincial atmosphere of a single state or district. Sometimes he comes from an industrial district and has never felt the acute commands of an agri- cultural region, or perhaps he is a farm- trained man and has never lived in a metropolis or watched at close hand the huge flywheel of modern business. The new member is then essentially an individualist, ready to do or die for his dis- trict, come what may. Suddenly he wakes up to the fact that there are 434 other repre- sentatives, or if he is in the upper house, that there are 95 other senators, each with a conception of what the public purse shall do or how much legislation should be enacted. Instinct tells him he must get along with his colleagues, that he cannot afford to antagonize them. He needs their help. His lone vote cannot avail his dis- trict or state. He must appeal not to their prejudices but to their sense of fairness If he hopes to rise to a committee chair- manship, he must stay in Congress long enough to succeed the next man in length of service who steps out. To stay in Congress he must have a record of accomplishment. To make that record he needs the help of his colleagues. Will he desert them or vote with them? His party requires harmony. He has his convictions. Will he surrender them if his colleagues think it necessary? The party-conference idea has often been attacked, but it is simply a defense against those who would make political capital out of a man’s change of front. To yield to a party decision is often less dangerous than to desert and vote with the opposite party. The Essence of Progress Maybe you have never thought of these dilemmas of the legislator. Well, think of what happens in a local club or organiza- tion. Who is elected to the presidency? A man who is so pronounced in his views that he will accept no other, a man who has in- sisted on having the floor most of the time to expound his own pet theories; or one who has been considerate of others, and has managed by reasoned analysis to fathom the consensus of opinion of the members of that organization or club? Compromise, therefore, is the essence of progress in legislation. It means the maxi- mum that a major- ity are willing to agree to. It does not satisfy the in- dividualist who is so proud of his con- victions that he would rather lose his seatin Congress than to surrender or change them. Instances of sucha spectacular insist ence on individual victions are not rare, and they, too, have in them in most cases a sense Not all dissenters are dem- of hor esty agogues. Andsome- times be nga dem agogue keeps aman Congress because nis constituents are EVENING POST for the moment in a discontented mood and rebellious against a party or faction. Each of these types stands on its merits. About the only general inference that can be drawn from all of them is that men who come to Washington do try to represent; they select the course which they imagine will please a majority of the people back home. That may not always mean efficient government from a national sense, but it is no less honest because it may be inefficient. The wonder really is that out of 435 representatives and 96 senators a majority is so often secured and laws actually passed. Representative government is, after all, as effective as the public opinion of a series of sovereign districts or states permits it to be. Setting a Good Example I-xecutive administration is a more hope- ful story. Examine the trend of recent laws, especially since the war, and you will find a tendency to vest large powers of dis- cretion in the executive departments, com- missions and bureaus. Possibly it is an outgrowth of thestartling effects which were produced by a consolidated war machine, or possibly it is an increasing confidence in the honesty and disinterestedness of the subordinate ofticial. But the fact is that when Congress can- not think of a better way to solve a prob- lem, or rather when members cannot agree among themselves as to how a law should be administered, they tend to leave it to the Executive to work out, and he in turn delegates it to presumably competent men familiar with the problem. The greatest advances, therefore, in modern govern- ment are being made on the administrative side, where the necessity for debate and dis- cussion is at a minimum and where con- structive and creative ability has more or less free rein. Of the 600,000 employes on the adminis- trative side—omitting military and naval personnel and postmasters-—less than 1000 occupy executive positions of such impor- tance that their appointments must be con- firmed by the Senate. And now that the Supreme Court of the United States, in his- toric decision last October, has decided that a President can remove from office such ap- pointees without the consent of the Senate, even greater progress has been made to- ward the merit system which is at the foundation of the civil service. The politi- cal appointee will from now on be even more responsive to the executive than to the legislative side of government, which is only another way of saying that though the appointment may owe its origin to political considerations, the continuance thereof de- pends on efficiency and honesty of adminis- tration. Millions of dollars are spent annually in construction of buildings, deepening water- ways and the erection of bridges. Millions are spent in the purchase of supplies. Once in a great while there is an isolated case of crookedness. Seldom does one hear the bidders for government business complain Taos Pueblo, New Mexico February 19,1927 of undue influence or improper competition. hey may think the Government acted un- wisely in accepting a bid from an unreliable competitor who might not be efficient, but the process of letting contracts is rigidly upheld Take the income-tax bureau, where more than 7,000,000 individual returns are exam- ned and audited. The opportunities for dishonesty are numerous. There are occa- sional offenders, but a negligible number, after all, when it is considered that more than $3,000,000,000 is involved every year The Government collectively sets a good example by refunding sums paid by tax- payers who did not claim proper allowances or deductions or who erred in mathematical computations. lost of the government personnel, with the exception of about 187 employ es of the prohibition unit and 4752 deputy collectors of internal revenue, are in what is known as the civil service, where examinations are re- quired for admission. Certificates of moral character are required along with the exam- ‘e may have its ic weaknesses in that an effective system of ination. The civil serv weeding out the inefficient has not yet been devised, but nobody complains about its individual or collective integrity. Any impeachment of the character of government touches this large and faithful arm of the Government presided over by one of the most high-minded commissions to be found in any government anywhere the United States Civil Service Commis- sion. Raided by the politicians, criticized for its inflexible stand in behalf of the merit system, this commission, through Demo- cratic and Republican Administrations, has striven for a continuity of purpose whict a refreshing answer to those who charge a decline in the morality of government Scandal is detected speedily, because the subordinate personnel is conscious of its responsibility. The ink had hardly dried on the Teapot Dome leases when rumors spread like wildfire through Washington Rumors of this kind are unusual. They promptly attracted the attention of mem- bers of Congress. Information about them began to trickle in from different sources. And finally the whole story was uncov- ered —a story as yet in the Federal courts to determine to what extent suspicion of improper motive was justified. A Visible Government Sut it is significant that the details were ferreted out quickly. Too many people have a part in the administrative side of government for any serious wrongdoing Government is not invisible It consists of numerous ever to be long concealed hecks and balances, but mostly it consists of enough persons with a quickened sense of responsibility and trusteeship to keep the unscrupulous invader at bay. ment is possessed of an administrative conscience against which even the politi cally minded have never succeeded in mal Now and then an executive is he- For govern- ing appreciable inroads traved Dy a Tew subordinates whose code of ethics is vul nerable, but after sixteen years of ob- servation at clos range, the conclu- sion is inescapable that fundamentally the heart and sou of the Government of the United States ind unimpeach- able, irrespective of I political party for the mo- ment adds its share whnicn of programs and policies to the al ready sound group of major achieve- es ments of the past L150 Yeu! s honest of impuise nl

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST an NT NO. ay ce EE ee OS What do the chauffeurs hear? HEN the final bridge score has been settled, and your guests are motoring home—what is the verdict? What impression of you and your home are they carrying away? One of the enchantments of entertaining is the knowledge that your home 1s beautifully furnished. For furniture is the costume of FURNITURE’S PROUDEST COAT-OF-ARMS the home. Critical eyes observe it critically. If it bears the celebrated Fess et ide aga to mie a Shop Mark of Berkey & Gay, you are at case, aware that beauty and wher buying, and ur ride ¢ eral . 7 a iii good taste can go no further. BERKEY & GAY SUITES ARE PRICED FROM $200 $6000 Berkey & Gay Furniture HO BERKEY & GAY FURNITURE COMPANY, GRAND RAPIDS, MICHI(

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veg see, a . —_ te ames amen te This Matter 2p lie eamccneae™ P Sititne of Vision NE of the familiar tragedies of modern business life is the fact that very often the man who is best qualified for develop- ing an opportunity is utterly unable to see it. We have all heard executives express the wish that So-and-So in their employ would only work up a little imagination. Often the man referred to is loyal, indus- trious and perhaps above the average in general intelligence, but he has permitted himself to become a drudge. The problem may seem at first glance to be na coor nimey but I happen to know that with the acute and growing shortage of management in this country, it is causing no end of anxiety to many overburdened employers. Repeatedly such men are quoted as wondering why they cannot get enough of the kind of help they need. There is general agreement that we have more room at the top than ever, and anything that will help young men to get there will add to the general welfare and prosperity of the country the na- ture of my work has compelled me to analyze the phenomenon of what might be called obstructed vision, and I have come to the conclusion that the ailment is well- nigh uni al. In other words, I believe that every man suffers from it in greater or less degree at some time or other. This in itself may be small consolation to the man in a rut, but he should be interested in the reasoning that, since so many of our dis- During the last half dozen years,

tinguished men fail to show any signs of the malady in their successful years, it follows that they have found a method of correct- ing it. This method may be described under dif- ferent terms, but my observation has been that fundamentally it is a matter of chang- ing the perspective, and once the idea of that is grasped, it is as easy to apply asfora landscape artist to change his position from one hill to another. Men have their sion obstructed by carrying too much re- sponsibility, but more often by carrying it too far. They are so close to their work at everything looks bigger than it really And since it is not always possible at st to stand off and review it, the next best thing is to have some one else perform this service,

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It took me twenty years to discover that I could apply this idea to my own profes- ion. Until half a dozen years ago I had been a practicing architect and engineer, specializ- ing in the construction and management

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Fe Ree HE MAE ASO 2 My we ; oe econ — er 2 ny OF = " & cee? saat sae - oe oeiette Eom seas of office buildings. Looking over a set of plans in the office of another architect one day, I noted several minor changes that might be made to reduce the cost and in- crease the income from the building. The plan as a whole was excellently done, con- taining many new and modern ideas on which I congratulated my friend. Later, however, I began to wonder why he had failed to note the items that in- stantly caught my attention, and the more I thought of it the more I became convinced that he was too close to the work and was too heavily burdened with responsibility. The logical conclusion was that this might be true of all men in the same or a similar position. I made further inquiry and dis- covered this to be the case; that, in fact, a latent demand existed for an adviser with the necessary architectural and engineering training, who would be wholly free of re- eae ibility and whose sole function would be to find what the makers of a plan missed. Out of that was evolved a special service for architects, engineers and investors in large building operations, the purpose of which is to reduce capital cost, increase income and reduce maintenance. My clients are highly trained technical men, many of them with brilliant minds polished by years of study and experience. Yet in nearly every set of plans presented to me I am able to suggest rearrangements of space, windows, elevators, or other serv- capital cost or increase income, and sometimes the savings run into considerable sums. Sometimes an unim- portant change in detail will reveal other The same idea of the outside view has been largely used in many manu- facturing industries, in the form of inde- pendent engineering surveys. I see no reason why this cannot be ap- plied to individual problems. In the case of the type of man referred to, who is in a rut, mere words do not mean anything to his comprehension, because he has heard them too often. What is needed is a parallel case. I have often used a game of checkers or solitaire to this end—to convince a young friend that an outside view of his situation, uninfluenced by responsibility, will reveal things screened from his eyes. If he doesn’t know the game, so much the better. I can teach him enough in fifteen or twenty minutes so that, though still a nov- can catch me in omissions. If he does know the game I can catch him, see- ing plays that he has missed. Itis, then, a ices, to reduce economies. ice, he

simple matter to point out that if concentra- tion alone will obscure the vision with nothing at stake, it is muc} more likely to do so when it is carrying an economic burden. On Driving a Milk Wagon | STARTED to drive a milk wagon one summer vacation several years ago. It was before the trend toward fewer and big ger companies had reached its present stage in the distribution of milk, otherwise | couldn’t have got the job. Owners of the expanding routes were beginning to pay more and more attention to the type of men employed, but, generally speaking, they were still hiring drivers and trying to teach them how to sell. The chief functions of the job then were driving the wagon and delivering the milk, and a young fellow who looked honest and alive could get employ- ment even if he made it clear he had no intention of staying. Today, however, the milk companies hire they get a good man who can’t handle his horse they supply him wit does the driving. Selling milk may look easy, since nearly everybody buys it; but actually it is one of the most highly competitive selling jobs ob- tainable. The competition is all the keener since milk has become standardized by public-health regulations which must be met by every company. Price for a given quality is the same for all competitors -in other words, in any community —hence the competition boils itself down to service on the selling end and to a wide range of minor economies in the distribution, all of which mean extra profit to the salesman who develops or takes advantage of them. This has compelled the employers to seek better men and to pay more When I started, the wage or salary sys- tem was still in almost universal use, al- though most companies had established the bonus for new business and a few paid smz commissions on the total sales. Today this system has been reversed in and around most big cities, and the earnings of the salesman depend on what he sells. The im- provement in the job may be indicated by the statement that I began, at the age of nineteen, for fifteen dollars a week, and the man who taught me the route got only twenty-five dollars. The minimum average in our company today is about seventy dollars, while some of the better men often exceed five thousand a year. A man who salesmen, and when

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j ane 7 HK i 3 111) | Uae 7 st Var\ a ‘A 7 _ UPPLIED AND GUARANTEED HEAT ALL OVER T This business of re- decorating Positively ill, that corner of to make her. Now, such a tremendous change! Who would have guessed that a heating contractor woul the room used best ally of the decorator who “did over”’ her home? 1ere, between her lovely tall French TI bet ] l I windows had long sat smug and squat Victorian radiator; an eyesort Yet in a surprisingly few hours, with almost no fuss or mess, the heating man had replaced it with a magnificent new radiator, tinted in soft toned parchment. With lines as simple and noble as those of her classic Adam mantel The new Capitol radiator is more than an artistic achievement It is a triumph of engineering. The perfected result of thirty LNITED STATES / {DIATOR (ORPOR ‘TION -DETROIT. Mc HIIGAN 6 FACTORIES AND 28 AS INSTALLED NATIONALLY BY EST THE SATURLAY EVENING POST EMBLIN(¢ For 37 years, builders of dependable d s Aja d wire seven years of experience developn 1 i f 1 j ¢ arkab!] r © woul ever thinl ) fined P 1¢ , have f 9 é I Ss ¢ ¢ { ( wi A h iit ¢ Yo N ( ¢ W t pe \ Spo ( & il ] ea An al] re V Pil Wa vi f y f f ff } ABLISHED HEATING

