The Saturday Evening Post 1927-05-07: Vol 199 Iss 45

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST oO F Y Suppose there were only ONE KIND of cloth in the world — would men’s clothes all look alike? You know from your own experience that they would not. They'd vary just about as much as they do today. Some suits would still be good looking—some ordinary. Just as today the fundamental difference between clothes would be in their cut—their design. And if, in- stead of its splendid exclusive fabrics, such as Piping Rocks, Society Brand had only the same fabric as everyone else, these clothes would continue to stand out from all others through their incomparable distinction of cut. P.S, The difference in cost between a Society Brand and an ordinary suit, spread over the time you wear it, is possibly ten cents a day. Considering the value of good appearance today, that cost is ridiculously small. Sociely Brand Clothes FOR YOUNG MEN AND Oo U R ALFRED DECKER & COHN Makers: CH1IcaGo + NEW yorK + In Canada SOCIETY BRAND CLOTHES, LTD., MONTREAI CLOTHES THAT cOUNTS PIPING ROCKS— exclusive fabrics of fine lky texture in tan blues and browns j foram shades or str tpes MEN WHO STAY YOUNG

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7,1927 | | The high cost of up-lift work among sinker-soaps | | IS sinker-soap had once too often sunk to plumbless trickles of what-should-have-been lather which cascaded depths. So our normally mild-mannered and soft- into its victim's eves. Then suddenly the harnessed cake spoken friend undertook to reform it with the spring- went into a side slip and fluttered out of control like an tackle device illustrated herewith. airplane with an injured wing. What happened? When his wife discovers the true source of our friend's True, the sinker-soap was uplifted. But the effort has indisposition, she will go directly to the grocery and temporarily poisoned the character of the reformer. purchase a large supply of Ivory Soap. The gentleman Curious language is sifting through the keyhole. His will then learn that Ivoryform is far better for the morn wife shoos the children down to breakfast in their pa- ing temper than reform, for Ivory needs no uplift—it jamas, saying: ‘I think your father 1s ill this morning.”’ floats where one can see it, reach it, leave it and find 1t The spring-tackle invention worked passably well Really, if every man and woman realized what bath- until the soap went to the gentleman's head. Several comfort results from the use of a floating soap, we could round trips from nape to forelock produced two thin not make Ivory Soap fast enough. PROCTER & GAMBLE IVORY SOAP 99% 0 7 Pure ea aii as ie ——Se>.—— Keeps bobbing up!

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| Published Weekly George Horace Lorimer EDITOR The Curtis Publishing Frederich S: Bigelow. A.W. N Thomas B. Costain, Wesley W. S$ Company ; jell. Thomas L.Ma B.Y. Riddel Cyrus H.K. Curtis, President ef C. H. Ludington, Vice-President end Treacurc bao ” P. §. Collins, General Business Manager — , i ‘ t Wolter D. Fuller, Secretary William Boyd, Ac.vertising Director | Indenendence Square, Philadelphi Founded A°PD' 1728 By Benj. Franklin se SIN London: 6, Henrietta Street Pvnicetan Tinian Mae C epyright, 1927, by The Curtis Publishing C« mpeny inthe United St stes or Br tle Registere us Patent Office end in Foreign € antries protic iF Second-Class Motter « he Pe st-Off oe tment, Ottawa, € L ee —— Volume 199 5c. THE COPY PHILADELPHIA, PA., MAY } 4987 $2. 00” yf ny na Number 45 T7T7 yy] Walle CAULIDIR OWN — By George Pattullllo SEE,” says the overworked Amer- ican, whipping from the front to the sporting page of his morning newspaper ‘I see where the Stew- pan of Chow has gone over to Marshal Bum- Lung, and they aim to gang up with General Kwak Ban Fatt to show these Cantonese who’s the boss. Ain’t rible, this fight- ing? . . . I think I’lit ake another cup of coffee, mamma.”” And he goes downtown to plunge into the grind- ing struggle of fixing up his afternoon’s golf game. That’s about the sum of what it means to him—just a jumble of names. He can’t figure what it is all about, except that the Chink is struggling for { independence from big noise. Itleft foreign control, and he that w is strong for him on Jay ea that, even if he doesn’t t like some of the by defile f Chink’s methods. So t 1 i he dismisses the prob- f wri ; lem from his mind as oa eae ; a condit I one that either does M INTERNATIONA not touch him, or A Mob of Cantonese Coolies Attacking a British Shop in Hankow touches him very re- deeper motely. What if the troubles over there do hit a few American business enterprises? onts to dignity or the sl a te en ‘ What if some American citizens do get a rough deal? They took their chances, didn't t a blow to the pride of the that ex t they? And as for the other aspects of the crisis—well, it’s all sofar away. Let's forg ret manner of its delivery, not in the exclusion, beca t it. Fore! But he sure does feel sorry for poor ol’ John Chinaman, just the same—always exclusion and concede the right. And howsoever much t} vould re has had the worst of it, John has, yes, sir. to get even, the Jap is no fool and does not entertair However, it is more than a Chinese problem, and more is involved than Asiatic forcing his emigrants on America at the gun’s mouth. And we--w awakening too. If the possibilities were confined to nationalistic travail, then the welter ourselves to be stampeded into trouble with Jay of warring factions in China and the threat to foreign interests would be of secondary no purpose but to pull somebody else’s chestnuts out importance to most of us; but in the background lurks a danger whose development every government is watching, but which the general public does not see at all—a titanic The Real Contenders and the Real Issue in the East struggle for domination of the Far East. Every move made in China by the contending powers has been a move in that greater game, and sometimes when one of them fers al obstacle in Japan’s path to the high rol cen declined to move at all, it was sound strategy in the same struggle. ‘h owns or dominates most of the East. That G Britair 4 prestige and influence expand they become more and m 1 threat to Brit nters Letting Caution be Their Guide and Eastern empire—a threat which the Britis! annot ignor I East is as vital to her as expansion is to Japan. Ar | IS not only China with which the powers have todeal. What with the giant stirrings Japanese expansion will reach an impasse and she n Asiatic awakening and the moves to exploit it and the countermoves to nullify it, a consequences that policy may entail, or abandon the an fine mess has been brought to the boil. And if events continue to speed as rapidly as for so long. The Japs are one of the most tenaciou they have during the past five years, the caldron will overflow within the lifetime of those envisage them doing it. now in middle age. That means a show-down between nations whose very existence as Now, there is the issue. They may obscure it world powers will be at stake. will, but all the roy courtesies and diplomat For years our tub thumpers have been drumming and our jingoists yap ping about remove it, all the di clouds they may raise will « e Yellow Peril—all to stir us up against the Jap. Race hatred is easily kindled, anda thing is inevitable. The immediate | n t great many good people who think in slogans and headlines have almost accepted the Japan are contending is Chinese trade—the one t idea that one of these days we should have to fight Japan. The same outcry "om gone on of thinking, trade automatically goes to the in the Mikado’s empire also, although there it was largely a diversion barrage. merchants; but any power in cahoots with the g Nevertheless, a section of their press and public often talk openly of war possibilities wit! ontrolling its ports, po ri fle } +} ler rn th America and canvass probable alignments. I submit that this is empty flapdoodle, the edge in the marke

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7,1927 Not so long ago half a dozen chanceller- ies used to lick their chops whenever they map of China on the wall. d like turkey to them, and each aid plans for the carving. Indeed every- xdy became reconciled to the idea that the huge slothful empire would one day be disrnembered and divided among the rlanced at the It look« } strong; but today everybody recognizes that for one of them to make a depen- dency out of China is out of the ques- mn. It issomething beyond the dreams of sane men !Lowever, a measure of control is possi- ble. The Yang-tse River carries the trade 160,000,000 people, and the British ssions along it, and Shanghai s its mouth. Also, with the is- land colony of Hong-Kong she could vir- tually shut Canton off from the world if she wished to exert her power. For that matter, she could convert her stra- ion into a strangle hold on the whole of China. domi tegic posit As China lies at the very doors of Japan, the Japs regard it as a natural market for 1 fr 4} . A them; and if the British hold could be a shaken loose from entry points and Japanese influence made paramount MOTO. BY BURTON HOLMES with whatever Chinese government may emerge supreme, Japan would reap the with China. So Japan has not neglected Neither have the British. The war and its aftermath left Britain with consider- abiy dimmed prestige throughout the East. Her Japanese ally reaped a rich reward, however. In one jump she had landed in the front rank of world powers, and war profits seemed sufficient to provide for the industrial expansion of the new era. They almost vanished in an orgy of specu- lation and the terrific calamity of the earthquake. Few outsiders realize the extent of that damage; no enemy could have delivered a more smashing blow, either in toll of dead and ruins, or lossin money. The courage and forti- tude of the Japanese people under this disaster constitute an extraordinary page in history, but the losses set them ten years at least. And she made one costly mis- take during the war. That was when she abruptly pre- sented the notorious Twenty-one Demands to China. From the militaristic standpoint it did look like a fine time to spring them, with the European powers engaged in a death grapple that strained their every fiber, but the reper- cussion of the coup soon opened the Jap’s eyes. Ever nce then he has been trying to make amends—but the Chinese have long memories. bulk of trade any possibilities. hacl Dack Japan’s Ace in the Hole ) HAS cost him a barrel of money too. He fairly pumped money into China for a while. The Chinese they'll take anything they can get, re- source, took it, of course gardless of the Butanybody who assumes that favors insure Chinese confidence is utterly igno- rant of Chinese mentality. They know perfectly well why favors are given. They used Japan for their wn ends as far as they uld; they have used the Bolsheviks in the same mm; but neither to Japan nor to Red Russia Chinese consider themselves obligated in the least. If it would fur- ther their national or per- onal ambitions to throw er the Bolshevik hears a lot of that, most of it futile no- body can deny that they have immeasur- ably improved the physical condition of the country, if not of the native inhabit- ants. Meanwhile the Russian Bear has had to watch the formidable expansion of its old enemy without the strength to stop it. Weird and wild things are told in Mukden about what they are planning to do from Harbin one of these days, and it is very evident that the Bolshevik régime pursues Czarist policy in one respect—it leaves no stone un- turned to checkmate Tokio’s growth of influence. Trouble with Russia come, but it seems to me a thing of th distant future. Assuming that some irre- sistible impulse provoked an early war, the Japs would mop up the floor with the Russians; but neither ready for a test of strength. anese first to sources of raw materials, to build up an adequate industrial machine, and develop lands under their own control which will take care of surplus population. Portions of the Japanese Empire are sparsely set- is due to country is The Jap- sufficient yet have acquire FROM EWING GALLOWAY, N. Y, C, A Sikh Traffic Cop in the Foreign Quarter of Shanghai mental processes are against communistic theories, but if Russia will help them to shake loose the foreign grip on their government, customs and country’s arteries of trade, so much the better. Throughout the kaleidoscopic ups and downs of the past five years in China, Japan has maintained an ace in the hole in the person of Chang Tso-lin, the Manchurian war lord. At one time it looked as if Chang might dominate the whole country and set up a new dynasty, but Cantonese successes have accumulated so fast that at this writing it appears an even bet that he may ultimately be hedged within the borders of his own province. It is an imperial domain, that province, and the Jap- anese are the real masters. I made the trip from Mukden to Dairen and saw a land that looks like the Panhandle of Texas. This country possesses coal and minerals and has one of the richest soils in the world. Only two-fifths of its yast acreage is under cultivation. It has not been de- veloped, but the Japs have already done some remarkable work along the area of their control and are steadily branching out. They have steel mills and coal and iron mines, they have built up the port of Dairen until it is the envy of other nations, all within the span of a few years. In fact, nobody can visit Manchuria without realizing that in industry and organizing genius these people belong in the first flight. In Korea they are forging ahead with the same tireless persistence. Whatsoever may be urged against the ruthlessness of their methods there and the spirit of revolt smoldering in the Koreans—and a traveler tled, but they don’t like the harsh climate of those northern islands and prefer to seek outlets elsewhere, even though it brings them into conflict with the present proprietors They feel they must find outlets for the people and they are finding them. From Candlelight to Electricity NDERTAKINGS like these require time. In the case of most races it would mean the development of a cen- tury, but the Japs took at one leap the whole process of Westernization, fromcandlelight to electricity, and they give every promise of nearing their goal in fifteen or twenty years. It will take the Russians far longer to work up. The Bolsheviks have their hands full enough with consolidating their own position and making something out of their country’s potential resources; and even if they survive, it is extremely unlikely they will take the risk of war with a first-class power over a question of more territory territory being the least of their needs. watch glumly from their borders, promising themselves a day of reckoning. The Russian holds no terror for the Jap and he is going right ahead to win China to his side. If forbearance and constantly reiterated sympathy for national aspirations will do it, well and good; if backing a Chinese faction will do it, well and good again. The British are experts at the divide-and-rule game, but up to this writing the Jap has the bulge in China. Suppose he should win out and gain a dominating position. What would happen? Here is where most people expect the Yellow Peril to burst from So they his lair, breathing fire They little know the Chi- nese, or Asia either, for that matter. To envisage the Asiatics solidly united under oppose the Western foe is more illusory than the hope of obtaining a united Europe There exist too many con- flicting the East, racial, religious and And if Japan China’s close alli- for pur- poses, her rival would do one leadership to much solidly interests in economic. seeks ance military well tostep back and make asso- her a present of it. There at tomorrow and are age-old antipathies emb 1¢ British with and grudges to be com- ime zeal, they would posed between the two, io it. Rolshevik tenets bred-in-the-bone preju- e made no real head- dices and suspicions to be way in China, beyond the laid, and, assuming for one ing intelligentzia who moment that this were come under the ir achieved, China would he ye es of English and Just as apt as not to swap American institutior horses in midstream. The mass of the people Most militarists would ‘t even know what ee regard Chinese support in they mean; their whole The Bund, Shanghai, One of the Most Important Water:Front Streets in the Far East. The Center war as somewhat of a lia- ning and all. their Building is the British Hong Kong:-Shanghai Bank bility

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For many years now the specter of the Yellow Peril has been trotted out to scare us. Kaiser Wilhelm of Germany was the first to give it wide publicity, and he was followed by various schools of historians and writers. Throughout the East one hears it daily. On trains, aboard steamers, in hotels and offices and clubs, whenever the Chinese mess comes up in conversation, there is somebody present to wag his head and say: “It’s bad—very bad. What’ll hap- pen when they wake up? that? Four hundred million people! What will they not do when armed and trained for war!”’ Now, the historians have been talking in terms of the life of nations, which may mean 1000 years; the average man interprets it to mean a menace just around the corner. These fears seem to me as grotesque as many of our wartime Did you ever stop to think about rumors. To be formidable in war, a people requires more than numbers and more than trained soldiers. It must have the industrial organization and financial strength to back military effort, and must possess the fiber that makes a fighting race. John Chinaman is not a fighting man by temperament, however much to the contrary his present swashbuckling may indicate, and he would have to be made over by the Creator to render him good material. His country today is split up into armed camps, but they’re doing more “‘soldiering”’ than fighting and their combined forces could offer no real resistance to an army corps of European combat troops.

Politeness UT the Jap—there’s a bird of different tem- per. There we find what is called in polite parlance one tough egg. A man who is not only ready but eager to die for his emperor, becaus¢ the emperor stands to him for the whole of his race since the dawn of time, when the Sun Goddess gave them birth—a man to whom death on the battlefield is a sure path to immortality; a man of sturdy physique,

of unsurpassed stamina and fortitude, and a natural fighting spirit that has been fed by generations of martial training—well, given the wide world from which to pick an antag- onist, I would pick the Jap among the very last. One has to stay in Japan only a few weeks to realize the intense patriotism of this people and the narrow nationalistic grooves in which it is directed The thousandsof school children journey- ingevery day tothe country’sshrines one sees these con- tingents in almost every train, and marching along every road leading to a historic spot their martial train- ing and games the conclusion is unescapable. Ja- pan is forging a terrific weapon. But why havethe Japs such a mean reputation among many of us, aside from martial spirit ? No visitor

' NOERW x Ch inese Flower Boys in Front of the Astor House Hotel, Shanghai. Center — Chinese in Shanghai Seeking Safety Within the Guarded Walls of the Foreign Concession. Top — Strikers in Shanghai Being Addressed by a Nationalist Agitator

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ready to be impar- tial can find any- thing in Japan to ustify it. I went there with a fixed idea of the Jap, the result of a lifetime of listening to what others said. He was an insolent, tricky customer, whosé low standards of living, and so on, and so on; we all know it by heart That picture may be true enough of some elements among the emi- grants who have troubled Calilor- nia’s sleep so many \ s, but it cer- + s not true ( tne Jay Y ( I t r own iand In no country I have ‘ - t< have | ind

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST es May 7,1927 JOSEPH MHERGESHEIMER 0 SS TRA TE D Ss Ff F. R. G R U GER ‘If You Say There HE early transparent evening that filled Pearl Street sounded with the bells of the cows returning un- attended from the pastures. They came singly and the the intermittent—and din front of the stoeps where they belonged. The ows avoided the wide cobblestone street for the soft clash of bells deliberate ¢ flat gutters, and rubbed their sides along the buttonwood trees planted by the narrow paved sidewalks. The button- regular, orderly, in their perspective, but in front of each s/oep stood a tree different in age and kind, it might be, from those close by. The tree in front of Claes it was so old that it broke ilk; and more than once the town atened to order it cut down. Claes Mey, however, usually occupied some position of local ad- woods were Mey’s h ‘amore, USE was a sy nto the line of the sidew une nad thre n trative weight, and he had been able to stop the execution of any such proposal. Che larger and varied trees had been mostly planted in ir earlier days, to mark a birth in the house immediately oncerned; they were a part of the family records and e, and there was a grave question if the council had y mght over them. Back of the uniform line of the uttonwood trees the gables of the houses, except for the t if é were mostly brick, were as various as f memorat amores and elms; some of the gables vere \ hig i stee wit ste} ped sides and dates in When one w ‘ d it had an ornamental ror ket ittered opening, by which he bales of beaver and otter skins were hauled up from ‘ eet tored. Those houses had rose-brick facades, though they were actually built of boards; but the newer \ ( ter one ar ly faced on the street, g their gable er is No One Else in Your Heart, I’it Go Back to Camp Happy. The Mey house was old; it was old without having been built in the earliest days of the patroonship, and therefore it was large and comfortable. The date in the peak of the gable was 1681. The stoep was wider than most; the entire family could sit with ease on the benches that defined it Claes Mey and his wife Liedya, Arendt and Cattryna and Angenietje. Claes and Liedya on one side and their chil- dren facing them from the other. Myndert De Vos, who lived next door above, had a much smaller sfoep—his house was older, too—but then with only his wife and himself, his family was correspondingly small; they didn’t need much room for sitting through the summer evenings. The Mey cow had already arrived, she had been milked and put in her stall, and Cattryna, seated on the edge of the sfoep, was having her supper—milk and buttered bread and a bowl of strawberries. She was ten years old, a sturdy child with a wide face and a dimple in her chin. Cattryna was mostly silent, but against this she had the quick gray eyes of her father. Claes himself was not a talkative man; he commonly sat through the evening drawing floods of smoke from the long clay stem of his pipe in a detached and philosophical regard of the passers-by. When a ques- tion was directed at him by his family or a neighbor, he liked to answer with a single and enigmatic sentence. He had a disconcerting way of meeting the simplest and most obvious facts with doubt; there was always the suspicion of a private and skeptical humor in his voice and eyes. Liedya, who resembled him superficially, in reality was as she accepted life placidly and com- pletely. She had opinions of her own; one was that Claes’ attitude of mind often approached an ungodliness un- becoming to a deacon of the Old Dutch Church, but they were never in conflict with sensible and agreed standards of ught. The different as possible novelty of her husband’s reflections and I Wili be Happy Then, Because When I Come Back You May Marry Me" ideas—of his nonsensical fancies—moved her to a 1atured impatience. She said to Claes, “‘It will be getting Arendt ought to be back. Captain Wallem Yeats took him and Jacob Roseboom and Carel Hendri the soldiers’ camp at the pastures.” Claes Mey, across the stoep from her, suggested that Arendt might have stayed to have supper with Lord Howe. “He is capable of it.” Liedya didn’t answer that. It was clearly absurd. “T’ll be thankful,” she continued, ‘“‘when Lord Howe and Genera! Abercrombie and their soldiers move away and the French are beaten. Then we'll have some peace, I hope.” “IT should think you’d miss the gay times,”’ from behind a screen of tobacco smoke. She ignored that too. ‘‘I don’t really mind having Mr. Evell quartered in the house; at bottom he is a nice boy, and at the same time it upsets me. The red coat and all that gilt and his hair ina queue! I am afraid he will bring our children ideas of worldliness. He comes up from the taverns smelling of rum, and yesterday he was teaching Angenietje some dancing steps.” “Well,” Claes replied pacifically, “‘ Pieter will be hon any time now. Then he will conduct Angenietje’s dancing Myndert De Vos called from his sfoep. “I thought Pieter Krol was expected back from New York today.” Liedya answered. ‘“‘Goossen Krol told me he had left New York, but the wind was against him coming up t} river. He's been gone nearly a month already.” Aeltje De Vos joined in the conversation. For the Mey she said, his return would be like the welcoming home of a they ement good dark soon and *kse to see Claes said son. However, Liedya didn’t reply to this—when were ready they would make their own announ

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about Angenietje and Pieter Krol. ‘‘ Where is Angenietje?”’ Mrs. De Vos persisted. “She is in the garden at the back,” Liedya informed her. “She was going with Arendt, but I better taking up the tulip bulbs.” Cattryna had finished her supper and she rose with her concluded she was glass and bowl. “T want Cataline to take my bowl and my glass out to the kitchen,’” she announced. “You will have to carry them yourself,’ her mother told her And while we are talking She isn’t “*She is helping Angenietije. about Cataline, you must stop giving her orders. your servant.” Cattryna turned to her father. servant like Angenietje?”’ Claes Mey rej from such a sad lack. ““Why haven't I got a Just then, lied, he couldn't remember why she suffered she demanded. There were too many negroes around now, Liedya said generally. ‘‘Eytie is always complaining about them.” The conversation was broken into by the shrill gayety of fifes, a roll of drums, from Market Street; sharp grounding of muskets, and almost at once Thomas there was a Evell was on the s/oep. “What do you think!” he cried. ‘‘Lord Howe has made us all cut our queues off, and when we go into the woods we are to leave our coats behind.”’ He was, as Liedya Mey had intimated, no more than a boy scarlet cheeks and candid gray eyes in the king's scarlet and gilt. He was an ensign in Howe's Fifty-sixth Regiment “We are going to leave our coats and fight the Indians in hunting shirts. Instead of keeping the muskets as bright as possible, the barrels are all to be blackened.”’ He sat on “Isn’t that extraordinary?” said solemnly that it was. ‘‘We are leaving almost every- thing in camp,”’ Evell went on. ‘‘ Howe has made up his mind to repeat Braddock’s mistake. He has even taken the chairs and table out of his tent and sleeps on a There is only a log to sit on. Next we'll be ordered to dress in feathers and paint and carry scalping a boy with clear Claes the end of a bench. not bear skin. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST knives like the French.” nietje?’’ he asked “She is in the back garden,’”’ L She gazed significantly, with tight lips, at her husbar it he blandly ignored her When Thomas Evel! had gone, Aeltje De \ i over, ‘‘ What news is there of the war?”’ Claes replied that Lord Howe had ordered the queues off all his men. He determined, Claes said, to stop furnishing the Frer wit handles for the scalps they took The back garden, largely shut in upon itself, was like a woven verdant room with a carpet of close emerald sod with brilliant loops and formal garlands of tulips. Tha it had been like that; the tulip petals had fallen, leaving bare brown spikes; and Angenietj« — was, Mey was dig- ging up the bulbs in preparation for laying them away in the cellar until next April. keeping the colors separated, and kneeling on her petticoat, with her crisp striped skirt turned back, as she secured the bulbs Cataline put them into one or another of a number of Claes Mey had given the girl to Angenietje She was having great trouble osier baskets on her third birthday the two children, negro and white, had been baptized less than a year separated their ages together, and Angenietje by turns treated Cataline with a friendly ease and an exact despotism. Angenietje was fifteen “‘Cataline,”’ she declared, ‘you must listen to me more carefully. I am certain you put that bulb in the wrong basket. If there is a yellow tulip in the purple border next year it will be your fault and I won’t give you a new dress for Pinxter day.”’ Cataline insisted that she had done exactly what she was told. ‘‘The yellow with the yellow and the purple with the purple.” le, her features honest negro features, and against a close white cap her Her skin was as black as possible, face was too dense for any expression except the flash of her teeth. band of white embroidery. Angenietje wore a cap with starched wings on a Under it her hair lay smoothly a | qi a Angenietie Approached With Her Arm About the Shoulders of a Gaunt Boy in a Torn Gray Shirt eam t A g hair ‘ n grour , i rT “4 ; * uf + Fi ‘ nerr ‘ T ‘ ‘ or ¢ - ¢ we er mother's eye w r t She w tf tis ¢ + - 4 r There were r ! KE ytie Anger ( ) rf knees hurt ~ WN ‘ t her unfeeling I'he t ‘ ¢ iside, and there w ‘ " t garder “Good evening r } f et *‘Don’'t I look like the de Howe r jue ies off.”’ Angenietje Mey r r ike the ¢t ] in ‘ar M Thomas 1 going t t toc y W ror i Indiar It w ‘ 1 more the woods, but nr ( ‘ of the regiment I . r er , ’ parade thar ( t la Angenietje’s gaz ’ When do you suppose Lord Howe will n Thomas Eve n't " t he certain ¢ + would be 1 ‘ it ‘ ( ( es Le " Abercrom we t n gy. Wew for Fort Ticond va ry ite , I > + i se FF ~~ 4 il ~

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7,1927 Al BAAD YOUNG MAN PURPLE-NOSED hop-toad!”’ Commodore Bangs snorted the words. His popping with indignation and his outraged face was the color of a very ripe grape. “That’s what he called “A purple- eyes were me,” he said. nosed hop-toad!’ He glared round at the other members of the board of governors of the Bellemere Yacht Club. They registered a proper amount of pain at the impertinence offered their commodore. Outside, a on that nip in the land along Bay which is called Bellemere Harbor, that pleasant spring day bobbed the Penelope, the commo- yacht, serenely un- aware of the insult to its About the Penelope iustered the commodore’s Chesapeake dore’s owner fleet—a modest assortment of yawls, catboats, sailing dories, ketches, smacks, sloops, motorboats and sail- ng canoes. “He called me a snoopy ‘ * complained Doctor s addressed me—in mind you—as ‘a hu- man moth ball,’”’ stated Mr. Dort. “I felt it my simple duty, as chairman of the house committee, to inform him that the ballroom of a respectable yacht club is no place to dance the Black Bot- tom.” publie, “Let us,”’ said the com- modore with dignity, “get down to business. This meet- ng was called to consider the ase of Lawrence Larrabee, and to determine if there are sufficient grounds for expel- ling him from the club.” “Sufficient grounds!” ex- ploded Mr. Dort, who was a “Why, there are sufficient grounds to hang the young devil. I’ve drawn up lawyer. a bill of particulars ‘It seems too bad,” put in Mr. Foote, a mild-eyed manu- facturer of kitchen utensils, “‘that it appears to be neces- sary.to be severe on young Larrabee. He comes from sucn nice people shi ‘He never called you a hop-toad,”’ said the commodore. “No,” admitted Mr. Foote. ‘He never did.” “Well,” said the commodore with warmth, “he called me one. No harum-scarum ne’er-do-well can act like that toward me, even if his father is president of a bank. I’m sorry for Morton Larrabee. It must be a blow to him to | Lawrence is just ee his only son turning out this way. naturally a bad young man i Not really bad, I think,” objected Mr. Foote. “A bit wild, perhaps Fe “Bah!” shot out Commodore Bangs. “ Don’t tell me. 8 raising Cain, carousing, calling people names.” eard of him doing anything you could call ventured Mr. Foote. said the commodore again. entire egg to know it is bad.”’ ‘I’m afraid,’ said Doctor Cooper, “that I must agree he commodore. I was present at the birth of Law- rence. I have followed his career with interest and appre- hension. He’s been in trouble since he was a baby. Some » a natural genius for always getting into hot Lawrence is one of them. For twenty-two years has been the town’s bad boy. Always in some rt of scrape. It’s hard to believe that he is the son of so man as Morton Larrabee. I think,” he ‘ ‘I don’t have to pie iaVve now he strait-laced a finished with professional gravity, ‘‘that Lawrence must be co fered a congenitally antisocial type.” ‘We will hear from Mr. Dort,” said Commodore Bangs ILLUSTRATED BY BARTOW V. gt f: “ owed “‘Poppy,’’ He Said, ‘‘You Look Simply Ravishing Tonight. No; Exquise is the Word’’ The legal Dort drew from his pocket a sheet of paper, adjusted nose glasses and read out in his rotund court- room voice: “The case of the Bellemere Yacht Club against Lawrence Larrabee: “I was appointed a committee of one to conduct an in- vestigation into the conduct of Larrabee, and to draw up a list of charges which might warrant his expulsion from the club. I present the result of my findings herewith: “1. In violation of Section Nine B of our rules and regu- lations, he persistently appears at club dances in white ducks and a tennis shirt, instead of the prescribed formal evening attire. When admonished by members of the house committee, he says he is perfectly comfortable and implies that they do not look as if they were. “2. He plays the ukulele and sings in a very loud voice in all parts of the club property and at all hours, thus an- noying members. “3. He has brought intoxicating liquors into the club, in violation of Section Fourteen, and has been under their influence on a number of occasions. “4. He organizes and participates in dice games and other games of chance on the club premises. “5. He has parked in closed cars, summerhouses, and on the beach with girls, and circumstantial evidence leads me to the conclusion that what is known as petting takes place Vv. MATTESON ag * He furnishes a bad example to younger mem- ° *¢. By Riclh aral Conm ell bers of the club, because he does no work, but loafs about the club all day. When urged by older members to mend his ways, he behaves toward them with marked disre- spect and applies unseemly epithets to them, such as ‘purple-nosed hop-toad,’ ‘snoopy weasel,’ ‘human moth ball,’ ‘pompous dim bulb,’ and other offensive expressions. “8. On the tennis court he uses profane expletives and i “You not go on, Mr. Dort,’’ said Commodore 3angs. “‘I think you have brought out enough charges ‘ “T have eleven more,” said Mr. Dort disappointedly. ““We have heard the evidence,”’ said Com- modore Bangs. ‘‘ Dol hear a motion to expel Larrabee?”’ ‘You do,” make it.” “TI second it,” said Doctor Cooper—“ with some reluctance, on his father’s account.”’ “T think,” suggested Mr. Foote, “‘that we should give Lawrence a chance to defend himself, and not unheard.” ““T hope,” bristled Commodore Bangs, ‘‘he won't have the effrontery to deny the charges.” “Who can say what that young may do? Doctor Cooper. “I guess, though, before we expel him we should have him in here and see if he has any de- fense to offer.” ““Where is he? modore. “Not far off,’’ said Mr. Dort. “Indeed, at this moment I can hear him out in the summer- house singing some song about ‘Flaming youth’s a red-hot papa now.’”’ “‘ Ask him tostep into the board room, will you, Dort?”’ said the commodore. “NotI,” said Mr. Dort hastily. “You ask him, Foote.” *‘Very well,’’ assented Mr. Foote. Presently he returned, held the door of the board room open, and in sauntered young Mr. Lawrence Larrabee. need said Mr. Dort eagerly. “I condemn him man said ” asked the ym- In a broad, general way young Mr. Larrabee suggested, more than anything giraffe. Like that animal, he had a copi- ous amount of arms and legs, a dappling of sizable freckles, and a surprised expression. In some details he differed, for his hair was of arich strawberry hue, needed mowing badly, and bristled up in all directions. He had a brief, humorous snub nose. He was wearing a pair of floppy sailor pants, a shirt which had been born white, but had gone native, and a wide grin. It could not be described as a brazen grin, neither could it be called sheepish. Indeed, young Mr. Larrabee seemed totally unaware that he was appearing before a hostile court of inquisition, or that the atmosphere about his red head was laden with disapproval. “Afternoon,” he greeted the board of governors, nod- ding to them in a most friendly fashion. ‘‘ Did you want to speak to me about something?” “That,”’ said Commodore Bangs in an acid tone, “was the idea behind our sending for you.” “Anything I can do for you?”’ he asked affably. The commodore fixed him with an accusing, magisterial eye. “Yes,” he barked. ‘“ Resign from the club.” Young Larrabee’s blue eyes widened in unfeigned aston- ishment, and this made him look even more like a giraffe— a giraffe which, while innocently nibbling tree tops, becomes suddenly aware of the presence of a crouching lion. “‘Gosh,”’ he said, ‘“‘why should I?” “Tf you don’t,” said the commodore with asperity, “we will have to expel you.” Larrabee seemed genuinely shocked and bewildered. I done now else, a at have **Gosh,”’ he said, ‘‘wh

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\ worr t bar becau ‘ I } n't ng nm ( sed the freckled Doesn't seem to me very ! e to ¥ at something ‘Gosh,” said Larrabee, “if when I haven't found anything that interests me n su expel me I'll certainly catch The commodore cleared his throat itgoodand plenty fromdad. He's ‘I see no reason for pr nging th liscussion,”” he “Tt would be more to the point,”’ said the commodore, sore enough at me, I guess, asitis. clared. ‘‘You have proved rself an undesirable men ‘if you asked what you have not done. Lawrence, after Honest, I didn’t realize I was in ber, Lawrence. I think you etter resigr rhe | due consideration, we have decided that you are not a id so wrong with you. Take dancing agrees with me desirable member.” the Black Bottom, for example. Commodore Bangs looked about the tal hallenging Young Larrabee looked hurt and puzzled. ‘“‘Gosh,’’ he I didn’t see harm in doing it. It’s the newest dance anyone to disagree. Noone did. A man not to be crossed said, ‘“‘why?”’ and they’re doing it everywhere. I guess maybe the older the commodor His position as t} “Mr. Dort will be glad to refresh your mind,” said the people aren’t used to it yet.” and ice in that part of the state, and as a man just on t commodore. ‘Mr. Dort, read the charges.”’ “IT hope we never shall be,”’ said the commodore. “It point of overtaking his first million, ga weight to } Mr. Dort did so in a suitably severe tone. belongs in the ju

Looking more and more like a hunted giraffe, young “They said that about the Charleston,” observed Larra- Lawrence Larrabee looked at him help] I don't rrabee listened. Then he rubbed his head, hitched up bee. ‘‘And probably about the fox trot and the waltz.” want to resign,”” he said. “I have a lot of fun here at t La

his trousers nervously and said, ‘‘Gosh, have I done all “You don’t deny doing it? clu It has the only decent bea ind ten: that?” “No. I didn’t do it very well, though,” admitted tow: It’s one of the few pla t where ingo.”” He ‘“‘And more,” said the commodore. ‘ Well?” Larrabee. “‘And I want to say, commodore, I’m sorry I puckered up his dappled brow. “‘N e said dogged) ““Gosh,”’ said young Larrabee in a dazed voice, “I didn’t called youahop-toad. You aren't a hop- Continued on Page 206 think anybody was interested enough in what I didtokeep toad,ofcourse. But I wasalittlesquiffy, a record of it. You certainly are trying tomake a bum out and you did baw] me out in front of a of me; I mean a worse bum than I am.” lot of people, you know.” “Indeed?” snapped the commodore. ‘I hope you have ““Ah,”’ exclaimed the commodore not the temerity to imply that the charges are not based ‘‘Then you admit you have been intoxi- on fact.” cated on the club premises?”’ “Oh, they’re all sort of true, I guess,”’ said young Larra- Larrabee grinned. ‘‘Gosh, commo- “Let’s see now. I did come to a couple of dances in dore, who hasn't?”

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10 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7,192? AUN OCEAN Olt LIEMONEUDIE esses Clavie. Wake Societe GILBERT SELIDES ; Francois Charles Marie Fourier, who in- VY spired the creation of most of the commu- nist societies in the United States in the middle of FE LVETTRATEO BY WYNCIE the past century, will be more or less exactly 80,000 years. Of these, the era of misfortune has 4 The particular tenets of the prophets who failed and dy lasted about 6000 years; al reneration will last 4000: and in betwee ll be / generation will last 4 ; and in between will be / two eras of social unity and happiness, lasting i] The thousands of i n Fourierite phalanxes were brought together chiefly by his theories of social progress; | } ] together some 70,000 years. colonists yut “the socia conceived by Fourier’ seemed to have been based, in Fourier’s own mind, on the disposi- tion of the earth’s years as indicated above. It was in the middle period, to the attainment of which all the communes contributed, that certain stupendous and desirable changes the composition of the earth of man. For in the order designed by Providence and | | would occur in and in the nature harmonious 70,000 years the earth “ will engender perpetual spring”’ and “‘by the expansion of a .’ the waters of the sea will fishes wili become amphib- boreal acid lemonade, black change to ian servants charged with conducting vessels across the lemonade oceans, and savage animals will become “elastic beasts of burden.’ Nor will men lag behind; they will grow to the average height of seven feet, will achieve a population of 3,000,- “ 000,000, and will live to the average 2. age of 144 years. Spiritually they will keep pace with this physical piowess, for in the harmonious pe- riod there wiil be 37,000,000 poets equal to Homer, 37,000,000 physi- cists equal to Newten, and 37,000,000 dramatists equal to Moliére. These, among others, were to be the benefits derived om living under Fourier’s ‘true and natural system of society.’’ In comparison, Robert Owen, the other great nineteenth-century communities, writer of Letters to the Human Race and Inaugurator of ne Millennium on the Fourteenth Day of May, 1855, held fr nspirer of out only picayune promises. It is no wonder that he was responsible for only some fifteen colonies, to Fourier’s t Fourier had the imaginative gift. The Reformer’s Rocky Road free nineteenth century was rich in prophets. There social reform, of dietetic reform, of were proepr ets of nancial success. It was the heyday of phrenology and at the same time the germinating period for such vast social anges as prohibition and woman suffrage; purely in- tellectual movements like Brook Farm came into being multaneoush h great religious revivals, ethical- xperiment stations strong labor movements. The Civil War was brewing, Graham bread appeared on break- ist tables, an inner neckband was placed on men’s shirts, long dresses knelt in the sawdust of saloons 1 pr of the demon rum; and William Lloyd Garrison refused to participate in an inter- for the abolition of slavery because Ame abolition or the congress rica to London were re- women delegat sent from the era of de- 4 of those who succeeded are interesting enough, but there is a special point about all of them which is worth stressing. Without exception, they were all ridiculed, and most of them were persecuted. The workers for equal rights for women were a godsend to the humorists of the time. The famous Dr. Mary Walker, authorized by a special act of Congress to dress in men’s clothes, was called ‘a self-made man” by Bill Nye; the jokes on bloomers exhibiting woman’s “‘under-standing’’ were endless, and were revived when the bicycle craze, generations later, brought Mrs. Miller’s ‘‘ pettiloons”’ again into public view. The saintly Frances Wil- lard was accused, accord- ing to her biographer, “‘ of every extreme opinion, even to approval of lynching,”’ and women of true refinement used to leave the room when Lu- cretia Mott, thesuffragist,entered. Elizabeth Cady Stanton writes that in attacking the crusade for equal social and political rights, “‘the press rung the changes on ‘strong-minded,’ ‘bloomer,’ ‘free love,’ ‘easy divorce’ and ‘amalgamation’”’; in attack- ing Owen and his followers, James M’Knight accused this forerunner of child-labor legislation and children’s schools of taking babies at the age of two and leaving them to be educated by girls of fifteen. Poems lampooning the Owen- ites appeared, and Harro Harring, a New York German, published a twenty-page poem attacking the Fourierites. The quiet life of a reformer in those days may be judged from the following excerpt from the biography of Lucy Stone, who dismayed her contemporaries by insisting upon keeping her maiden name after marriage: ‘‘Her adven- tures during the next few years would fill a volume. No suffrage association was organized until long after this time. She had no coéperation and no backing, and started out absolutely alone. So far as she knew, there were only a few persons she knew in the whole country who had any sympathy with the idea of equal rights. She put up the posters for her own meetings with a little package of tacks and a stone picked up from the street. Sometimes the boys followed her, hooting and preparing to tear down the posters. Then she would stop and call the boys around her possible and hold a preliminary meeting in the street, until she had KING won them over and persuaded them to let her posters alone. Once a hymn book was thrown, striking her on the neck so violently that she was almost stunned. Once in winter a pane of glass was removed from the window behind the speak- er’s stand, a hose was put through and, she was suddenly deluged with ice-cold . water while she was speaking. She put ~~ on her shawl and continued her lecture. Pepper was burned, spitballs were : thrown, and all sorts of things done to —— break up the meetings, but generally \ ~ without success.” The satires on Robert Owen dealt largely with his idea that men were made by their environment and were therefore not suitable objects for either praise or punish- ment; “‘circumstances”’ were all-significant. the Philadelphia Gazette made the devil say of Owenism: Asa poet in I know that these persons think they . are impelled, Loa And by the power of circumstance all men are held, And owe no allegiance to heaven or me; What a place for thi devil "twill be. a? work for the and shed- I have set sects to fighting ding of blood, 1 ig hinnt I have whispered 0 Oigols they're all doing good, — Inquisitions I’ve founded, made kings my lie: swallow, But this plan of free liring heats all my pla ns hollou ° And the satirist whowrote the Man Ma chine and the Wise Men of Gotham, in sisting that human Owen plan become machines, the Owenite equality thus: “‘Some of the beings under the lampooned married women had prettier children than others ity. Some were without any children at all, envied their more happy next-door neighbors, whose pretty little curly-pated machines were playing themselves into perfectability on the lawn before their doors. On the other hand, some of the men had better, younger or prettier wives than others, who, not being specially instructed in such matters, did frequently break the tenth command- ment. My master [Owen] was, in truth, for a long while the victim of ‘counteracting circumstances.’ He at one time, as I have heard, had serious thoughts of cutting off all the women’s noses to bring them to a and of organizing his men and women machines by the mere force of education, so that they would conform to the law of nature which ordains that every bird shall lay only so many eggs within a certain period. He had no doubt of bringing this about if he could only begin above, and dodge his old enemies, the ‘counteracting circumstances.’”’ and this was a source of inequal- sorely and level The Egotism of the Martyr Complex ERSECUTION of prophets and reformers is by no means a novelty. In fact, it is so common that certain ps) chologists have claimed that there is discernible a martyr complex—they desire to be persecuted as proof of their prophecy. In the literature and oratory of movements nothing is more common than the argument of persecution. It begins with: “‘Of course we are not under- stood today, because we aim for the future.”’ with the historical parallel: ‘‘But that has always h pened to forerunners. Christ was crucified; forced to drink hemlock; Bruno was burned at the stake; Columbus was ridiculed.”’ It is precisely this appeal to the past which throws the glamour of martyrdom over the in prophets radica It continues socrates was

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unsuccessful reformer, which lets him think of himself as ir the company of those whom the future will call true prophets and pioneers. But underneath it lies a logical in- “Prophets have always been persecuted,”’ ‘Iam be consequence, says the creator of a new Utopia; ing persecuted; therefore I am a prophet.’ The fact is that ridicule portion equally of great vis and persecution have been the ynaries and crack-brained fools. ‘Darius Green and his flying- machine” and and the Wright brothers were the mockery, Langley j objects of ignorant but there was a mockery one consider ; does not quite so | ignorant for Alex. Lookup, i} ‘the extraordinary poet, au- i} thor, inspired romance writer, reformer ind glorious social by an effulgent discovery, set

\ ting forth the elements for a \ A heavenly and consummate 1\ \ civilization.’”” Woman suf- ‘ frage did succeed, and com- >» rletely simplified spelling did not, but they were equally jeered when they made thei appeal. The con- between r first nection prophecy and persecution 1s therefore a mixed one,and whatever else may be true, it is that per cution is the proof of a prophetic gift. It is interesting to te that the attitude toward not true se- n¢ of humanity its prophets does not THE SATURDAY EVENING POST According to Mr. H. L. Mencken no al t rejected by tl peonle of the United Stat u im ludicrous absurdity has risen to take its place In th sphere of medical fakery this seems to be true. But ir the field of general reform movements it is apparent that the mass of people in the United States has managed t ‘ serve a rather sardonic indifference to most of the m ¢ ments presented to them. The first and second quarters o the nineteenth century brought to America plan after plar for the regeneration of mankind thro igh the orgar itio of communities. It was only an accident that the poe Shelley did not come to form part of a pantisocracy on t banks of the Susquehanna, the name of which appealed his poetic imagination. The actual experiments ir Da munist colonies were almost all inspired b irope -t native movements being purely religious re il Ihe evangelist Nettleton preceded the Owenit and Finney, the Fourierite colonies; a strong native em " upheaval seems in each case to break the ground for a intense application of foreign t scattered but heories Discordant Notes From New Harmony T WAS perfectly natural for the America to put his new views into pr ¢ actice, ‘ was still fresh, was itself an experiment to the European social tem. Robert Ower risen from the pit of English child labor to the creation of a successful \ manufacturing commu- \ nity at New Lanark, held to his grandiose concep- tion of accomplished in the New World At the developing his what might be k time he dea the religious come New Har- Wasi Rappite munity at mony, Indiar ing for a more They Richard Flower for their buildings and to Robert Owen, arrived in this country, spoke in the House of before a

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depend so much on a “6 Co ~~ the inherent ‘“‘sweet az mas! reasonableness’’ of the thing prophesied as on the field in which the particu- lar vision happens to lie. If s in science the proj het ti likely to be laughed at, like

Harvey when he discovered the circulation of the blood. If it is in politics and eco- nomics, the prophet is reviled, like Garrison in his fight for abol If it is in morals and religion, the prophet is persecuted, like Christ and Mohammed. profound seer has to face the same hostility as the inspired fool or the deliberate charlatan. In the long pro- cession of reformers, uplifters and saviors of mankind, only a few solitary figures detach themselves from the parade, like the file closers of a regiment, and take their positions as wise men or great men. Not all of these have suffered the extreme penalty of being eccentric to the spirit of their time, but there again the connection between truth and tion. In all these cases the prosperity is not very clear. Thousands of Elisha Perkins Tractors the cure of diseases, although it should have been obvi- ous that they were nothing more than metal scrapers with no curative properties whatever. And the profitable combination of unorthodox religion and real estate proves many a} ] ie were sold for that a good administrative sense can save rophet from the poverty and exile which less versat leaders must suffer.

audience includ- an ing the President, and invited settlers to come to his town Although the swell

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of westward migra- tion had not yet reached its high point, labor in the East was already suffering disa bilities and organ- izing itself for self-protection. Since 1791 jour- neyman shoemakers, tailors and car- penters had been striking, de- manding, among other things that the hours of labor should be both shortened and made the samein summer and winter—towit, ing until six at night. Russell Comstock, with a platform of Pure gradual abolition of all laws for the collect

R vep which included equal rights for men and women, a from six in the morn- To aid them came such reformers as i} iblicanism,

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a y x t lé t was a habit o or ] ‘ ( far behind. The demands of metr e | In PI Le i! ‘ t ‘ we t rm I ‘ The ‘ ¢ es a id. s r mmor yusekeeping must be re : mea an je. on ‘ and a ¢ mag i ging a nand the ext gu ment r preservet eact g the of the night wa mé nig rot t mged the ‘ 4 rY i’ 1 ute sed ry " ‘ ’ and tne 1 of lig ng r ¢ eve pr ] ‘ ng then irning ur i ne eme ‘ wwever, beginning to init is the r Peale’s Museum was annour g the certa nights tne w! i im W t wit! gasiignts wt nw ] uM Idea Ower r r house ' rivate apartments conta 1ir e large ' z it differing from a modern New Yorl r } poss 500 acres of ground yr mmur of labor Bu New Ha mony) N r t that way and Ower } of it The settle " / in until the i modations le Rap} tes Alin mime t dissens SE VW at under the date \ugust twentiet that Mr. Owen gave his usual addre t was unanimously agreed that the ent ypulation of New Harr t e€ me 1 wee t se O eing ed t T li ater the I e he y y which they abolished all the ers the isting and appointed three me 4 t The Standards of Equality YELIGIOUS differences promptly | \ the creation of separate A we tthen ne +} " e peto nerse terry r Ow were on Page 170

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“ MONG other proofs,” beautiful said Mary, nature is that I don’t bite Carolus when he whistles “of my for an hour at a time. I think that’s fortitude in a But I’m worried about Caro. If he can whistle for an hour at a time when he’s eighteen, what’ll he do when he’s thirty?” Lupus stood up on the limestone steps and looked fifty yards at his son, who was riding a cream-colored horse fro in the highway before a young female seated on her father’s red brick wall. Caro- is rode and whistled succulently. Perhaps, his parent mused, that was what they meant by liquid music; note wooned into note and the tune seemed to melt along the unlight. It was kind of pretty. stepmother. lazily to and named Claire, ‘“*He’s just makin’ love to that pup of Sid Paramore’s, honey.” “Lupus Van Eck!” *‘Ma’am?”’ “Don’t,” Mary ordered, “ “Shall if 1 want to,” call Claire Paramore a pup!” said Lupus. ‘She ain’t old enough only fourteen. She ain’t even old enough to be made love to. Carolus is just practicin’ on I The kid's kinda shy for a Van Eck. His real girl’s yella-headed one lives across from the Presby- te ea lady. She’ tr skinny terian cl e urch downtown. Only he’s scared of her. Who told you?” tle did,” said Lupus, sitting down again. “‘ Her name’s impin like Sarsaparilla Coventry. She’s awful cultivated. I father’s the new manager at the electric light mp'ny Mr. Van Eck purred behind his son, “His name’s Covendale, boy. He’s English.” , Mary squeaked and Lupus turned with admiration to at his dark father, while Mr. Van Eck lighted a ciga- rette. Pop when you stopped to , because he could walk as silently on his left peg leg as he did on his real right foot. Brass binding of the point twinkled as Lupus glanced at the thing. But the peg did not exist. It was never mentioned on the farm or elsewhere. Pop had brought back both feet from was most remarkable, think of it wot cle n the war in Cuba, in 1898, as far as his family and his ten ed men were concerned; nobody ever mentioned the vooden leg Lupus, you git your kid to stop whistlin’ Cramambuli, I veat his head in with a hammer an’ eat him for er I don’t think that’s the name of it, pop.”’ ‘I don’t care what the song writers call it, boy. It's ( I Fellers used to sing it when I was a baby. ‘* Suppose That I’d Dug Up the Facts of an Ugly Tale in England, in THE SATURDAY EVENING POST CRAMEALMUS ULI I’m sixty, an’ every year somebody hauls a song that voted for Grant out of the grave an’ sends it off again. That’s Cramambuli. It’s German, an’ come into the country before the Rebellion. I went to sleep on it last night an’ dreamed of the Borkman murder. Your kid,” said the head of the tribe, ‘‘ whistles good but monotonous. It’s worse’n his white pants. I never seen a kid stick to white pants so hard or have so many of ‘em. The laundry bill's outrageous.”’ A yellow trolley car interposed its passing bulk between Lupus and a view of his son’s white cotton trousers, briefly, and when it had gone on toward Rangervil'e the cream- colored horse was prancing wantonly on its hind legs. ““Showin’ off,’’ said Van Eck. Community as This"’ “T like wat ching Caro Mary yawned, “be- cause he does it with such an air of not noticing he’s on a Rain-in-the-Face, that tune isn’t called It’s Crambambuli. It’s one of those German student-corps drinking songs.” “They always sung it Cramambuti around here, girl,” Mr. Van Eck drawled, ‘‘an’ you can stick another b in for all I care. Otto Borkman, that killed his father, was called Cramambuli. He sung good. Hell,’’ he brooded inoffen- sively, “that’s more’n a quarter of a century back! That was September, 1898. Gittin’ on to thirty years. Where was you thirty years ago, Mary?”’ “*T wasn’t,’’ Mary told him. ‘Father and mother lived in Boston then. Lupus, just think of it, thirty years ago you were seven years old!” “T couldn’t help it, could I?” “But I’m sure,” his wife murmured, “‘that you were a remarkably lovable child and very dirty. Get the car and take me driv- ing, you lazy hound!” “He is lazy,”’ said Mr. Van Eck. ‘“‘There ain’t any fat in the fam’ly or he'd be gittin’ a belly on him. Take her drivin’, Lupus. It’s an hour to lunch yet.” “You must come, too, Montezuma.” “T don’t mind,’”’ Mr. Van Eck purred, spit- ting at a sparrow on the lowest step. ‘It'll git me out of this whistle of the kid’s. I bet it’s his Injun blood. Iheard agang of Apaches, or some kind of heathen, do their music at one of the World’s Fairs an’ they could go on forever without gittin’ anywhere. Listen to him!” Carolus had turned his steed into the drive- way. His whistle approached in a quick trot- ting of notes as the horse trotted. The funny tune pattered along and the kid managed to grin at his family without stopping the sound as he went past the stone porch on his way to the red brick stables. “The song writer that dug that up,” Mr. Van Eck pronounced, ‘‘knew boys. You git one boy to whistle one tune long enough and it gits to be a national menace, like intemper- ance or boll weevils or one of those things. Music don’t cost nothin’. You got to have coin in your pants to buy gin, but anybody can whistle a tune.” “Lupus,” said Mary, ‘‘you’d better warn your papoose that the sachem is sharpening his tomahawk. . Go and get the car, you worthless lout.” “It’s what you git,” Mr. Van Eck mentioned, “for marryin’ a red-headed woman, boy. They drive you hard.”’ Mr. Such a ride,”’ horse. Cramambuli. Lupus pulled his wife’s ear and then rose from the warm There was something he wanted to ask pop, but steps. **Rain:-in: the: Face, That Tune Isn’t Called Cramambuli. Crambambuli’’ May 7,1927 By THOMAS BEER ILLUSTRATED Br BARTOW Vv. V. MATTESON he couldn’t quite remember what it was, and it probal didn’t matter. So he lounged contentedly down the drive way into the vast stable yard, arranged by his great- grandfather when land was cheap, and watched his son giving orders about the horse Bullard were being commissioned to some blond horse superciliously looked over his audience at Lupus with his nose in the air. However, he became hum- ble and a little nervous when the blue ca: from the garage; he did not care ““Come drivin’, kid?”’ “Yeh,” said Carolus, and began to whistle “Pop’ll kill you, sonny, if you don’t lay off of Bamambuli, or whatever the name is.”’ Carolus stopped whistling and said, “Got it in my head. Gimme some money tomorrow, dad? Want to send for some books.”’ “All right, son,” said Lupus, wondering how many more books there were that his cultured offspring hadn’t read. Novels and volumes of history kept flooding down from the kid’s quarters into the living room. It would be awful if a Van Eck abandoned the breeding of fine horses and cattle and took to a professorship. Lupus worried for as many as three minutes while he drove up the Ranger- ville road. “Lupus is thinking,” said Mary. “Aw, no, I ain’t, honey!”’ “Don’t wrong him,”’ Mr. Van Eck purred in the back “This is Sunday, girl. He does his thinkin’ sooner in He I'll sell your hoss!’ Two stable boys ob, and the conceited came poking for motors. seat. the week. Carolus, you drop that damn tune or ‘I want to ride him in Amaryllis Covendale I'd be an Indian if I I ain’t goin’ to be an Indian on “Yes, sir,’’ said Carolus swiftly the pageant on the Fourth, sir wants me to be an Indian. I said could be one on a horse. foot in that crowd.” “Oh,” said Mary, turning in her cushions, “offer her the whole family! Tecumseh, you’d look lovely in a blanket. It’s your patriotic duty. The Van Ecks en masse as aboriginal residents of Couveris! You owe it to the memory of Leaping Brooklet, or what- ever your Iroquois ancestress was named. I'll call up Miss Cover dale and suggest it. Lupus, your legs will make a sensation.” “You shut your face, girl,’ said the sachem drowsily, “or I'll send Lupus out to Aryzona to buy mustangs. | dunno what the town of Couveris has got to h: ive apageantabout. George Washin’ton never slep’ The Van been on hand ever here, have since before the Rev’ lu- tion, but nothin’ ain't ever happened here Chester Arthur made a speech here in 1880. He had yeller side whiskers. But we ain’t been in the New York since the Borkman mur- der. That’s 1898. Hey, Mary, that’s the only time I ever seen Lupus papers once seared!”’ ‘I don't believe you,” red-headed the said, smoothing her womar hair. “Yes, but he was scared. The p’lice come and asked me a lot of questions. I’d drove over to see Borkman just a couple of hours be- fore his kid killed him. He wasn’t home; but my men knew I’d been over there, an’ the p’lice come to ask me what I nothin’. But Lupus thought I was gittin’ arrested an’ he bawled to raise bats out of hell.”’ “‘T bet I did,”’ said Lupus. Us kids wouldn't go out in the woods for a month ind. An’ It's knew, which was ““Say, the whole thing was scary! be hidin’ aro we were so scared Otto Borkman on his 1 some pup came an’ said he’d seen Borkman’s g

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grave out in Apple Orchard wavin’ his whip round. Gee | remember cryin’ the night mamma v she was always scared of Borkman. I guess I used to be kinda ’maginative.”’ For some reason Mary aropr ed her palm on | irm and smiled at him It was interesting to be married to an inexplicable female who did things that had no sense in them but were rather nice. Lupus beamed at his wife ““Borkman wasn’t good-tempered,”’ the sachem purred riot 4] “‘He wasn’t mean neither Sut he’d flare up an’ bawl a lot. Otto was an easy-goin’ kid, but I bet he had a tem- per too Else the thing was a id of miracle A kid don’t kill his old man with a hatchet just ‘cause he’s provoked. You have to be headstrong to git that mad Carolus, any time you git annoyed with Lupus, boy, just poison him quiet. Doin’ it with a hatchet makes a dis turbance.” “Yes, sir,’ said Carolus respectfully ‘Did th ing this fella for killin’ his father, or was there an electric chair then, sir’ “They did nothir assured him, “‘because they couldn’t catch apout it, Carol is,” his grar was drivin’ in from Rangerville that night about mi an’ said he passed Otto Borkman on the road, bicycle If he did, he was the fel ist er seen the ] i got away smooth as cream. It soured me on detectives forever an’ amen. If all the detectives they had gassin’ and sittin’ on the hotel stoop downtown couldn’t git a trace of a sixteen-year-old kid that was so handsome li Lupus looked like a comic cartoon next to him there ain’t much in detectin’. Of course Otto was smart. Him and Borkman had been havin’ scraps because the boy wanted to go to college an’ be an engineer. Anyhow, he lp the poor pup! Hen got clean away, an’ God he felt sweet when he read the papers. Say, Mary, here's a pretty thing t pretty. This Mrs. Borkman was the b ever come out of Germany. It was moo fetched her into our place suse Lu friends with her. She had on a white dre pickin asters ill along tl Wa You'd woman that'd just gone clean crazy from his father would be nd of ghast but a picture She’d gone ba to | about 1 didn’t know what all the ss was for eyes, an’ her hair was so long it hung d when it was braided ne) | 1] 4 t r she knew She spoke Englis fir l her poren talkin’ to her two hours before Know me a chil Doct hous« not ““A thing car hadn or Hoffman t ougnta his head shot ¢ abou t te ] on n times it’s hard to say thou ““My dear Lupus,” over the rraveyard wall up there ght abo it ¢ } When the lantern swur } n he was awful graceful, r D a } Hell, but she was + » was Germar 00 eumMmonia next w ner, and was talkin’ German t ior e he quit. ‘At sour 1ot Mary told him, from the man in the moon now, ar a ne est vy i} | oO . i E ds tough, THE SATURDAY EVENING POST **lt Was One of the Prettiest Things I Ever Seen. There She Came in the Moonlight, With Joe Priestley Hoidin’ a Lantern Beside Her’