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138 Old Pipe-Smoker Switches Back to Favorite Tobacco Having tried other brands, he returns to his old favorite with new appreciation ‘ eri ¢ t ) it ‘ « ‘ ie fh | ( ‘ | =] | t Wi ne t | evel change 1 i i -SIMOKET or obacco still lity that first \ matter of tact, most ( f dgeworth never , | l Fis gned conf Peor I A 6, 1926 } ( ind \ t I k i I " | I ‘ ‘ oF. 1 { On vour radio—tune in on WRVA, Richmond, Va } the Edgeworth Station Wave length 256 meters THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 19,1927 Taz LIP OF TRUTH Belter, who told the tale many times over at the store, used to set the scene with care. Rufe, he said, wore his new black coat and a white stiff-bcsomed shirt and a white collar with a thin black tie. ‘He always did look kind of white,”’ he reminded them. ‘‘ But it looked to me that morning he was whiter than usual. Only, I thought it was because he had that col- lar on.” The manner of Attorney Thorpe, even during the morning proceedings, made a pronounced impression on Will. “If I'd met him on the street,” Will assured them, “I'd have called him Jay, the same as I al- ways did. But he was ‘Mr. Thorpe’ that morning, and no mistake about it.” Lydy Gaddis was the first witness put upon the stand by Thorpe. Her testimony was given in a still, dry tone, so low that her words occasionally became inaudible. Her name, she said, was Lydia Gaddis; she lived in Fraternity; she had lived there all her life; she lived with her brother on the farm which had belonged to their father be- fore them; and to a further question she replied, ‘I knew Mr. Hering ever since I was a girl.” Before bringing her to the actual wit- nessing of the will the attorney asked her whether she had been used to go to the Hering farmhouse. “T went some,” she said. ‘‘Rufe was over there pretty near every day helping around or talking to the old man. And sometimes he took over a batch of biscuits or a pie or something I had cooked. Huginn mostly did the cooking over there, and he wasn't any better cook than most men.’ She added, without prompting: “And I'd go over now and then and clean house for him too. It got to be a mess again soon as | had left, but it was clean every so often anyway.’ The attorney brought her to the period of Hering’s last illness, which had been pro- tracted over some six weeks’ time. “Yes,” she said, “I was over there every day while he was sick. He needed a woman to take care of him, and I suppose he could have hired somebody, but he wouldn't. And Rufe said I ought to go.” “Were you attached to Mr. Hering?” the attorney inquired, and she said indig- nantly, ‘‘A man’s so kind of helpless. | wanted to make things as easy for him as I could.” ‘Was your brother also there? ‘*He was there most of the time. I just went over in the morning and again in the afternoons. But Rufe stayed there a good deal, and he slept there toward the end, in the room next to Mr. Hering.” “| suppose Huginn helped in every way he eonla” **He never was much of a hand to work. Ile’s willing enough, but he don’t know how,”’ Lydy replied. ‘What was his position at the farm?’’ “He was the hired man,” said Lydy. “Did you ever hear that there was any relation other than that of employer and employe between him and Mr. Hering?” “T heard Mr. Hering tell Rufe that Huginn was a kind of a cousin,” she af- firmed The attorney produced Hering’s will, and the sheets of paper became for a moment the focus of all eyes in the court room There appeared to be three of them, fastened together at the top with a pin. The at- torney called Lydy’s attention to the signa- tures at the end, and he asked, “Is that signature?” said it was. that Mr. Hering’s signature, im- ly above yours?” ‘Yes,”’ she replied. And is that your brother’s signature velow?”’ “Yes,” “Do you know whether the signatures of two witnesses are sufficient on a document of this nature?”’ Continued from Page 21 “*T don’t know,” she told him. **Do you know what this document is?” “It’s Mr. Hering’s will.”’ “Will you tell the court the circumstances under which you signed your name?” She nodded, changing her position slightly. ‘* Rufe come over to get me,” she replied. ‘It was after supper. He said Mr. Hering had made a will and wanted us to sign it, and I went over with him. We come into Mr. Hering’s bedroom, and Rufe says, ‘Here’s Lydy.’ And he took this will out of his pocket. And there was a pen and some ink on the table by the bed. ‘Mr. Hering said, ‘1 want you to witness my will,’ and he kind of leaned over on one elbow and wrote his name there on the paper. And he give me the pen, and I wrote my name below, and then Rufe wrote his.”’ ‘In whose handwriting is this will?”’ the attorney inquired. “It’s in Rufe’s,” said Lydy. “Were you present when it was writ- ten”?”’ “No.” “Did you hear any conversation about the will before or after this evening on which it was signed?” “No.” Thorpe hesitated, then turned toward where Lee Hering sat. ‘‘That’s all,’’ he said. Lee rose and looked at Lydy and spoke gently. ‘‘I have no questions,” he told her. ‘You may step down.” Rufe Gaddis took the stand to support his sister’s testimony. He was able to tell at somewhat greater length the story of old Mat’s later years, but there was in this narration nothing pertinent or important. He testified to the signing of the will, and after a moment’s hesitation, Attorney Thorpe said to the dead man’s son, “ You may cross-examine.” Lee Hering rose, almost indifferently, and he addressed the judge. “If Your Honor please,”’ he explained, ‘‘I have no desire to contest this will if it is genuine. My ap- pearance here is simply to assist in estab- lishing the fact, or to determine whether it is a fact, that this is my father’s will.’’ He paused, and the judge nodded without comment. Lee turned to Rufe. ‘‘ Mr. Gaddis,”’ he said gravely, “you knew my father well?” “Yes, sir,’ said Rufe. ‘You knew that there had been a rupture between us?” “Yes, sir.” “Did you ever hear my father say in effect that in spite of his ill feeling toward me he intended to keep his estate in the family?” “Yes, sir,”’ said Rufe. that. But he said Iluginn was his cous Lee nodded gently. ‘ agreed. ‘“‘ Did you know Huginn was in fact ‘Ile always said ihn his cousin? “T never knew anything about it,”” Rufe replied, ‘‘except what your pa told me.” ‘Are you a lawyer, Mr. Gaddis?” Rufe grinned uncomfortably. ‘‘ No, sir. I don’t know anything about it.”’ “Did you make any suggestions as to the form or substance of this will?”’ ‘No, sir.” ‘It’s in your handwriting?”’ ‘Yes, sir.” ‘How did that happen? ‘Your pa asked me to write it for him,” Rufe replied. ‘He could see that he wan't going to live very long, and he said he'd decided to make a will and leave what he had to Huginn. But he couldn’t write very easy, laying in bed, so he told me what to write and I put it down.” Lee asked: “Did he tell you the sub stance of what he wanted written, and did you then put it in your own words?” ‘*He told me the words,” said Rufe. “I wrote down just what he said.” ‘You wrote, then, at his dictation the clause bequeathing to me five dollars?”’ Yea, Gif. “Did you think it strange that there wa no explanatory clause which should discu my differences with my father?” “I was writing so fast I didn’t have time to think.” “Do you think this is a valid w technically?” ‘Il don’t know anything about it I wrote what he said to write “After the will was signed, what did my father do with it?” **He gave it to me,” said Rufe “Did he give you any instructions “He said to keep it t bring it in to Mr.’ ‘Mr. Thorpe was named as executor? “Te, ar.” “Did you understand that Mr. Thorpe knew anything about this will?” ‘I asked your pa if he did, and he said he didn’t, and he said he didn’t need to. He said for me to bring the will in and give it to Mr. Thorpe after he died.” Lee nodded and stood a moment consid ering and turned away said. Attorney Thorpe crossed to where Her ing sat and consulted with him for a mo ment, and then he called the dumb and witless Huginn to the stand Huginn, it appeared, had made som: l preparations for the part he was to play ll he died, and then He was clean shaven, his hair was slicked into place and his garments incased him in a curious rigidity i he wiped his mouth with the hand. At torney Thorpe aske d vi , when this will was signed ‘No,” said Huginn ‘Did you have any talk with Mr. Her about it?”’ “No.” “Did you ever have any talk with hin about the dispos tior ol nis estate Hr wildered stare, and Thorpe explained ‘| iginn looked at the attorney with a be mean, did you ever talk about where his money was going when he died?” Huginn shook his head “Did you and he ever discuss the fact that you were related?”’ “No.” “You worked for him for a good many year ps “Yes, quite a spell “What did you talk about together ** About the chores most 7 1 don't know as we talked much.” “Did you know you and Mr. Herin, were kin?” **Never knew it t Rufe told m« ‘**And when did Rufe tell you?” “The day after the old man died.’ ‘You know Mr. Hering left you his e1 tire estate?” “TI "low I do.”’ ‘Does that surprise you?’ ‘Guess he didn't want Lee to have it. Huginn suggested Thorpe turned to where Lee sat You may inquire, he said gravely, but Lee shook his head and smiled Thorpe ad dressed the judge. ‘‘ Your Honor,” he said quietly, “I offer the will.” Judge Fess looked toward Lee. “* Have you any witnesses?” he asked Lee hesitated, glanced at his wate} “Can we recess for luncheon?” he sug gested. ‘I should like that much time And the judge nodded his assent and got up from his chair. At this point in his narrative Will Belter Was accustomed to pause. He knew som thing of the art of telling tales, and he cor trived his effects with ne inconsiderable skill. ‘* That’s all there was to it that morr ing,” hesaid. ‘‘And never a word to make you see what was coming at al! Rufe stopped a minute to talk to Mr. Thorpe, and I went along towards the door, figuring I'd say something to him when he come out There was quite a buncl ol people Continued on Page 141 “That's all,” he !

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286 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Stop paying Your Parr of the Nation's Caste? RUST costs home owners in the United States more than $500,000,000 a year Why not save your share of this unnecessary Fourth Mortgage on your property by using metals that will not rust? Arent you weary of repairing or replacing rusted gutters and lownspouts ? c p P Haven't you lost patience with a water supply in your home GN i 7 reduced to a trickling flow by rust-clogged pipes? Cc Yo \ / Are you content to continue replacing rusted and worn-out (@/ window screens? Copper roofing materials, Brass pipe, Bronze or Copper window screens, Brass or Bronze hard ware and lighting fixtures, will solve these problems for you once and for all. They cost slightly more at the beginning but will last as long as your building stands. That is why they are cheaper in the long run. For five years The Copper and Brass Research Association has been fighting rust. It has helped reduce the annual toll of this destroyer. In this battle it has had the cooperation of: 201,000 BUILDERS OR BUYERS OF HOMES 24,500 PLUMBERS 11,500 SHEET METAL CONTRACTORS 10,000 HARDWARE DEALERS 6,500 ARCHITECTS Whether you intend building or buying a home, why not join our fight on the Fourth Mortgage that hangs like a pall over every home? It costs you nothing. } } } j o- nN ai l , Our consulting service 1s available to individuals and to industries in connection with the proper and most effective use of } COPPER +» BRASS +» BRONZE The Metals that Never Rust THE COPPER AND BRASS RESEARCH ASSOCIATION 25-BROADWAY, NEW YORK CITY Ce) iil j | iti i 1} i} i | } i | ||