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14 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7,1927 Well? Well! ilere Comes Sixty! of us were born lucky,” said the Mr. Jack McAuliffe while ng the passable Mr. Gene Tunney put the box-fighting bee on the passed Mr. Jack Dempsey on that rainy September night n Phil “some of us were born lucky and the rest of us were born soon after the Civil War.” What Mr. McAuliffe had in mind, undoubtedly, was that it was the mere accident of birth that prevented him, or some other of the good old-timers, from being up there in the ring knocking the block off the champion fisticuffer, as the proceedings proved, was ready and such rude attention, and his dictum was after a manner of pugilistic speaking. Still, it gives food for non- fistic thought. Not all of us, including not all of the good were born soon after the Civil War; but those of is who were born then were then immutably born and chronologically, a considerable number of ; of the world’s late 60’s and, biologically, arriving, or just arrived, at our own early sixties— quite a bunch. own case, for example. I was born of a May 1868, and on the day following, when the news s important event was bruited about, there was great national excitement and cheering. It took a day for this important fact to become known. The bruiting facilities were not so good then as now. There was no telephone, no tric light, no very general use of the telegraph. no automobiles, no airships, no wireless, no no rural free deliveries, no phonographs, no air mails. So the great national excitement and cheering came he next day. Painstaking investigation has shown that first nomination of General Grant for resident by the Republicans on that day may have had something to do with the clamor and applause, but that is The fact relevant to these remarks is that I was born at said time, and the question arises: What am I doing about it now, and, likewise, what are a lot of others ententious waten! ide iphia : ty whose biock, ripe for fighters, re we are, produc iake my morning in ol tt adio, no eles There wer movies, it possible ine Dp I as it may be I do who came into view then, or thenabouts, doing about it now? There is a lot to do, most of which should have been begun long ago, but, even so, much of which can be done from now on with exceeding Of course the most val- uable gift that life affords is pront. By SAMUEL G. BLYTHE ILLUSTRATED BY mM. L. youth, but not one in ten million realizes that until age has enforced the truth of it and canceled the advantage of it. We are spendthrifts with youth when we have it, but youth would not be youth unless we were. The thing to consider now, when youth is away back yonder in the rain- bows, is whether we have saved any of it, whether we did not throw it all away, and if so, how to be misers of what we have left, how to eke it out in these sixties that are upon us. The proper thing to do, at sixty, is to puff out the chest so far as is convenient— most of the sixty crowd have to do their chest puffing mentally instead of physically beat upon it with sturdy fists, put as much flash in the eyes as can be attained—there are a good many lackluster eyes to be noted, it is sad to say—and proclaim that a man at sixty is at the top of his powers, a young man and a vigorous, and where do you !ads of forty and so on get that stuff about a man who is sixty, or past, being an old man? That is the proper and self-respecting thing to do, but, largely, it is a bluff. Naturally, as it is my business to move about and ob- serve things, and still more naturally because in a year and three months from the time this is written I shall be sixty myself, I take note of those I meet who are in similar case, and I regret to report that a large proportion of my fellow citizens who are now advancing closely upon sixty, or have just begun to retreat from that crucial point, both look and act the part of the senility that impudent and cocky youth ascribes to this impost of years. Their sixties hang heavily upon them. A man who had his boyhood in the interesting 70’s and early 80’s, who came to young manhood in the fascinating 90’s and has lived his maturer years in the first quarter of this miraculous century, ought to be a live, active, in- terested, interesting and operative d ae Na BLUMENTHAL person. But is he? Not by about 70 per cent of the total. Look around you. Note the fat paunches, the heavy jowls, the lackluster eyes, the one-track— and that a side track — minds, the rigid limitations and conventions, the grooved movements, the general solidification and indura- tion, the fixation of habit and thought, the embracing of six decades and the resignation to their burdens instead of combat with them. Observe the great numbers of men who die about that time, not because they are worn out by natural causes, but because they are worn out by un- natural causes, practically all brought upon themselves by themselves. A man’s sixties are what he has made them, speaking physically and mentally. what he has made them economically also, but economics have no place in this epistle. I am not talking about any man’s financial or business condition, but about his physi- cal and mental conditions. If these are right, finances and business need not worry him, and if these are right and have been kept right, it isn’t likely that finances and busi- ness do worry him. One of the great English scientists said once that he con- sidered the years from sixty to sixty-three man’s climac- teric; that if a man can get healthily by sixty-three, he is good for quite a spell thereafter, accidents barred. Per- sonally I think the turning point comes somewhat earlier than that; but letting that statement ride, we find in this country a considerable number of citizens who are at, or approaching, sixty with a bodily and a viewpoint and a habit debit instead of credit. A considerable number about 70 per cent. Take a look around anywhere you happen to be and you will admit the correctness of that assay. Of course, a man’s sixties are Here, Brethren of the Sexagenaric Contingent, endeth the casting up, and here begin the words of cheer and com- fort, for any man who has not eaten or drunk or worried or worked himself into an organic disease can snatch himself from the maws of the ordinary decrepi- tudes of six decades, if he wants to, and get a lot of the joy of life Se re , The Proper Thing to Do, at Sixty, is to Proclaim That a Man at Sixty is at the Top of His Powers

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ut of his years. It is easy to do. It is ca- lamity if itis not done. The plan is simple. The practice of it is simpler. The creed for a credit able, comfortable, capable decade forthcoming twenty from sixty to seventy has but four precepts and can be set down in xteen words. Here it is: 1. Don’t eat so much. 2. Don’t drink so much. 3. Don’t work so hard 4. Be rational with exercise Before beginning the expositior of these infallible principles of a happy lifefrom sixty onward, there is one phase of the matter that must be referred to, and that is the phase of the de- generation of the body. A normal man of sixty isn’t a normal man of thirty by a lot of tests, but a normal man of \ sixty should be as good, or- ganically, as a normal man of thirty; should be, but not many are. Almost every man of sixty has something the matter with him, some bit of his machinery is not running perfectly. Unless this degeneration is organic, unless it comprehends a heart impairment, a diabetic diag- nosis, an arterial hardening, a kidney or liver affection, or some other of those devastating diseases so com- mon in men who were born soon after the Civil War, the lads who are not quite up to par may be of good cheer, for they can help themselves immeasurably by hearken- ing to these words of wisdom. If there is an organic difficulty, if the heart is skipping or murmuring or cutting up any other deleterious heart didos, if the excess of sugar or al- bumen is there, if the blood pressure is too high, if the hobnails are coming in the liver, if the gall bladder isn’t functioning as it should, if any one of the other numerous and horrible diseases men hand to themselves, bestow on themselves without any outside aid whatsoever, answers ‘“Present’’ when an examining physician calls the roll then the first and the only thing to do is to get the best doctor possible and put yourself in his charge. No contract can be made to set the rudder for a sixtier who has staved his own ship in any of these unnecessary pathologic man- ners. The doctor is the only person to give him ings and lay out his course. But if the sixtier is merely sixty and in the ordinary flabby sixty situation, not organically impaired, that sixtier can do a lot for himself if he will acknowledge his derelictions, exert a little will power and show a modicum of that precious attribute so generally denied to the human race as a natural possession. I refer to common, ordinary horse sense. his bear- With the Millennium on the Doorstep HE science of diseases, which is pathology, has proved a number of things claim, but a number. errors and excesses are active contributing agents to various of the degenerative organic diseases that lay low so many men just as they are nearing sixty, or soon after they have reached that stage of life—diabetes, for example, and Bright's disease, and digestive troubles, and so on. It is my lay opinion, after years of study of the subject, that diet excesses and errors are responsible for 90 per cent of all diseases one way or another, either actively in the sens« of producing them in the body, or subactively in the sense of making the body low in resistance and more susceptible to them than in the case of the properly nourished person. The most important thing in any man’s life, from birth to death, is the food he puts into his body; and the most important thing about his food is, first, the quantity of it, 1d, second, the quality of it. By quality I do not mean ts richness, nor its delicacy, nor its epicurean status, but {o mean its proper selection and preparation. The best and finest food obtainable poorly prepared and taken in improper combinations is of less use to the body than the coarsest and commonest properly prepared and properly A meal consisting of a green salad, a dish of hoiled spinach, a piece of real whole-wheat bread and a for example, would excite the average sixty- year-old man to jeers and sneers, but it would be of far than not so many as the pathologists One of these absolutes is that diet combined. vlass of milk, more use to him in the way of nourishment any meat - vegetable - dessert -and- trimmings combination that could be prepared by the world’s most famous chef. Allthisis triteenough. Food has always been the first con- cern of man, and always will be, rarely in a scientific sense, but always in a hunger-and- appetite Nature made that imperative. If you do not eat, you die. Also, be- of civ- sense has cause of the messing in ilization with food, if you do eat, you die. The difficulties seem insuperable, but they are not Civilization has done many fine things for food, just as food has accomplished much for civiliza- tion. The break is fairly even. Broadly speak- ing, the food we now have is intrinsically all right. Perhaps as much may be said for civilization The trouble with both food and civilization is not the raw materials of them, the basic princi- ples, but the vast perversions of them, under guise of improvements, that have been brought about by the people who must consume the one and are supposed to conform to the other. We know a hundred times more about food than we did twenty years ago and five hundred times more than we did when I was a boy. If we maintain this ratio of progress for the next fifty or sixty years, and devise some means of sink ing that information into the minds and putting the right food into the stomachs of the people, we shall have done more for the physical well-being and consequent happiness and advancement and longevity of the human race than has been done si some and tigating ancestor, away back in the Pliocene days, discovered he curious inves nce could make fire by rubbing two sticks together. A considerable number of things have happened in this world most from then to now, but that was easily the important. The next most important thing is to get the THE SATURDAY EVENING POST sic S ries, l 1ISts W While w t rT ¢ - f ; pan te ir 1 » ne 1 ait i’ cated hay to raw yt Son shouted that fasting is the I tients to the ears wit sePawe cluttered up with food faddist ng that his scheme is the ly Heaven knows that we need nd d but we er W g nance tnese mul an} it Dy ntinuing or e ea y The great difficu proposition 1s that every pr arbitrary as the d f judgmer body else is all wrong. Now s is as indir ymmact Ihe Continued on + th rked ema , ers! n ana Wa a 1 mor _ | 1s Page in This Country Have a Fetish of Work Made ure “ . ™ ation we et eid i hor " i +* } r a es hor S ar ! r rr } i YY

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16 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7,1927 Portrait of a Lady im Silver O FALL in love at first sight is, I am told, the very best and most painless way to fall in love, if any. But that it frequently involves diffi- culties, no serious-minded student of human nature rsonally, I find - But, personally, I have nothing to do with this ory, which concerns a young man named George Fielding, of New York and elsewhere. Young Mr. Fielding fell in love at the opera, which wasn’t par- ticularly original of him. But what he did later was rather original, though it led him into base deception. Still worse, he tried to brazen it out, which was deplorable, but human. He was a very human sort of young man, in a way, was George. He had seen this girl first at the Metropolitan, sit- ting in the Pendexters’ box. She wore a silver gown, and something like a silver butterfly was alight on dark hair. That night George went home to his modest bachelor apartment in West Fifty-eighth Street lived west because his in- come was only fifteen thousand a year—and considered ways and means of falling further n love with his lady in silver. He smoked a cigarette a small drink, and then, cramming his top hat on his head at will deny. Pe In short, George told a lie. ner (Ge orge took an absurdly rakish angle, rushed through the night to. the apartment of his good friend John Des- borough, who lived east, and who happened, sur- r prisingly enough, to be ust going to bed “John,” said George, you know the Pen- dexters. You must know It’s ab- solutely essential that you 8 ‘*Wait!’’ John, about his plump waist the draw string of the Pendexters. said tying his pa- jamas ima ‘l can’t,”” said George. “I’m It’s incredible! yught it would happen But I’ve seen her, John. I’ve seen her! And I 3 ‘Stop!” said John. “I know her. I can tell by No man wears his hat in love. Listen! I never the to me. you've seen your hat. + at that angle unless he has seen her. But I warn you, George, that you’re not the only one. ’ here are hundreds and hundreds of others.’ ‘Hundreds and hundreds of : tag ‘“‘ However,”’ continued the imperturbable and worldly-wise John, ‘“‘to avoid argument I'll admit that I know the Pendexters. I know everyone. And to avoid further argu- ment, I'll agree to introduce you to the lady who seems to have affected your hat.” old man is “But I warn you that she’s caviar. She’s very Imported, at that. Her name's Joan Landseer. She’s Mrs. Pendexter’s niece—the daughter of a younger sister, I think. This sister married a gentleman who invested her fortune in roulette and And when I say chemin de fer I don’t mean After that they lived in a pension, in Paris, on And after that they died. Whereupon the Joan was brought over here to do her duty by the family tradition, or what not. In vulgar American, he’s got to marry high and she’s got to marry handsome. You may be handsome, George. But are you, in spite of your hat, what people like the Pendexters would call high?” “Bah!” said George, or a word to that effect. ‘Il was only trying to suggest delicately that you may a bit, George. “John caviar, George. chemin de fer , , raliroad. nothing a year. beautiful f course I'll suffer. I’m suffering now. * said John peremptorily. ‘“‘Or rather, go. I'll mmunicate with you in the morning. Now beat it home you ass! What do you think these irs were made for?”’ and get some sieet SMalier-sized hn By DANA BURNET TLLUS TRATED BY H. R. Pad oon Z Dal fr is 9 5 + emer i ¥ ¥ That is, He Told Her as Much as He Could Think of; and Finatly He Told Her This Lie “They were made,” replied George as he wandered to- ward the door of his friend’s apartment, “for intense thought and contemplation. . . . Good night, John, and God bless you.” “Tdiot!” said John. So it happened that on the following Wednesday evening John Desborough took George Fielding to a dance. It was a nice little dance, given by the Pendexters for their lovely niece. Not more than four or five hundred people were present; and of these, perhaps sixty-six and two-thirds per cent were young men who had seen Joan Landseer. Even John, the phlegmatic, was forced to admit that she was beautiful. Her hair was a cap of fine black curls; her eyes were startlingly blue. She had a thin, eager, mobile face. Her lips were a dull scarlet; they were obviously and expertly rouged. But the effect she created was not that of a youthful sophisticate. It was rather that of a child who is pretending to be sophisticated and is having an exciting time doing it. She wore, this night, a gown of black chiffon velvet trimmed with silver. BALLINGER “Oh, Lord!” uttered George Fielding to his friend John. “If I were only a painter! Oh, “Are you praying?”’ asked John politely. “No,” replied George, suddenly looking solemn, **T’m thinking.”’ *“Don’t,”’ advised Desborough But George did. He thought for a full minute which is a long time when you’re in love, I’m told and then he decided on what may be described as a soldly plunging into the whirl of tapped Miss Landseer’s partner on the Lord!” course of action. dancers, he shoulder, and the next moment received that exquisite lady into his arms “Oh, hello,’’ she said smiling pleasantly up at him. “It’s Mr. Fielding, isn’t it?”’ “Yes, I think so,” said George ““Aren’t you sure?” “Not exactly,” said George. And then You see,”’ said George, “I have rather an elastic—or per- haps I should say an irre- sponsible personality It almost completely escapes me at times.”’ ‘“*How very ing! ‘In fact,”’ he **there are occasions when interest- * murmured Joan went on, ] hardly recognize myself As a rule, I try conscien- tiously to—well, to within my ego, so to speak. I know its limita- tions, and I do my best to keep within them. But there are times tonight, for instance ss “Tonight?” “You’d bé surprised,” he told her, “t« know what my ego is contemplating at this moment.” “Do tell me!” Joan. “I'd like to. But I—I find it rather difficult to talk and dance at the same time.” “Don’t you enjoy dancing?” “Oh, yes! Yes, indeed!”’ “Beautiful world—I mean, beautiful music, isn’t it?” “Beautiful!” “But I was just wondering whether there isn’t a refuge back of those palms where two people could disappear for ten minutes and really talk to each other.” “If two people,”’ said Joan, “‘disappeared for ten min utes it would upset this beautiful world most frightfully, I’m afraid.”’ “*T suppose it would,”’ sighed George. “On the other hand,” she remarked after a brief upward glance, “‘if two people disappeared for only five min- utes ——”’ **Miss Landseer!”’ “Come on,”’ she said suddenly, “‘let’s do it!’”’ And as they dashed for the barrier of palms—‘“‘ I’m tired,’’ breathed Joan. “I’ve been going like mad ever since I landed in New York. I love it. It’s frightfully thrilling, after my life abroad. But I’m only human.” “Are you really? That's encouraging.” “Silly!” said Joan, sinking down on a couch behind the palms. “*Miss Landseer, I —— “Do tell me,”’ she urged, as he leaned eagerly toward her, “‘about your ego. It did sound so very interesting, Mr Fielding.”’ “You know,” he said, regarding her steadily, “I thir it’s even more encouraging that you’ve rernembered my name.” “T have a system,” hands in her lap. “‘A memory system?”’ live responded the dark-haired George cried ” said Joan, folding her thin white

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“Yes. But what it couldn’t explain it to you cally.’ “*T see.”’ “And besides, I haven't time That man Preston Heath! I know he’s looking for me, be promised him the next dance. So do talk to me begin to feel guilty **Miss Landseer,”’ I real You see, it works automati- don’t ask me because ver there cause | or I shall cried George recklessly, ‘‘ever since I saw you at the opera a week ago tonight And then he told her what life he had seen her at the opera a week ago tonight. That is, had meant to him since he told her as much as he could think of; and finally he told her this lie. } It was really the most reprehensible sort of lie, which is to say that it was both premeditated and charming. Joan liked it, though of course she didn’t know then She fell—if that word—for his whole base scheme of deception. Landseer that it was a lie is not too precipitous a Perhaps, subconsciously, she was a trifle fed up with the truth; with the sort of truth that her aunt, Mrs. Pendexter, had been ing into her ears for the past six months. Or perhaps beautiful young women instinctively take to beautiful lies. Did George know that? Or was he just gambling on his luck? At any rate, by the time Preston Heath discovered them tting behind the palms, and demanded, with some asper- ty, his dance, the falsehood had been outlined charm, and Joan was smiling like a schoolgirl up to some pleasant mischief or other. Preston Heath gazed down at her, impatiently twirled the ends of his blond mustache and snapped out: “I say, Joan, I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”’ I’m so sorry, Preston. You see, I was rather tired, and so I Au revoir, Mr. Fielding.” * murmured George, bowing he heard Joan ex- looked stiff. But then in all its Oh, really? ‘“*Miss Landseer! “*And so I just sat down for a minute,” ing to Mr. Heath, whese back plair THE SATURDAY EVENING Heath was the sort of man whose ba ignt t stiff. He was worth some eight or ten m ns of d he had a collection of old masters, a place in the S Register and a race horse that ones ad almost w British Derby. He also had a stean acht | Newport But what he really ed was horses The next day, about three mn tne r George Fielding burst excitedly into the apartment of friend John Desborough, who, curiously enough, wa getting out f bed John, old man, i’ve done it! 1] ‘Stop!”’ commanded John. ‘I know darned we 1’ ve done it. And if you aren’t crazy, then what ars George “What am I? I ‘No, don’t tell me. I You’re a thundering liar, And by all that’s incredible, I'm another “You? What have you got to do with it? ‘I'll tell you what I’ve got to do with it, Pendexter telephoned me ¢ this out of a sound sleep, which is one of the worst things that can happen to a person of my temperament—and asked me whether you were a good painter. And I said, ‘A good And she said, ‘Painter.’ And I said, ‘Painter?’ ‘Painter.’ And I said, ‘Oh!’” **Good heavens!”’ exclaimed George ‘“‘And then she told me that you had asked Joan Land seer to pose for you—that you were going to paint her por trait; and Mrs. Pendexter had ne she was naturally a trifle curious about your reputatior already know what you aré George —that’s what you are Ge orge ariy morning woKe me what?’ and she said, since ver heard of you “‘And what did you say?”’ anxiously queried Georgs His friend Desborough looked at him with a melanc} slightly bilious eye. ‘“‘I said that you were the portrait painter I’d ever known, which is trait pain and most extraordinary true enough, because I’ve never known any p« I’ve never wanted to And t t depend- mercif I have enough people then I may a ers. ent on me as it is said ul POST I | , r ry f ir , ‘ b womank j ‘ K “w ige i A ‘ ‘ 4 ae 47 Ww ‘ f expect met é j nat I’ve ne You've « ‘ } ; nil om tha 3 D t t me retu et n 4jam It comes throug 1 id vou | set am the Ge P , ig | rom r e adowr' i I ! x Be i 4 “ ‘ ‘ no n . t MI ‘ nore | i \ . ( mitat ite Mr. Hou } paintbrush i ir hand Tha not tru f ted Fielding v ‘ 1% ; I r t na i Arie A eT i A painte rT \ en I w } er egg ha gg But, George ‘And be r I have a I's seriously now, Johr Here George lo friend and said, quite serious I belis in athe r he ¢ } , ao W 1LeVe f KS ‘ i ) | ¢ nlities o he hums ego are an ¢ mn s l am going tor t portrait of M what happens ‘Don't ask me,”” growled John. “I'mr **Why,” cried George, “it’s perfe do I say I’m a portrait painter than I } painter, not only psychologically t and rent a studio. I found one I Continued on Page 152 He Was Standing, by This Time, at the Foot of the Model Stand. af Art Was Forgotten, Prac tically Abandoned for the Moment

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18 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Al SAGA OF THe ERY joyous was Yezid, son of Ibn-Habib, the son of Habib Abdal- lah, the son of Hassan, the son of Ibn-al-Waled who had sat at meat with the Prophet, as on that hot July morning of the year of the Hegira 92 he cantered along the broad uneven track which, three centuries earlier, had been a paved Roman road. To be twenty years of age, mounted on a thoroughbred that could gallop like the wind, to have one’s sworn friend at one’s side, and be- nd one te hear the clank and clatter of fifty bold riders eager in no matter what of perilous obedience, to be in command of an adventurous advance guard on the mor- row of a tremendous victory —these things combined were surely sufficient to put a man at the summit of earthly the , at any rate, thought so as, keenly scanning the ly far-spreading olive groves for possible ambush, e pressed on toward the broad stream now visible from a swelling rise in that undulating country—the river which perhaps still retained its ancient Roman name of Betis and was certainly not yet known as the Guadalquivir; for not t had these new-come Arabs had time to rename it the W ad-al-Kébir—the great river. Precisely as that trem- bling, half-naked, Goth-hating Iberian serf had said in the debased Roman dialect that was so difficult even for the interpreter to understand, the road on which they had traveled since dawn crossed it by a bridge and joined with the other road which went downstream to the city of Hispalis, in later ages to be called Sevilla, and upstream 1 to that equally important city which throughout its cissitudes was searcely to modify its immemorially an- nt name of Corduba. or Vi grayis } Yezid turned to the friend riding side by side with him the twenty-year-old son of a Berber chief who ten years ly had embraced Islam and surrendered to Misa, North Africa of the great all-conquering Kalif at Wamascus pr lous F mir ir Merciful is Allah, O Ibn-Malek!”’ he cried. ‘Behold the bridge that Mughith bade us seize. Verily the serf ke truth. There at the other side will we make the mid- } prayer, while we tarry for Mughith as he commanded. W ould that Allah had sent some of these unbelieving dogs lispute the passage with us,”’ he added regretfully Ne nee this dawn have we seen one of their warriors! Almd Muhammed is Klis Prophet ! By Il. Britten Austin ILLUSTRATED Br HENRY J. Verily saith the poet, ‘As the mist vanishes before the sun, so doth the infidel vanish before the might of Allah!’”’ Thus aptly to quote a line of verse marked him as a cul- tured Arab of good family, and he uttered it with a touch of youthful complacency. Such as he were rare in, that preponderantly Berber army. “Great is Allah!’’ observed Ibn-Malek, piously giving the due response to the sacred name Yezid had invoked. ‘Surely these unbelieving Goths have caused their djinns to spirit them away! My sword cries in its scabbard. Hungry and thirsty is it for the death bite into their yellow- bearded throats! Not even astraggler from those in flight have we seen.” “*Few were there who fled far, when at last the great fear came upon them, Allah be praised!”’ replied Yezid, with a happy laugh. ‘‘Those that had been lions were suddenly but sheep, and like slaying among a flock of sheep was it when we overtook them. All yesterday was my right arm yet in pain with aching from the strokes it gave.” “Sheep indeed!"’ agreed Ibn-Malek. ‘‘With some of their own flock turned suddenly into ravening wolves to devour them! Verily doth Allah confound the unbeliever to his own ruin! A miracle was it when those horsemen Allah knoweth, they seemed like the sands of the desert for multitude!—left the great host of Ruderico to range themselves under our banners. Methinks I still hear the shout of our army and theirs as they turned and ranked themselves, Goths against Goths. Rememberest thou how Tarik rode up to the princes their leaders, laughing like an afflicted of Allah in the joy of his weleome?”’ “Till the angel blots me from his book shall I remember it,’ said Yezid, ‘‘and in Paradise shall I remember the thunder and the shout as altogether we charged upon their uncovered wing. Allahu akbar! Allah alone gives victory !”’ The inexhaustible topic was once more, for the hun- dredth time, reopened. Still keeping their horses at a steady canter, the two young men vied with each other in SOULEWN May 7,1927 SWOIR She Lifted Her Head, Glanced Disdainfully Over Yezid as Magnifi- cently He Drew Himself Up on His Horse in the Youthfully Proud Con: sciousness of His Recent Victory reminiscences of the great week- long battle which three days previously had ended in sar guinarily complete victory. N yet, indeed, could they appre: ate the full consequences of that epoch-making event. Even as three centuries earlier, north of the Mediterranean, the W« Roman Empire had smashed into ruin by the suc cessive irruptions of Vandal, Goth and Hun, so during the last eighty years the vast empires and kingdoms to the south and east of the inland sea had sensat ally collapsed under the shattering blows of a m tant fanaticism without precedent When, in the eleventh year of the Hegira, the Prophet had died at Medina, he had left a theocratic kingdom limited to Arabia; and Heraclius, Emperor at Constant nople, and Chosroes, Emperor of Persia, had laughed at |} absurdly uncouth embassies that impudently summoned them to the true faith. Now the whole of Persia, con- quered and pillaged, obeyed the summons to prayer of the muezzin on the mosque, and the victorious armies of Islam had already dashed themselves against the walls of Con- stantinople. From their splendid palace in Damascus, Kalif after Kalif reigned each over an empire marvelously greater than that of his predecessors. Part of India, Central Asia almost to China, Syria, Egypt and North Africa to the Atlantic had been added to the colossal dominion whict acknowledged the authority, spiritual and temporal, of the Successors of the Prophet. If, on the north of the Mediter- ranean, the Christianized barbarians, incessantly tl they might fight amongst themselves, were now at lea unanimous—the Arian schism at last extinguished —in the triumph of Catholicism, on the south all men now cried upon the name of Allah. For nearly a generation there had been signs that not much longer would the sea be a barrier to the fierce foemen who attacked maddened with their own victory-bringing shouts of “Din Muhammed! Allahu akbar! La allai il’Allah!”’ glorying in the certain Paradise for those who fell. Cyprus was conquered, Sicily and Sardinia had al ready many times been raided, the Balearic Islands had been captured—had not Muhammed prophesied that the whole earth should humbly acknowledge him as _ the Prophet of Allah? Verily, the prophecy was accomplishing itself! There was no Muslim who doubted it, no Muslim who did not confidently anticipate the speedy Allah-giver conquest of the whole vague infidel realm of Rim. If only one could march round that sea which the Arabs hated verily, it was the abode of djinns against whom no mar could prevail when they were angry!—and besides, the in history ugh

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leets of Byzantium patroled the Mediterranean from end to end, ever ready to hurl that terrible and still mysterious Greek fire—an invention of Shaitan! which consumed all t touched and ever burned upon the water No arge force of Arab transports could dare the passage with that menace ilways potential beyond the horizor When, however, not long back, Masa, Emir of Nort} Africa, had stood as finally acknowledged conqueror upon the southern shore of the strait known from remotely mythical times as the Pi ars of Hercules—the Roman symbol for them, two upright columns united by a scroll, with the inscription Non plus ultra, was curiously like, and } ] r pessibly the model for, the sign of the American dollar he had perceived simultaneously the bridge and the oppor- tunity. Rather more than two hundred years was it since the Visigoths— destroyers of the Roman legion at the bat- tle of Adrianople yet a century earlier—had brought the whole of Spain into subjection, incorporating it in a do- minion which included southern and western Gaul as far north as the Loire. They had extended beyond their strength and almost immediately had commenced their decay. Deprived of their Gaulish possessions by the advancing Franks, they had been confined south of the Pyrenees in a barbarous kingdom which, from the moment it had accepted the ecclesiastical dominance of Rome, had alienated what might have been its only supporters among the original inhabitants of the land. Bitterly hated by the great mul- titude of Jews who had settled there in Roman times and whom for a century they had persecuted in a newly fervid religious zeal not divorced from considerations of financial profit, the harsh Gothic overlords were equally hated by the proud old Spanish-Roman nobility of the south and by the miserable Iberian abo- rigines whose hopeless serfdom they maintained and made worse. Themselves degenerat- ng in an ancient civiliza- tion from which they bor- rowed only its vices, they had wasted their barbarian strength in fiercely inter- necine quarrels and mur- derous intrigues. Ifevera country was ripe for for- eign conquest it was that whose mountainous coast loomed up before Masa across the blue water of the narrow strait. Persist- ent legend has a romantic story that the semi-inde- pendent commander of Ceuta, on the African shore, with the honor of his daughter to avenge, urged Musa to the enter- prise, offering ships for transport. Certain is it that emissaries from the sons of the ex-king Witiza, deposed by the present king Ruderico or Roderick, crossed over to him, prom- ising treachery in the day of battle. Misa was an old man and wary, and few were the genuinely Arab forces upon whom alone he could rely in this newly con- quered land. He risked a small reconnoitering expe- dition, mostly composed of Berbers, under one Tarif we owe our word “‘tariff”’ to the stronghold of Tarifa he built upon the Spanish shore; for centuries it levied toll upon passing merchantmen—and _pru- dently dispatched an emis- sary to know the will of the Kalif at Damascus. The commander of the faithful had bidden him go forward in the name of Allah, but—when did the gentle art of writing stafl orders begin?— simultane- ously left him responsible if disaster ( 1 occur AiG THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Musa cautiously compromised by selecting t his recently subjected Berbers t would not matter if the , perished, and they were embarrassingly clamorous for t er loot that was the promised portion of the faithful —whor j z M he placed under the command of } eutenant I " Zijad and a sprinkling of trusted Arab officer opportune moment Roderic} ke Har r i before the Battle of Hastings. was away t i” eT north Tarik had landed at the gre r t ‘ t ever since has borne his name, Gibralta Crebe | s gt m, g rock of Tarik. Reénforced to twelve thousand r Yez had pushed to the westward toward Cadiz eine n days of July, A.D. 711, had encountered Rode An ambus! At hastily from the north with an immense j ag ge For seven days the fight —desultory and uncon ‘ ne was was all fighting in those days, when the n r } ‘ ! é ‘ fallen into all but universal decadence —had rage A where assisting the M Y and forth over a small river, and finally, at the tical r as two cent moment, the sons of Witiza had deserted wit! the elped t G S ag horsemen to the hard-pressed Muslimi The Got! saying? Yezid s ted army, much of it a mere rabble of badly armed foot preter, to come war wretched peasants compelled to follow their lords, had been from Tingis a e st routed with fearful slaughter, and Roderick had disap- man’s rapid ga f peared, never again—if legend be history —to be seen by ‘He says, Sid it mortal eye. With that single defeat, just as was to happen great house and that, Alla} at Hastings 355 years later, all resistance had collapsed thereir The mer d before the victor. He had only to ride forward and—save not returned. Only wom«e for a few unimportant local conflicts—take possession of The Berber horsemen | the land **Loot loot tne ed Sensing his opportunity, Tarik had immediately divided Prophet enjoin that the his horsemen into four columns. One he led personally liever! Lead! Lead, O Ye toward Toledo, the capital. A second he dispatched to- Yezid glanced doubtful ward Malaga, the third was directed on Granada, and the glanced to where The Maid Took a Quick Look at Him, Buried Her Head in Yerid’s Robe, Franticaltly Hetd Him Embraced n ng ‘ ¢ Ce A " t Vu ’ tT ate \eé t ‘ ' , if r ' r s iY ‘ Ww t é ; } n ‘ eag t t Ke o) 4 le ? ‘ | lee é rn nd ‘ i pla ng e eter ry } ’ } € niy d of ti ed s t \ } Ne le t 4 ind fie ghitl irrives ne may t + } ise wh ng oO t} " t pas y to ibr , thou w ’ 4 i there u ¢ V I} ommar t \ d I t} " le ¢ en ¥ y Wi a wit xf l nt Page 104

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Inlle eX Cle, HE very word ‘fexceptional”’ implies a rule is been broken The once raises tself, ‘Who made the anil iif which hs * transcended. juestion at High on the wall be- western gate- into the venerable Harvard Yard may be tablet with an inscription in the digni- fied simplicity of King at ide the way seen a James’ English. In juaint simple phrase it sets forth: ‘‘ After God had carried us safe to New England and wee had builded our houses vided necessaries for hood reard places for and set- govern- the next things we longed for and iooked after was to ad- liveli enient Gods worship tled the civill ment one of vance learning and per- and Honors Enough petuate it to posterity lreading to leave an illiterate ministry to the churches when our present ministers shall be in the dust. ‘‘New Englands First Fruits.” And thisless than twenty years after landing in an almost uninhabited new world! No wonder this noble declara- tion set the standard of education for New England and later for the United States. It was also a handing down of the old English tradition, as Oxford and Cambridge were founded as schools fer the education of the clergy and later for the training of the sons of their noble and wealthy patrons. In Some Ways They Receive Praise THE SATURDAY EVENING POST TIONAL CIAIULID By Woods Hutchinson, Al. M., M.D. ILLUSTRATED er It was a high, a stern and in many respects a noble standard, and turned out some magnificent prod- ucts. But it was hardly a practical or sympathetic human one for the training of the vast mass of our chubby-faced youngsters, with “shining morning face, creeping like snail unwillingly to school.’’ It was painfully apt to evolve out of its own inner consciousness, like a silk- worm, rigid lists of things every good child ought to know, with piti- fully little regard for his ability to learn them, or consideration of his natural aptitudes and tendencies, or for his future happiness and success in life. The native practical genius of our people gradually overcame most of these defects and a system of standardized mass-production education was worked out which gave excellent practical re- sults. Almost the earliest direct personal study of the school child himself, and of his adjustment to his surroundings, started three or four dec- ades ago from the awakening of public interest in school health—if a doctor may be permitted to say so without being accused of handing bouquets to his own profession. In the face of bitter opposition school physi- cians insisted upon making actual physical examinations of the children. Their height for age was measured, their weight taken, their sight and hearing tested, their teeth examined, their noses and throats looked into. The results were little short of appalling. From 30 to 50 per cent of the children had one or more defects which definitely interfered with school work and progress. Some wistful-looking little ones, with a vague and peering air, were so nearsighted that they could not read their lessons Ma OLUMO- seat The Infant Prodigy May be a Delight to His Own Family or to His Teacher, But Socially He is Usually an Utter Frost May 7,1927 M. Zt. BLUMENTHAL without literally burying their noses in the book, or make out the examples on the blackboard more than ten or fif- teen feet away. Other lost-looking ones, with a vague and worried expression of perpetual discomfort, were so deaf they couldn’t hear more than one word in three that the teacher said. So they were put down as stupid when they only had adenoids. Other unhappy, half-starved-looking youngsters, always behind in their lessons, had decaying teeth and ulcerated gums which kept them so perpetually uncomfortable as to prevent their concentrating upon their work, while also pouring into their stomachs pus instead of ptyalin, hopelessly to upset the digestion of their food Evidently children were not simple uniform units of equal average ability, as like as grains of wheat in a bushel or peas ina pod. Were they any more nearly free and equal in mental ability? We didn’t waste any time in speculating; here were thousands of youngsters to whom learning was simply pun- ishment because they were too nearsighted to see the blackboard, or too long-sighted to read their books with any comfort, or too deaf to catch the teacher’s orders. Adenoids had just been discovered, and after we had coaxed reluctant parents and doubting teachers to let us operate upon a few bad cases and show them the marvelous results—deafness cured, stupidity wiped out, retarded grades caught up, gains of two to four inches in height and ten to fifteen pounds in weight—the triumphant campaign against this great enemy of childhood was quickly launched We soon had both teachers and parents solidly behind us, and the victorious drive spread like a rising tide till it reached such climaxes as combing the entire school popu- lation of a city for deafness and adenoids, with the volun- teered and cordial codperation of the local nose-and-throat Continued on Page 88 ye

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Where Everything Depends Upon Authenticity, Let Us Strive to Recognize the Genuine Antique O WARN or not to warn; that is the question. Whether it were better to set forth more tricks of the trade than Mr. Hergesheimer has yet revealed, or to let trust- ing antique enthusiasts learn the wiles of dealers by more or less expensive experience. Having bought a six-legged highboy for $150 once, and a pie-crust table for $125 when my enthusiasm far exceeded my knowledge of fakes, I con- clude that it is best to talk about new features of the an- tique business. Indeed, I wonder whether it may he called a business, though it consist of buying and selling ally at a profit. It is a strange fact that many insiders call it the antique game, thereby implying that the element of risk is more prevalent than in most other businesses. Also, the possibility of winning big stakes awaits the man who has acquired the most accurate information and judgment. Four or five years ago a number of fake maple low- boys, butterfly tables, and six-legged highboys were being marketed at the expense of the unwary. Not so much of that is being done now, probably because the buying public is better educated to those more able to detect the new construction. filed down to simulate wear of centuries no longer fool ricks and Stretchers us. But within the last year I have been seeing many cleverer tricks which are more likely to escape detec- Fluted mahogany legs of an old and damaged Chippendale table— common variety—are made into a genuine-looking base for a wing chair. You and I know that most people only examine the base of chairs that are completely covered with upholstery. Then these dealer cabinetmakers take clumsy late Empire sofas known to the trade as “‘Canadian bums” and trans- form them into dainty six or eight legged Sheratons The heavy mahogany leg is turned down to delicate slen- tion derness and reeded. The corner block and arm are orna- mented by lines or panels of inlay. To complete the illusion a cleverly damaged finish is put on that gives every ap- pearance of being 150 years old. All layers of old upholstery are left to prove its authenticity. Beyond all question such pieces are in the rough, but how far from the original condition which that term implies! THE SATURDAY EVENING POST What is New in the Aimtique Game By ESTHER S. FRASER . pnseoesascovemnyrtu tn it deftly veneered upon plain pine bureaus ILLUSTRATED BY M. L. BLUMENTHAL which, when opened for inspection, clever appear all absolutely original, with no repair Then I see simple fiddle-back chairs glorified with an Now comes a new development not at erned wit important Queen Anne front stretcher-—-newly turned, faking but that offers opportunity for misrepresentatior and plain mahogany desks transformed into beautiful ser My initiation occurred two months age when talking wit! pentine front Governor Winthrops. Satinwood isnolonger dealer who has hitherto sold me many thing The cor a guaranty of authenticity, since solid satinwood boards’ versation started with his saying to me, “|! i've made are occasionally found in old bureaus and are split up into such a study of Pennsylvania painted things you ought to usu- buy the small hanging cupboard I t there re cently ” ‘Let's see it,’’ I res} it I t tne r is right.”’ A small cupboard painted in predominating shade GENUINE of brown with touches of whit I roug! QUEEN ANNE| out to the light I'll ma the Sala ne $ 9a | reflectively “Say one-twe - While he was considering the price toa [ was stud) ing the decoratior It did not apy ir { ne rer \ ania Cit rmar t type and late 1s One-twenty-five neap tor he shot at me. “* Where I ! re ul ‘“*Nowhere!"’ I ( I ever W made in or came from Pennsylvania! I call that a fore piece I »'t ’ beer broad, | i i I Penns " y OU re ‘ ra U) 4 l a) i , don’t 1?’ All rig W here t n Pe i tr e ° ~ ng t ‘ ? Wher t mer ma ngle Penr i i tow to me that his va t stralg I , not going to Duy Ut! 0 me ot t one ‘I've got another beaut tt that’s decorated. H i broker ‘ Wonderful blue co g. Bu Consider the Finding of a Valuable Piece for We . if it’s Penns) nian 4 ? Very Little Money a Miracte is Continued on Page 24:

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7,1927 AgADS OR TAILS By Margaret Culkin Banning ILLUSTRATED BY ROBERT W. STEWART HERE is still this to be said. In spite of all he generalizations and finalities, all the fine phrases and wis¢e cracks about mar- riage and the loose, easy talk about its being the same old tory, no two marriages are alike. Each one of them re- mains as separate and distinct as a finger print, marked in the same way by a secret pattern of personality that will never again be reproduced. The blend of two people is probably the most individual thing in the world. That is what makes divorce courts standardize decisions, what holds the interest of the neighbors, why people keep marrying. To be mar- ried to a saint, a rake or a miser is never to be in quite the same boat as the woman down the street who is married to another rake or miser or saint. It is always fresh, un- tried adventure, with surprise and uncertainty the only For there is no bride who does not find herself remarking before long that she did not know And how could she possibly have known? Shirley did net know. There were, to be sure, those com- ments which her brother had made on the night when she announced, over the bones of the tough lamb chops, that she was going to marry Aleck Lancaster. It was not a dramatic setting, but there were no dramatic moments or ettings in the Griffith house. The Griffiths were too occu- pied with the difficult business of keeping living frugal enough so that they would not need to touch their capital. It made regular habits and lack of color rather necessary, for the income of the old people was a meager one, even eked out by John’s salary at the local university. “That fellow?” asked John. “Why not?” John carefully scraped a last bit of good meat from a He looked at that moment the very em- he things that Shirley wanted to get away from —a thin, spare, scholastic man, carefully protecting his clothes from spots, while he took care to waste no nour- shing substance A quick picture of the way Aleck ordered and ate dinner came to Shirley; Aleck, dark and fluent, with his flavor of good cigars and air of just having come from places where things were happening. What have you against him?” inquired Shirley, firing unable to sure things about it. he was like that reluctant bone bodiment of all juic “Nothing at all,”’ said John. “I had him in college some years ago. Very likable boy.” ‘It seemed so to me,” agreed Mrs. Griffith, who was somewhat anxiously waiting to see if her son would pro- duce any devastating news about the man Shirley so defi- nitely proposed to marry. ‘“‘Such a cordial young man, so amusing, polite. So few are.” The elder Mr. Griffith said nothing. He was very deaf and had not heard. But Shirley did not bother to shout the news of her romance at him. Like many of the deaf, her father lived in a world of his own, to which he had retired after laying by just enough money to keep his family alive. John wiped his mouth, buttered a roll, with the attitude of keeping a classroom waiting, and proceeded: ‘“‘Isn’t he a kind of gambler, Shirley? What’s he doing now?” “*He’s in business, if that’s what you mean.” “Not exactly. He never took up any profession, did he?” “No, thank heaven,” said Shirley; ‘‘his profession is to get on. He’s with a real-estate firm—you know, loans and mortgages and selling houses and all that kind of thing. He’s going to make a lot of money. He’s that kind.” “I wasn’t thinking of the money,” said John, still being meticulous. ‘‘I was thinking of a habit of mind. I think Lancaster is, as I say, a very attractive fellow. But even in school he had a reputation for taking a chance if there was a chance to be taken. I shouldn’t think you'd find it easy to be married to a gambler, Shirley.” Shirley only laughed, as a person will to whom some- thing delightful has happened or is about to happen. For she heard Aleck’s car and instantly deserted the cottage pudding which was taking up the stolid march of the lamb chops. Outside the front door, on the crumbling brick walk, bordered with lazy suburban willows, she met her lover, and as she lifted her face to him there was a look in it that no man sees without his own kind of reverence and often fear at what is also his triumph. Shirley was a rare, pale beauty in the spring dusk, and Aleck wondered at his luck. ‘*Lovely Shirley,’’ He Murmured Incoherently, ‘‘the Best Bet a Man Ever Made’"’ He bent to her lips. ‘‘Lovely Shirley,’’ he murmured incoherently; ‘“‘the best bet a man ever made.” Shirley’s knowledge of gambling was literary. It was a vice which never entered the pallid household of her par- ents except within the covers of books. Most vices had not. She knew that there was the kind of gambling which was associated with Monte Carlo, where adventurers and very wealthy men and women leaned over tables— always in evening dress—and won or lost hugely. There was race- track gambling, costumed in the gaudy check suits of betting men, and the shady kind that went on in the smokers of railway trains, against which warnings were posted in the Pullmans. But it was some time—months, indeed—before she saw any relationship between these things and a few habits she seemed to have married into. She had swung loose quickly from the willows and the brick walk. After the very simple wedding, so compli cated by her father’s excessive deafness as to have its ludicrous and even unsure moments, and the overwhelming wedding trip in which devotion and adoration were all mixed up with luxury and everything was so astonishing that amazement came to be part of the delight-—they came back, as the phrase has it. But it wasn’t back in the least. There was no semblance of return for Shirley. They rented an apartment and took the place that Aleck assumed as natural. He had friends who seemed very intimate and it was his group rather than her own old one that Shirley joined. Not that she minded or would have wanted it otherwise. She liked these young men who were Aleck’s friends, and she liked their vivid wives, who were always talking on the tele phone to one another and tumbling from one party into the next one and bearing children now and then and mak- ing a gay and decorative frieze out of living. They were smart, or possibly smartened, young married people, and knew perfectly that their rdle was never to let an extremely sophisticated left hand know that the right hand was care- fully mixing the baby’s formula. They were good to Shirley, if offers of companionship were goodness, because she was Aleck’s wife and he was so openly and ardently in love. She was in his very blood during those first months and he could not bear to be long away from her, and took no pains to hide his feeling when they were among their friends. Shirley had lived on the fringe of such society before she was married, meeting it only at big parties and casually, but now she became the

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THE SATURDAY EVENING desirable center of an exciting and intimate group and en John Griffith looked at hir u } s ‘ t t n joyed it just as it came. muiringly \ ' ‘ ] Now and then on Sundays she and Aleck went out to the ‘To be sure,” said Johr and again, “To be ire St it ¢ gy t suburbs and dined with her mother and father, and she Shirley could not help feeling how clearly the brief r t mut gy to ther | loved Aleck even more, because he always thought of versation exemplified the difference between the ] t r t fur exe t things to shout with unremitting cheerfulness at Mr. Grif- and the theoretical point of view. Ale knew a ere S ‘ fith and was as hail fellow with John as it was possible to ness and making money. Jonn only talked in long-winded n their thes, a e the cis ‘ be with a former and still quizzical instructor. But Shirley sentences. She said something like that to Aleck on the and drinks and t wnt had an irritated feeling that her brother remained un- way home and he found it pleasing t is Aleck explained, was r impressed, of the neatly dressed little man on the verge “You're so confident, Aleck. You know how to go about Let somebody else |} t ig Aleck 4 of shabbiness looking over the tall young one who wore _ things.” W in’t want a dump like t al every earmark of success, and not quite deciding how to ‘‘Well, the limb’s never broken under me yet,” said lid, afte teen months, own a \ grade him. Aleck; ‘“‘it’s creaked once or twice when I got out a bit | the kind that t i She felt it the day that she went to her father’s house far. But I play in pretty good luck, on the whole ‘ luce, a fat one w ‘ eit wearing a new dress of cardinal red that definitely marked “T don’t mean that. I mean your business judgment _ p: r hims« S ey ‘ the kind of person she had become. It was a dress that and skill, not luck.” travagant care and y, which, except hadn’t a last year’s line in it, and hardly suited the faded “Sure,”’ said Aleck vaguely comforts, reminded vaguely of her | moot I brown walls of the living room, where the big fern lived Shirley liked, too, her husband’s attitude toward the was while she was in the hospital and for a f we opulently and the books rose high on the walls in old monthly bills. In her father’s house they had always been afterward. glass-fronted sectional bookcases. treated with as much respect as the rest of the mail, and 3ut at length the nurse went to her nex < ‘ John did not remark on the dress. But during the hour she began on that basis, worried and even frightened at got up and all the attention and petting seem«e r of their visit he entered into the kind of conversation with unaccustomed addenda which she sometimes found at the away. Or possibly like the gold of the story w t his brother-in-law that was natural for a professor of polit- bottom of the statements, such as “Please,” or ‘‘Send to straw, her indulgences changed into a s f rat ical science. check by return mail and oblige,” or “Remit with your coarse white envelopes which drifted in da m d “Do you think, Lancaster,” he asked, “that we’re usual promptness, as we are closing our books.” store, department store and florist. The fi t's nearing the end of this period of financial and industrial Aleck paid no attention to such remarks, whether in was more than sixty dollars. Winter roses are expe depression?” red ink or black, printed or written. He ran through the and Aleck had sent them every few days Aleck grinned cheerfully. ‘‘Sure,”’ he said; ‘‘we’re heap of them and stuck them in his pocket, telling Shirley ‘or the first time, as, with a rather aching back, Shirle bound to get a better break soon.” not to worry her head. Occasionally, if a creditor became put her rented furniture to rights and d ered wi “‘Better break?”’ questioned John. too insistent, he called up someone he knew at the office mad waste had gone on in the apartment kitchen while s “Those things last just so long,”” Aleck advised his erst- involved—Aleck knew everybody—and told them jovially had been ill and her colored maid had thoroughly enjoye while professor largely. that he would take care of it pretty soon. And sometimes full sway, she felt a shade dissatisfied with the way the “Still,” said John Griffith, talking with his meticulous he cursed somebody’s impudence. Sometimes heeven paid were doing things. finger tips as well as his lips, “‘there must be causes, and the bills. Shirley knew that. He paid a whole fleet of ‘You simply ruined yourself sending me fiower until the causes are remedied I hardly see how a cure could them after that day when he made the lucky sale of West- leck,” she told him that night be effected. Of course the farmers in this part of the more and cleaned up a three-thousand-dollar commission ‘I didn’t send you half enough. I think I'll go get son country have really had a great deal to contend with. The They also spent quite a little extra money at that time in m Have you been meddling with my bills again crop failure, the excessive mortgage rates and the shrink- celebration. ‘No; but it does worry me. They're all gone and there age in value of their property have made it hard for many The bills for Shirley’s new silver-fox furbegan comingin _ si three dollars to pay.” of them to remain solvent.” shortly after that. She admired Aleck’s attitude and knew ‘Don't get yourself all wrinkled uy ivised Al ‘Tough,” Aleck agreed; ‘‘but somebody was making it was the feeling of a business man toward other business hat’s sixty-three dollars among so many more money right along. We all know that. Somebody was' men, but she could never feel quite comfortable in that “Do we owe such a lot, Aleck? sitting pretty, or there wouldn’t be so many new cars.

fur, with one bill scribbled over with urgent pleading for

Shirley Looked at the Check and for Some Reason Feit Ashamed and a Trifle Tearful. **Look, Aleck!"’

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24 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7,1927 OTHER PEOPLE’S TROUBLES i@ Just as His Legs Was Disappearing a Fiddle:Headed Brown Horse Was Pulled Up Sharp in Front of the Barn and Atop of Him Sat Miss Cecilia Timmey NTO Henry Albien’s store at Blueblanket one warm summer afternoon came Jesse Banning, a spruce and sturdy young ranchman from Witch Creek, and with him came the comparatively new Mrs. Banning, who obviously accounted for the spruce- ness. Jesse was not in gala attire, the only article of his ipparel that might have been considered unusual or out of keeping with blue denim overalls, hickory shirt and a hat that had braved storm and sun for five or six years being the necktie knotted at his throat and overspreading his manly chest; but every garment washable and ironable had been so thoroughly and conscientiously washed and relentlessly and superfluously ironed that together they set m apart among men, and when he greeted the lounging male group who from force of habit clustered about the ve, his manner had more than ashade of embarrassment. was gravely and overrespectfully ad- Prominent members of the group approved highly f the crease in his overalls, and flattering comment was made on the closeness of his shave and the polish of his boots. The necktie was acclaimed with positive enthusi- asm seemed to entertain doubt of the int erity of the compliments he received. His appearar d Je sse, howe ver, “Well, gentlemen, you grinning, slack-jawed apes,” he said, “I want to tell you that this here idee of soap and water and razors and brushes being harmful and injurious to the health and system is all a superstition—a theery that ain’t got no foundation of fact. You can use each and all of ’em regular and steady, day in and day out and year n and year out, and it won’t hurt you a particle after you get over the first shock. Don’t just take my word for it try it “T have ” said Tip Yoakum, a fellow rancher. I'm give t rstand that I was washed all over oncet when | young, and I lived through it, so there ument. And here’s my friend and neighbor, Ir. Stegg; I’ve seen him more than once a-slopping suds mself; and not only that but every so often he'll go ) work and wa the d he eat off of. You don’t need at you're the only one. I had a re ILLUSTRATED By Kennett Harris TEAGUE BY DONALD ‘‘But not as red as what Jess is a-wearing,’’ suggested the old bullwhacker named Stegg. ‘‘ You ain’t claiming that, Tip.” “‘Well, mebbe not so red as hisn,’”’ Tip owned after an- other careful look. ‘‘No, mine was just ord’nary red. I wore it when I was a-sparking Mis’ Yoakum, but I never could get the hang of tying it good, seemed like, and she had to tie it over for me. Jess has got a good scald on hisn, for all he’s so thick-fingered. I wonder Here young Mrs. Banning called her husband to the dry- goods counter, where Henry Albien was displaying two lengths of dress material unrolled from their bolts. The group heard her say: ‘‘ Which would you take, if you was me; I can’t make up my mind. I like this one, but the other’s awful pretty, too, and they’re both the same price.” Jess, in the liberal spirit of the newly wed, thought that she might take both, but the woman scouted the idea. ““Which would you have?” she persisted; and her hus- band, pinned down, voted for the green with the pink rase- buds. She considered that for some minutes with knitted brows and thoughtfully compressed lips, handling each pattern alternately, and draping it over a plump arm and shoulder. Finally she said, ‘‘ You don’t care if I take the other, do you, Jess? All right, then, I'll take that, Mr. Albien. No, I guess Yes, the yellow with the blue figure. That’s it.’ Henry hastened to measure and cut the pattern selected, and presently Mrs. Banning and her husband left the store with a large assortment of packages; whereupon Tip Yoakum remarked that there was nothing like getting ad- It was what his ” vice before a person decided what to do. asked him what she ought to do and then “If Jess wanted her to take the pink | and green, he ought to hz wife always did done the op’site. ive spoke up favoring the yaller and blue,” said Tip, w a wise wag of his head. “But he'll learr 1 in time that, but getting ad- said the old bull- “‘T wouldn't go so far’s to say vice is certainly a heap helpful,” whacker. “It starts a man to thinking for himself and acting according, and that gives him experience so’s he can give advice himself to them that needs it What’s more, it’s your duty to advise folks. If a man or a woman comes to me for a chunk of the wisdom and know!]- edge that I’ve been a-storing up for the last fifty years, do you think I'm a-going to turn ’em away empty? No, sir! I hand it out free and unstenting, and there’s a-many the man and woman that’s what they are today because they come to me and asked me what I'd do if I was them.” There was Julius C. Spinney—the old bullwhacker went on, the reminiscent gleam in his eye directed at the tin ware hanging from the ceiling. Julius was a boy that came to me for advice about as often as anybody I can remem ber. The very first time he laid eyes on me, and almost the first words he spoke, he asked me what he ought to doin a given case, and you might say that he didn’t never have no cause to regret it. I was a-running my livery at Minnekahta then, and one morning a covered wagon wit! a team of mules come up the street and stopped at Charley Fargo’s store. A husky-looking somebody with more red whiskers than he reely needed got out and hitched the mules, and while he was a-doing that a young feller that had been a-trailing behind him come up and begun to talk to him about something that he wasn’t interested in none whatsoever. He brushed by the young feller and went into the store, leaving him a-standing sort of like he didn't knew whether to foller in or stay where he was or what “It’s an outfit from Missouri,” says Harvey Bloss, who was chambermaiding and miscellaneous for me in them days. ‘‘Two more wagons and about fifty head of most] cows and calves,” he says. ‘‘They’re camped up the cree] about half a mile and they’re on their way to Whitewood Sol Wishart went up there this morning early and traded them that little pinto runt of his for a yearling heifer. | reckon Sol made ‘em think that pint “Fine ys. “If that’s might go back and finish washing off that bugg; Then I ” » Was a horse. and dandy,” I s reely so, you

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST went on braiding a popper on a whip I had been working Ose You didn’t t n t y ‘ yn, kind of studying whether it wouldn’t be worth while busted,” I sa meandering up to that camp with an old crowbait that had ‘I didn’t allow it was ne been on my hands for about a month and bantering ‘em for you tor a man that would \ ! ng i trade I was still a-turning that over in my mind wher a-gaping rgnt per r somebody come along and stopped right by me, and | so I asked you what you'd ooked up and seen it was the young feller that had been was me and a man wou t trying to talk to the man with the red whiskers I'd quit him,” I I ‘ “Howdy,” says he. That was his first word. Then he workforhimnomore A persor 4 ! iys, right out of a clear sky: “‘Say, mister, what would St ‘4 f ‘ u do if aman wouldn’t pay you the wages he’d agreed for w nw mé pay you, and wouldn’t let you ride the horse he’d agreed 1 nk Iw t for to fu h, m et let you ride in the wagon, and tay with m—specia t er t vouldn’t let 1 have anything to eat two mea 1 wa lay tod \ | nning, when he'd igreed to board u ind, ¢« top I a ert I ( ‘re to i 4 that, wouldn't ten to no argument ist told to go r ndne whic ill neve to hell?” ireot ‘ And nov ! took a good look at him, and he wasn’t no pret he I'll go talk t mebody t t bject. About twenty years old, I judged; but he was a gentleman and has got me sense I I e é n ill man size, taking him lengthways anyway. He was_ I can find him e né dark-compleeted en 1 to be a greaser, with a fall of I called to him t me ba as he ‘ straight black hair hiding the back of his neck down tothe wasa-walking off, and he stopped ar I t et collar of his shirt and a-past, and there was black smudges looked at me and then come of down on his upper lip and around his jaws. But when “I was a-joshing you and I had: “ go up t e right now you looked close at his eyes, which was set wide apart, you. ought to have I say Now t a to M ‘ r seen that they wasn’t black, but a dark blue; and his skin, me w com this me trou ‘ [ é V | where some tears in his shirt sleeve showed it, was as white ‘It’s because I’m a stranger he Jutius C. Spinney ! it the t I" he'd s anybody’s. That shirt of his wasn’t much more than and I ain’t never beer n t ags that was kept on him by an old buckskin vest With anywheres,”’ he says 1 kr what I fe e doit How w | iliu hat's wh orn buttons, and it looked like he’d wore it so long that right well, but I don't a know what ight to d vant to know \ tw id é t i you s wrists had growed out of it. The same way, his legs had He went on to tell me that t Toynbee, w was the to go to the me é ‘ me to got itgrowed his butternut pants, and he didn’t wear no man with the red whiskers ! talked him into the notion If he done that, | I ive tot ther me socks. Just a pair of these old-time bull-hide brogans on of coming out to the territory and making his everlasting and mea I his feet. It took me a little time to get all them points. fortune and had offered him ten dollars a month while he What other me \ it ‘ Howdy,” he says, a considerable louder. “Say, what was on the trail, just to ride with his tw nd the nquires Id iim t it 1 to no trouble if you would you do if a man wouldn’t pay you is cattle and keep ‘em | ny Nov thing bu ist tell n t | e I starter ere, Uncle ‘I ain’t deef, son,” I told him fun and cash money at the end of the trip ete Lovejoy § me atl e of advice. ‘Keep out of ia “T thought maybe you was,” says he; and then he says, Now that they was pretty near the end of it the sa eton ing and foolish and "ve got What would you do if you was me?” of a gun had figured that he could make it the rest of the right smart t iys Uncle Pete, ‘but as long as ‘I reckon the very first thing, I’d get me a haircut.” way without extry help and was a ling back the twer eep out of ja ill be a ght. I’ve been there twicet ‘Would you do that right away, or would you wait until dollars that was a-coming to Julius ¢ which he toldme and | w what I’m ta g about,’ he says. And 1 got the money in your jeans to pay for it?” he asksme. was his name — account of a vy u-coming up missing afte had ‘ ! hining and once { hawg stealing I liked that, kind of, but I thought I'd ride him a little a storm along the N rara W the bu tampeded = | t nice 1 mar more and see how he acted before I turned m)\ mpatny ne nignt Continued on Page 185 Julius Let Out a Comanche War Whoop as He Took a Fiying Leap and Lit on Fern, Feet and Fists Both in Action