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(Continued from Page 138) } there, going out all the time, and Huginn, he come by me. I said something to him, but he just grunted the way he does and I, went on by | “‘] never noticed where Lydy was, but fy ust then Rufe looked around, and he see Huginn going out, and he come after him and caught up with him outside. And they went along outdoors together, so I after them. We had dinner down at Sam Rufe Was kind of worried didn’t know where Lydy ain't used to being in town,’ he says, ‘and I ought to be taking care of her. I don’t know where she’s got to.’ I told him want anything to eat, but you could see he was worried, just the same. I thought it was just because he wanted to look out for her, the way he al- ways used to do.” He paused, and added reflectively: “And that was funny, too, the way it come out that afternoon.’ And he slapped his knee. ‘Yes, sir,’ said Will Belter, “‘it was a clean surprise to me.” took be- Was. Gallop’s cause he “She she probably didn’t When rr those court resumed, there were, save immediately concerned in the proceedings, only four or five people in the room. The spectators of the morning must have taken it for granted that the affair was »matter settled.. So that which was to come passed almost unobserved; the drama was played out before an audi- of empty chairs. ‘But I noticed,” said Will, was there. He’s usually down in Post | Office Square handling traffic; so it struck me funny when I see him, and I kind of looked for something to come along.” Lydy Gaddis was sitting in the court room when Rufe and Huginn and Will Belter came back from Gallop’s restaurant, and Rufe crossed immediately to her side. ‘*Where you been, Lydy?”’ he asked solici- tously. ‘I looked all over for you.” I stayed here,”’ she said. “I went up- and then I come back here.” ‘Didn't you have anything to eat?” he asked. ‘Il wan’t hungry,” voice ‘l was worried about you ‘You'd ought to have told me — His voice faded and died away as Judge Fess came in, and silence was imposed upon over and the ence “that Dodd talrs, she replied in a level ,”” he insisted. Rufe sat down with Huginn, just behind Attorney Thorpe; but Lydy stayed where she was, toward the rear of the room, ignor- g Rufe’s gestures inviting her to come to When he saw she would not come he gave over his urgencies and faced around. was in this moment a faint com- Rufe’s countenance. He had played his part in this drama, and he had a right to ‘1 that he had played it well. jut a moment afte r the proceedings were resumed the man’s aspect began to change, and his atisfaction gave way to a and an increasing alarm as Lee to his feet and said **I should like to call Miss There placency in } 5 } Tee e self-s Vague Hering came crisply to the judge, Gaddis to the stand.” Rufe could move, and as though she had expected the summons, Lydy rose her place in the witness box. Lee a moment looking at her | gravely, and the few persons in the room | interest. Then Lee asked did you talk with ?—7" Before to take stood tor : 1 SS Gaddis, luring the recess?”’ ae she » Wi h whom? “T talked to you, “Did I seek you out ““No, I went after you.” ‘Do you know why I have called you to the stand?’’ ‘I told you to,” said ‘W hy did you Ww sh 9 witness : said. ’ said Lydy Gaddis. Lydy. to be 1 recalled as a Lydy’s eyes flickered for a moment to where her brother sat; and she waited, though to be sure that he should hear ‘Il want to change what I said this morning,’’ she said then; and Rufe, sitting there behind Jay Thorpe, made a convul- sive movement, twisting in his chair as though under the uncontrollable impulse of a galvanic shock. He half rose and looked around. ‘Il was watching him,”’ Will Belter used tosay. ‘I looked at him the minute Lydy said that, and I seen him jerk in his chair and look around, and he see Dodd there behind him, and after that he never moved. “But he kind of seemed to shrink after that, and there got to be wrinkles in that nice new coat of his.”’ A momentary pause had followed Lydy’s words. Lee asked her then, ‘‘ You wish to change your testimony?” Tek “What parts of it?”’ ‘The whole of it,” mently. “Why?” Lee inquired. “It wan't true,’ Lydy Gaddis told them. Lee hesitated and then crossed to speak to Attorney Thorpe. The two lawyers whispered for a moment together, and then Lee said to the judge: “If Your Honor please, my colleague and myself are agreed to let this witness tell her story in her own way. When Miss Gaddis came to speak to me Mr. Thorpe was with me and heard what passed between us. It was at his suggestion that we asked Officer Dodd to be in court this afternoon.” Judge Fess nodded and swung his chair about so that he faced Lydy more directly. “Tell us what you have to'gay, Miss Gad- dis,’’ he bade her gravely. Lydy nodded, and after a moment, as though she sought to collect her words, she spoke spoke slowly and in a tone dry of all emotion. “That will there,” she said, and pointed —‘‘that will ain’t the Mr. Hering signed. There was two pages in the will he dead. only on the last page there wan't anything except saying it was his last will and testament, and all that. Rufe wrote that will for him, and then he wrote two new pages and put them in place of the first page of the will Mr. Hering signed.”’ She fell silent, as though in saying this much she had said all there was to say. vehe- said Lydy one And Lee spoke gently, prompting her You knew this this morning?” he in- quired ‘Yes, I did,” “And why di morning?” ‘Rufe tify,”’ she she replied i you testify as you did this first to tes- If I'd told the trut it out of it some- fixed it so I'd be the expla i this morning he'd have gi how.” There was in her tone and in her eyes as she swung toward where her brother sat a curious and fixed vindict “T wanted to give him a chance to get in just as deep as he would,” she explained. ‘I didn't want there to be any way for him to get out of it at all.” veness THE SATURDAY EVENING POST R fe VW here f r perate grasp at safet fie jeane to speak in the ear of Attorney Lee looked that way and faint Miss Gaddis,”’ he said uur brother has just whispered to Mr. TI what you say now is untrue. Ha « lence t I t ) esent PS other wil , the one mony G She nodded ] e got the sneet | the , 4 how to write,” she replied W here did you yet it I stole it out of Rufe’s " \ the day Mr. Hering died ‘Did he notice it was gone ‘I told him I thought it was time burned up, and I told him I had took it and burned it.” ‘Where is that original will?’ it to you missing sheet of the ‘I give and Mr. Thorpe this noontime.” Hole Insurance! WHAT Lee drew a folded sheet of paper from hi pocket and handed it to her. “Is this the sheet to which you refer?"’ he asked ‘Yes,’ she said. Lee handed it to Judge and, fora little, silence rested in the court room whil the judge ran through the closely written Fess, lines. Rufe, in his seat beneath the shadow on th “hb of the bulky form of Dodd, the traffic po- fortified liceman, sagged in his chair, hgpeless and Not just helpless, only his eyes darting to and fro stocking ¢ And the judge finished reading the sheet of but suc paper and laid it aside. ing that it w “This would bequeath the entire estate pate lro . —iron \ 1d § to you, Mr. Hering,”’’ he remarked. cee a Lee nodded, and spoke to Lydy. “Is } sg ite out double y aot?’ > acke ’ that correct?"’ he asked. and triple strength at the | “Your pa told us the night we signed the an will he’d made up his mind he'd been too service or hard on you,”’ she ewe em ‘He'd found Eve out you'd done right well in Boston, and I Clads—apy guess he was proud of you at the end.’ and wear—et r ‘ Iron Cla Lee stood for a moment with lowered price. And eyes, as though these words fell pleasantly pay for of . upon his ears; but he spoke again a little If t ‘ later. ‘‘Did your brother expect to profit — ere by the fact that the estate would go to Ru Zig Huginn?” he asked. ic € “He made Huginn sign a paper,”’ said - = Lydy vehemently. They was both in it te 4 ee eLis eal sone at He’s got the paper in his pocketbook this =. ot minute. = hy Her words focused all attention at last \ron j . E Grad Siena upon Rufe. The miserable man sat wit} / . ) %S De downcast eyes, not moving. And after ar oe instant Judge Fess said in a voice like ice r ‘Mr. Gaddis, will you hand yo | et 4 book to the clerk?” But Rufe, overwhelmed in the iy of all the structure of his plans, had no BO y strength left to move, and Dodd, the traff officer, reached over the man’s s! ert t t fumble in the pocket of the new | ¢ snring . and draw out the wallet w! h he tour G test there. A little later it seemed best that he sae on € end tik ae sa. heli should lead Rufe and the witless Hugin: hardware and grocery stores away METAL TEXTILE CORPORATION, M'F'R’S, Orange, N ‘And the funniest part of it,’ W *ANFORDS . Belter used to say yme right after Ruf yi { J Tt had gone. Lydy wa inding INK ERASER 7 —_ and the judge, he asked her what n do it; what made her turn on Rufe that way. He asked her kind of quiet, not blan no her ¢ Toe ols a ye apis yarn The Kind -~ ; : : that will Remove see her mouth wor oe ' OLD Writing an« red en she I got f ng ag ] got ni v Direct from Factory PATENT S. Evans & Co., 727 Nintt PATENT S WatsonE. Coleman, / ‘ € 1-9 W ashingt e Victor J

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fl SCHOOL FOR AICTING } Continued from Page 9 | In addition, he felt that Lettew, grown William Sigmal Sigmal repeated ecret idditior he

reflective, would put nothing in his sheet oldly **T am in the Martin James pro me he I He wouldn't dare. Lettew waswiseenough duction of Tropical Hearts for act teal-estate r , forthat. And, in the interest of his general The gatekeeper had been more or less own a ta fifth of Los Ang well-being he went to Montmartre for dit bar the way, but he wit ew } art r ner. William Sigmal recognized a great ‘‘Stage Number 3,”’ he said in a different birds w } many well-known figures in moving pictures and matter-of-fact voice As William Sodon't stand in a trance while there—a producer, two celebrated directors, Sigmal moved forward, he still heard the ng andd t try to he her even a star, and a flood of character actors, voice behind hin How did I know his ible Don't give writers and merely beautiful girls. He was a tropical heart All actors look alike gazing at knew them all by name and performance, to me and not so good at that Chere was no } t, Willian and if they didn’t all know him now, they Sigmal at once lost tl n the excitement ‘ M soon would. In six months, say, when he and difficulties of dressing his part. Troy sistant. He wasu ibt came into that restaurant there would be cal Hearts actually wa n part, laid in the ve \ y ar a itive \ an instant interest and the contagion of his tropics; and since Sigmal was to be a dar} natura e wasn t ame he name. They would all smile at him, make nobleman of unstated nationality, his artist, a W in gma H the most of their slight contacts with him, clothes were highly interesting In some of pue ( specially the wor irge him to stop at their tables. But, not his ideas the assistant director ned—a_ Stor gmal had studi alone, he would proceed to a conspicuous pair of sporting shoes strapped in greer 1ullv on tne eer ne t table held for him by the head waiter lizard skin was ery enective with a s! t I It He would very much not be alone, and he identical in pattern. He engaged a white that he would be ideal in ay wondered whom he would select for his loth suit with a coat elaborately pleated i yr ntrasted so nice companion —a celebrated name or a charm and with large pearl buttons. Willian blor heig! 1 ng child, just beginning in pictures. Per Sigmal procured a monocle and a walking heig haps he'd like one of the radiant Swedes stick with an ivory handle shaped in the It was probable that she w the golden Swedes— they danced miracu facsimile of a lad eg: a cigarette 4 t A erta louslyor a dark Spanish beauty He with oneside entirely occupied by acoronet keep her discovery hidden from might ignore moving pictures entirel) in brilliants, and which, when aspring was at first. What she attach to him a society woman proud and pressed, shot a cigarette into air; an opera be to demand him { er next lovely; madly in love with him. But of cloak that swept his heels and tied at the A super-picture. Then, little | course. Certainly. Why not? Of allthose throat with gilt tassels. The assistant d would let him see what she possibilities, he liked the society lady best rector, however, objected to soft flow ng sneda meet hir aiter their iat He'd have to humble her at first, bring her, ties nim to his rooms In her per na Way ol! speaking, to her knees, She d ‘You're a count,” he asserted, and pa ided car, holding Shanda give him rings with diamonds and rubies, with that tie you'd be an artist The him for what he had don and sticK pins W th diamonds, and watches monocle is what fixe you When they see agelicate characterizat r nad f with his initials in diamonds, and gold and that they'll get you. They'll know a Perhaps, after all, Elaine Store diamond cigarette cases, and send him the about you. Every woman in the audience better than th ety won cologne she used. Her own perfume will lean forward and wish she was the one would have a thrilling, a n He half roseand waved hishandeffusively It’s funny about women -no matter how tor They would mart i to George Matz, the young man who as raw you are, everyone wil could Klaine would come to him ar sisted the casting director at the Zenit] have managed you. Where > S$ cor she wanted to leave the re studio. George Matz, who was dancing’ cerned you will be ace a enough, she'd sa m] t with a very personable young affair, sur The women don't like h« they him. His artistic triumphs were veyed him deliberate ly and then just bare ly did Unless it’s a dark } ip ne ner imphs wou he nodded. Sigmal sank back annoyed; but tothe end. But artists: y ifora his children! The woman of then Matz hadn't rec ognized him He laugh, and in those ties 5 irtist a heartbreaking scene, he woul hadn’t known that it was William Sigmal There's another thing don't put our _ his life ‘Go back to your fate speaking to } m This would be true, since handkerchief ir your pocket, Dut keep it ir to her t is not mine Our Matz must have heard of his extraordinary your sleeve You might get a and yours, must flow forever success couple of bracelet They go over big world too cold, too forn At the same time George Matz should ‘Bracelets!"’ William Sigmal echoed have found my life in the trus not have been so short with him t was him sharply A couple of bracelets | tle woman and a great actres George’s business to recognize instant; thought Mr. James said | was a count her it in noble relinqu such persons as William Sigmal Matz, And now you have me playing the countess, who, alter all, occup ed an inferior position, or worse. Well, I won't doit! My dignit He w f ( t r depended on the good will of those in as an artist wouldn't allow me What | from the office i t him. He, Sigmal, might would the public— my publie—-think of me wanted to see him. Yes, right casting director about with bracelets? They would boo the picture he know where M I h, with Carl Glenning, offthescreen. Mr. James would bethroug!} W am Sigma! didn't it set over the whole Zenith western studio, I would be throug! It would go serious admit his ignorance he might make a short unlavorable om with the Zenith Company.” I'll be there lite ment on the management of the casting ‘Bracelets,’ the assistant director re youth's expressior nveve office. The wishes of an actor, an artist peated Two. Your public won't only — to him, it didn’t sour were studied and fulfilled; the world was | stand for it, they eat it uy And while he was out of the wa W lull of clerks, tnere were even plenty ol we're on eating, remember 1 ao yme Started, at a ve directors, but th esupreme artist Was unique in the picture, and its got to be the directo It automa eating No hash-house stuff. We ened pace He found M Dressed with the most particular care, haven't seen you eat yet and that’s a fact one of a sell K¢ N ol with a green velour hat across the dark line It can't be kidded Remember, when you oute lices M Jar of his eyes, William Sigmal approached the unfold your napkin, there’s a biscuit there very blond and cor l automobile and general entrance to the don’t rap the lead on the chin with it; and ness, but her: Zenith lot. The way was barred by a high don’t go to look for butter. There won't the manner of William S on grille, a large closed gate and a narrow’ beany. Jokes about eating with your knife James,” he said aoor, and Sigmal opened the door wit} are out! And don't try to palm the girl ‘B 1S) he re] more than a degree of easy calm beside you. It don’t look good. You ma He told her, posed a care } lhe gatekeeper spoke at once, with a know all this and you may not. T} the ugainst the lig ing inflection. ‘* Yes?” time to find out.’ during th largely he was Mr. Sigma M al William Sigmal surveyed him with the — practical recital William Sigmal grew more eme. | light confusion of a mind suddenly Calied and more trozen in Olympian dignit ent a me ‘ : back from vast and far preoccupations 1 can be noble the ttie t i lt w ‘ i I’m William Sigmal,”’ he said deliberately well as the great he said at last M Jame [he gatekeeper was a stout and prosperous- “And not too 1 e neither,” the as t “ uppearing man, his disposition was clearly — sistant director persisted I'm running le su 1 placid, and yet Sigmal’s announcement through all this now so’s to save us footage forme m, without seemed to startie him late! Don't get so noble as to mistake Ma } ** William Sigmal,”’ he exclaimed: ‘‘and I yourself for the leading mar You ain't nice t Sit dow M didn’t know it! 1 didn’t recognize you. Not just yet. Not in this picture. Don’t proceede What | Now you'll never forgive me, but gotothe develop a hunger for all the spots. Leavea eed ttle expla g. | president and have me taken off the gate ttie light, and a piece the set, I the “ t w | ( Just because I didn’t know you. It was star. Be good, but not too good, see. For ] at ! because you was walking. That’s it I'd f you get too bright Elaine Storey w lin trut ly ithe have known you in your limousin | you. That baby’s as ha i e she ' my ne \ ny tne itting roon i te 1a Valuable Continued on Page