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S THE fight game on the level? Since the preparation of a series of articles on boxers and their ways I have been asked that question by hundreds of earnest inquisitors in my own judgment, sport for sport’s sake must be amateur. By that I mean that one must, if he would see sheer sport, look to the lad whose mind is in no wise dis- torted by financial considerations as he lays his physical prowess upon the altar of public acclaim. Just as soon as the dollar sign asserts itself in sport, managers ippear. Even some of our so- called amateur managers have devised ways and means of ex- tracting the mighty dollar from Simon-pure activities. I it is safe to say that no sport their Think is wholly clean, because no sport has yet been able to attract unto itself none but angels. Whatever is human apparently subjected to the wiles of hu- manity. So long as men are men, boxing will not be entirely on the Add to this fundamental ind the additional weight of enormous purses and you have an indisputable answer Boxing is not always on the level. level. obvious fact to the question But I do not think that boxing s less h than many other things. I know banks that have failed, supposedly reputable merchants who have gouged the public behind a mask of dependability, and actresses who have lied about their age. In such a world, what can bye wholly on the level? onest There is a case on record of a college football player who raced through a broken field for a touchdown in the big game of the year. It was the deciding score of the play. In one superhuman effort he gathered unto himself fame, and for his college, victory. The lad thus achieved every- thing that every college lad holds dear. He could leave his alma mater in a blaze of glory that even the passing of years could not dim. When Temperament is Knocked Out ‘UT he whirled between the goal posts on that soggy ) field, breathed deep of the crisp autumn air, then strode down the field to the referee, and with eyes ablaze with a righteousness most commendable, admitted that he had stepped out of bounds and the score had not legally been made! The game ended in a tie. The college was im- in gloom. The lad with the tremendous honesty was graduated in silence. mersed [ mean—what have you? As a public favorite, a man is invariably temperamental. He rises to heights in his own glory. Just as soon as he is crown, he ll tre f temper: > ive av ew: > chs : all trace of temperament. A diva may swallow chameleons with her tea until her voice cracks, and the public claims emperament knocked bow-legged and shorn of his loses Just as soon as the aperture in the vocal ords asserts itself, she abhors chameleons and often does not even expect the tea Convince a human that the public is mad about him and he becomes temperamental. Shower him with money and he bubbles between the ears accordingly. But every human has lucid moments. Such lucid and self-analytical moments teach your artist that the public is crazy about a very ordinary crea- ture, after all. Knowing how truly human he really is, he wonders why humanity fawns upon him. Shortly he arrives at the inevitable and the cor- rect answer: The public is soon gor fy ' THE SATURDAY EVENING POST At Game om the Level? WYNCTIE In the fight game, the manager appears at that instant. Like the hero of the melodrama, he is Johnny- on-the-spot just before the beauti- ful heroine slips into the mill race with an anchor about her alabaster neck. He snatches the fighter from the unremunerative mire of sport and deposits him bodily upon the solid bank of financial power. “You ain’t going to fight forever, you know,” he coun- sels the fighter. ‘‘No guy ever did yet. The game is to get the dough while the getting is good, and I’m the large- hearted fellow to steer you into shekels.”’ Thus the fighter is apt to fight if, as and when—to say nothing of how and who—the manager dictates. He is taught the art of preserving his hands and hiding his chin. He is, in a broad sense, highly trained in the science of preventing that which the public has paid to see. He is sent on barnstorming trips that offer him little competition and make him much money. He is schooled in the art of success rather than the glory of sports. He becomes a contrivance of fighting sense and avoirdu- pois, a machine that grinds out money by its ability to His career shapes itself He is matched mete out emphasized massages. to the requirements of financial fighting. only with men his smarter manager believes he can defeat. True sport rather suffers under this manipulation. Behind him stands a manager who does not know the meaning of “‘fight’’ in many cases. He hands out a lot of wise conversation and may be of vast help to his fighter during the battle. But in the main he does not possess the fighting urge any more than he does the diva’s voice. He never really sipped the nectar of a swat on the chin. Let me give you an instance: I know well one who, in my opinion, was one of the master fighters of all time. Tricky, shrewd, courageous, strong, fast, and a schemer for victory. This great fighter had a relative, a desultory fighter, thinking in terms of dollars and without the true fighting urge. He has often said to me that this man, though he got nowhere in the ring, was a greater fighter than himself but for one weakness. He would not stand up and fight when the going got rough. “One night,” the great fighter told me, “this man comes to me and he says, ‘Kid, I’m workin’ against a bum an’ | want you to come in my corner.’ ““*Not a chance,’ I tells him. ‘Not a chance! You'd fold up on me again an’ I’d be standin’ in your corner with the crowd callin’ yellow. You'll quit with the first paste on the dial!’ TILLUS TRATED BY ‘You Ain't Going to Fight Forever,’’ He Counsels the Fighter. ‘‘No Guy Ever Did Yet"’ May 7,1927 in your corner he asks me ‘Honest now, how many? How much dough have I made for you in gettin’ bigger purses than you KING had the brains to get?’ ““Well,”’ continued the cham- pion, “he had me there. He was very smart—the smartest in the family, an’ he could see a dime for thirty miles with just the naked eye. Sol told him at last that I'd go in his corner if he would gimme his oath not to quit. He gimme his oath, but I knew him too well ~ to believe it, so I told him I'd be waitin’ outside the ring if he laid down, an’ I'd beat his head off for him. He knew I would too.” Both Ends of the Purse ring an’ the “WE GO to the fight starts. He isin th workin’ pretty. I never knew a guy that could fight like he could till he got hit! “When he comes in after the first round I tell him to play this boob safe an’ keep away; just to keep shootin’ his left pretty an’ cross his right from the shoulder ‘An’ re- member,’ I tells him again, ‘if he happens to connect, don’t pick a soft spot! If you do, I'll murder when the chance come. you before you're outa the ring.’ ‘ na Act yer age } ] he tells me. ‘I wouldn’t quit to this mug fer nothin’! I’m beatin’ himtoevery punch, yuh sap!’ “But | knew that kid! An’ sure enough, in the second round this farmer hooks a light one to the ear and my man starts backin’ away. I can see it comin’ an’ [ holler at him so loud he gets scared into fightin’. He steps in. lightnin’ he was, an’ crosses his right to this bimbo’s chin. Down goes the goofer like a window shade “The kid stands in there smilin’ at me an’ rubbin’ his ear. I’m outside the corner makin’ signs with both mitts I don’t want him to let that ham get started after the count. But the goofer makes the grade. He’s up at seven an’ I’m cuckoo if my man don’t start backin’ He ain’t a finisher, see? All he had to do was step in an’ crease two rounds. He Fast as away! this blubber once more an’ we cop in coulda blew him over! “But no! He's backin’ off! An’ the first thing I know the bum gets into a clinch to save hisself. The referee breaks ‘em and the bum throws a right that wasn’t no harder’n the fuzz on a peach. The kid takes it on the chin an’ flops. As soon as he went down I knew he wouldn't get up. He never got up in his life. “The referee is countin’ over him an’ I know he’s done a dive, so I’m plannin’ to paste him more’n he’d took by stickin’ on with the bum. I’m lookin’ at him steady an’ mad. What he’s got comin’ is plenty, believe ‘*He musta seen me, ’cause he winked once, an’ over to me ‘Wait me! as soor as he was counted out he jumped up an’ ran ***Now don’t start nothin’,’ he whispers till yuh get the story, kid. That guy took my right on the whiskers an’ comes right into a clinch tuh tell me that his end o’ the dough comes to me if I let him stick the distance!’ ***Not only that,’ I answers him quick, ‘I'll let you knock me cold if you're on the level quick But remember—I git the dough or you git killed! ***So don’t be a mug. I’m comin’ out with both ends of the purse.’”’

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the facts The = f~ | \ \gs one mar! i a | \ ~ , \\ fighting tempera |, ¥ m pe . x, ment would me {\ \) } rathe get no \ \\ v yone th nt rs J mor i ave = { t é crowd ee rT IY r ed out The other meas ured a things the ine pable difference. Where the fighter would have battled on to the last gasp of consciousness, the other quit as soon as he saw profit. Not only did he let the other fighter stay—he let him win. And that merely to save himself the effort and discomfort of fighting through the heduled rounds. When the money consideration was ettled, the fight, for him, was over }earing in mind that the fighting brain is not a keen one except when in the ring, you can see how easily the mana- gerial end of the profession dominates. For no human is going to cast aside real money if he is convinced that the proper thing to do is take it. Managers are great convincers. f es fights are fixed without the knowledge of rnters

There have undoubtedly been

some odoriferous affairs in the last few years Three Love Taps and Outs | ONCE engaged in a minor bout myself where it was ade clear to me that sharper heads than my own were governing the tide of battle. The situation lent itself to that sort of thing. The lad I was boxing had suffered

defeat at my hands but a short time before and the margin of my victory over him was so narrow that some did not

concede it. When the other boxer announced that he had not trained for the fight and had accepted it on three days’ notice, interest was rife for another meeting when he should |} » had the advantage of training.

agreed and we met. He certainly was in the pink of

that night. His eyes were clear as crystal, his n a genuine pink and every abdominal muscle showed plainly as the corrugations of a washboard. The betting was even and there was plenty of money He then other fellow to loose. One man I[ know bet $1000 on me to win talk and bet $1000 on th was quite willing thus to equaliz 1 cite tk heard all the win. He loss and gain.

’ 1 e nis chances ol e instance to show how closely matched we were The minute the fighting started I knew that something . was amis My first blow was a very light left to the head. close and I shot We were working lr the punch only to straighten him and prevent the appearance of his head under my chin. There was almost no power in the punch; it was entirely a aelensive measure To my amazement he staggered back so realist cally that the second | thought at first that he was try- crowd was on ts feet in a spht ng to lure me or However, he quickly slipped into a clinch and hung there. I knew that he could not be hurt, was dead certain that trickery was afoot. So certain was I that I promptly butted top of my him with the head and opened a slight

cut on his eye. “Come to it,” Lurged him, “let's see what the racket 099 He broke ered. I rapidly 1s away and cov- followed him as y as I him off balance and swung a for the face. I dared, feinted harp right did not put my body into the blow, as I did not dare per- mit my balance to be dis- turbed. Though I was attacking, I wanted to be ready for instantaneous re- treat until I was aware of just what his trick would be. trick came. whi Twenty first fight I had hit him three hard without getting any real effects. This But no aught his My second blow

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time | nees sagged and he gave ¢ evidence going aowr I am sure that I was more uncerta yf t rs than he Va Su t t i ese were ye r r y f t game and to my experniencs ntended t va deed jut I punched ag f A t pose of seeing Just what he i d what wou The blow glanced « forehead and he mpt went down f the 1 nt I know t rht w lake yut iw pow ess to prevent the thing r Suspected it u to me Oo eas to me Someone had been smart. They had capitalized t keen interest in the fight and made of it a sure thing the gamblers I it f mmon dangé Where ify sums are bet on fights, no matter what odd e give l'o the man ou le the game, he whose interest is ir flying glove the things that the fighters are abie to acne , | would like to give a message Never bet on a big fight. Under the influence of large purses and wily mar agers, the fig s apt to be misjudged. So much hast become t the making oO! an important ring mat today 1s d by as much formality as the ancient gathering of a royal court But what percentage of fights are really ring titles? Therein lies a thought For real fighting, see the relatively unimportant fights When a man becomes champion, or challenger, he finds himself in so precarious a position that his every move is guarded by a crew of managers. He cannot be himself, cannot take the chances in a ring that the average DOY gladly assumes. That slows down fighting in the interest of money Again, the greater the interest, the greater the betting Thirty minutes of action has been known to mean $1,000, 000 in this hectie age of financial swat. The boxing commissions have helped matters a good deal despite common belief to the contrary, but there are still many things to be done to safeguard the game The recent promotorial war in the big fight centers has tended to distort values. Managers demand hundreds of thousands with the nonchalance of a bogus count buying The money comes in at the gate and there is no They earn cigarettes good reason why the fighters should not have it. it. If they do not get it, the promoters and managers will Promoters, realizing the tremendous earning power of a prominent fighter, manage to tie him to cont racts before they will give him the chan: which brings him his promi This good lad who believes he can heat thus climb the heights, nence. means that a another good agree tot ght only moter who gives him his initial chance to prove his wort The danger

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He Would Not When the THE SATURDAY EVENING POST € v € j J | nowr te f S ] now t le Ww ( « “« , ‘ erhaps | and everything that Matchmaking andr The promoter mu blood. The manager n promo n thus | does that through the nents [The o exceptior rises of men who were we read of one of stopped in I tra ~ unknown wW get | I the fence ne nad to nave a rd ge 1 cor te In m idgment t turns. A short tims nt Ford was sued for $25 game. I have pro one W Iindubitab we fare of mar nd with that statement that fact, go to the sm: reasonable price « working with their eve ing; there is the st me, give me a!

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Sl. Iho Itc NE 13, 1917, General Pershing eached France. Ger- lan submarines and mines na K 3,200, months ; own soil intouched, had fought the war in tne west en- rely in France and Belgium. Only one German offensive, that led, and she had withstood rdun, hé d attack nee the Marne. Rus- was quitting. Ni- elle’s heralded offen- 917 had failed at French soldiers were being shot in mutiny ts were ind : . : powertu: In the civil government He found the Allied hig! ommands and overnments content th the defensive intil our numbers uld restore them to the offensive, and | the he ld second week in July General Pershing had made enches By the ip his mind to a number of things 1,000,000 fighting men in France in less than must plan on a minimum of 3,000,000 widely They were that we must have year; tnat we that the mission of our Army was offensive, eventualls that it would take the aggressive and main- that it would be ot defensive tain it as rapidly as it could be trained; trained primarily in at the war would be decided in the open; that the Amer- an soldiers would fight under their own flag and their as Allied replacements; that our offensive tactics and open warfare; and own officers, not The Infantryman's Weapons: THE SATURDAY EVENING POST By MAJOR GENERAL HUNTER LIGGETT, U.S. Als RETIRED, WITH WESLEY WINANS STOUT bulk of her munitions materials, and the important coal fields east of Metz. The center of the German line had its back to the Ar- dennes Mountains, through which there were no serv- iceable railroads or highways, and all supplies and evacuations of the enemy armies in Northern France were dependent on two great railroad systems. One passed to the west of the Ardennes through Belgium into Germany at Liége; the other ran eastward in front of the Ardennes, parallel to the front, then through the Moselle Valley into Germany. It had many radial lines, but from Carignan Army would ask for a front of vi wn--the most formidable ont in France The Main Artery > REACHED these con- is asoldie rseeking kest and most effective way of winning the war, after weighing of all considera- ons, not as a man looking to grandize himself or his army or his country. His reasons will e found in his admirably brief il report of September 1, 119, which few of his country- nen have read Our mission was offensive was essential to make ans {for str ng the enemy where a definite military deci- oO ild be gained,’’ he wrote ere Rougt from the Champagne to Metz there was yng stretch of front where the ner vulnerable strateg overed one of the iilroad arter- es of tl France, pro- ecte ron fields, from - — was getting the The S8th U. S$. Infantry Headquarters Confers Quer a Sector Map, Cherry Farm, August 9, 1918 Hand Grenade, Rifle and Bayonet, Automatic Rifle, Machine Gun,'37«:Millimeter here Cannon, Rifle Grenade, 3:Inch Trench Mortar and the Tank. The Machine Gunner Also Carries a Pistol F May 7,1927 through Sedan to Méziéres four-track there was a section through which all traf fic must flow. Should eithe rof thess tworail road systems be cut betore the enemy could withdraw by the otner, It would mean lisaster to his armies n Northern France, but the Carignar 5 Sedan-Méziéres line was much tne nearer to the front. Fortifications TMHE German had a battle line and three withdrawal line from the sea to the tains Moun he distance betweer Vosges the battle line and the hdrawal line was as much as sixt} e kilometers, Dut he center the line on erged Sharply protect the great lat eral iliroad, and the cinity of the Meuse River, it wa oO! r gnteen to twenty kilometer from No Man’s Land Yet been to the last stand the enemy had rtually unmolested since 1914 except lor the heroic give and-take around the citadel of Verdun. It was partly with the idea of better protecting his lateral railroad that the German had tried so desperately to take Verdun This was no discovery of ours; the strategic advantage of a gain on this front leaped to the military eye, and it was not for lack of perception that the Allies had let it alone The British were of the Channel. The protection of Paris, and this region did not threaten Pari directly. Neither troops to take care of their major jobs and to operate else pinned down to Flanders and the defense first interest of the Frenct was tne the French nor the British had enoug}! where on a large scale. Ther the sore thumb of the St.-Mihie salient had beer ticking ou here since 1914 to threaten the ank of any offensive either to the eastor the westof the Meus« There was a further decisive factor. In full appreciation of his Vulnerability here he er emy had been fort t fo four years, until he 1a cor tinuous series oO! lortifications some twenty kilometers deep In strength and skill these for tifications were second to the Siegfried Position, to be cor quered later by the British, but there the country itself offered almost no Here only slightly less formidable fortil cations were backed superbly land. The Meuse pro tected the enemy’s left flank and gave him a made-to-orde by the lie of the heights east of the artillery position from which he could fire obliquely on the west bank. The elaborately and i: geniously fortified Argonne For est could conceal any amount

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST the guns on the Meuse heights, pour a crossfire against an declaration of war until less than a month prior to the \. E. F. as a replaceme attack. Midway the heights of Montfaucon gave him per- Armistice, our Allies endeavored by argument epleted It w r A fect observation and a naturally strong defensive position. flattery; by counsels of panic and prophecies of disaster; of meeting the emerger Here were great number The whole region was masked and tortuous, one of dense by social, political and military pressure; ingratiating, physically and menta It § , tr woods and thickets, steep and rocky ridges, valleys and plausible, necessitous--diminishing as our troops began to How better to u ravines, and in front there was a devastated area. The show their wares, but not abandoned until victory wa \ \ whole constituted much the strongest position on the certain—to sway the Western Front, and the Allies had put it down as impreg- United States from its nable for all practical purposes. insistence on an indepen General Pershing asked for this front for the American dent American Army Army, believing it to be the enemy’s solar plexus and that working in concert wit! he had the only army capable of breaking through it. It the Allies under the stra- was a green army, but it would learn, and it had youth and _ tegic direction of an Al- drive, which none of the other tired belligerents could lied generalissimo recover. There was nothing sin- There was a further reason. The ports, railroads and ister in these efforts highways of Northern France were overtaxed already in There may have been serving the British and French. If we were to take afront political, national or dy farther west we should have to use crowded ports and cut nastic motives in the across the British and French lines of supply with of ourown. But with a Meuse front it would be feasible to main the Allied govern- employ the little-used ports of Southwestern France, ments and high com- St.-Nazaire, La Pallice, Bassens, Bayonne, St.-Malo, mands were sincere in Sables d’Olonne and even Toulon and Marseilles. From their fears and doubts; this region there were existing railroads which could be and being sincere, their expanded, and new railroads and highways were practi- importunities were the The Bulwark 1ew ones background; but in the cable. Later we did build 1000 miles of néw standard- more pressing. With no ‘ rs, who gauge railway in France and bring over 1500 locomotives understanding of our na- the the and 20,000 cars, as well as repair 1900 French engines and _ tional psychology, it was wit! expe 50,000 cars. reasonable, even obvious, ence g mar as they saw it, to use the Kr ng e € As the Job Grew, So the Man Ue nent E GOT this front and all the rest of his program with two At Right—Capt. Ricken tica s) n unavoidable exceptions. Lack of shipping prevented backer Just After e ter ist pr us from having even a half of 1,000,000 men in France by Receiving the BD. 5. C. ‘ g the wi th May, 1918, and the desperate emergencies of the Allies ee ene sees ‘ t} forced us to send divisions into battle before they had com- ( e ul e gener pleted their minimum of training. He won his points, ‘ t to « however, only after a year of stubborn resistance to os rectand supply corps ae mis when we had nown no larger nit } pressure to permit our army to be used as a re- placement depot for the Allies. I have known General Pershing for many years. We served together in Mindanao, both captains in the Regular Army with temporary rank of majors of volunteers. I doubt that any other man in the American Army could have done the job in France quite as well. The task of shaping, directing and leading to | success in the greatest of wars much | the greatest army ever to fight a hemi- | sphere removed from its base and \ government, called for striking abili- ties. It was a staggering job, and as the job grew he grew with it. That is encomium enough for any man. He had, in addition, to be diplomat and politician and withstand equably but firmly such personal urgency as no soldier, I think, ever before experienced. From the day of our mitabie w as UL lemence at Continued on Page 14! The Raw Material. New York City Recruits at Van Cortiand Park The First Winter. A Hatt in a Rainbow Above — General Pershing Introducing Secretary Baker to General Liggett. General Harbord at the Right. Gondrecourt, Division Unit's Training March March, 1918

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30 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Vile PULL IBY DOOR cautiously and the pale yellow light disclosed a flash of bizarre costume. Then the light was blotted the closing of the door, and the com- iz man who owned the costume The shadow groped its way to a Sad eyes opened out by plexion of the 1 the gloom. limply against the trunk thereof. cautious exit merged witt tree and leaned stared at the shuttered house from which the had just been made, anda sepulchral voice moaned through the night. ‘Disaster,”’ said the voice, “‘you has sholy slapped me jaw!” The stranger n the moved forlornly to a broad and deserted thoroughfare. Far to the left bright lights beckoned, and large feet were turned in that direction. A corner are lown and limned the black gentleman’s costume. incased in a luxurious som- About an amazingly skinny neck a bandanna f had been knotted. This descended in a point of respectable dimensions and covered a por- tion of the A large, metal-studded belt supported cowboy pants which were concealed in front by a pair of unsha Beneath the hirsute trousers of sharp-pointed toes proclaimed riding boots, and to the rear of jangled a pair of enormous spurs. jut the gentleman neither rolled nor swaggered. In the dark and silent house back yonder on Avenue E, he had left the ultimate penny of his money. A double-ended straight flush had stubbornly refused to fill, even after spirited betting before the draw, and thereafter his com- panions refused to believe that he was not bluffing. The costumed person thereupon immediately swore off poker ind entertained a gnawing suspicion that he temporarily resigned from eating. Herod Spangle disliked Birmingham. It had trez badly and gave promise of adding insult to dire injury. He was a stranger in a strange land and on intimate terms Even his chosen profession had closed ainst him. He had free-lanced into the city, hoping to secure bookings for at least a week at the local where blazed « A small head was liberally brero handkerchie over a chest heekered shirt ven chaps. a pail f these had also ited him with bankruptcy. its doors ag he could interest audi- throwing and convulse them But the managers of the local house explained ced solid and not making sufficient in this hot weather to augment their bill. ation to the poker game followed. Herod played em close to his stalwart chest until the four-flush episode, olored-vaudeville theater, ences in his repe with a monologue they cash pront that tnat were book An invit when he learned once and for all that cards are no good nless as them. His faith in human nature dropped to zero and his worry about the future became an obsession. Lvs TRA TE DO BY . ° G By Octavus oni Cohen OULD The hour was late when the friendless Mr. Spangle reached that section of Eighteenth Street between Third and Fourth avenues which marks the civic center of Bir- mingham’s Darktown. The Champion and Frolic theaters a few late patrons; from Bud Peaglar’s Bar- Room & Billiard Parlor came the click of ivory balls and the tantalizing odors of crispy pork and succulent Brunswick stew. Herod, finding himself irre- sistibly attracted by the lusciously unattainable, stationed himself outside Bud’s place and permitted himself the vicarious and definitely harrowing pleasure of watching others eat. There was one man in particular—a gentleman much smaller than Herod—who consumed huge quantities of food with crescendo enthusiasm. This slender person wore horn-rimmed goggles, sport shirt, wide belt, knickers and putties. A large cap sat on the stool beside him, and such remarks as were flung in his direction seemed to be freighted with great respect. A person of some importance, reflected the unhappy Herod, and certainly possessed of a devastating appetite. Eventually the knickered person rose, paid his check and sallied into the night, puffing languidly on a fragrant Turkish cigarette. His eye fell on the startling figure of the dusky cowboy. He scrutinized Mr. Spangle closely, seemed about to speak, changed his mind and moved slowly up the street. Herod stared after him. And just when he had determined to follow, the knickered person turned and walked directly to Mr. Spangle. ‘Feller,”’ inquired the little man in a firm, positive voice, “‘who is you?” “Tl is Herod Spangle,”’ returned the stranger, eager to cultivate this gentleman who treated food so informally. ‘I is an actor!” The other rubbed one hand across his eyes. ‘‘ Well, hush my mouf! An’ they say the miracle business is dead!”’ ““Yas-suh’’—Herod was willing to talk for the sake of killing time—‘‘ they suttinly do.”’ ‘My name,” proffered the other man with a large and proud gesture, “‘is Julius Cesar C lump. I is chief director an’ manager of production fo’ * The Midnight Pictures Corporation, Inc.!"’ inter- rupted Herod in an awed whisper. ‘‘ Great wiggilin’ tripe!”’ He stared pop-eyed at the strut- ful little man. So this was the great, disgorged becue Lunch May 7, 1927 HORNS the incomparable, the superb Mr. Clump This was the genius behind the amazingly successful two-reel slapstick which emigrated twenty-six times a year from Bir- mingham to convulse with laughter the patrons of more than one hundred and seventy first-run motion- picture houses throughout the length and breadth of the land of the fee! Mr. Clump linked his arm in the elbow of his new-found acquaintance. ‘“‘What you doin’ in Bumminham, Mistul Spangle?”’ “Nothin’,” returned Herod honestly. ‘An’ lots of it.” “H’m!”’ Cesar donned his mask of professional in scrutability. “‘How would you like a job with Midnight?”’ Herod stumbled. ‘‘That would be the fondest thing | could possibly be of, Mistuh Clump.”’ “‘Just one pitcher. One, mind you “T aecepts.”’ Herod lowered his voice that sal’ry payable in adwance, is there?”’ comedies Fo’ a flat sal’ry.”’ ‘Ain’t none of ““Nope!’’ Clump was disturbingly quick to see that Mr Spangle was in financial straits. ‘‘Nary nickel. But one hund’ed dollars cash money the minute the pitcher i finished.’”’ The director’s eyes narrowed craftily. 3y the way, Mistuh Spangle, has you got any objection to joinir me in a li’l barbecue while we talk ‘“*N-n-n-no, Ise willin’ They entered Bud’s place, minutes, Herod forgot everything save that |} both food and an appetite. Director Clump watched the man interestedly and drew correct conclusions. Here was a stranger who was broke. Not a dime in his possessior business?’ to eat with you.” s-suh. where, for the ensuing ten e pe ssessed probably; else he’d have been unable to resist the lure of Bud’s lunch counter. He was an actor and a cow boy “‘Is you a real cowboy?” questioned the director sharply Herod looked up, fear snatching at him. ‘‘Golla, mis tuh director, don’t I look like one?”’ ‘Uh-huh. But looks like ain’t always is. I asks you direck: Is you or is you ain't?” ‘Man, I is! I is the I tames the wildest cows so they eats licks my face. nothin’ but cream the world about bofe cows an’ ‘How about bulldogging?”’ ‘“‘We-e-ell, to tell the truth, Mistuh (¢ keen on bulldogs. You see P “*T mean bulldoggin’ a steer? world’s champeen cullud cowboy out of my han’s an’ Cows what I does business with don’t give I know ev’) they is so gentle boys an’ so ‘lump, I ain’t He Negotiated a Large Detour and Approached the Bull From the Front. The Animat Paid No Attention to Him