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=— Continued from Page 143 I engage new people, men and women who have practically never acted before. It gives me a great deal of trouble, of cour skillful actors go through their parts more smoothly; but then very great successes with the others. I I have had some have made quite a number of reputations “Well, when I saw you I wanted you you were what I needed; I was confident I could get a grea tof you. It was aeal ov 1 plain that you knew absolute about acting or the screen. For that reason you'd have no set bad habits. You might, or a while anyhow, look like a man instead of an actor. If you see what I mear ‘I don't,”” William Sigmal t resonantly. “I don’t. But go on.’ “IT thought I would,” the director ad mitted. “‘I’mstill certain I was right about you; but something else, sometl ng ve unfortunate, has turned up. I suppose the thing to do is to be frank. What yut this?”’ He picked up from his « and handed William Sigmal a copy of The Sur rked page. Sigmal > nt held the paper in a hand which he could not making. ‘‘ The screen,” he read, “is the true Good Samaritan of the modern world. It, more than any other agency, has made practical Christianity | sible. Take the case of William Sigm lately Howard Gimsal, now conr d with Zenith production month after he lane t f at ie _ the palior Of jJall up victed of manslat £ term. But, rather than regard him as a moral leper, an outcast, the world of moving pictures took him to its heart. It gave him a fresh start in life, a new promis« I fted him up into the full light of its public approval sat gazing at his Knee in their shar} eased trousers, at his empty hands Martin James repeated. ‘‘ We might as well meet this—is it true?”’ nodded “But it After a little, Sigmal wasn't murder,” he adtled. ‘“‘It was only manslaughter. In the second degree I coarsely, completely out ¢« nobleman. He collected his ¢« velour hat and went abruptly through the door without another word. The secretary sed her blond and waved head as he passed by, but he ignored her. Beneath his anger, | ontempt, he was physical k, the numb sickness of nause He wanted to get back to } om 4S quUl is possible, where no one cou ee him. He had lost |} positior he was no longer a | t of ‘Troy il Heart he had beer heaved out on the street; inthe gutter. He turted to tell himself that the Zenith Con pany couldn’t repudiate a contract In no wh a raw manner, but he remembered that he had no contract. He had refused to ign one yet He had declined to limit | POSSIDILItH He had preferred an oral ar rangement with Martin James And after ome hesitation, James had agreed The sickness increased in him. a horrible THE SATURDAY EVENING POST turned and turned in him e a pitile ! A ‘ iy ! it knife. Ridiculously he thought of George need, t t it he wante Matz, who, now, needn't spe hin f all. And then his suffering grew cold like am the stream suddenly turned d by winte the He had thought of the rt fat figure pow il, ir ta \ i! ymalsn of Lettew. Lettew, who had betrayed hir it the thoug i the me Lettew, who had ruined |} rreat vome 1 A Lettew, who had spoiled his marvelou ‘ good luck. Lettew, who had sold hin ra ellu i \ t f } Lettew, the rat! W in It idn't enou rag in hundred dol Sigmal sat with his eyes narrowed, in Late ft ' , i mobile except for the rise and fa ! t Zenit t t w the chest. His hands were clenched on t} iran arms of his chair. The shadow of fatality l yat ‘ flowed back over |} nd N v ‘ It began to seem that he had a heavy piece of metal in his hand. He ild W r feel it falling in a vicious are through the further explaining hims ‘ ir Fal ng and pping wit j 5” t ee Impact Qut of his i r yusneé t 4 g. Sign i ! spoke mechanica I m,”’ hesa n r t | kill him and that’s as certa that hin ere he v , erha my mother bore m¢ Lettew woul ) mense Zer V im Sigr no more ch es for men e hin I “ f e mar ecting can knock me off and be damned to then al ture, ol ( ritl m growing he told himself afterward. He had alw His 1 1 returned to | been superstitious about the past overtaking drag of the iron ir but he the present. He remembered Lettew’s a he dis ered, hur rogance, his conceit, his worldly securit nten ited t nee ur But he'd lose all that; it would fade fror Ip] rhe supper, t eque his face in a second of deathly fright A were excellent and reased ire sort of calm settled over William Sigma ten itive | re | He would Lett for him Lettew was already dead. He wa tor vy. He needn't re eina as good as knocked off ettew wouldn't go awa y He was so calm about it, so secure and reach. W m Sign ‘ fixed, that he wasn’t in a hurry trengt east | no need to find Lettew that afte ) great de e Sansor wa . morrow would do. Instead he wasoccupied — sor who pulled the wa ft ten by a bitter disappointment at not being a down on a peoy It wa in part of Tropical Hearts. Who, he wor the ese 1 ea t lot. He dered, would wear the white suit wit! pull the wa f H " i down o1 mother-of-pe aril buttons, the opera oak? tew, on an ect l ex l Who, in short, would be the dark and _ writer or star he saw fit t sinister nobleman? The f wing n r aft ivery s The following morning he ider facto ‘ tt with a sense of impending engagement r pipeinay et. It tin a moment he was confused, oppressed by te le st general wretchedness, and then he remen m« bered Lettew He, William Sigmal, wa idder oppressed by the ilization tl about to kill him. That was both their wher had lt general manager fates A pistol would be more nver t \ mport but Sigmal had little cor nee ‘ V ef I " i He'd had no experience with a \ ' / short heavy piece of met t t i ise ferent; completely dependable. He v giant among idow vou e ruin go directly to the office of The Sun A e W ur gr decided, and ask for Lettew ind Lette r iy ft gy Lettew, st thinking that his attitude had ! a rs were about the hundred dollars, would se { f immediately and without sus] r tage set the However, he’d have to get the piece of | Heart nd there he metal first, and he went to the Zenit! wa v had beer studio. There he found exact what he iS we wanted—a piece of inch galvanized pipe. Sigmal discovered it ba f a stag \ ur rn where a tremendous melodrama was in pr ress; under the grinding cameras there were irge ! i we é n A ke neredible painted and lighted ence and rn | sudden deaths William 8 yma topped | et t { l ‘ t I lean ng against a set t 1 wat t the progress of the acting. It was, he de ! not might é iM ( ded, rotten! The star was no more t na J rt series of disconnected attitude rhe rector was plainly a sap. As he watche the similitudes of pa m and murder he suddenly realized that in the midst of Let { le w tua the pretense only he, W im Sigmal, wa ‘ real While the people on the tage we nd ] l lle w Imitating murder, he was about to form ‘ i ent, a ng t quietly. In an hour ¢« Lettew would tn be dead. He fe f e of t ‘ ‘ mmeasurab 1p to the i e lea and the directs They were gestures and disturbance the were making were all empty. It didn’t mean anything Chey didn’t know what it was alla it. It \ too bad, he went tnat the set nto the heart of W im > ma earn what fe, what deat ere i was a Shame they couldn t see what he w ke He was if vt t the ( t his own reality in a wo rf n f ca ‘ board and paint, that he we back t room to consider it ettew ild be ‘ Autssell FEATHERWEIGHT | RING MEMOS | g 4 WRITE ON BOTH I | JES O $ , non : "SHEET J iy LIES i ease your feet | Prevent that tired, aching, broken-down feeling | | | tar Ap pp one | ei Vaghlel) = | KINKADE GARDEN TRACTOR ci aL...

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EVENING POST would have had time to cross the wide street and make all taxis unnecessary for Lettew, but he didn’t. The time, the setting, his feeling, were wrong. There was no dignity in the hour, besides the loud traffic. No, it would do tomorrow. With that settled, William Sigmal felt more than a little sorry for himself-— it would all be over so quickly. But there was another reason for promptness— his money was practically exhausted; he couldn't continue where he was for more than two days. If he didn’t kill Lettew at once he'd have to go back to the dreary round of the casting offices. This time, he realized, there could be no repetition of his first luck. It would then, for all the reasons he could call to mind, have to be Lettew! Sut perhaps he might wait twenty-four hours more; his cash would support him splendidly for a day longer than that. Let- tew himself was decreasingly important. Walking into the casting office of the Pax Company, William Sigmal was conscious of the fact that the past two weeks had set their undesirable mark on him. A rare Hollywood rain had darkened and stained the green velour hat; his clothes had al- ready begun to look decidedly ill-kept; and a condition closely resembling starvation had sharpened, altered, his face. He looked, it seemed to him, like a failure. His actual decline, William Sigmal recognized, had begun at the precise moment when he realized that he was not going to kill Let- tew. He had put that necessary, that meritorious, act off from day to day, en- joying meanwhile the consciousness of his determination and importance, until it had become an impossibility. Sigmal had seen, suddenly, that he couldn't do it. From a reality it had grown to be an idea; and an idea, however cherished, was seldom sutffi- cient for murder. In other words, the heat had gone, evaporated, from his resolve. Lettew, the further truth was, had beaten him. The general manager of The Sun Arc, The Sun Arc itself, were stronger than he. That was the exact second when he had lost his edge; his life and thoughts had become blurred. He ceased to care how he looked, what and where he ate, what wretched room housed him. He made a dollar, a half dollar, where he could, inattentively. Sig- mal had stopped believing in himself. He had lost interest in his present and future. Why not, since he was a total failure?) A man at bottom without courage. He re- called the brief time when he was at- tached—in the capacity of a nobleman —to the production of Tropical Hearts almost with incredulity. It might all have been a dream, since this, now, was what he was—a bum. He’d gone into the casting room on the Pax lot purely because he had found himself unexpectedly by thedoor. Hemight pickup something—they might need a bum—that would, anyhow, keep him going for a day. He took a place on a long bench princi- pally filled with young overpainted broads and elderly male actors. There were actors with gold-headed canes and carefully held gloves, and actors almost as hungry as him- self; but there was one thing unmistakable about them, one thing which they had in common—they were all actors. He was filled with a sudden bitter humor at that quality. He had been one, but he had been cured. Gilded dreams and a comical self- infatuation. Comical. The airs of im- portance. How they loved themselves—the actors—standing and making faces at their reflections in mirrors. As if their faces mat- tered. Anyhow, he had been cured. If he could pick up five dollars, that was all right. He needed it. He knew what to do with five dollars, but the rest was bull. The screen was bull and the celebrated directors were bull and the public was mostly female saps. Look at the actors, he thought contemptu- ously; wrecks from the stage and blobs from department stores. There was nothing for him and he dis- appeared; he sat through an afternoon in

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another casting office later cause he happened to be tired. His clothes February 19,1927 looked worse, his face was more haggard than before. He heard, without interest, the gossip of the studios —Tropical Hearts looked so bad that Zenith had let Martin James go; Elaine Storey had made three hundred thousand dollars in oil; the Holly- wood authorities were considering turning back everyone at the trains who hadn't a legitimate reason for coming to the city Then, at the studio of the Zenith Motion ’icture Corporation, he got three days’ work at ten dolla: He was con- gratulated on his make-up; the director for ore wouldn't let him change a shoe lace bef

Sa day ° coming on the set. He was asked to con- tinue but, with thirty dollars, he slept on dismal beds and benches along the boule- vards for two weeks. When he returned to the Zenith studio his make-up was vastly improved —it had begun to develop tears, ragged edges. Before he could escape he had worked fourteen days, the last seven an inspiration on his part When he was done and leaving the stage, the director stopped him. “Sigmal,”’ he said, “I want you to come as a result of lor twenty-five dollars a day. 1 up to a projection room with me and see some rushes of the picture. I'll be ready in half an hour.” William Sigmal waited, but he was in- What did To hell with the rushes. Before he realized it the director had him by an arm and they went up a flight of concrete steps to a small projection room empty of everyone except the di clined at any moment to leave. he want to see rushes for rector and his assistant, the continuity clerk and William Sigmal. The light was switched sharply off and the rushes, the film exposed through the last few days, begun. “Well,” the director addressed William Sigmal, ‘“‘what do you think of it?” “Pretty rough,’ William Sigmal said. ‘I didn’t know I'd sunk to that extent.” The director went on: ‘“‘To be honest with you it’s so rough I've got to have more of it. I need it in my next picture. You're not the best there is, remember, but I can do with you; and I'm willing to be reason- able, if you are. There is something else you may not know it, but your name is bad for the screen. It’s ugly to look at and } hard to say ‘You might answered him qu Lazarus. Ber Now, it occurred to him, once more on

zarus,”’ Sigma | ‘I look like a amin Lazarus.” the street, he'd have to buy more clothes, another hat. Go back to the Hollywood Hotel. What was, in his own phrase, real money He had beer offered a contract And, since he had accepted it, he was doubtful. He had been practically cured of being an actor, and here it was all betor him again. The thing to do was to dismiss it as work. To think of it as work. Hard, unpleasant, but with distinct possibilities If it was in him to be comfortable, to live comfortably, he might as well do it. If | could keep the paint out of his head ani on his face. He was thinking of this in his room at the Hollywood Hotel when the telephone rang Simultaneously there was a knock on tl door. He called, *‘ Come in,” phone receiver at his ear, but he put it quietly back. The briskly stout general manager of The Sun Are was moving ef- fusively toward him. ‘I just followed my name up,” he said. ““Mr. Lazarus, I’m Lettew, of The Sun Are. We need you and you need us, now that with the tele-

you promise to be such a success in pictures.