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‘ a, o ‘“‘What S'curity You Got, Mistuh Spangle? if You Ain't Got Any You Might as Well Return Back the Way You Come"’ "Cause ‘Oh! Tha’s diff’ent.” meant, but he was of no mind to lose this glittering oppor- tunity. “Of co’se I can do that. steerin’ one. It’s positively a pleasure.” “Hi’m! You ever been on a range?” Hlerod made a deprecating gesture, drawing picture of a certain range whereon breakfast bacon was ‘You kids with me, Mistuh Clump.”’ ‘You has, then?”’ } ‘Sholy. Ranges is the most things I like, Herod had no idea what Clump They ain’t no trouble a mental sizzl ng ‘cept what comes off ’em.” Clump got down to business. ‘Our author, Forcep Swain, has fo’ a long time had a scenario ’bout a cullud cowboy,” he explained. ‘‘ The big comic scene in it is where tha’s you—bulldogs a steer. We tried to git Opus Randall to play the part an’ we tried to git Welford Potts. All two of them said they’d quit their jobs befo’ they done anythin’ like that. They said they hadn’t never been brung up with no cows an’ didn’t care ’bout bein’ ‘traduced to ’em now. But if you is willin’ to do it fo’ one hund’ed dollars, an’ fifty dollars a week fo’ any time mo’ the hero than two weeks the pitcher takes ‘I don't I agrees.” care what you requests me to do, Director Clump ‘You signs a writin’?”’ ‘T signs anythin’ but a check.’ *‘Good!” scribbled a somewhat informal, but thoroughly binding, “This contrack says you will do whatever you Cwsar produced notebook and pencil and contract. is tol’ an’ furthermo’ an’ pacifically that you agrees to bulldog a wile steer in the pitcher an’ if they is any fakin’ you don’t git a dime. Also that no money ain’t payable to you until the bulldoggin’ is all completed. What says you?” ‘I says gimme that pencil.” Ten minutes later, Mr. Herod Spangle, gorged w barbecue and radiant over the Thespian forces of the Midnight Pictures Corporation, Inc., separated from his friend and benefactor, after prom- ising to be on the lot early the following morning. But, once prospect of jolning the alone, Mr. Spangle scratched the top of his head and voiced a question which was causing him considerable bewilderment “I wonder what that feller meant "bout steerin’ a bull- dog?”’ Frankly, in sheer desperation, The facts of the these: He was a vaudeville monologist of no mean ability During the course of his Mr. Spangle had, some what exaggerated his prowess. case were and he handled a lariat deftly comic cracks on the stage he amused his hearers by a series THE SATURDAY EVENING POST

of whirling loops and dainty little rope tz W erved ferod ang mr 1 himself in w But ¢ to lend verisimilitude to his cowboy preter r He ld a led him little time rt ight. | whirl loops of rope about his head, make his lariat rise ar to the y roon ere the expert Floriaz upp fall over his body and he could leap in and out of the hemper ed hir x a tir rt n circle Beyond that he was helple Mr. Spangle had never been west of the M fe he had atter te t iea ( t Y ‘ the horse had returne r triur I I nig Spangle was oppressed by the gnawing nece tie I tne mse na ae t t the imm« moment, and in addition thereto entertained fond hope perhaps succeeding in adding his name to the permanent eft uN ( roster of Midnight actors. gs i The following morning he presented himself at the M ean ttley ( Now he N night studio, a vast and rickety ware ise wl id be er exc converted into a creditable motion-picture-productior wher plant. The gateman let him through and he walked into for the blinding glare of Cooper-Hewitts, sun ares, broadside On Eighteent and spotlights. One unit, under the direction of the mild ¢ t ght i ' but efficient Eddie Fizz, was preparing to shoot a scene rustling and spu ingling, Herod n But all looked toward the ama r newcomer about whon ame ir ‘ . they had heard from Director Clump. and old magazine In |} wr isit g Clump himself came forward and performed introdu Semore Ma was ir He ‘ tions. The actors made it quite clear that they were de appraising], Customer lighted to meet Mr. Spangle

careers that they had ever experienced the pleasure of ‘H becoming personally acquainted with a colored cowboy, “What rity you got, Mistul ‘ Cause and each of them—particularly those who belonged to the you ain't got any you might as well ret feminine gender—announced that they were looking for you come ward with keen anticipation to the great scene wherein he Herod gasp é ected | I x was to bulldog a wild steer. s’curity of the Midnight Pictures Cort [ Mr. Spangle was in fine fettle. He realized that he had you owns sto in Is that good enoug at last come into his own. He lounged around for an hour Siddowr or so and watched the taking of pictures. He became en Mr. Spangle made wn his imme ‘ amored of the hectic rush and bustle which bespoke eff plained the present stringency. Semore extended a ciency even while it looked like chaos. Then he answered claw **Lemme see them contra H the summons of Director Clump and moved to a corner minute care. Ther I lend f , set for screen te rhe following morning—the new actor having subsisted His cold eyes focused on the e of } dM meanwhile on one dollar borrowed from Director Clump Spangle knew that argument would a Herod underwent the thrill of seeing his own face upon the Continued on Page 133 screen. He decided instantly and unanimously that he was a riot. As a matter of fact, even Director Clump and President Orifice R. Latimer agr » new man si usually well. His stocky figure and round face showed up in pleasing relief from any angle; ther were no deep lines and the abnormally skinny neck to mar the photog help rather than a handicap

The three men moved from the project together, and immediately outside they er tered an emaciated little man with a face é hawk, a semibald head and clothes of astouns antiquity. Herod stared in fascination at the ove large black alpaca coat of the small man as he cepted the introduction. ‘*Mistuh Spangle, meet M Mashby. Semore, this is actors Mistuh He 1 Spang They shook hand Semore squinted appraising]s Gwine sti with the comp’ny pummaner tuh Spangle?”’ ‘*We-e-el] contracted fo’ one pitche “Beal walked off. Herod stared after him “Who is that feller, Directs Clump? What does he do?” “He's ‘ richest cullud men in Bumminhan n Mid

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a loan s un’ one of the He owns some stock night an’ nobody like him He “You say he len’s mone: to folks?”’ *‘Uh-hul Previde got solid gol security “J wonder liste Brother Clump. How ‘bo leavin’ me have a li'l’ ad wance on my sal'ry?’ ‘Nothin’ stirrir “Why?” “Dp ” ¢ Because " snapped é director in his mo nha boiled manner, ‘‘us has lost out frequent by pay trar gers in adwance. Us pays! the job an’ not by time, ar youg ts yo’ money whe ¢ ‘“*Gosh, When They Lets I an’ the Cow in Yonder an’ Shuts Them Tu Gates, We Couldn't Neither of Us Git Out, Could We iob is th’'oo. Tha r

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“‘Look Out, Les!"’ Annie Called Again, Breathtessly, as She Stumbled Toward Them Through the Deep Dust. ‘‘He's in That Pocket!"’ Got a Gun HE the with the labor that engaged them both; nothing in alk between two women, as their occasional llabiec question and answer to suggest that either of then thought of anything beyond the hand-smooth routine of the tchen. Even when Annie Hoban carried the pan of early peas out to the wooden settle that stood against the wall of the inset porch, her husband’s mother held to the rude aiptomacy of her habit I'd just as soon shell the peas, Annie, if you'll tend t these pies Annie shook her head. ‘It’s no use, ma. I know what ou're up to. I’m not going to hide from him. When he comes he’s going to see me like this It's no use trying tl ena me up the hill after berries. I’m going to have out with him Mrs. Hoba ame to the door ‘Maybe he wont he said deliberately ‘It’s a right out-o’-the-wa ; get te come Annie Hoban spoke positively He’)] me today. I know Phil Webb. He got out yesterday ine first t ng he'll do is She stopped pressing her ps togethe He'd find me, even if I hadn’t written that etter to Sid Lemberger before I knew I was going to stay nere ‘If you took a pail and went up after some blackcaps, | could tend to hin Mr Hoban said lhere isn’t any 30m wh But there is. That's just it. I—I’ve got to have yut with him, ma. It—it wouldn’t settle anything, any other way ‘Wa t be anything to settle, if he di eal know you was here The older woman held doggedly to her ground I—I’d just as soon lie to him, Annie * ave him think i'd gene back to the city or something.’ Annie Hoban laughed ‘You're just thinking about f he went not Phil! By about it m. You think it would be all settled He wouldn't alway away there dealt was excnange ol mono and the time ne THE ILLUSTRATED it wouldn’t matte if he didn’t I’m not thinking about him I didn’t see him I didn't ny about myseil nave t out with him ‘No call to, Annie. It was all settled when you married Les Again Annie laughed Is anytl ing ever settled?” Her voice was | ars! “Do yuu think there haven't been times when I've prett nearly rone crazy up here? Do you think just getting marrie even to Les, make me forget everything else that eve happened to me? That's how it happens in the books and movies you get Married and live nhappily ever after! You settle down to washing dishes and darning soc KS and never even think of any other man or any other kind of a life! Well, that isn’t how ’s happened to me! Do you think times when I’ve wished I'd gone ti ing h ? Do you think I’ve n and the hills?” nstead of ere ever hat Les and you She out her arm in a floor flung swift, toward the passionate gesture valley, its flat checkerboarded with the green grasslands and the gold of wheat fields riper harvest, toward the westward farmed to the st ol its gentler slope and carrying the pattern to the s ine where, here and there, a house or a fringe of orchard stood background of a shining cloud that seemed out against the to touch the eartl “It suits you and Les,”’ she said more quietly. “ You've never known anytl ZX else But I have! And the farthe I get away from it-——from the way I used to live, I mea e better seem ‘If you and Les * the old woman begar Annie interrupted, her voice suddenly fierce, “I knew you wouldn't understand. Les—why, I'd kill any other man in the world to make him happier! I'd kill myself! It'd be easier, sometimes, this way! That’s why I’y to find out what he’s really to do that than to go on living Phil Webb! I've got It’s too easy to forget dead tired e got to see like! It’s too easy, when Les comes in from his work, 1 xy and hungry, like a horse, to remember how Phi It to and sleey s dinner suit—-to remember how it fe a party used to look in hi somewhere I want to him for be going out wit! SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7,1927 We SHORT CUT7 *®y Hugh MacNair Kealaller ROBERT £. JOHNSTON of it the side I’m forget ting! I want to see im the way he’ll look now, after a year in Stillburn Pri She drew in her breath between set teet! ‘Don’t you see Don't yo inderstand why I’ve got t be here when he comes I’ve got to look at him out of Annie Hoban’s eyes, so that I car iit remembering how 7 t ised and her ne used To look 0 € pa voice dropped a tone. “'To—to the Frayne womar There was a little silence. The olde woman s O1ce t n, mild, deliberate, broke it I yuess maybe it would be just f was to see m,”’ she said Apt to, ar Ov that’s him coming onder Annie Hoban’s glance leaped to the ap in the woods where the cableway ward the highroad dropped down t invisible under the shoulder of the hill. She sat motionles as the man approached, his feet lifting t ny puffs of dust from the dry bed of e lane. His coat was carriec the and the br gt blurred with sweat where it touched the sharp angles « narrow shoulders; dust had yellowed his trousers to mid thigh and he dragged his feet wearily in the shuffling, stifi cneed step of the cities He stopped at the sight of the voman on the porch, lifting the unseasonable felt hat that ! red mark across his forehead ad leita ‘| beg your pardon—is this Annie Hobar where went slowly toward hin I didn’t think you'd recognize me, P she sa juietly. Hestared. Slowly the disbelieving amazement of the look relaxed; the face, scarlet where the sur ad struc ts sallow pallor, quickened to mirt} Annie!’” He stood still, surveying her, laughter in | recessed eyes. “It couldn't be done without a Pete’s sake! I always wasted off the said you were stage ror She paid no heed. ‘How'd you get here He shrugged his shoulders. ‘‘Only from the town, that on. ‘It’s ten miles! And in this sun! Why didn’t you hire rig?” They're so apt to be Tussy about cas wher ou hire things He laughed I've got some inge left out

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the warden’s five-spot, but I thought I'd better save itfora eye traveled slow er her I gue 1 wer the 1 woman, re g rainy day.” all right beside the door, f é r W elf is ‘**Haven’t you seen Sid Lemberger? I thought you'd go He turned abruptly and moved away. Annie Hoban |} hair to wat er H turr there first.”’ stood still, looking after him. He had almost reached the toward Anni ‘I did. They gave me a ticket home.”’ His laugh crest of the sharp descent when he stopped, swayed a littl Got hin hardened. ‘I’m afraid I'll have toscore myself anerroron so that she remembered the curious swaying of a tree under me. Kid tr Sid, Annie. You had his number right. ItseemsI owe him Les Hoban’s ax. Then, as she cried out his name and tick around. That's w © Ci 1 the ‘ : witl half a grand or so.” stumbled toward him, he sagged down to a motionless him—serving notice me that wasn't \ ‘**But you always had a stake planted with him! He’s_ twisted spraw! in the deep yellow dust fg Annie got at least a thousand of your money!” e eyed hir H ! “T had that idea, too, but Sid’s got a better one.”’ His uu He isn’t af \ mouth went flat and straight. “‘Hetriedtoshakemedown ‘ PJJETTER stay a spell longer Lester H poke e? He « before he’d even give up your address—he'd have got by soberly Guess you need more'n a day t The ar VW em with it if I’d had anything.” bushing out the way you did. Hadn't better try to trave That's right. 7 e going “Then—then you're broke?” so soon afterward, not on foot, anyhow, and | t mal k to it, « H } ‘“*How’d you guess it?’’ He spoke with his old, cheerful out to drive you in town till I’m done with drawing what alt My S ! ‘ flippancy. ‘‘What’s the odds? I guess all the soft money hay I got cut.” a ig ind | i hasn’t been nailed down while I've been learning the Still- Webb's glance twisted away from the lean man in the get then é 1 1, and ge ere burn fox trot. I've doped out a new stunt, Annie. It’s a doorway to the woman who stood beside the stove. Her achance. It v ght ‘ r é wow, too, and it can be started on a shoestring.’”’ Hiseye face was expressionless; his own lightened for an instant till I saw him. Cra bout hin i? Don't make me twisted toward the house, bright with new white paint with a flicker of triumph; the look was gone when hiseyes laugh out loud ‘All we need is the shoestring. How about getting that came back to Hoban’s. He spoke with a nvineing I su se right here?’’ His glance came back to her and he grinned heartiness I'm st razy al t t ‘Look as if you ought to have this hick’s number.”’ His ‘If it’s all right with you. .I don’t mind admitting that He 0} head O " wast face darkened. ‘‘Worked you for your keep, have they? I'm a bit shaky in the knees.” time on a | wit é Ss map ar We'll charge ’em for it.” **Guess you got a right to be Hoban nodded Sur t g ir ea t ‘ “Didn't anybody tell you?” She lowered her voice right hot, even when you're used to it. Hadn't ought kicked in the teeth to get w ‘ 1 wit “You must have had to ask the way—I thought you'd to’ve resked walking so far, day after you got out of I rated all right w I , r eep tha find out. I’m married, Phil.” down yonder.”’ even this hick beats n m<¢ She lifted her hand, rough and red and swollen, to show Webb’s glance stabbed at the woman; there was malice You said it. G from t g ne the wide, old-fashioned ring that Les had doggedly insisted in it; his mouth flattened ack to her, with the ¢ ! é upon choosing for her. Webb’s face went suddenly savage “IT didn’t know Annie’d told you e said. “‘All the hands careless “As bad as that, eh? I was afraid you'd be up against more decent of you—letting me stay on wher yu | \ You can get . t t y it, but I counted on Sid to--it’s a good thing I didn’t know’ where I've been.” But tell me dst irou ‘ mit t 1 saw it yesterday, when I was right there in his office, near “ Bygones don’t matter much, up this high,’ said Hobar a good chance to beat it —tell me g enough to His hand closed slowly. ‘‘ Did you have ‘You stay here till you're rested up good.” ap t you're going t gh w ‘ it to do it, Annie? I’m not blaming you, but He went out, turned, came back. ‘* Wish't nu’'d come rest of your life washing é g She faced him steadily. “‘I wanted to. Don’t make any down to the henhouse, ma, and show me how you want it fodder? Try and do it, kid " t mistake about that. I’m crazy about him.” fixed.” l see You dope it t that I'n ‘ Ise He stared ‘That's how it is, eh? Another double- His mother hesitated; a deliberate exchange of glances’ there's no place else to g cross.”” He laughed ‘Oh, well, that’s that, then His passed between them; Hoban’s face hardened a little and Continued on Page 114 |

He Chuckled Softly as He Turned Toward Annie. ‘“*“Got Him Sold Solid, Haven't You?’’

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34 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7,1927 CLOSE-UPS =—By Norma Talmadge AST week Peg and I went to see a revivs late Rudol tino’s first motion- picture success, The Four Horsemen of tne A por il ps As he went through the graceful steps of the Argentine tango, his dancing brought back to me the many times that Constance and I tripped the light fantastic with him at parties and dinner dances in Hollywood making The Son of the SI eik at when he was his last picture the very studiowhere I am working now. But all the world knows the picturesque, color- ful career of this brown-eyed Italian Castellaneta, rose from being a landscape gardener from who and café dancer to the position of the most popular male ei idol on the s ‘ I shall dwell instead we. s: creen, So upon the early days of the man who directed Rudy in The Four Horsemen Lex In Oval Ingram Some time after I joined the Vitagraph Stock Company a young Irishman from Dublin, who then called himself Hitchcock, made his appearance at the Flatbush He did all sorts of odd jobs around the place, mak- vex studio ng himself generally useful, and never seemed to tire of observing and studying. An Artist in the Movies FINALLY he got a chance to act in a picture—Good-by Summer—wherein Antonio Moreno and I were playing the leads. It was the story of a sculptor who, in one of the scenes, had to be shown at work onabust. Tony’sattempts to model a woman's head from the plaster were pitiable. The director was in despair, when the ever-present Hitchcock stepped forward and announced that he was a sculptor With his back tothe camera, wearing a smock, Rex doubled for Moreno. The reason this incident is so vivid in my mem- ry is because Maurice Costello remarked, ‘‘ That lad won't stand around and watch much longer. Never mind the modeling of the clay. Look at the modeling of his head I'll wager we will all hear from him some day.” Hitcheock, or Ingram, as the public knows him now, had studied sculpture under Lawrie and was an artist at i A Scene From ‘‘ The Mills of the Gods,'’ Featuring Her: bert Barry, Clara Kimball Young and Norma Talmadge The Talmadge Sisters pantomime as well as with the chisel It was during his stage tour as a pantomim- ist that he first motion picture Ire- saw his somewhere in land. Immediately tex visualized the possibilities the screen of the future would hold out for director a sketch an artist He made of the film mark—an eagle with outstretched resting its claws on a and whimsically trade- wings regarded it as his coat of arms. That picture thrilled him to such a de- gree that he packed his arm- atures, modeling tools and canvases in storage, and sailed for New York with the firm intention of becoming a Vitagraph director. I am happy to say that the photoplay that im- pressed him so favorably was one in which I played—The Tale of Two Cities. But when Ingram arrived in America he found it was neces- sary to start from the bottom, and accepted a job as Jack-of-all-trades around the studio. Though the young sculptor-actor-handy-man never reached the directorial stage at Vitagraph, he learned enough about picture making there to try his hand at writing stories, and joined the scenario staff of the Fox Film Corporation, where he wrote Blindness of Devotion, The Galley Slave, The Cup of Bitterness, Song of Hates and other stories. Finally he became a director of a series of pictures called The Bluebirds, and after this experience in the East, was getting a good foothold on the Coast. when the World War the movies swept Nerma Taimage in ‘‘Smilin’ Through"’ into the background, substituting real drama for celluloid make-believe. Ingram joined the flying On his return corps to California he was so broke that he rented a room at two dollars a week and was unabk his out of pawn to get civilian clothes It was almost a year before he secure a position as a could again director, and Rex’s ex perience is typical of the ups and downs of this profession, where one good picture can make a player or di- rector overnight, two or three poor pi and tures or a mere absence for a short time from the industry can cause complete ec lipse In Private Life HEN The Horsemen of the Four Apocalypse came along and the Metro decided to give Ingram a chance, Company he and June Mathis, who adapted the Vi cente Blasco Ibanez story for the screen, talked over the differ ent types required for Both young the cast that the tango dancer, who had attracted their atten- tion as they observed him on the small parts in Allen Holubar and Rob- ert Z. Leonard productions, yr agreed Italian sets In wherever he could secure an oOppor- tunity, was just the man for the role of Julio, the South American This picture also brought Alice Terry into her own. She had found it so dif- ficult to obtain steady work that she gave up acting and learned how to cut When Alice Ingram’s office she aged eyen to apply for a part in the picture. She wanted to learn to be a script girl. Rex had seen Alice in a play in New York—Not My Little Sister with Bessie Barriscale, and was so impressed by her beauty and ability that he had made a mental note that he would use her some day. Given a chance to return to the screen, Alice hesitated. It seemed to her that the long uphill road was too unattractive to be worth the climb. I i pictures called at was too discour But in this case she who hesitated was not lost. She was made. Rex persuaded her to accept a good réle in Hearts are Trumps, promising to let her be a continuity clerk if she did not get ahead as an actress Alice’s next part was in The Four Horsemen, and after that she became the leading woman in all Rex’s pictures also became his leading lady in private life. Mr. and Mrs Ingram are now making all their pictures abroad I cannot dismiss The Four Horsemen, the book that was originally sold to a publisher by the famous Spanish author for four hundred dollars—-one hundred man!—and then netted tremendous profit to him, his pro ducers and everyone concerned, as a picture, one for eacl horse without a few words regarding June Mathis, who prepared the story for

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 45 the screen. Of course it cannot be said of June, as in the case of Valentino, Terry and Ingram, that this picture made her because June had already acquired con- siderable acclaim for previous treatments, continuities, originals and adaptations, but this picture firmly established her as one of the peers of the profession. The private life of a film star is a mere figure of speech—we celluloid mummers enjoy about as much seclusion as a lighted ‘ Christmas tree in a window. The public knows all about our early beginnings, our “ love affairs, our salaries, even our gusta- tory and olfactory tastes, heralded by zealous press agents who must needs tell 4 N I the world that we take orange instead of tor lemon in our tea or that we prefer the oil of jasmine flowers to any other perfume. “ é \ é g lir But the lives of writers upon whose con- I t t I se tributions to the screen our own success ght, she 1 e up t is so dependent are not public property era le A on quite such a wholesale basis. Perhaps, Maurice Costello, Clara Kimball Young, Mrs. William Raynous, William Dut W therefore, the early struggles of June Raynous and James Young on the World Trip of the Vitagraph Company the beginning Mathis will be new to my readers restless a! r t Although born in the rarefied atmosphere of Leadville, Some time later, when Miss Mathis was preparing to g to take the wor e! W Colorado, June attended school in Salt Lake City and San abroad in connection with Ben Hur, she . er O.K e right fron é \ Francisco, where she early displayed precocity in her Eng- the suggestion that Sylvano Balboni, « irk Italia min Ever g : é t lish classes and was always the star of school dramatics. whom she had met on the lot, would be e asset to me was ju to ¢ i Quite naturally she drifted into vaudeville as a the staff about to set forth for R art r t t N child entertainer, imitations and dancing > could speak the language. June and _ individual screen mannerisms, the comprising her act. While still in pina- a ed to sail on the san Often be 1 the ¥ fore and pigtails she joined May i there began the ror : i e way | ires were mad N tt \ Vokes’ Company and toured in ‘h continued in Rome, ripened any malice in her nature. It was all done in ar e} Mark Swan’s Whose Baby Are the edge of the Sahara Desert, ble spirit of fun You? Some of her later engage- m the road to Timbuktu, and ments were with Ezra Kendall in The Vinegar Buyer; the stellar réle in That Girl culminated in their m in the quaint chapel of tl picturesque Mission Inn at ds in a remote corner of the stud ne d Dutch wa Riverside, California J giving some amusing imitations of Flora Fi and Le« Reog : = After their marriage Syl- Beggs Betsey; leading woman of Brewster’s Millions and Going Some; three sea- vano Balboni became a_ ter, when we suddenly glanced up and saw Raiph I: sons with Julian Eltinge director at First Na watching her from a little distance awa: Our as character soubrette; tional Pictures, while hanged instantly. We were all terrified, Ince being important parts with June acted as West ck o’ the walk, and considered Pauline Frederick, Coast scenario chief But he only laughed louder than anyone and urged Dut James K. Hackett and and consultant for the to goon with her imitations. Thereupo proce many others same company. do a take-off of Mr. Ince himself It was when June was It was during my last A week or so afterward Ralph remarked to Peg, “1 touring with arepertoire year and a half at Vita- would like to have your daughter come down tom company in California graph that Constance Continued on Page 71 that she visited some of the motion-picture stu- _ dios and became obsessed with a desire to become affiliated with the cinema. While reading the Dramatic Mirror on the train, interested in an uncompleted serial for which the publishers tered a substantial money prize for the best finish to the story June he grew { ol entered the contest with several thousand others. She didn’t win the prize, but her manuscript showed so much promise that the editors— Frank E. Woods and William Lord Wright gave her name tosome of their motion-picture-producer friends in search of material. On the Road to Timbuktu UNE received several letters asking for photoplay suggestions. In answer to one from Thomas Ince, she went to New York to see him. Thereafter June clamped down the lid of her travel-worn theater trunk and decided to put in a year studying the technic of ig this time she was ap- writing for the screen. Dur rry, who had written a three- proached by Thomas Ba act drama called The Splendid Silence, which he wished to have whipped into a scenario. The co-authors sub- mitted the manuscript to Edwin Carewe. The director pronounced the proposed photoplay too modern for picture purposes, but was sufficiently impressed with the way in which the scenario was written to offer June a position on the Metro scenario staff. In a little more than a year Miss Mathis became head of the editorial department. She remained with Metro for six years, turning out a prodigious amount of worl Following The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, June adapted another Blasco Ibanez story— Blood : , > ‘ nn . . ; . A Scene From ‘‘The Suffragette.’’ Left to Right: Anita Stewart, Clara Kimball Young, Edith Hattoran, Alice Lake ‘ San ar: snroduction vder t} » and Sand—for Paramount. Thi hee = tok enpines and Flora Finch. In This Picture Anita Stewart Was an Extra Girl at $2.50 Per Day With Lunch Included direction of Fred Niblo, was Rudolp! Valentino's sec- The Heavy Braid is Her QGwn Hair. The Dress Was Borrowed From Her Friend, Norma Tatmade¢e In Ovat ond great triumph in a picture supervised Dy June Sidney Drew and Clara Kimball Young in Sidney Drew's First Picture ‘When Women Go on the War Path" —

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36 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST LOST ECSTASY xX F THE debacle that fol- lowed that night, Kay was never able to think except with a sense of She dressed feverishly, intent only on getting back quickly to the club, and at 7:30 she heard the telephone ring and Rutherford coming heavily up the stairs and tapping at her mother’s door. {t is"Mr. Trowbridge, madam. Mrs. Trowbridge has an attack of neuralgia and will be unable to come.”’ Then shortly after that Katherine along the hall dressing gown around her shoulders. “What are you doing tonight, Kay? portant? shuddering horror. her Anything im- “There's a dance at the club.” Oh, if that’s all—Mrs. Trowbridge has a headache, and he is coming without her. I’m afraid you'll have to make a fourth at bridge.” ‘But, mother = “It’s only a dance, isn’t it? You can go over later if you ‘I’ve promised,” she said desperately. “‘Can’t you get omebody else?” I have tried. So many people have gone back to town, 1 do think, Kay,” she added with a faint ‘that when you think how little we really ask of you, you might do this pleasantly.” and the rest asperity y. There was nothing else to do. But Katherine did not go at once. She moved around the room. ‘‘ We will have to replace these taffeta curtains next But Kay had an When at door she stood there, hesitating. aren't you, Kay? I’ve thought She had to agree finally. spring idea that she was not thinking of the curtains. went to the They have faded outrageously.” ast she You're feeling all right, itely Maybe that dress makes you look pale.” i'm all right, mothe: Later on they went down the stairs together, and some impulse made her put her arm around Katherine’s shoulders. Per- haps she felt that she was somehow being treacherous to this Katherine, who had left her dreams all behind her, and who now said ‘“‘we”’ instead of “I.” Mr. Trowbridge, being relieved of his hat, overcoat, gloves and stick in the hall, looked up at them with ap- proval. ‘Ought to be painted like that,” he said. ‘‘ Poor Sargent should have done it. Mother and daughter. Question: Which is the mother?” He was a large gentleman of an elephantine wit, and just now in an excellent humor. He had walked over in the crisp air, he knew he would have a good dinner and he was ready for it. “Some day soon, Henry,” he said as he followed them into the drawing-room, ‘‘some nice young chap will be stealing this girl of yours. Make quite a hole in the establishment, eh?” “Not necessarily, if she picks the right one.” Cocktails and fresh caviar. Very good cocktails, very good caviar. Mr. Trowbridge lingered over both. Ruther- ford was waiting in the doorway to catch her mother’s eye, but she was not looking. “There’s Rutherford, mother.” “Have another cocktail, George? walk.” “Why, I don’t mind, Henry. Where did you find this caviar? The last lot we got “ The old glutton, always thinking of his stomach! It was a quarter after eight already elbow. You've had a good She caught him by the May 7,1927 By Mary Roberts Rinehart ITLLUSTRATEDO Br w. H. D. K OER N'ER The News From the Reserva: tion Was Not Good. With the Arrival of Winter the Indians Were Moving From Their Tepees Into Their Bleak Un: tidy Houses ““Dinner’s served,”’ she said lightly. if you’re not.” They wandered out somehow. There was a new painting in the hall, and he must stop and look at it. Her feet and hands were like ice and her head was hot. Dinner came on, course after course, her mother eating critically, her father appreciatively and Mr. Trowbridge slowly and with unction. Oysters, soup, fish, roast; sherry and sauterne. “Very good wine that. Still some of the old stock? Yes, I think I will.” Salad and sweet. And then Mr. Trowbridge taking fruit, cutting it meticulously with the gold fruit knife, eating and savoring it deliberately. Wouldn’t they ever get through? They had been years at the table. The can- dles were melting, splashing little drops of blue wax onto the lace cloth; the room was broiling hot. Mr. Trow- bridge’s jaws moved steadily, appreciatively. “‘T think I’ll have a few more of those hothouse grapes, Katherine. They are really excellent.” Over at last. Pushing back the chairs and James open- ing the door. Into the hall and then to the library. Coffee Coffee quickly and get it over. Where’s the bridge table? Where are the cards? “Do stop fidgeting, Kay. James will get the tables. Will you have more coffee, George?”’ “You tempt me, Katherine. Even if I don’t sleep to- night ie Her eyes were burning. Her mother was pouring the coffee with delicate deliberation; the gleam and glitter of the massive tray, with its tiny cups, its elaborate panoply of wealth, made her dizzy. And what nonsense it all was, James moving like an acolyte across the room with that ridiculous cup balanced on a tray, and Rutherford like some high priest, reverently bearing in the liqueurs. How muct simpler and easier life had been at the ranch, with the cook “T hope you folks’ll like that It’s strong enough to bear an egg.” The ranch! The ranch! At half-past nine she managed to slip away to call Tom from the telephone in her bedroom, but both Nora and a housemaid were in her room, Nora to lay out her sheer night gown, the maid turning down the bed “Put a wrap down in the hall for me,”’ she told Nora “I’m going out later.” The game dragged on. Mr. Trowbridge played as he ate, slowly and with unction. “Now if Providence is with me, Henry, this will go If not But let Four and three and three make Hah, you rascal, you have another trump, haven't you? Holding out on me, eh? Well, let’s have it.”’ A sort of madness began to possess her “And I’m hungry, in the kitchen doorway: coffee. me see. ten. Eleven eleven-fifteen, and still they went on. She pleaded a head- ache, but they only offered her perfunctory sympathy and continued playing. Hawkins had been dozing in the car outside for an hour before Mr. Trowbridge reluctantly laid down the cards and plunged a hand into his pocket “Well,” he said, “fourteen dollars is a small price for an evening like this.” She left them with hardly a good night, picked up her wrap and went out. Hawkins stirred, roused and started the car. but the distance However, the sight of the club- She called to him to hurry, seemed to be interminable. house cheered her. The dance was still going on, and one

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST or two cars were arriving. What had seemed the middle of | parties preceding the dance had been seated in the dining greeted it with roars ar plause I the night over home seemed the beginning of the evening room he had taught them a song and they were lustily turned on hin here. singing it. Scraps of sound penetrated beyond the closed Out our way e Sa le rat All her vague forebodings vanished he ran up the joors; Tom’s clear if slightly inarticulate tenor tells a story e that on a woman, we steps and inside, to find Herbert inside the door. He had ’ i te eS, then hang him to make sure evidently been waiting for her, and there was a look of : ae Jp = } aa They laughed it off it he pity on his face ; ’ . igiy and dangero A / : ; ot no father ‘ | ‘ | XIV ~ ’ : It was Tom. t io then tine © fps watched the r down the drive; he had had a rap. H wagger had returned drink or two, but they had only served to stimulat And then a chorus, rather more noisy than musica Not one of them suspected that he was him, to overcome his shyness in these strange surround ; ie They had to drink to bette ] next tir nd t ings, and to make him feel the equal if not the superior of : cance nionae ey Seta? tans group began t eak uy] But a few maine the men he saw around him F Sip pia aresm rere gecen” ies me res eful ger r He was extraordinarily happy. He took a deep breath ae : “ f he could use it. He wa red and and the top button of his coat flew off and hit a pillar wit! om een eee Sere the clo showed half after ten, but he owe en a whack like a pistol shot; but he only muttered “* Hell” The song was interminable. Itappearedthat Tomlacked dinner and more othe and fell back into ecstasy again. In the darkness the links not only a father, but divers other members of a family accepted is After that stretched away to unseen boundaries, bey ; The wailing chorus rose over the clatter of dishes in the was, there was 1 juest f their adn tion { hir and there were the lights of houses. And in dining room, and over the hum of conversatior People Big p and sma | edida ‘ ness, his girl, his wonderful girl, was moving toward one began to listen and comment, and one of the governors of | they were insatiable. They plied him wit i ! of them the club, a gentleman of great dignity, in impeccable eve him at it, and finally s me enterprisit g i id a y After a time he turned and looked into the clubhouse ning clothes, came in and made a protest thought and the crowd took it up eag behind him. He could see the man he was dining with, in “Not quite so much noise here, gentlemen,” he said lhe plan was to go down the d ind ha n pM consultation with two or three others, in a room furnished “If you feel you must sing, there is plenty of room outside the driver of the next open car w with a luxury he had never dreamed of. He was not think Nine o'clock came, and 9:30, and Kay had not come to him, he protested, but the crowd ing; certainly he had no plan. He was vaguely relieved And always they were pressing drinks on him. Out of the uus. It had begun to put money up, t nd fuse that he had not seen Herbert Forrest, but that was about generosity of cocktails and highballs they expanded to e was by that time, and increasing all champagne agreed Then dinner was announced. But he found that certain “The way you find liquor, you'd sure make a good bird And the drive f the car turned tt H ceremonies preceded the meal Back in the grillroom, dog!’’ was Tom’s comment to the man who brought it did not lose contr either of the ca r n bottles were produced from lockers, ice ordered and cock By ten o'clock, although he was still perfectly steady brought it to a stop, loosened the r t tails mixed. The group toasted the West, and in anot} he was concealing his resentment at Kay’s defection under neck and quietly got out into the roadwa \W in yund of drinks he had to reply for the Fast. His head was a swaggering boastfulness this crowd of drunks threw that rope he demanded suzzing, but he managed something “Sure I shot him. He owed me a bill for that cow, and ‘Don't get sore, Herb. We've got a wild n To the East,” he said, rather grimly, smiling. “It’s I collected it. You don’t think we fellows 1 the range West here, and he’s just practicing rowded and dirty and ornery, but it eats our beef and for our health, do you? Why, say, the sheriff's got a war “Then you'd better send him back where he came drinks good drinks. God bless it!” rant for me for everything from arson to murder right But Tom had rei gnized the \ ‘ It was after eight when they sat down to dinner, and all now.” had partially sobered him. He his resolves had faded before their well enough meant hos- He puzzled them, at that. One of the men told an in- and ste pped yut into the road pitality. They ate in the grill, and by the time the dinner cident out of his extremely private life, and the others Continued on Page 120 Jake Was Not Well at the Start; He Rode Huddted in His Saddite, Staring Ahead, Silent. He Had No Hay at the Homestead, Nothing

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST REG. U. 5 FOUNDED A°D' 1728 PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY BY THE CURTIS PUBLISHING COMPANY INDEPENDENCE SQUARE PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA, U.S.A. GEORGE HORACE LORIMER, EDITOR opy From All Newsdealers. By Subscription: To the United States and Possessions, Argentina, Bolivia, Brazil, Chile, Colombia, sta Rica, Cubs, Dominican Republic, Ecuador, Guatemala, Haiti, Isle of s, Labrador, Mexico, Newfoundland, Nicaragua, Panama, Paraguay Republic of Honduras. Salvador, Spain and Uruguay, $2.00 the Year S. Money Order, Express Money Order, Check S. Funds. Five Cents the € yes). Remit by l or by Draft, payable in l Subscription, $2.00 the Year (52 issues). Single Copies S. Funds. To Canada—B Five Cents—Canadian or exclusive of those mentioned, by subscription, Remittances by Postal or Express S. Funds. To Foreign ¢ $6.00 the Year (52 issues) or by Draft on a bank in the U. S., payable in L untries post paid Money Orde PHILADELPHIA, MAY 7, 1927 Why Hospitals Run Behind je benign epidemic of drives for hospital funds which _ is now active in many states again calls attention to the conditions which surround the institutional care of the sick and ailing. From the viewpoint of physician and sur- geon, American hospitals approach more closely to perfec- tion than ever before. The old-fashioned institution which was virtually a boarding house for sick people has given place to a luxurious hotel operated in connection with a chain of laboratories which take the guesswork out of diag- nosis and treatment. Such a hospital is a hive of highly specialized technicians so organized as to be able to give the poorest patient a quality of service which a decade ago the could not command. Recent advances of richest science, improvements in hospital design and arrangement and new methods of treatment all combine to give the sick man a better chance to get well than ever before. It is, however, the rule rather than the exception for a hospital to show an operating deficit and to depend upon state or municipal aid and the voluntary contributions of the well-disposed few in order to break even at the end of he year. A well-equipped community hospital is a utility ust as indispensable as a waterworks or an electric-light Every day of the year and every hour of the day it must be prepared to give service to any man, woman or child within its radius of activity, and give it instantly, without stopping to figure potential profit and loss. il service were based upon universal sup- f+ niVver If this univer ort our hospitals would have no financial problems worth very family made a small but regular an- } nual contribution, losses and deficits would be wiped out at once, Local institutions could readily be put upon a sound financiai basis, with the important result that the high cost of sickness would be cut in two. Paying patients in moder- ate circumstances could have the best of care at fees they could afford, and could enjoy without stint all the costly tests and treatments calculated to hasten recovery which char atients get for nothing. General acceptance of the fact that the local hospital is coupled with regular popular sup- s one of the two steps that must be taken before such nstitutions can hope to fulfill to the uttermost their re- siblities to their communities THE SATURDAY EVENING POST The second step will involve some rattling of dry bones, for it means a general waking up and jacking up of boards of trustees and managers. Taking the country as a whole, only one hospital in four is operated as competently and efficiently as it might be. The opportunities for waste in the average hospital are almost boundless; and trustees and managers who are content to go on employing lax, slipshod methods in the purchase and control of supplies contribute directly to the high cost of sickness. The leakage traceable to unenlightened management may be imagined when it is said that the national invest- ment in hospital plant and equipment is considerably in excess of two billion dollars. The present year will witness the completion and taking over of new hospital buildings costing more than a quarter of another billion. These interests are too vast to be administered with The stake to be won by scientific economies is well worth anything less than the highest possible efficiency. working for. A modern administrative system lately ap- plied to a municipal hospital in a large Southern city was so well carried out that the savings effected in a single year were sufficient to cover the cost of substantial alterations and improvements. Hundreds of other hospitals might equal this record if their managers were awakened to the possibilities which are open to them. Fortunately there is plenty of assistance at the com- mand of managers and trustees who are determined to bring about a change for the better. Hospital administra- tion has an extensive literature of its own which is accessi- ble to all. copiously illustrated periodicals which cover the field with There are also at least two well edited and fascinating thoroughness. In the larger cities there are experts in hospital design and administration whose advice often proves to be worth far more than its cost. The magnificent achievements of the medical profession in advancing the healing art are far more notable than the betterment of executive management. It remains for in- dustrial leaders and men of affairs to devise and introduce administrative and financial features which shall be as ef- fective as current professional methods. When chambers of commerce, Rotary and Kiwanis Clubs and retail- business men’s associations all join hands and give their best thought to the problems of their community hospitals those problems are bound to be solved rationally and cor- rectly. There are few perfectly operated hospitals which do not owe their excellence to a group of successful men who know how to apply business methods to the conduct of any organization in whose management they share. What's in a Name HE recent suggestion of a group of Mexico that the name of the state be citizens of New changed to Coolidge seems to have caused only the merest passing ripple within the state itself. Yet the mere fact that such a proposal can be made at all shows how much education is still needed in this country if all the people are to realize and appreciate the value and riches of their own history. New Mexico is a commonwealth as proud as she is lofty and far-flung; new as a state, but very ancient indeed as a province or territory of three civilizations Mexico and the United States. Spain, Without any help from the outside, she is quite capable of squelching from time to time these recurring suggestions of a change of name New Mexico she will continue to be, hallowed by time and fixed by centuries of association. We can only repeat what one of her own newspapers has said, that a modern name “would have no significance, past, present or future.’’ Mr. Coolidge has much to his credit, and is entitled to many honors, but what he has done in New Mexico’s history to gain him this peculiar and distinctive honor is rather a mystery. New Mexico is associated in countless ways with the romantic and picturesque civilization of Spain, and it is on the basis of this very difference from so much of the rest of our country that tourists have been attracted there. Nearly half the people are of Spanish or Mexican descent, although they are of older American stock than Anglo-Saxon of other sections many an May 7,1927 It is true that New Mexico is sometimes confused wit} old Mexico, and there are a few people so densely ignorant that they do not know that the state is one of the Union It is said that business firms in the East have inquired concerning the export duty on shipments to Santa Fé and Albuquerque. It has been suggested that immigration of capital and settlers might proceed more there rapidly if were no possibility of a confused identification with the republic to the south, even though she bears no closer geographical relation to our southern neighbor than does the state of California Yet along the Atlantic seaboard are many states and thousands of towns and cities named after the Europear the thirteen colonies revolted in West art from the country from which long and bitterly fought war. In the Central many states and towns with names derived aborigines, whose civilization has certainly been no greater factor in the shaping of ours than that of Spain and Mexico. New York and Chicago seem to attract people and money, even though one name be English and the other Indian. In the long run, population will settle where ther is subsistence and opportunity, not because of a name It is almost too obvious to say, but people who can be attracted only by a change of name are not worth hay Distrust of Commissions N THE veto of the McNary-Haugen Bill by the Presi dent some attention was paid to the circumstance that the Farm Board would need to make extensive agreements and contracts with processors, and that the Surplus ¢ I ontrol Act seemed to provide for the assumption by the Farm While tect the Board of the losses, costs and charges of proce ssors naturally the Farm Board would endeavor to pri interests of producers, the President missed in the bill appropriate restraint or limitation on profiteering against American consumers. While the assumption of losses in respect of export trade, and indeed a guaranty of profits o1 a cost-plus basis, would not in itself arouse misgivings anc might prove necessary under a system of country-wide the charges and the size of the profits on the cost-plus bas agreements with processors, nature of the agreed would be crucially important in peacetime control of a commodity, just as during the war. The supporters of the measure object that it seems to be taken more or less for granted by opponents—and this they find reflected in the veto of the President—that a Farm Board would likely be operated more or less inefficiently, would do inexpert and | even foolish things, and would drift into or inadvertently create situations commercially dangerous. Supporters of the measure argue that in any consideration of the probable working of the bill we should assume a competence in the Board appropriate to the magnitude of th« the big attract big brains to the Farm Board. problem In short, we should assume that problem would The optimistic advocates of the measure are neglectful of recent history. Interpreting the language used by th« President in the veto as distrustful of the efficiency of thi in view of the nature of the problem and the this will be Farm Board complexity of the circumstances widely ac cepted as supporting a general and growing distrust of commission control. Whether commissions regulate or promulgate, they seem commonly to fail in their function the United States Tariff Trade Let one survey the workings of the Federal Shipping Board since the war. Commission, Commission and the Their accomplishments are satisfactory neither to themselves, nor to the interests di- rectly involved, nor to the public. In commission manage- ment inertia is likely to replace initiative; policy fails to exhibit adaptation to changing circumstances, and con tinuity of objectives is not maintained. Board policy likely to have the defects of committee administration, as W) en one con- siders the extent of the problem involved in the marketing contrasted with centralized management of wheat, hogs, corn, rice, cotton and tobacco, the regional complications, the extent of financial involvements and the intensity of conflicting interests, it is wondered not to be at that experienced observers question whether any ay pointed board could be expecte d to function satisfactorily

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OST of our prewar thinking in business, and particularly on credits, was in terms of a day, a week or a year. Nor have we acquired altogether, as yet, the Old World habit of adjusting our- selves to an era or an epoch. More than eight years have gone by since the World War ended, and in that short time reconstruction has revealed many phases of economic re- adjustment which were all very logical and inevitable, but which somehow contained, at almost every turn, an ele- ment of surprise We hardly realize that between eight and nine billion dollars of American money have been invested abroad by individual American citizens since the Armistice; and the process of lending goes on steadily each year as the rest of the world seeks capital with which to restore its ow: industries or to develop new methods of keeping pace wit} the ever-changing demands of competitive business American dollars are rebuilding cities, paving roads, intro- ducing street cars, busses, electric lighting-and-power plants, deepening harbors developing factories and raising the standards of living in many parts of the globe. And coincidentally the United States has increased its exports to an unprecedented scale. For American business men with controlling voices in the directorates of many American-owned corporations established abroad natu- rally influence the trend of buying toward raw materials and manufactured articles of the United States Along with the lending of these billions, there has arisen a foreign trade of many billion dollars more. Though the true causes of American prosperity since the war may be difficult to THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Lidz ROVING DOLLAR New Problems of Diplomatic Protection Abroad By David Lawremce *"'"*' A to permit the inter t settie to the atistaction of all economist there seen ever gnt, wi mig littl doubt that Americar factories in recent years have armed conflict been able to maintain some of the expanded facilities of his makes the problen wartime because of the increased purchases by foreign bu) more difficult, because, t £ ers. Trade with Central and South America, for exampk note may be firm and i: tent n has multiplied, and of the billions of American capita effectiveness when it is knowr ‘ ‘ which has gone abroad, aimost hall has been invested in the eluctance to entorce PWT t Various countries of this hemisphere The dangers of a d t The pacifist looks askance at what he terms peacefu public opinion of a united intry are nun M penetratior fearing that the roving dol Will entangle elements have always the advant us some day in wal! On the other hand, the sturdy in because he who differs with his own ¢ ‘ t t i give perialist impatiently brushes aside any suggestion of inter- i 4 nm rt t f ewm ( r me ference in what he terms the inevitable march of progress, reates a sufficient interest give é f ind looks eagerly across the seas to business conquests newspapers of othe intries, espec e latte whic na ive ‘ 1 them the moral, if not the | when in dispute with egin tc ‘ r il, 1 ( the G ‘ m t the I ted State e transtormed rn ¢ Just é Americar eople ‘ Continued en Page 197 ae pa a ra OS ct AO, Grandpa: ‘‘Look Out, Kid, or We'll Get a Ticket!"’

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— In the Spring a Young Man's Fancy Lightly Turns to Futility N SOME far, dim horizon ve See some- thing new, And our courage is good none can daunt u; But it’s this way with me is il that way with , you When I get what I wan! I don’t want it! Laura kK elle? . The Tabloid Editor Writes a Love Note EAUTIFULLY EX- OTIC LOVEMATE: We must cancel our Mid- night Tryst in Apartment The reason, | am sorry to say, is Neglected Wife Sus- pects Perfidy. She threat- ens To Probe Bacchanalian Orgy; if she did, it would result, as you perhaps AWN BY CARL ANDER THE SATURDAY EVENING POST know, in an Exposé Fatal to Author. Neither you nor I can afford to take chances of having our Gay Love Dream Shat- tered. The best that we can do for the present, my dear, is to Seek Sol ace in Separation. Then, if 1 am not confronted with the financial terror, $2500 Weekly Alimony Asked, as my wife warns that I may be, I shall give you a ring. I re- member your number Until that time, Baby Fuzzy Peaches, the un- dersigned Calls Himself Martyr on Marital Altar. Yours, JERRY. P.S. I must quit tak- ing the paper home at night. It gives Jennie exaggerated idcas! J C. Warden La Ror “Dad, I've Got Europe at Last! I Can Hear Someone Knocking America!" Luckily for Mrs. Fatenforty, the Fire at the Hairdresser’s Proved to be a False Alarm RAWN BY £ SON Ht €F College President (to Visitor Inquiring): ‘Yes, We Thousht of Having a Recitation Building, Bur We Found We Didn't Have Room for it o1 the Campus"’ May 7,1927 ~ ery ‘Stop it, Mister! —I’ve Changed My Mind’’ When Poets Learn to Advertise FTER long years of punctilious car In gail rin ) § ubje cis fror every direc ion, We are glad fo announce thal the POH we prepa Posses: all the merits connoting perjection; Ou) qua rains are thrilliy 7, Oo cou plels iblime, Our sonne’: are flawles: meter and meas We lead ali the world in the matter of rime, And quaran'ee pu chaser pros i a? d plea Our verses are rong; they are built to endure; They bolsier the virtues and puncture the Continued on Page 80 — += : L I Traini Mem [2 og Re ’ —) GRD

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LTHOUGH I had become fairly well known--in the em- THE SATURDAY EVENING POST CLEANING U FROM GAGS TO RICHES May 7,1927 By JOHN GOLDEN In Collaboration With Viola Brothers Shore igure—‘‘A} thing for the pause, f just the kiddies! and fil! both pockets. So ployment agencies, at any rate-— as an actor and song writer, there still times when I seemed to be spar- ring with inex- orable law of self- partic- ularly in the summer, were +} we preservation which, to the actor, ] . } ‘ ulways fas a mean way of crowding on the heels of an all-too- snort season. parti while | “resting,” it oc- curred to me that the One ularly hot August Was business world might offer a more grateful outlet for my talents. There was a quaint old chap named Field who had a top-loft factory down on Pear! Street, and it was from him that I got a job of peddling chewing gum. My commis- sions ranged from fif- teen cents to a dollar ajar. But it was not ght work. I set out every with morning eight or ten chewing- gum jars under my arm and they were heavy. Lhadtwopals at the time— Outcault and Gessler-— who, be- ing artist and student respectively, had a lot of time on their hands. I pointed out to them how jolly it would be to go from candy store . | the Run of to candy store with me. Naturally they would not walk along empty-handed while | staggered under the hey somewhat lightened my task by carrying their share, leavy burden of my wares and I think the thing that made salesmen of us al! was the to carry. fact that every jar sold was one | A Clove by the Punch Bowl’s Brim HiNKING of the sticking up the jaws of the nation, it occurred to me that f I could invent some new chewing flavor | might gum up With the | , itchen stove of the boarding laboratory, man who had accumulated millions his profits a little. house as my I experimented with gum chicle and oils, finally hitting upon [Instant] and hich arious essences one had never been used-essence of cloves the vast possibilities of my invention unrolled before my eye. In those un-Volsteady days, a clove beside the punc! bowl’s brim was not a simple clove to anybody. Like a flash I realized the best market for my novelty. In every aloon stood a dish of cloves with which the homeward pound pilgrim might denature | Hlowever, to be aught chewing a clove was in itsel/ a nasty piece of ¢ cumstantial testimony, where n nventic 1 be merely chewing gum I took my idea to Field, and that simple, quaint, lovable old mixer of gums clapped | nd So we rolled out ou noodles of chewing gum into slabs and cut the ibs into ny pieces, each of the potency of one clove power. Ha ng a flair fo teration, | ca em Café Clove And n little ear ores on t ’U of Hoboken where ock turnove ot too Apia ou will find to this day he flavor I invented the art j yr j inde the ime I made u | had once plaved with a handsome young acto named ymour Hess, whose father, Commissioner Hess, held a igh place in New York politics, and as a side line subleased Beatrice Noyes, Heien Menken, John Gotden and Sir Thomas Lipton, Backstage of Booth Theatre, Du-ing ‘“The Seventh Heaven”’ the bars in several big hotels in the Tenderloin district. portant location was the His most im- famous Hoffman House bar, the favorite gather- ing place of all the big sports, millionaires and fashionable men about town. Seymour Hess told his about Café Hess liked father Cloves, and the idea ioned me to buy an im)- and commis- la ti on cut-glass bowl to stand on the bar of the Hoffman House under a little sign reading Have One. And I had Hess’ looked as when it though I were headed straight for affluence Commissioner He suddenly realized that giving cents’ worth of with away elever gun ever ten-cent drink was not good business, and counter manded his order. T} other bars showed an alacrity to follow suit even exceeding their original imitativezeal So that by the end o the summer I wasn't making any money. | was twenty years old My flyer in chewing had there was money to be gum shown mi made in business. | decided to make some of it, and when I| had put by enough, I could go back to the field | ] : loved the theater In Business if HAD, in the mear while, met that ‘ivil \ W: chemist and famous (¢ veteran, S} lendid gentlemar Francis J. Oakes, who according to current school history, red Fort Sumter, and who har the first shot at pened to take a liking to me and thought | might develop into business mar l didn’t know anything about chen cals, but Mr. Oakes said I could leart by going into the factory ‘*And remember when it comes t and I have remembered it elling all my life —‘“‘it takes no more effort to sell a carload of chemicals to an important mill owner than to indu a little candy-shop keeper to buy a You either you can’t. If you can, it is obviou jar of gum can do it or same amount of effort t.” This wiser to put the man’ affection Into a big prospe insight, his patience and launched me in the business of sel ing chemicals, and before long I had become vice president of an organiza tion known as the Oakes Manufac turing Company But during all that time I neve stopped dreaming of the theater ar The urge left me no working for it the bowl order to Keep Ain Early Photograph of John Golden filled. Then I went to other fashionable hotels, like the Sav ry and the Nether- land, and told how Café Cloves were being used at the Hoffman House bar Not wishing to be outdone, they gave orders The smaller oteis and salooy S followed suit, and it was not long before | had so man) lling stops that I hired a man, put | - mina biueun iform, bought a secondhand wagon and painted that blue, too; and my entire blue outtit with the exception of the around and delivered five and ten dollars’ worth of Café Clove man and the horse, who were colored went chewing ng gum to each of my growing list of patrons But alas, the very popularity of m oduct was its undoing. Whereas, formerly, a man would pick up a clove, bite into it with a face and pass on, now he would I wrote at odd times— night There peace Sundays, holidays, on trains is something about the stage that gets in your veins. Once a member of that closely knit clan, once you have found your place in the theatrical sun, no matter how small, you have an open sesame to something you wouldn't exchange for anything else the world has to offer I remember once Dan Reid, the Tin-Plate millionaire asked me to engage some actors for a party he was giving on his estate Suites were assigned to the artists, and these were gor geously decorated and furnished, with a lavish disregar for expense which made Fanny Brice, r one, gasp as shit was led to her dressing room. ‘Like it?”’ I asked Continued on Page 44

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Continued from Page 42 é Why, it’s wonderful!”’ she exclaimed. he le! s hand across her chin in a characteristic ed one eye contemplatively, while the é the decorations which had cost hundreds $ olla ‘N é 1 at length, and there was no doubt that mear [ wouldn't swap my gang and the theater I hal lroom, with what it means to me, for If my venture into bus ness did nothing else, it proved me conclus that I belonged to the theater. A é n amount of general sales and business experience ilual iny line, and every sort of experience is t to the producer. But when I figured I had put by gh money so I would not have to worry about meals, I t no time in getting back to my true love, the thea- ng more I am grateful to this business erience, and that was the opportunity it gave me to take Dp » Germany for the purpose of looking over he chemica! situation. Although there were no chewing- gun s tol rried, | persuaded my inseparable friend Qutcault to share a cabin with me on the steamer. I} among my treasured possessions a letter written Charles M. Schwab back in the summer of 1904. I I never met that famous steel magnate when, on aJune on the deck of the Crown Prince Wilhelm, Mr. Schwab approached me ‘Mr. Golden,” he said, “‘won’t you join me in the Lo know you.” young then, and as pleased to meet this great In the café, he went on, ‘‘I hear le a lot of money recently.” been doing pretty well,” I admitted modestly, you'd consider the amount important i be today Runs into the millions, doesn’t it?’’ asked Schwab As One Financier to Another [tTLE taken aback, I replied that after I had counted > Id t believe there was that much there. Weill,” i he, “‘I heard of your interesting career in \ treet d I congratulate you.” You he bout me in Wall Street?” I gasped. THE George Ade and John Golden was the same Captain Benkard who did such fine work later, in the war. I was determined to track down the rumor and find out how it had started. From Benkard I learned that it was Dick Outcault who had told him. And then came the dawn. It was my roommate who had started this tale of my successful encounter with the bulls, bears and other animals who gambol between Trinity Church and the river, in order to repay me for a slight embarrassment which had overtaken him early that morning at my hands, or, I might say, feet. Lneversee one of those contests for the most embarrassing moment without thinking of the trying position in which Outcault found himself that Sunday morning. Although, to do him justice, he was not at a loss for words. We SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7, shared a room, and I, of course, had the lower bert} Outcault being that kind of fellow. The weather was s« hot we kept the stateroom door open, safeguarding our modesty by a dressing gown pinned across the doorway Every morning Dick would climb down from his aerie and reaching out under the dressing gown, draw in the polished boots left outside by the steward. And ea morning I wrestled with an uncontrollable i] t impul give him a delicate, if well-aimed, kick from my vant: leaned over to get point in the lower berth, as he shoes. For two mornings my better nature triumphed But on the third, as he bent over, th ally kick him, I could not resist pus! my foot; sprawling in the corridor ugh I did not actu Wit! and so insecure was |} A Letter to Mr. Hohenzollern NHAPPILY, at that precise moment a gentlemar we knew, with his wife and daughter, passed « their way toSunday-morning services. And prays 0 in hand they came upon a writhing, kicking male crea ture posing as the Beginning of a Nude Day The gentleman said nothing, but his wife taken aback that—‘‘Heavens!"’ she cried. ‘What’ that?”’ I don’t know what you or I would have said under the circumstances, but Outcault, with great presen: rf mind, if absence of clothing, replied brilliant ‘Good morning!” I was so weak from laughing that [ could not defend myself when he leaped on me. But finally, afraid tl outraged maniac would kill me, I made a m control my laughter. But that came from my quivering lips were, One day in the writing room Schwab said to me casual! “When you get over there I would like to |} my friend, Sir Thomas Lipton. And when you many, would you care to have a note to the emperor I took a side look at him, US, S plied lightly, ‘‘Yes, I would like to meet Mr. Hoher zollern.”’ Then and there, instead of “*Stop,”’ the w ‘Good morning! have you meet vo to Ger but he seemed seri Schwab wrote a letter to Herbert vor Bismarck, son of the Chancellor, and another to Sir Thoma Lipton. Sir Thomas’ letter I never delivere was so flattering I couldn't part with i I felt that some day I might need a letter of recommendat A Group of Actors and Authors at John Golden's Country Residence Watching an Al Fresco Performance at Which Has Been Held Annually for Thirty Years on These Historic Grounds ‘“‘Lambs’ Washing’’ Continued on Page 178 1927