We believe in you and want to express our belief to the public. We & Suddenly he stopped, gazing at the man before him with a mingled amazement and he said, “let me shake your hand again. That will » the third time and fifteen hundred dollars. But as slow as you like, take a year to it. As l often said, we believe in you.” When Lettew had gone, their understand- ing complete, Benjamin Lazarus spoke with he told cunning. ‘‘Say,”

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— >! = THE SATURDAY GETTING ON IN THE WORLD Continued from Page 136 f can’t earn seventy dollars loses business for the company and is not wanted When I took the job to fill in a summer vacation it was my plan to go to college ir the fall; but family r lecided to stick an everses made that in possible, so | i go to work in earnest ] soon began to see Oppo! tunities for improving on the old methods which might be called perfunctory compe tition One of these is the planting of free sam family cities the driver ples whenever a new moved into the route. In most who picks up such an account gets a bonus of two dollars a quart. It business, but as people are constantly mov- as new is classed ing about it is really replacement, and every salesman must get his share in order to hold his trade I lost quitea few before I caught onto the fact that this phase of selling milk is not al together a talking proposition. I wasted a lot of time drawing up and memorizing sell- ing talks which somehow failed to get over, and then one afternoon a tenant just mov- ing in called me as I was on my way back to the plant. It occurred to me that the way to sell milk to new accounts was to get there first. To do this I went to real-estate agents on my route and persuaded them to give me the names and old addresses of new At first I tried visitir before the family gut I soon tenants or buyers. y the old address just moved, to solicit the trade. found people didn’t want to be about the detail of milk service in the hustle of moving. Therefore I arranged to arrive at the new house just after the moving van left, pbothere ' which was generally in the afternoon or late in the morning, after my competitors were on the way home. The customary method of locating a new tenant is to make a mental note of the vacant houses and keep a lookout for win- shades. My plan got me in one day It also gave me the advantage of arriving, nine times out of ten, just when milk Most families move into a new house with everything in the way of service to attend to at the last minute. Electric lights and gas have not turned on, and things are in so much tur- moil there is no way to cook anything. My a supply of milk aow ahead was needed, been arrival with unexpec ted was generally quite welcome, and fre- } quently I was able to furnish In the way of information as to near-by stores. Incidentally 1 stopped giving san ples. The company made an allowance this purpose, of course, and it was or small item in my commissions. But w the idea was applied to the whole organiza tion it ran into large ms and broug! me a real hponus \ plan that helped me more than r thing else in holding customers is now a ruk for all dr vers In our compa Ir ommor with others, I had noted that most lost trad was due to disputes over the amounts due Most companies tell their drivers that the customer is always right; | Hut customers do forget the extra orders and it is only human for the driver to recall] them I formed the habit of check ny off « ry deliver t every house, in the book furnished for that purpose. It took more time in the morn- but placing lost customers me to make constant rev Every big company employs experts whose it saved me a lot of effort in re Also, it compelled sion of mv route ings iob itistot gure out the shortest and most efficient routing for each dri man on the wagon who thinks about it can always keep a jump ahead of the expert. | went to the length of making a map of my route and formed the habit of looking over rt cuts it every day for sho The national records show that reased the per cent in selling methods have in capita consumption ef milk 25 per recent years, and I’m sure we are nowhere near the top most big companies, has I don't know who thought scale, but I was the ty t developed out The return trip, 1 been a factor in sales increase. of it first on a national first to use it in my ¢ of the plan for locating new tenants. In- stead of loafing when I had a couple of hours to wait, I put in the time circulating around again. Another thing I learned is that side lines do not pay as much as may be earned by putting the extra effort into the main job In the early years I tried to increase my come by using my acquaintance in various canvassing schemes chance remark of a customer made it evident that people like a man to st t his own job, and to be tereste t the beginning I had the idea I was a litthk too good for the work, but I soon got ove it. That, incidentally, is why most big com panies won't hire college men. You hold a customer by | hin Wa. A. McGar *“*Pep! Pep! Think Y"are Stage Manager For the Luvva Mike, PEP! Where D'ya at a Funeral?" I dropped it when a EVENING POST what in the WALLS It’s the bi between 6] 1°07 71°? ' lag . — : { devyrees ¢ \ | c rect Cst til and 71 ’ ; , It Ss the difference Detween shivers and co ! 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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST February 19, 1927 ae ) | COLLECTORS VERSUS FAKERS Continued from Page 19 iSO oo

ARMORED CORD CONSTRUCTION reduces tire costs and tire troubles or even most dealers knowingly sell fakes. Fine pieces will continue to be offered and to be snapped up by collectors at high prices. But in New York, Philadelphia and Boston, in almost every city of more than 100,000 inhabitants, as well as in many small towas and villages, you will find dealers who sell as originals, pieces which have been built up from parts of genuine pieces, or improved by period carving and reeding of legs, or altered in essential de- tails and variously weathered and antiqued. Then there are places that look reputable and sell genuine antiques, but they handle also antiques manufactured or synthetized on the premises. Some of them do it openly. Others will confess that a piece has been repaired or has some restoration. A table was offered to me as partially restored, of which the only original parts consisted of two legs. Almost everywhere one is confronted by the same unintelligent hostility from dealers toward salutary publicity—the kind that the New York Stock Exchange used to dis play toward investigating committees. Predictions of disaster are met by state- ments that men will continue to collect antiques no matter what warnings may be printed. When you speak of the fakers the reputable dealers shrug their shoulders and say that everybody knows who the fakers are, and therefore they can’t do much harm. Moreover, how can anyone stop them? And then the inveterate junk buyer feels better when he pays well for his junk. Every reputable dealer also will tell you a thousand stories about customers who bought pieces at their shops a month or a year or a decade ago, which they can sell today at enormous advances. ‘I offered a man $10,000 for a piece I sold him for $400.”" Let it be clearly understood that prob- ably there are more honest people than crooks in the antique business. That is pre- cisely why certain suggested reforms are market for real Stiegel or genuine Savery pieces. There are hundreds of people who would like to buy some. Well, try to find a dozen pieces that are for sale anywhere. You can’t get them without weeks of searching, and perhaps not even then. The cleverness of the fakers is beyond belief, and their tricks are much more than merely ingenious. Of course it does not pay a great artist in faking to devote his time and skill to ordinary furniture. He does not gun for the general public. He pre- fers experts, not from a highly developed sense of humor or congenital cynicism, but because when a world-renowned authority vouches for the authenticity of an item, the price soars. books have printed in a dozen languages about the frauds perpetrated on learned antiquarians, curators of museums and other sharps. If these exceptionally well-posted men can at times be fooled, it is no disgrace for the lay- man to go wrong. Scores of been The Roughness of the Eye To the mania for attributions must be blamed the greater part of the famous frauds. Rembrandt could no more have painted all the canvases attributed to his brush than Savery could possibly have turned out all the highboys that are saddled on him. The moment an dealer finds a piece of glass that resembles one of the pictures in Hunter’s book, it becomes Stiegel. In the same way a chair or a tabk showing the Duncan Phyfe influence be- comes an undoubted Duncan Phyfe—after it is yours. The big money, of course, is in the high-class fakes. It requires considera- ble capital to embark in the business on a really profitable scale The dealers are well aware that nowhere is the mania for attributions carried to such extremes as among those beginners whose knowledge is derived from indiscriminate reading and whose optimism is magnificent. average — I agree eee, es

As a matter of fact, no possible combination of printed words, no matter from whose pen, can give to a layman an adequate —" oe oe feasible. Personally I have no unpleasant qi} \ ira, ¢ world-famou Cushion « live resilient gum . 4 © q iL experiences to relate. On the contrary, I z have met many dealers in all parts of the shielded from t the whirl bruising al battering of the road. ar . : : country who have become valued friends. notion of the feel and look of genuine Stiegel ( t ‘ } ner ‘ooper Constr on rd , : , } : | | w Cooper Construction wai Whenever I have suffered from deliberate glass, and all the talk about the patina on t 1a off ad shocks betot they do damag deception on the part of aseller of antiques, old wood cannot human convey to any nc : red slimin ~ hat : — ‘ . eae” C reduces h at—ehmin - cha it has been, without exception, atthe hands being exactly what the writer is trying to caer gone eee shin ened mend aoe abi nae of a private person or of an amateur dealer. tell him. One learns such things by long cael 5 eae \. pig Jae point wher It is for the benefit of the honest dealer and study, by constant comparison—in short, tire hat vevins. Stil this soft el . ' : a } . ted tl ime pri havoc begins. Still Chis s “ rubber to help a business which should be on the by experience. The cumulative effect of a t better, stror er ipmabateie <qchlctersey: tsi - s the flexi highest plane, because of itsinvaluableedu- thousand observations, each trifling but ( ( \ 1 ¢ bility and roadability of the tire itseil cational and inspirational phases, that collectively overwhelming, is what guide ( t ich of ¢ vestigate for yourself this new cot these articles were projected. those who really know. t truction, exclusive in Cooper Long After enumerating the data he had on | s kal Sers I Have your nearest Gunning for Big Game which to base his attributions, such as local h Cooper Dealer show vou how it tradition, the frequency with which cer- with a protect redu tire costs and tire troubl The distrust toward dealers in antiques tain types combined with certain features of structural character and with points of material quality, the authenti testimony of price lists, advertisements, local tradition and the cumulative ch ter of the knowledge acquired in the courss has been growing apace. It has spread for reasons which shall appear in the following pages, until now it often affects the reputa- ble as well as the fly-by-night. Everywhere you find a preference on the part of collec- tors to buy antiques in the rough. To some extent this is due to the fact that no two men like the same finish on their old pieces. and so on, Mr. Hunter says in his work on But it might as well be admitted that, know- Stiegel glass: ing how much fraud there has been in the ie certain DEALERS: The res offers unusua ew Armored Cord Construction of Cooper Long Ser Write | L or complete information regarding the valuable Cooper franchise opportunity for live dealers everywhere

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: , : sut when all these sources of information and selling of antiques, the buyer today insists springs of judgment e been enun | on knowing exactly what he is paying for. there still remains the t subtle yet ‘ . . . . the ost convincing of then 1 How much original is there in a piece called te Most convincing them all. I those delicate nuances of ch: rist r an original by the dealer? Buyers now in- sist on knowing what the piece is, before the restorer or the repairer is turned loose

and those intimate attrib and surface quality with chemical process ar d mar ifal Valu al habit f pulative procedur

: on tt often emphasized iby tne effect of time, ir . : - : alienably imbue all articles of man akir Most of the information contained in whether they be of pottery or of porcelain, these articles has been obtained at first enamel or of glass. : hand from dealers and men thoroughly Ose: lols very necessity of its derivat oe . " otiege giass 18 i gener ind it familiar with the trade. For the last time pater says. “the roughness of the eve’ t] I repeat that I do not and could not accuse — prevents our recognizing the mere material all dealers of unethical conduct or dishonest i a a it. ~_ mthowsn such a recognitior often beyond the border of o ations. it is methods. But there can be no question {) 0%)" mein wall hich ae ake that the antique trade needs, and needs ¢apacity. And it is in the training and refin tee badly, considerable scouring in spots. of such capacities that the so-called ‘expert’ Faking in all kinds of antiques has gone © pager mostly rg oy in the possessior . . _ = NTE a : certain aptitude r fine perceptions; a THE COOPER CORPORATION on for hundreds of years, bec AUSé the de- shle eclor sense and a develonable tr i 1904 mand always has exceeded the immediately — sponsivéness to textural and qualitat O ee } ( nati. Ohi available supply. There is a perennial bull (Continued on Page 153

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‘Continued from Page 150 nerfect e wher n ir n the ! T the ! Ite Ut) ( r tne ’ “ ‘ har ' eXa y the g r | Mr. J. B. Kerfoo Ame more , ng eg The fake ican Pewter, write yn it of efu elect Bor may be a ible a wood to get the right a One ri ] r the ‘ t gral Ur ) Inate tne id wood nee t ndispensable pu 1 adece é ne expe id one i ( Bu ‘ ir ) ea Suppose 1 r erage é ! | f pe ence i i t le irniture amé i ‘ ece ‘ 2 ent , it in the iy it wa epresented t i le. ( ‘ ; i I I *ked it. You want e piece vt { . . : y Soul NaS aské l i! ] i new t ‘ expe . ece I genulr W “ t ea SLU $1200. Wou yu take ir ow? It ciear tnat ( lew buvye ) I igment o Are 1 su ent I tiques are qualified t Du nte rent M1 ir Ww the w I tt ” vit lhere is no more reason for being ashamed the design and workmar with ‘ of not knowing how to te i genuine } ‘ wood and the effect of time on it in the mat than for not being able to perform at er of « rr and the gene wear and te omy on you SOr The ave ag ny ( ild y 1 te whet he tw f Eng should be guided by a better posted friend or of American make here some diffe or else take t! 1. Since eve ence in price between t wor ol lr best man isn’t or rms with an ex Americans and the good Englist iftsmer pert, most of m the deal Che fake more apt go wrong or ) The class of | thousand ) portion than on those det MA n the la dollars for as ngie plece are apt to t é man, with mere i ) nowiledage yY pains to know what they are paying fo the lookout f i fa Chippe ale though, at that, they are fooled ofter hair may be le two inches thick, bu enoug! But the average man, with } to get the spring and the ca g, a piece of purchases of a few hundred or even iess, i mahogany five or six es th was used nclined to figure that he is expected to Pieces of 100-year 1 mahoy y of that overpay as he must when he buys aspara size are mighty hard to find, hence the gus in January. Or else, in his ignorance skimpines at betrays the fake he thinks he has acquired bargains Of ite an increasing unwillingness to pa) Aged in the Wood ird prices to UunK WoOUId Indicate the vezinning of the turning of the ar 1 Anothe é t thing to imitate buying worm. The gouging alone or the 1cces \ he inside and underside of iking alone would not have brought it the rauis In the riginais these were leit ut so soon but the combinat S ntinished. You ! t eat a new su been too mucn for even the ex ice ( hat ea Ke the unplaned \merican pul irface the 1 wood And the peg Nea every expert who has told me i ecure the te Y ! mo ‘ nts ries of how he ame t letect erta I 1 pieces } ] " wing to the fake stresses the point that there wv ng o e men I if vt Ways something about a wror g piece that Lney pass Also the tne pegs show a aroused Nis Sus} on at first sig! some mootnness na atina, that it thing wasn’t quite right,”’ was all he ild next to imp e to imitate successfu ia ae se cd , : : ; Th tell offhand. It was a suspicion-arousing on new peg THINKING OF TURNING IN YOUR CAR? | hunch that the p extra carefu lhe old pieces were made from wood that rutiny As a matter of fact, ve ew came from certain s« , erta yur Maybe you won't tf you vredd ft | | ikes are 100 pe ent perfect. Usu f That sup; ng a ed to be ght } ome ove ed le yive Honduras mahoga ( om Ss | iway the traud \r I I a museur Dor “re ind tha 1 ym the ] NNO KNOWS a preat dea iwwmout fur ire ak | luct lhe imé true ¢ ou i told me that there were iltsmer Wainu | ne elg eer t ry ne ut ad today whose w Was sin pe et it li red nu m Virg i, V ! ao — 1 that the or way to dete ( was fou Per inia, W nu wood, for even when the ise WOO he nthe North and Ws ; period that is, old wood there is so he oth | dically different from its predec iz that int tye Kpla j ‘ Shera } ’ 1 hose details that e part ‘ AC ALE I Po 0Ul He knev 4 ark Wt model looks ditt rent but uts] I | ecto st sucn st t A! il A } A vt te A ' ’ rgets when he test ect erlod, An expert v n tant mechani efinements t neglected by the skilled faker w mire then Hi ) orts of special tools for use in his furnitu Wha a ed scheme. If vou could giv luking, even to an elaborate ma ( t A french origin, for making worm! he ¥ ne the expe complexion 4 no Kind oO Wormnole nat I I I Ju tw i 4 Irie il will NOt Make as plausil l n hone Did you want n ith One nd thi t t . wdness ul worn Ve origina A Nonshrinking Pie Crust ihe expert t 1 e of the , t ned it uj . A alG Ww Da L ore Yute 111¢ 11¢ hel, t \ classic example is a famous pie t t more tl t ears 1 Atyie [It was perfect. The styl t s How d ik! noon I hou inds l th It er ‘ nes, turnings and carving the « Fort é i r lences of we and the wood itse all were ) nou my} d it it vou wi ] ()) tre | t is they should have bee To tl j n old mahog t ‘ ! emall one of tne be Spe mer tt ew wood pe A tne fake fo! if and a < ¢ | i n existence But something he | s so n yY Lhe elle t ar qa the lye PUrIlOUS antique t ie the te e oper is} ! He lied on the greatest ex grain of the new woo I to imitate perts for hel Ha g bee 1 enoug the attritior 0 e fake é make them sus} ou the W 1d? and a wire Ish t ( it the i yuarantee the authenticit Duta he in be betweer ( ea a time they could not find valid reason \ fake turned up not long ago in London, oe ejecting the piece Fina \ t urred to a late eighteent! e! ] eld-dact nalr a Sherioc} Holmes em} ved by the mu he dart rol the ma gany was most DA -COTE Seum to measure the top with grea omtiliy iociated. Dicty ee haa bom AUTOMOBILE me It turned out as he Ispecte ind ! ed Dbed t ne i na t ¢c i 7 Se The top was st 4 pertect ¢ If t ipparent tnea imula I yea I been an orig \ 1 ( e-away was on the underside. Beech wa MURPHY VARNISH COMPANY

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City Gas Convenience In or out of the city, there’s nothing that can beat Kitchen- kook for downright cooking efficiency, cleanliness, economy and safety. Gas stove? Yes; it makes and burns its own gas from ordinary gasoline. Has all the convenience of city gas, with a greater heat and lower cost. minute one or all burners are ready with a clean blue flame that } i Kitchenkook lights with a match, and in one eaves no soot, smoke, grease or odor to muss up your pots ind pans. Can be regulated as wanted, and turns on or f isba ao off like gas The stove shown above is the white porcelain-enameled range No. 866. Has a large porcelain-lined oven and broiler, and is recognized as the finest of all liquid fuel stoves. Women everywhere report baking results with Kitchenkook never before secured with any other type of stove. Made with hand oven. right o1 left

ime of nearest : American Gas Machine Company, Inc., Dept. K. 18, Albert Lea, Minn. Ing this range ¢ nd io other Send me full particulars about Albert Lea hKitchenkooks, and name of nearest dealer ilealer, and folder describ American Gas Machine Company, Inc. MINNESOTA | St EVENING POST used instead of ash which had been stained. In another rare piece--a hoop-backed chair with cabriole legs and claw-and-ball feet the faker’s chief mistake was to make the shoe piece, which held the bottom of the splat, out of one piece of wood in order to save time and work, instead of making it in two pieces, as in the genuine chairs. The undersides were of unpolished beech, which was archeologically right, but they had been stained to make them look old. The stain did not look enough like the clean matured surface of the old pieces to deceive anyone. The walnut had been bleached with acid, and showed whitish blooms. A knowledge of the various woods and of the patina—-thesurface that time lays on old things—-is indispensable. The faker, know- ing that the layman will look for it, uses old wood. He carefully preserves the original surfaces on the visible parts and thereby gets the priceless patina. If the chair has square four-sided legs, the piece from which the legs are made may have been sawed from an old beam. It will thus have two fresh-cut surfaces. You cannot patinate these. You cannot stain them to look like the old surface. What does the faker do? He veneers the two betraying fresh-cut sur- faces. He uses old veneer, of the right color and patina. There is only one thing wrong with this method. Such legs were never veneered in the original pieces. An old table was recently offered to a friend of mine, who laughed good-naturedly and told the dealer to try someone else. The dealer was genuinely indignant and asserted that he had bought the table in good faith. “Well,” my friend told him, ‘‘ you ought to have known that all old veneered tables of this type always show a crack across the top. I have seen dozens of them, but never one without the crack, excepting this one That was the first thing I noticed, and it was enough. The wood and the veneer are old, all right; but I'll bet you that the car- cass shows it isn’t what you represent it to be.”’ Sure enough, when they turned the table upside down, the cleverly done staining of parts of the old frame that should not have been stained was an additional proof. It is very difficult to stain successfully enough to deceive the expert. In faked inlaid pieces the strongest proof of spuriousness is in the unevenness which results from staining it to imitate an old piece. The different woods have different densities or porosities, and some bits absorb more of the stain than others, and they show it. When old Father Time does the coloring he doesn’t play favorites, but treats all alike Old Chairs With Loose Habits A feature of old marquetry work is that, where the different veneers of the pattern join, there are slight protruding ridges of hardened polish. This is a distinctive fea- ture of genuine marquetry in its origina condition and is caused by the glue exuding from the joints of the pattern. Modern marquetry, in imitation of the old, usually leaves the joints between the veneers oper I saw a chair the other day in whicl there were artistic wormholes. They re- called the chestnut about the man whose profession was that of holer making wormholes in fake antiques. In this par ticular chair the give-away was in the white blooms—the patches made by the acid working out of the wood on which it had been used to age it. Next to it stood an old table in which the wormholes did the be- traying. The holes were genuine, all right because the faker had used old worm-eaten wood. However, in sawing the rails of the frame the wormholes were cut through lon gitudinally which is something tha doesn’t occur in Nature. Watch your wormholes! Old chairs acquire loose habits. The joints are not tight, by reason of shrinkage Be on your guard against a very old chair which is stiff-jointed and solid. Of course in the common kitchen chairs it was the practice of the maker to use legs turned out February 19,1927 of green wood. ‘These were bound to shrink, but the rungs were made out of wel h had shrunk a much as it was going to. When the leg dried and shrunk they got a death grip or seasoned hickory whi the rungs. That is one reason why so mans old kitchen chairs have survived two cer turies of hard usage. Of course mahogany and walnut chairs are apt to be rickety aft 100 years. With bureau and stand drawers you sometimes find the dovetailing much finer than early American calls for, the cheap fakers neglect such obvious de tails. There is no way known to give to satin wood the finish of the color of the new wood betrays the lake Sometimes the faker overdoes it in his efforts to deceive the eye wonderful lacquer cabinet offered in New York. It deceived several experts. The toning down of the color was extremely well done. A certain collector, whose suspi though only age To the trained eve There was a ciousness long ago rose to the digr Ity of ar obsession, said he would buy it if old. The dealer agreed to guarantee the age in writ- ing, but the buyer simply asked him to remove one of the corner mounts. Sure enough, the lacquer under it was of exactly the same hue as the rest, whereas in the corners where it had been under cover, the color should have ke pt its pristine bright

ness. The artistic English faker could not foresee that the piece would be offered for sale to a man of Pennsylvania Dutch ar On the other hand, the othe day | saw a faked rare print that was dirtied so artistically that it showed the dark spots where a knot hole and a crack had been it cestry. the thin wooden backing of the frame whic! had held the print in place for 100 years Synthetic Primitives A favorite device of furniture fakers is to evolve unique specimens pieces whose counterparts do not exist in other colle tions and have never been seen in books It is much easier to say that was the work of some local cabinetmaker who modified the standard pattern. The other day a friend who is much better ir formed than most collectors found at a house in the country a chair that he had been looking for everywhere for more thar such a piece a year. It was covered, so that my friend could not examine it as closely as he wished The rear legs were not what a stickler for form would have demanded, and that very fact brought out the statement that the deviation was precisely an ev dence of au thenticity! The piece was sent to the buy- er’s home, where he had an opportunity to go over it joint by joint Che cover nv was stripped. He found that the wood of th frame had been sawed with a band saw a modern invention nstead of DY hand, as the old fellows used to do; and also that nstead of he ny mort sed, abor Saving modern dowels had been used. The chair went back to the deale r, wno had } msell heen duped by another dealer The deliberate nonadherence to what might be called standard models is an old sin all lines of antiqu all them individual pieces,” *‘ unique,” rare variants,’ and other pet names. The picture fakers have their pastiches or pas- iccio canvases or panels on which the picture is built up by taking the face from 1 costume from an-

one picture, the torso an other, the background from a third, and so on, in order to keep the imitation from be obviously a copy This has beer

worked with the Italian and the Flemish primitives. Five or six of Memling’s pic tures have been drawn upon to evolve one single fake Not so long ago a faker bought a set of six Ch ppendale hairs He had a very clever workman In his shop who took the careful dupli- Great pains were taken One of che most diffi- old chairs apart and made cates of each part to do the work right cult things to do was to find pieces of old mahogany thick enough to carve the bac! Continued on Page 157 Em

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Justice wears a Scarlet Coat north of fifty-three Out in that vast expanse of northwest Canada where less than the population of a big city is sprinkled over two million square miles, they laugh at the allegory that pictures Justice as a woman, blind- folded, robed in flowing white. Justice is a man. He has more eyes than Argus. He wears atrim-fitting, brilliant, scarlet tunic. He is a member of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police. All the world knows him. He knows all the world. Whom he wants, he gets. A half century ago that thought was simply a pledge on the lips of a fledgling organization. Today it is a tradi- tion, undenied, witnessed by the records of fifty years. Epics of the Service are legion. A band of Indian bucks, quaffing too deeply of boot- leg liquor, fled their reservation. II] luck directed them across the border into Canada and embroiled them in a crime. The ‘‘Mounted” hit their trail. A lone pri vate took them. They knew what his uni form represented. He was the majesty of the law. The redskin bowed to the redcoat. The most efficient police force in the world may have a flawless record of crime detec tion, it may never fail as an agent of retributive justice,—but it can’t prevent crime from a distance. When your home and your loved ones are threatened, when the ugly figure of crime lurks outside your door in the dead of night, every fibre of your being cries out for prevention—not punishment. What can you do? ‘The Revolver Manufacturer SMIT SPRINGFIELD, G The revolver is an = effective instrument in the promotion of law and order. It is an invaluable factor in the | conservation of life and property and creates a feeling of security February 19,1927 ———— me

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A Se eee cee Continued from Page 154 pieces from. This difficulty is the reason why so few faked legs have the spring of the old ones. It requires too much old wood of a kind that is extremely scarce these days; but this particular dealer had found a lot of old Santo Domingo ma hog T chairs six to the set, of which one was iny beams in an old house in Spain e dealer made six sets of Chippendale genuine and five fakes. The customer and his expert were always shown the one genu ine chair! In one instance the entire set was shown to a collector He knew the dealer had paid $3000 for those chairs, for collectors hear all the news and gossip of the trade The dealer confessed that he needed cash badly After much haggling ne Was ready to sacrifice his $3000 set for $2500. The collector cheerfully accepted the sacrifice, took the chairs home and or weeks taiking about bored his friends f this bargain Presently somebody told the collector enough to make him s ispicious. He had not one, but three, of the chairs taken apart, discovered that they were all re productions save one, and went back to the dealer and accused him of deliberate fraud he dealer said he could not understand t. He ran to his workshop, and presently came back with the explanation that he had had these reproductions made for him- self and that some of the chairs of the wrong set had been delivered in place of the genuine The collector did not now want anything but his money back, and the dealer ex- gret and agreed to do what- ever the customer wished pressed his re ‘I'll send for the chairs within an hour. I'l] send a certified check,’ he said ” growled the cus tomer. When the dealer’s truck called for , the tru a receipt for the money, “For a See that you do, the chairs kman asked for the of Chippendale chairs.”” That receipt 500 was signed by the collector. This same receipt was shown a few days later a confederate—to a by another deale Western man who had asked where the chairs had come from. Dealer Number 2 said he had paid a 10 per cent profit to dealer Number 1, or $2750, for the chairs All the profit he himself asked was another 10 per cent, or $3025, which the Western man paid. Genuine Wear and Tear A friend who hears all the trade gossip says that our fakers are not in the same ass with the European. “They "ve been at it for scores of years,” 1e said. ‘* You know, the craze for antiques is an old story in France and England and Germany. The prices American collectors pay al > nothing to what the great Englisl and Continental collectors will pay for pieces they want or need to complete a series. In a Paris shop where high-class reproductions are made, they hire boys wit! stufled trouser legs whose job is to walk past ch on the wooden legs with their own in order airs and sofas and brush the bulges to impart the normal wear to the high spots In another shop | was told they employed choleric old gentlemen to sit in new old chairs and read the newspapers. That was the only proper way to impart the appear ance of legitimate wear to valuable repro ductions. The man who operated the fake factory always ascertained the politics of the sitters, and the newspaper he gave them to read was always of the opposition. It made the old fellows fidget and squirm more gorously. That is what I call high We Americans are in too much of a hu I] want to tell you that when we do lear the faking business properly we are going to excel the world; and then nomore collecting for me.”’ He told me the experience of a lady who saw a set of chairs in a New York shop She wanted them, and since she was the } 1 Man, tne dealer did not only wife of a ri know why she should not have them. So he said $2500." That was barely $100 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST more than he had asked hall fore of another inquirer whose husband w = only a real-estate deale ‘Are these chairs genu A d lady 1 | }1 Phey couldn't be anyt ¢ swered the dealer coming from w e the Mh Who C =_ é / yt Ty “And where might that be? Sh JO Udres wanted ali the information that went wit the pieces “Madam, | myself took thos« i from Mrs. Blar linir room Phe haven't been in tl snop th t x hours We brought them over by tru 1a efore yesterday You know, Mrs. Blank is} ably one of the best knowr ollect American furniture in the United State “So I understand And you say tha these came from her dining “Yes, madam. She found some that she liked better and had these on her hand I gave her my check for $3000 And there Was some expense n bringing them ove When I sell them for $3500 I am not making much of a profit Nothing But the Truth ‘If they were good enough for M Blank to have in her dining room the do for me. But don’t send them unt ext Tuesday. I want to be home when the come, and I’m spending the week-er Boston. You may send the | to m) band’s office. Do you know his addre “Yes, madam. Thank you.’ The dealer did not know that Mrs. Blar was a friend of the buyer The latter promptly got her on the long-distance After the usual speeches that wives de liver in order to increase the telephone com pany’s revenue from long-distance lines the buyer finally asked the question that VJ oes Se The FLORSHEIM § my dear, did the antique dealer rea e Si | X poe get some chairs from you day before ye f ra eony ITs” , ‘ terday?”’ Yes, he did. Why do you as “Oh, I just wanted to know. He sai he did... Be sure you let m« kr a ili ° >» =~ Speigmnion ei WATT He Bring $50.00 ‘Wait a minute! I imagine didn't tell you the whole story 1 bought those chairs from him last weel 1 know it t sour like bragging. hut wasn't ¢ a i “eam it I wa — Hundreds of our ( ’ ASV i 1 the oO had an exnert : easy about them. So I had a xpert x workers will en amine them, and he told me they were not old, so I te take them away at once or : e them thrown out in the street. That is the reason he came the very next day to square * T first re ft juest t himself Sut it didn’t do him any good, i 4 A may , N B because I had been suspicious of him for some time. As a matter of fact, he did take some of them from my dining room him self. He didn't tell a lie about that. At joy $50.00 or sraphead more this month . bye } the same time, Hi you buy those hairs on i e Tl Ire j v¢ the strength of what he told you, you could . a “ not hold him responsible tor anything He TheCou éAard told you the truth, the old liar A broker saw in an antique dealer’s show window a fine old chest. It had every ir dication of being genuine, and the dealer 7 : te ' No Experience when approached, himsell suggested tnat he call in an expert Necessary ‘**T know it’s real,”’ said the dealer, “‘ but I also know it’s a lot of money to ask any- body to put into a piece unless he is en- t tirely Satished with it : So the expert was alied i He de s . clared there was not the slightest doubt : about its being genuine, so the istome bought it. It was a wonde l est, and everybody admired it T) t expert nad te Peruse soe pes ee are ee a called it a masterpiece Those friends who | THE CURTIS PUBLISHING COMPANY also were collectors agreed with the expert } 742 Independence Square, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Kighteen months later in another antique | Plea ; P Ee , shop window the owner saw another chest almost like his own. He thought it would be nice to present it to his pet uncle, who Name had greatly admired the otner He askec the price. It was $250 more than his ow _— had cost him But he was game Once mort n the expert. The ex t Cit, Said uine a> t 7

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Would the profit be big u could locate your plant where you ild slash costs and be in better position little p for getting business? well factory firms are moving their plants to Wilmington and Large corporations as as one- e£ to cut corners in operating costs get close to a large market of Why not have the qualifications of cer tain localities measured for your business to find which can give you the best COMBINATION as to costs and all the other advantages? Wilmington offers you a CONSULT ANT who will represent you confiden- tially. If you will write and tell us the materials, type of labor, services like power, water, R. R. sid ings, etc.—our Consultant will carefully study this city from your standpoint and give you a reliable report Free of Charge. things you need gas, This may or may not be the ideally best location for your business— we make a it easy for you to find just what Wil- \ mington can offer you in comparison af } Address: & ‘| Waly Industrial Department, “A q o) Room 1301 Ms a CHAMBER OF COMMERCE \ INGTON _ A WA E f of Personal Service” Wot Dh iter AM ‘ \ cg * Rts) LA comfortable good-looking. 7.50 to $10.00 the pair. COMPANY, North Abington, Mass. EVENING POST The expert smiled and said, “I’m just as sure today as I was a year or two ago. It’s the same chest.” The customer laughed. ‘Oh, no, I bought the other one. It’s in my home.” “he expert shook his head. ‘‘ Look here,” he said. ‘‘I remember this,’’ and showed him a certain curious mark in the wood on the bottom. “I recall wondering what the reason for it was. It was done with intention, but I cannot tell the rea- The upshot was the discovery that one genuine chest had been used by three dealers, working together, sell several very good copies. A Chicago collector went into an Eastern shop and saw a chair that he liked. He picked it up, looked it all over and was convinced that it was genuine, as in truth it was. ‘I got six of them,’ dealer. ‘*No arms.” *How much for the six? ‘Fifteen hundred.” *“Where are they?’ ‘Upstairs.’ “Just like this one?” “Same set. I got them in Virginia.” The man nodded and walked away. “Hold on, mister, what’s the trouble?’ **You’re too high.” son.” volunteered the ‘I could use some cash just now,” ad- mitted the dealer. ‘‘How much can you afford to pay for them?’ ‘I never beat a man’s price down,” said the Western collector. ‘‘I don’t know how high he had to pay or how small his profit may be. You give me your lowest price, but don’t lose money on me.” ‘You talk like a square man. $100 profit. Give me $1100.” ‘That’s more like it. I'll take them. The others must all be exactly like this. I don’t want any mistakes. There’s a chair over there very much like this one.” I'll make “Oh, I got only two of those. But there’s five more just like this one, up- stairs. I bought a set of six. No arms with them. But I'll be on lookout for a couple for you. They've been in storage a long time, so I'll have to oil and wax them before I deliver them.” Well, I'll leave a deposit of $250. You get the balance the moment you deliver them. Give me a receipt for the $250.”’ Too Regular Irregularities While the dealer was writing out the re- ceipt the Chicago man cannily put some cabalistic signs with a pen knife on the in- side of the frame. It took several days for the chairs to be oiled. When they were delivered the man turned up one of the chairs. The cabalistic signs were on it, but the color wasn’t quite right. He turned up the others. All had his mark on the frame Five fakes and one original, and much too much conscientiousness on the part the faker. Is pewter be sure, the crude to of Ing faked? Yes To be fakes for the most part have been any but the ignorant. English plates stamped with American marks, names of American mak- ers stamped with modern letters on un- stamped plates, there half-learned pewter buyers who will too deceive most are sold because are enough assume that E. D. must necessarily stand for Edward Danforth, irrespective of the style or the touch. Of course every now and then some piece turns up concerning the authenticity of which the experts differ I happen to know one which is American and extremely in the opinion of the expert who owns it; but it is called English by two other experts who arrived too late rare, to buy it from the dealer who picked it up Then there is the delusion that all un marked pewter must be American prints Mr. Kerfoot and Mr. Myers have done a great deal for collectors, but for all thei writing, pewter buyers persist in believing that all unmarked pewter must be Ame ican It would seem therefore that the best advice to give that unless you know pewter, you should buy only from a dealer who knows and guarantees his goods. Pay February 19,1927 more, but be safe The small country dealer cannot expect to be so well posted as a specialist. Glass is another dangerous hobby | specialist in Stiegel and Wistarberg turns up his nose at the collector of Sandwich Sut 4 one person who can afford to buy Stiegel, there are thousands who find pleas- ure in the earlier pieces made at the Sand wich works. I take it that by now everyone knows that many Sandwich designs in glass are made in Czecho-Slovakia by the shipload for export to this United States. The im porters swear that there is no intent to de ceive on their part; but antique shops al over the country are full of these reproduc- tions, which are often red not at fair reproduction prices but much higher, although still low enough to tempt the gain hunter who cannot tell the imitation from the original. So much has been writ- ten on the subject that everybody knows, for instance, that the candlesticks made in two parts and put together while the glass was still plastic. A slight twist offe for sale bar were being necessary to make them stick, the line is broken in the middle. In the latest imitations this mistake of the faker has been corrected, making the detection more difficult by the average collector oa larities in genuine pieces, due to their bei made by hand, are reproduced by machine, and it is the regularity of the artificial ir- regularities that reveals the fake. There are showrooms in New York City where you may all kinds of Early American glass and Staffordshire dogs and copper luster. Sandwich pieces and dogs and luster creamers are bought there and planted farmhouses, see country dealers’ shoppes, and even in old barns and sheds Passing the Buck They are reproducing cup plates on a , I x } larger scale that is, more designs are being faked every day. A collector also told me Maine, eleven six plates that could not be told His suspic r number as well The dealer that he saw in a shop in inch Sandwich from the aroused by perfect originals thei condition Ions were as by their swore he bought them from a farmer near by, and when my friend accused him of being mis taken, the dealer went with him to the farmer’s house. Sure enough, the farmer said his daughter in New York had sent him one dozen He had broken one The dealer had seen the other eleven in the pantry ane 1 offered him three dollars apie for them, which the farmer grabbed. The daughter worked for a firm of glass im porters Before the faked Sandwich was so w idely distributed | myself was an eyewitness to three transactions within one hour One dealer bought a pa.r of fake vaseline dol] ph n candlesticks in a private house The parlor was not well lighted. Just as he discovered the fake a second dealer came in and fell for them He gave the first dealer two dollars for his bargair The second dealer found it Was, indeed, a bargain, and ust then a third dealer walked in. He saw the candlesticks still on the mantelshelf and asked the farmer if the were for sale The farmer countered by asking what he would give. Seeing his two competitors in the room, he named a fairly high price, and Number 2 said, ** They're your Number » became Suspicious and then certain; but he was a sport. He forked over the money and smiled. A few weel | happened to meet Number 3. | asked him what he had done with the candlestick Oh, | sold them for nity dollars to ua nice lady who thought she wus cheating ms out of twenty-five dolla he told me [In buying Stiegel glass you run up against the Bristol snag Old B lo iass beau tilul, but because the ma lt p t liu below Stiegel prices t sometime sn t solid as Bristol, but 4imed Stiege] simply a matte ol nm abeling I know dgdealers who Keep old Bristol salts | andy merely to show the difference between then Continued on Page 16]

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Continued from Page 158 na American glass. Both Stiegel and Sout} ersey glass have been faked Dealer ave for years handled pieces which were made by workmen in glass houses withir 00 miles of the city pieces patterned ifter old ones, with pontil marks and other evidences of antiquity. Pitchers, creamers alts and other pieces of ‘“‘genuine Sout} made within the past d found their way into famous collections ersey cade Nave

and they stay there no matter what Ps } ell the owner \ bright young man I know, who is a famous picker, was importuned to death b his dealer customers who asked for Stiegel [hat is where the money was, they all told m, and at last he decided to supply his trade. He gave an order to a

cern in his native state for a lot of and amethyst sugar bowls and salts fur nished the model by borrowing a couple of diaper-pattern specimens from one of his friends. In the imitation, the size, lines and color were not good en ugh to fool anyone who knew the genuine article The first that dealers in New York and Boston heard of the young man’s coup was when they began to get dozens of letters from their New England correspondents small dealers in Maine, New Hampshire, Massachusetts and Connecticut — as well as

from friendly farmers and school-teachers \ flood of Stiegel glass had descended upon a grateful world. The correspondents a had the pieces. They had paid rather hig} prices for them, but it was not every day that anybody could pick up genuine Stiege Che days of ignorance as to giass values vere over If the elty dealer cou d et #2 00 for a creamer and $150 fora salt, the

ountry mouse ought to get $200 and $ pectively. The piece always was “‘in per- ect condition an ver 100 4 1 had been in one fam

Dirty Blue Glass lealers thought it was too good Still, strange things hapy W e\ honed the writers to ship at once hen the specimens began to arrive the ty optimists deflated. The pieces were e young picke r’s fakes ’ J rk go! ] he dig New York ylass spe al ts told me of his exper

‘nce with a country | leuler. He was a shrewd Yankee who read the papers and kept posted on city prices f antiques. He knew what Stiegel glass : fetched, but he had never seen :¢

excepting in books and magazines. One yicker from Boston stoppe d at his place. The picker always did. These p day a

ers, who are called runners in Philadelphia, buy from the country dealers and private ndividuals and sell to everybody. Fact asked the other how the luck was running Oh,” grumbled the picker, ‘I did not get much this time I found one good Windsor, the lower part of al gnboy anda barrel of bottles and old glass. I got it ir the old b K house be fore uu come to the turn ‘Was there anything good in the bar rel?’’ asked the dealer. “‘I was there last week and I didn’t find anything in the ‘Oh, there were some bottles, a butter dish and a few cups. I ain't really looked it em yet. I gave him twenty dollars for the lot, because one piece looke ad to me f mel DOUgNt near Athol, that paid me $150 for, only this is blue and that one was purple It is not the same shape. But ever t ain't the same I ought to get a profit t it.” said the can en The picker ob ying begar t without 1 I I like. It cou} I nou —— —-—-- —-—-- - 4

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Old German and Dutch glass is sold as Stiegel. But that is an old story. Even experts can be fooled. A Pennsyl- vania dealer, who has handled as much genuine Stiegel as anyone in the business, was in Boston some time ago and went into the shop of the best known of all Boston pickers—one of the pioneers of the busi- ness who began years ago the now usual house-to-house search for oldfurniture. He always bought antiques as junk. If he bought cheap he also sold cheap and quickly. All the pieces are sold in the rough, just as he finds them and as the dealers want them. The Pennsylvanian snooped around and picked out two or three pieces of furniture that he could make a profit on, and in one corner he saw a couple of large flips en- graved. They were dusty and greasy and very large. A rare find! He admitted his heart stopped beating, but he owned a poker face.. The two traders dickered, and the Pennsylvanian, who is really a very shrewd man, got the pair of flips for about one-third of what he could easily get from any one of half a dozen Philadelphia collectors. In his nervous eagerness to compare them for size, he allowed one toslip out of his hands. It was shattered into a thousand pieces—Stiegel glass is so brittle! The Pennsylvanian had not only lost his purchase price, but his profit as well. The double loss raised his anguish to such a look on his face that the picker said to him soothingly, ‘‘ Don’t feel so badly; I have another. I will sell it to you for seven dollars, just what I paid for it.’’ With that he walked to the back of the store and brought back with him the remaining piece. A few shreds of excelsior clung to it; other- wise it was as clean as a whistle. No trace of dust or usage. And the Pennsylvanian bought it! Tea:Bath Aging Of course the old English sporting prints have been faked for years. New prints from old plates are made to look like old by the use of stdins, scorching, bleaching and artisti- cally covering with dust. I saw a fake that anyone would be willing to believe had been handed down for three generations. The back of it looked as though it had been framed for 100 years. The edges showed where the frame had been. There were two places where knots had dropped out of the wooden backing. You could see the outline of the holes plainly. It was the most artistic work of dirtying I have ever seen. As a reproduction the print itself was worth three dollars. As an original the price ran into the hundreds. A friend whose standing is so high that his statements gain instant and unqualified acceptance by print experts told me that one of his agents went to a shop in the East Side and asked to see American prints. When the agent complained about the high the dealer asked him what he wanted them for. “T want them to sell in my gift shop up- state,”’ the agent told him. “I can give you some prints for one dol- lar each in lots of 100. You will find some good ones among the lot.” ‘‘Let me see them,”’ said the agent. The dealer took him to the rear of the store, and there, piled three or four feet high, were smooth-edged prints. “They look too new,” agent. ‘*Wash them in tea,”’ advised the dealer. “If you can use them I will let you have 200 for $175.” My friend told me that his agent said they had been reproduced by some cheap photographic process. Being crude in color they were easy to fake. I was in the print room of one of our mu- seums when a very beautiful fourteenth century drawing was brought in. I had just been looking at perhaps seventy-five drawings of the period and I would have sworn it was genuine. The curator asked me prices, complained the February 19,1927 what I thought, and I told him. Then he said, ‘‘ Well, I don’t suppose you ought to be ashamed of yourself, but before I tell you anything about it I will have some of those black-and-white friends of ours give me their opinion.’ He tried four. All thought it was a genuine old drawing and a beautiful piece of work “Yes,”’ said the curator slowly, “it is a beautiful fourteenth-century drawing. It is a fine piece of work trouble with it. It was drawn with a steel pen, which was not invented until nearly 500 years later. You can see that very plainly from the pen strokes. Here are two drawings. Notice the difference between that stroke of the steel pen and this one here of the quill.” The difference was quite obvious after it was pointed out to you. “But I'll tell you what is more danger- ous,” he said. ** The buyers of such drawings as these are few in number, and should be able to take care of themselves; but there are thousands who buy etchings. reproduce them by a _ heliophotographi process and bite the plates with They print skillfully, and the average man cannot tell the difference.” There is only one Fakers acias. The Bootlegger in the Book Shop Some very fine facsimiles of old prints and drawings have been made in France and Germany in a strictly legitimate way with the name of the reproducer plainly printed in one corner. Well, there are dealers who cover the firm’s mark with glue and lay the end of a long strip of tough paper on it When the glue dries they give the strip a sharp yank and off comes a thin layer of paper with the telltale mark on it. Then they smooth it or camouflage it somehow. Forgeries of autographs and manuscripts are too numerous to mention. They began this kind of faking long before the Christiar Era. Old maps are faked today because of the craze for them. Copies of genuine old maps are first drawn in outline by compe- tent men and They are quite as decorative as the origi- nals. The crime is in the price asked. Old books have gone up as much as any other antiques. A study of the prices ob tained at famous auction sales during the then artistically colored past few years shows a steady advance A man walked into the shop of a well known New York dealer of old books. He had in his hand a morning paper. He ap proached the dealer and said, ‘“‘I under stand you bought a lot of books at the auc tion sale last night. Have you got them here?” ‘No,’ answered the dealer, “‘ because we didn’t buy them all for ourselves were for clients who did not wish to be known as the purchasers. What we bought for ourselves are here.”’ And he showed the man twenty-two books **Got the bill for them?” asked the man. ‘“Why do you ask that?” in turn asked the dealer. “Oh, I wanted to see if this paper was lying.” And the man showed the dealer the account in the Times ‘‘No,” said the patient dealer; about right.’ some “that is ‘*What will you take for your bargain?” ‘What do you mean?” “How much profit do you want on all the books you bought last night? Give me a lump sum.” “Do you want to buy them?” asked the It was plain that the man didn’t know anything about old books “I’m thinking of it,’” answered the igno- and he pulled out a roll of bills, dealer. ramus, all hundreds. “But I tell you right now you will have to play fair. You haven't owned the books more than fifteen hours.”’ “That’s true,” said the dealer. “But here is one item that I paid $185 for that I ean sell for $500.” “Why didn’t they get $500 for it last night?” ‘Well, for one reason, the specialize on this line and were present at collectors who Continued on Page 166 _—--— —

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166 THE SATURDAY . § . « “... from an evening to a morning” Men come and they smile. In their rooms they whistle odd little tunes, tuneless tunes sometimes, but tunes nevertheless like those that men hum when all is well. They seek a welcome and they find it; they rub elbows with others as aggressive; they find age that is strong; and they work and whistle tune- less tunes and they smile from a morning to an evening», Then there’s the night. They pile into a bed high above the ebb and tlow of streets, bountifuland pillowy beyond compare, and from an evening to a morning they rest in sleep that is sweet and sound +++ There are twenty-nine stories. There are twelve hundred rooms. All have bath. All are above the seventh floor, light and pleas- ant; all are outside. Five hundred and sixty of them are priced at four and five dollars a day. Five dining rooms fit your need and your whim and purse. As you register, we'll do Our utmost to care for you quickly; and pleasingly all during your stay. Here, men say, is one of Amer- ica’s great hotels. OK-CADILLAC HOTEL COMPANY / 7 DETROIT / : j ‘ ; Roy Carruthers, President ff ie lings oS / ae” ae / ‘e / at- os j / *.. ?, p / ean he. _ / / ~ / j . / I // f ‘dep . > fo | i Oadillac EVENING POST Continued from Page 162 the sale all happen to have it. They don't buy duplicates except when they wish to exchange an inferior for a better copy.” The dealer named the man a price, and the man bought the books. Then he said, Look it here, sport; I’m going to buy a whole lot of these old books from you. | But I am not the fool that I look. | | want you to tell me what books to buy and | I’ll do as you advise. But you bet I'll find out if you’re dealing straight with me. You’d be a chump to sting me. Last night I was talking with an old bird at the auc- tion sale, and he told how prices had gone up on books and how they were going higher. I don’t know anything about them; but I know people, and that old guy was no boob.” “T think the right kind of books are about as good an investment as there is,”’ the dealer assured him. “All right. You do the advising, and I'll do the buying. Do you or don’t you want to do business?” “Sure I do,” said the dealer. “Then give me some more. You pick em.” The man bought $12,000 worth that day. From time to time he would drop in and buy all the way from $1200 to $10,000 worth ataclip. He listened to the dealer and be- gan to study books. He learned enough so that presently he not only knew what he was buying but got a great deal of pleasure out of his purchases. One day the dealer, who by that time had become quite a friend of his star cus- tomer, asked him peint-blank how he had come to take up book buying for invest- February 19,1927 “Well, it has panned out all right, hasn't it? And I could clean up a fair profit even now, couldn’t I?” “Yes,”’ answered the dealer, “‘you cer- tainly have bought right, if I do say it my- self. But what I want to know is why you went into it at all. What started you?”’ The customer laughed and said, ‘‘ Well, I'll tell you. I supply liquid refreshments to my thirsty fellow citizens. I have been bootlegging for three years, wholesale. | have been very lucky so far, but I notice that everybody gets pinched in the end; and when they get you, it isn’t the fine of $10,000 or going to jail fora year or eighteen months that is tough. It is the fact that they take everything they can lay their hands on. They attach your cash in bank and your stocks and bonds and real estate, if you haven’t got a wife to give them to. So I just made up my mind I'd buy some- thing that would be worth a great deal more when I came out of jail than when I went in—something that could not be traced to me and therefore could not be taken away from me. The reason I went into that auc- tion room that night was because I over- heard a couple of guys in the Subway talking about it. From the way they spoke | gathered I had a good deal to learn about a pretty big business. I thought I'd look into it. The rest you know. I have $135,000 invested in old books.”’ “Yes, and I'll take them off your hands at $150,000,” said the dealer. “T don’t need it. Thank you just the same.”’ And the collector went out with a batch of books to put away in a safe- deposit vault in a Brooklyn warehouse. Editor’s Note— This is the first of two articles by ment. Mr. Lefévre. The next will appear in an early issue ] THE SATURDAY EVENING POST i} (More Than Two Million Six Hundred Thousand Weekly) i} 1] } 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 o1 quotations from them for advertising promotions and stock-selling schemes is _ || never authorized. 1] — sins acti ee Table of Contents | February 19, 1927 | Cover Design by Norman Rockwell | SHORT STORIES PAGE || A School for Acting— Joseph Hergesheimer 8 | The Artistic Touch— John P. Marquand 10 Chivalry is Not Dead—Fannie Kilbourne 14} Cards, if Any—Sam Hellman 16 | The Lip of Truth— Ben Ames Williams 20 | Helen of the Hundred Waves—The Tale of the Queen’s Jester— Beatrice 1] Grimshaw 22 Cousin Benjamin— Hugh MacNair Kahler 65 ARTICLES 1} The Stitch in Time— Richard Washburn Child 6 i] Vanishing Migratory Birds—Edward W. Nelson 12 | Collectors Versus Fakers— Edwin Lefévre 15 The Inside of Government— David Lawrence 25 Fashions for the Famous 35 Why Go West?— Albert W. Atwood 38 | | SERIALS | Neighbors (In six parts)— Clarence Budington Keiland 3 | Some Day (Conclusion)—Henry C. 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