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HE d silver in his hair, the black ill glow of hammered and white of his customary evening dress, an after-dinner ci- gar not quite finished, Mr. Barton Overbrook was n the picture of his Manhattan tradition. He rested easily on one of the two small divans which faced each other at right angles to the library fire- place, and looked across at her with tenderness in his eyes, and with pride and admiration, too, and with the appreciation of a con- noisseur for a rare mo- ment Leslie had made au point of seeing him alone. She was just twenty, he remembered twenty and dark and hungry for what- ever pains and ecstasies were to be hers. The frag- ile line of her throat, the virgin white of her brow and drooping eyelids, had in them all the fleet deli- cacy and charm of youth, is dewy and springlike as his famous rose garden on the estate near Roslyn, Long Island, orasthe warm, moist gush of April up through the layers of brick and concrete outside the 4 windows in East Sixty- seventh Street. She was going to make her confes- sion. She was about to tell her father that some- thing which had been pas- sionately his, more his than anyone's else anyway, was to be given to a stranger Twenty-five years ago, when Barton Overbrook was chairman of the Bach- elors’ Cotillion and his spir- ited pair and victoria enlivened Fifth Avenue and his sporting li from a Long Island hunt- e ranged ng saddle to the Knicker- bocker whist club, he had, as they Tempestuous, colorful, ro- said, cut a figure. mantic years; then he had married, as a matter of Lew Welt, There Was course, a belle of the season, had two daughters and pro- ceeded to carry out the destiny of an Overbrook in New York. There was the casual care of the large but not bulky family fortune. There was the box at the Opera, the Na- tional Horse Show in the old Madison Square Garden, the Metropolitan Art Museum committee meetings and the Overbrook social contribution, an elaborate ball every January tenth. There was his wife’s absorption in clubs and spectacular charities and much travel, Paris and the Riviera, Florida, Southampton, and a few months each ear coddling his roses on the Roslyn estate Finall ther disappointing marriage. And now Leslie. Well, he came his daughters’ debuts and Alexandra's new the man at least. Young Coles Fraser was a gentle- man with a family behind him; stood for something What do you want to tell me, Leslie?’’ He smiled to eassure het! ‘Or do you want me to guess I'm in love, daddy.’” She hid her eyes another mo- ] ment and then, when she bravely opened them wide to m, there was something tremulous in the gesture, poign nt and beautiful “It isn't at all what I expected, being So Bartor ) erprook Sat n tne presence o tirst { 0 e a bubble in the sunlight, infinitely fragile, infinitel; llusior He ioyant, ballooning away on the bright air of ew his cigar into the fireplace and went to sit beside her When Leslie had been born, a second girl instead of the desired and expected boy, her father had formed an un- onscious resolve to make it up to her. He put her in his breast pocket, so to speak, as his special possessior and she ad grown up straig! and curious and tent, luli Ol some ILLUSTRATED BY R. M. He Crossed the Drive and Peered Over the the Pair of Them CROSBY dark smoldering fire as she watched her her reactions to things “IT wanted to tell you first,’’ she said tomorrow In the warm shadows of the room, wonderful, Leslie,’ J know all about her young but you've seen the world “It’s Coles Fraser you Leslie sat I'm weak with happine very He’s all right could look at h What made you think that? A frown made a vertical line between her father’ ae im He's almost good up, pushing his arm aside g “Coles Fraser? It's Tom Cooper yoper? What family of ( ‘oopers me Leslie au dad dy You Cooper iid A dark red flush ers brook's high collar and splotched his mean “Oh, dade him beside her know him as well as I do ly started from the paused and glanced back mot ionless, down again ‘Leslie, listen of girls becoming entangled with chau Ol all ry gardene! girls as you i, a the gardener? Coopers? one uneasily pt up from the e« A hired man? I Yi Don't say that, please.’ on the room I ‘SS, daddy sald enuly it divan, but he stood In the doorway Barton O Then he How did this thing happer Ar ordina te THE SATURDAY EVENING POST IN PRAISE OF FOLLY By Stephen Morehouse mother he put his arm around he You're Jl very

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Continued from Page 47 to go out. and now | must delay She was fussing with her gloves, ready “I’m late already for the Paulsons’ to settle an argument. What is it?” Mr. Barton Overbrook spoke first: ‘‘ Leslie has just an aoorway. nounced her engagement —to the gardener at Rosly: “ Rubbish!’ “What an absurdity. I'll tend to that when I come home.” f Leslie’s chin came up and she left them ’ said her mother. They heard her pause on the stairs and call back: ‘‘ Coles Fraser said some- thing about coming here tonight Barton Overbrook lingered in the library. He king of Leslie now, or of his wife, or Tom Cooper, or any of them. He was thinking of the first time he'd seen Peggy O'Hara, nearly thirty years ago, a fur tippet about her neck and those monstrous sleeves, sitting in the corner of a hired carriage and brightening the dear old Avenue her smile. He remembered the month which followed when he would have sold his soul for Peggy O’Hara. And yet he hadn’t. In the end he let Peggy O’Hara return into the obscurity from which, for a moment, she had come out to conquer New York. But he’d never forgotten, nor ever would forget, because Peggy O’Hara was his first. In the hall outside he heard voices. Soon he tinguish them, Leslie and someone whom the butler had just admitted. asked to be excused this evening, Coles. I’m driving out to I don’t care to see him.” was not

wit could dis- So Leslie had come downstairs again. “I Hillwood to spend the night with Alix.” In a hall mirror her father could see her at the foot of the A fairly tall, Coles Fraser They Staircase wit! a light coat over her arm. gently smiling young man moved into view. had very straight, very black eyebrows, a thin line. face vivid “Why can’t I driv Barton Overbrook made his Leslie had watched Coles Fraser’s interest n Leslie That young man was a gentleman born, poised and urbane and yet, asa gentleman should be, simple-hearted with it all— precisely the sort of fellow that, e you out there, I won't stay.” hrough the winter with satisfaction had his generation been the present The murmur of their voices in the hall was cut off sharply when the front door would have been himself. one, he closed behind them Barton Overbrook went slowly to the bell cord and waited for a servant to answer. He didn’t raise his eyes,

lost in thought. “Ask Walter to bring the car around at once. I’m driving out to Roslyn tonight.”’ “What's the Matter With You, Leslie? Join the Party" THE SATURDAY

Coles Fraser snaked his low car through the traffic down to Fifty-nint! Street and turned east over the long swell of Queensboro Bridge. They could drive to Hillwood in thirty-five minutes and ten them were already gone. He didn’t know how to begin. In his years Coles had handled almost every sort of situation and he could not understand his diffidence with Leslie. Perhaps he was in earnest this time He did not have to begin; Leslie began more than thirty They were coasting along one of the new smooth stretches of Queens Boulevard, and a few curling strands of dark hair, escaped from under her tight little tan hat, were blowing about her eyes. She didn’t seem to be quite so young, so wondering, so wide-eyed before the mystery of her heart, as she had with her father in the li brary. Or else she had only seemed to be like that in her father’s eyes and now she was in true perspective as a young girl of her own time. She turned to Coles and spoke evenly and frankly “T’'m in love, Coles. Think of it! Father wants me to marry you, but I'm in love with that young gardener you saw on the place out at Roslyn.” voice betrayed any excitement. Pretty soon Coles Fraser shook his head I suppose this is my cue to play the self But I’m too real for “It’s im- possible, Leslie sacrificing hero and wish you joy. that. Besides, you would be the one sacrificed.” ‘You're like the others, Coles. I'd hoped “No. Leave me out of it. I’ve told you fifteen times I loved you and the last three times I meant it ‘I know,” said Leslie. “‘That’s why I let you kiss me the first twelve times.” He smiled. “ Yes, I knew that too it. The thing is you. I'll tell you what position you're in, to man; as if for ex- But leave me out of as man you had a brother, ample, a fellow of place and fortune in his younger twenties. y ou’ Leslie, heard of wild oats. That means running around

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Overbrook s ‘ g I'm t a ‘ Y ne 4 " , f ‘ : — e's T " wes rhe | t e ft Bu Leslie P ' the ne ' <4 ¢ r Ye ‘ r at fix, Leslie —* | ‘ e . Wait,” said Cok I've no doubt your gardener good fellow. I know mighty well he ! iv in't But that’s only another reason for you not to ruin | or to let him ruin yours. It’s the sheep and the goats. W may be the goats I metimes thir ve ¢ r pler lives have all t t. But we were | raised goats and we to stay goat ‘But Tom isn’t Leslie’s sharp white teet t the quiver out of her lip and she said no more The car swung down Atlantic Avenue to Hillwood They passed under the elaborate railroad bridge wi just overhead an electric train smashed through the nig like slow lightning. They passed through Station Square through an arch and into a spreading parkway wher April moonlight fell softly on the red roof f mar Tudor houses. Alix lived in a group house not far ir the square They sat in the car a moment I suppose Coles

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50 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST lal JG IR IL i" gh x, = AND Slim pulled the Flyer out of San Luis a hour and forty minutes late on account of some “ad on the south end gitting moved up to run before he learned the time card. I as we never come in a minute late for the last fifty-eight runs. “Never mind, Shorty,” " ered up I can k a passenger was y sore Slim says. ‘“‘After we get lim- ll most of it before we hit San José, and from there on we can pick up a easy fourteen minutes.” We had 8020, and she was the easiest hound I ever fired. he turns a mighty dirty hub, and when morning come What hap- you suppose, but a pie louse of a key we was within nineteen minutes of schedule. pens then, wouid ounder at San José pulls the red board on us for a ten- minute clearance on a pick-up rattler that we thought was our i} id of us Got to let that bird go through,” he said ‘It’s a troop train.” So every time Slim wissles himself a crossing I said what I t about U.S. Government troop trains louder than e wissle, We mope along through them millionaire sub outh of San Francisco on that fellow’s tail, and thirty r ites to the bad. Slim didn’t say nothing, but once at Mer » waves a highball at a kid playing soldier with an American fla When we sign the book in San Francisco, rity, wnat dado you think about tl German war ff lin isked me i knew what was in his mind. “I'll ride the run with ou keep the wheels rollin’,”’ I tells him ) ms 1 we shook hands. We shuck our ti I r fast, and then went over to the hotel where w f I'd taken me a bath and got a haircut ave Old Sli i take Se Hat We went t ) M and ta clearance ‘ l 1 ‘ F ] int hye ‘ working here for the i I the Old Ma uid Leave t me is. They’s alw é r Me Short é g r ‘ e waiting for you when you come bac} ( ‘ Q M iid sring ba the TLLUS TRATED Kaiser’s wit you.” scalp We promised to try, and then the Old Man asked us where con’ we were going to enlist at. ‘‘We aim to sign on with whatever them sol- diers are called that shoot rifles,’ I told him. “You'd fit better into the engineer regiment that’s being assembled,” the Old Man told us. ‘‘They shoot too. The boss of that regiment telephoned the super yesterday that he needed some hoggers and a general assortment of old rails.” “That’s us,”’ Slim said. intendent of this engineers’ outfit?”’ We get running rights and land in front of a soldier in a uniform at a desk in a place near Jim Conroy’s saloon on Market Street. A feller doing century duty out in front told us to see Corporal Pine, and there he was. I know all about the army now, but I didn’t then, and I figgered from the looks of him that this Corporal Pine, who turned out to be a dirty dog if there ever was one, had a bigger job than the superintendent of the regiment, from the way he acted. “Where can we see the super- We signed a paper and a couple of dentists looked us over for flat feet and anything chronic. We took the oath, and then what should happen but this Corporal Pine comes to where me and Slim and about forty other men is herded in a room. ‘*All of you men will now take a bath,”’ told us “How do you git that way, big boy?” I sling back. “I had me a bath a hour ago.” I learned a lot about the army in the next three minutes Corporal Pine “Yessir, corporal,’”’ I said when he got through, and so me and Slim went over to a temporary barracks which had been a hotel or worse, on Mason Street, and had another bath. Well, we et in a restaurant the next three days at U.S Government expense, and I never had breakfast so early in my life since I signed off the Sacramento local run. The worst part of it was this Corporal Pine, who made you take a bath every morning like a lot of trained seals. He was a fiend for keeping you antiseptic on account of the germs. Me and a fireman off the Santa Fe was organizing a grivience committee to lay agrivience about this daily-bath business before Corporal Pine, when what did some army uperintendent do but make him a sargant. He had a pull with the colonel on account of being an old army mar iON] l in i 4 . May 7,1927 By HUGH WILEY BY RAEBURWN VAN BUREN Right Then and There the Colonel Put Ona Private Line of Cursing That Changed My Mind Completely About Him. There Was Sure Nothing Hay Wire About the Colonel's Line of Cursing We rode the cushions north and there was two days we did not have baths; but first thing that happened after we got into camp at American Lake, Sargant Pine he came dis tributing regimental orders where a company down to the lake on schedule for a swim. sutenant takes eacl “That lets me out, because I can’t swim,’ I told the corporal of my squad. Slim he was company sargant by this time, and when he fell us in, ‘‘ What’s the matter, Shorty?”’ he says. “‘T never learned to swim yet,” I told him “That mox nix ous,”’ he says, and you could see where nasnip. Gitat army life had begun to eat into frie and a cake of soap and fall in.”’ ‘*A cake of soap ain’t big enough to float me do you think a cake of soap is?’’ I told him “Fall in before I dead-end you into a requested; so I fell in, but all I did every How big hospital,’’ Slim morning and evening when the bath call blew was to wade into the lake, as they cannot make a man swim when he The worst thing about that water, it cannot swim would get your skin all cold and then when mess call blew you would take your coffee cup and scald yourself as usual on your cold skin They would be the best rat traps in the world if you could trair the rat to pick it up, as he would then scald death, or at least burn his mouth off, as the part that stays hot after about a minute Well, if the war never done any more for the country than to train four million jugglers it did that Ans man who got so he could handle both sides of his mess kit full of slum and bread pudding in the left han ance that coffee cup in his right hand without the hair trigger on it and scalding himself to death, It is funny how those coffee cups are made himself t rim is the only mucn 1 and bal touching get his union card in any vaudevil act as a juggler. It is not a pleasant thing to have a scalded foot and come t order arms in the manuel of arms and bang it with the handle of your rifle. We had the manuel of arms for a week and then they give us intrenching tools. I shown at this work, as before I began to fire these oil-burners on the West Coast, I kept them steaming on the Lakawana, where the more bla diamonds you feed her the quicker you get a new shovel, so That de anything except your squad always form themself into a they made me corporal of my squad es not mear grivience committee every nig! d blame you for every thing, and if your captain begins to belly-ache he alway hands it to you, because you are superintendent of the squad. It is the worst job in the army ‘ ise if you are a good corporal you Nave to lick seven mer to begin wit! After I got them licked things went a little smoother squads in a company front to wa You would fall in by Continued on Page 52

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Continued from Page 50 down to the lake for a bath, after a young second lieutenant we had would give us right-face march instead of squads right, i« times to gt d march, and then column us left a couple of Well, that put us leading the company, instead of the long boys rwar t us headed in the direction of the lake : Squad One, and as soon as we got to the lake it was a inch to sidetrack into the woods, where you did not have o take a bath. You generally run back to camp after you took a bath, so it was a cinch for us to lay sidetracked for a little while and then come out yelling and running back to camp as if we were freezing to death. A drill ealled ‘ We had to fall in after we got our bath and march back for shelter-half drill, which means you take your half of a pup tent and try to find somebody who has a right or left-handed half They pull this pup-tent thing on us; and ‘shelter half’’ ruined this. which will fit it nstead of running back to camp and gitting a cigarette before mess call, you had to march back and equip your- self with your shelter half and march out into a field and play ring around the Rosie until you find a man who had i left-handed half, supposing you had a right-handed half. ifty or sixty men playing tag who could not find pardners. The lieutenant told them it would serve them right if they had to sleep out all night and catch treble pneumonia. So far we did not go through this drill with tent pegs. You would merely run around playing tag until you found your pardner, and stand there until the going, and by that time mess call would of blew. You could never get organized with a steady pardner, because they were ‘always shifting men around from one Finally there would be sargant showed you where the line of tents was company to another; depending on whether they were steam-shovel men, civil engineers, hoggers, rock drillers, or whatever else they were. The main trouble was that one day a man would claim he was a logging-camp foreman when there was a lot of clerkial work to be done at company headquarters, and the next day, when this was over and they wanted some logging done in the line of wood for the cooks, he would claim he was a clerk in civil life. It looked like we was never going to get out of there, but One of them was that Sargant Pine had got himself the job of quarter- master for the regiment, with running rights as a captain. You would think getting a commission would of made an one morning there was two pieces of news. officer and a gentleman out of the dirty dog, but it only ‘seemed to make him worse, especially on antiseptic sub- the medical department would take care of things such as when to take a bath, but Cap- You would think tain Pine kept on bei ng a fanatic on the subject. It Was THE SATURDAY EVENING POST The other news was that the regiment was going to move. I walked down to the yard office outside of camp and scooped me an earful of gossip. They were going to spot three drags of eight coaches and two baggage cars for us next day. Old Captain Pine he issued an order where you had to use lots of soap and take sort of a special bath that night, as you would not get another bath for six days. We S. P. men said, “‘ They are taking us over the Santa Fe from the looks of that time card,’’ and the Santa Fe gang said, “There always has been a lot of soldiers on the S. P.,”’ so there were several mix-ups that night, and I had to derail a brakeman from Albuquerque who got to shooting off his mouth about our motive power. We finally ketch a highball and I would of enjoyed mak- ing the run, because everybody turned out to see us come through, running in three sections; except that right at the last minute when everybody was drawing new clothes from the quartermaster and scrapping his old clothes I threw away my pants, which were worn through in two vital spots, and told one of my squad to bring me another pair. Well, everybody in my squad threw their pants away except a couple of dog robbers we were training, and along come somebody policing up the camp and took the old pants and tobacco cans and one thing and another we were scrapping. A bugle blew to fall in, but we could not fall in the way we were. The dog robbers of my squad came back, but instead of having six pairs of pants, they only had five; so there I set in the tent until somebody passed the word to Slim, and he come running over with a extra pair of his pants. I told him where I would see him before I would get caught in a pair of pants like that. And he said, “All right, they will shoot you for a deserter;’’ so I take my knife and cut them off a couple of feet, but being good and mad that way I cut too much off so that the spirial leggings would not wrap up that high. Out I go finally when the whole regiment had begun to march except me. A Santa Fe bird said, ‘‘ Here comes Little Lord Fountle- roy,’ but I give him a soak in the jaw, as we were marching in route step, and fell in. Well, lack of pants ruined the run for me; as everybody could turn out and shake hands with folks and act myste- rious about where they were going and where they had come from, according to orders, except I We finally get to a place called Lake Pippin, and the first thing old Captain Pine did, instead of unpacking his quartermaster’s outfit and making an issue of pants, was to give an order to fall in for a swim in Lake Pippin. We did not mind it so much, as it was Saturday and we had been six days without a bath on the train. Well, you would 5:07 P.M. by That Time, and the Soap Issue Come Right When You Might Expect it to Interrupt Any Arrangements You Were Making to Take a Girl for a Watk May 7,1927 stand on the edge of Lake Pippin, if you could not swim, and take off your clothes and walk in, and the first thing you know your foot would slip and it would get cut or bursted beer bottles; as where we were going to camp had been near a very popular summer resort, with beer, canoes, rowboats and pleasures of all kinds Nearly half of the regiment got its feet cut, and the next thing was to put up a hospital tent so these foxy bird could lay in and not drill or march or anything. I was not wounded deep enough in the foot to get marked bt £ ni fatigue, and this was the first place I was ever painted wit! iodine and marked duty in the army. After that, no matte: how sick you got, it looked like all they with iodine and mark you duty, until it ing joke. The next thing was to get something to eat; of getting the stoves going, all we had was coffee and punk did was paint you tar Sta yot to be a but instead and canned salmon. One of those baggage cars was filled up with canned salmon. We no sooner got our salmon and our punt than a bugle blew to fall in, as a thunder up and the colonel was very anxious to keep wet. and cotlee torm had com¢ us from getting I had not fell in before the thunderstorm had hit u and it was a humdinger. A minute after that thunderstorm hit us was swimming around in my salmon my mess kit and sloshing it tail over the side as natural as life. | would have overtook it in spite of that, but my foot slipped, as the ground wa getting awful slick with so many men here and there on it; the high side I paid very little attention to it marcning around so when saimon went over the The main grivience was the way you began accidentally to pull the trigger on those slick those aluminum coffee cups get whet them. All the rations a good many of us sal\ lump of punk, and you could almost drink it coffee cups t is wonderful how the rain hit aged was the out of tne palm of your hand on acc tl soaked it up. When we had fell in, our lieutenant give an about shelter halfs, and the ol We got lined out in a field that was already r, and no sooner would you find a man to go pardners v rain naa int f UNL OF order d scrimmage begir ter half than you said, “‘Left half,’ and he said, ‘Le half,”” and you both went looking around for some mar with a right half. By the time we got straightened out and everyb« found a pardner the news spread that Captain thought he was such a first-class hand for details, had for got everything in the line of tent pegs By this time the ground was so soft you cou bayonet down into it a mile, and so me and my pard: along fairly well; but about half the regiment had took Continued on Page 55

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Continued from Page 52 the woods by that time and were hacking at some little narled oak trees with bay onets. By the time they tent pegs out of those oak trees it was three juarters of an hour, and no sooner had them laid down in re the water was a coupl nches deep, than they begun to itch, as issed the word that the wooc chopped most of their pup } tents, wl omebody | vas full of poison oak This was nothing but a rumor, but every y itched just the same until mess ca lew again, and we fell in while a couple o regimental surgeons lectured about thers eing no poison oak in those woods. All at mess was consisted of ilmon and some coffee and punk As soon begin making little trenches around his puy more canned as we got rid of it everybody along to the ext man’s pup tent, but it hardly done any Captain Pine, had ated the camp in a hollow that was now tent so as to drain the water good, as the old fool, ix inches deep with mud and water We was so tired that we went to sleep the minute we laid down, in spite of the water, but the next thing I knew a couple of assembly and the eve what you might The antiseptic old louse of a Cap- tain Pine had issued an order saying we were so scummy with rain and mud that the regiment would bath turning in for taps that night; so out we go n the rain and get into Lake Pippin to was} the rain and mud off of us, and then out we ome into the rain and mud to wash Lake Pippin off of us. As soon as I got back to the pup tent me and my pardner formed a grivience com- mittee and decided to lay the matter before Slim first thing in the morning; but by that time Slim was too busy gitting us ready ug) ny rest Was gi was spoilt by expect take a before to hit the rattler again to pay any attention to us Sure enough, we ketch a highball out of that slough at eleven o’clock next morning 3ut just before we left, while the sun was shining bright as could be, old Pine made an issue of soap and corralled us into the lake again. I never seen such a fanatic for being antiseptic in my life That was the last dose of pup tents we whole war, aS they were a because no matter how > army had, there was not them to think of issuing the ght and left parts to the same r et alone tent pegs ‘Well,”’ a Santa Fe man asked me as wi were rolling into Hoboken, ‘‘how is you “It is pretty fair,”’ I said That is too bad,” he said; you could not walk you would join the tour th free transportation ‘*What tour?” The Patriots’ Committee of New Yor annot walk for a “because if I asks him 3 taking everybody who « tour around New York in automobiles, and ater on wind up with a mess of swell grub the Waldorf-Astoria. Ain’t you seen the orders? Everybody that can walk hits the t, and them that got their feet cut at Lake Pippin deadheads in automobiles Nearly all of us Santa Fe outfit have ou feet cut.” Well, this begun at one end of the ca and by the time the news got down to the far end, where there was nothin vates and K ready to elect a grivience committee repre senting us S. P. men, as most of us were fully able to walk and could not see the why the Santa Fe gang ought to cop off the fast run. Somebody hit me a lick in the jaw, and I lid not stop to find out who it was, as there was plenty others for a man to head int When us boys got throug better reason why several of those Santa Fe desert rats should ride around seeing New York instead of walking ‘I suppose they will be nothing but old rals at the banquet,’’ somebody said, but the bird who brought the news in from the P.’s and dog robbers, we was reason they was a f the train heard it ther end o ‘Not on your life. There is a ladies’ re ception committee where every one of then s under twenty-five years of age There are a lot of war-working gals from Santa Fe and Albuquerque going to meet us Santa Fe boys. Did you hear how large a ladies’ exiluary California has turned out to dance with you bi : Nobody had heard any news at all about stepped us out to the train shed and around the block into a long warehouses “‘ At rest,”’ I seen the colonel and his two majors and he requested some more men walking down at the far end of the shed “7 suppose they are rig- g up about the automobiles and seeing gin ew York and the ban juet at the Waldorf Astoria,”’ a little dog robber in my squad said Old Captain Pine stepped up and saluted ht then ] are framing up another bath the colonel rig thought, but did not say anythi assembly blew right at that minute and Slim fell us in. We pick up our packs and walk dow: through the warehouse and out a door, and I was never so surprised in my lif We went aboard the boat and went down three lower than the fir boxes, to a place they call the hold “I’m mighty glad we chance to sidetrack this baggage before we start seeing New He set down his blue blanket roll and his gun, and my gun and »at seeing a boat. 7) cellars > going to geta York, the dog robber said bag and his my blanket roll, as I was a corporal and he had to carry part of the outfit ‘So am I You have got to give those dog robbers a civil answer on account of them being nothing but poor devils without a chance in the world. I was going to ta kind to him some more, but Slim blew his ] Sie ‘*Here’s where we ramble out and se Broadway,” the dog robber said “Highball for Broadway,” | squad I ordered my “Go along and I'll be with youina minute,’’ I told them, as I was busy putting on a decent pair of pants that the dog rob ber had borrowed from a D Company mar who was overloaded wit} government like ¢ second battalion, as favorites with the I boys were in t! material, they were colonel] e first battalion, and by that time the battalions was opposed to eact other, just like each comy any was opposed to every other company and every squad was opposed to every other squad. 1 iittie squad members, except in some was even very brotherhood between you had knew him a long time working f the S. P together, or you owed | I got on my pants, and they fit good Waldorf, and so I st: Well, I'm a son of high side of a busted rode twenty eT rh to see Broadway in and eat at the > gangway ave hit the a string railroad incidents as I was when I stuck 1 head up out of the cellar of that boat and \ orly just deliv adjutant making e bath before medicinal inspection y 1 Car A man might have knew then and there that the dirty dog of a Quartermaster, Cay tain Pine, had got himself promoted to be regimental adjutant on account of } a pull from being in the regular army é THE SATURDAY EVENING POST lim he fell us in and the loot rout- I ‘ the best | We were t yar i gl ence mmittee ¢ . 1 Capta Pine t lg r ta , neis, that ( ¢ ‘ t e f , count n the ttlefield ar t lis 5 ng 4 « | ta ne it it eT ‘ Nt the shower bat! l cannot ve Ne act a i ¢ ence mmittee completely naked Just before 1 got to the bath there was 1 issue of salt-wate AD v eft a fine ‘ I A MIKE arnis! ! 1 aT Varr ff with tu entine i ww t h, but this stuff stuck ar id to be laces with a knife By the time I got the worst of it scraped off I went out on the rea atform of the it and taken a last k at I berty ight- ening the w a ind 1t was about the ist sight I seen for quite a while, as my stun mick got very seasick and my last thougnts were “Well, they W“ at least not nave to bathe m\ + ] 7 ] Me and quite a lot more was awful sick, but do you suppose Captain Pine would get y, & and somebody says Well, we're pulling last.”"” When we got so we our necks for language pur hoped that Captain Pine had made the last supreme sacrifice ‘He has ng around and was not sick a ‘the dog robber, who had been too t y to get sick, sald Are we pulling into France or Eng and?” I asked him when I heard the boat WISSIINg been outside of ind, and are now or n Halifax harbo We I 1 can get a is I was and not die wit ut going itside ol land, what W the ocean be like? I was figgering what the ocean would be ke when a bugle began blowing and I heard old Slim’s wissle I decided I would ignore it, but not a chance That the way they do to you In the m **Get up on your hind legs, Shorty. Fa nf bath drill,’’ Slim said. Then he asked me, ‘Are you going to fa n or will I have to fall you i would get a leave ! absence and Ketch a train from Halifax if possible, but I had not nding u pee} tana began to fer more naritable about the Here come rowboats with me them selling cakes, pies, bananas ind everything to eat You would lower down a quarter and get a ple on the end ol the rope | lowered dow 1a quarter and got a pie that must of been made some time ago, as it was spoilt Two or three more S. P. men got spoilt pies, and we were form ga gr ence committee to slam the pies back at the fellow in the boat when Slim i, ‘‘ Hold the deal! You remember them dreen pipes what squirt out [rom the side ol the boat So we Kept fist ng t Tel NV Ut! ts l the stale pies back along the side of the boat intil we had him spotted under a couple of x-inch dreen pipes that led out of the hathhouse. and while we were p ng hin down another quarter to keep him sp i the dog robber went down and opened two aree’? es Both streams hit him fair enoug! and ke to sunk him and his pies rt ttl Y ent was so exciting while it Was going on that the first thing you know yu forgot all about the way your stumn nad teit ind so | the time we got me drinking water loaded and was re to leave, eve bod Nas standing around in the I d you did not notice how the at ro 1 n the ocear more t i noticed hitting a lot of Vv joInt r at ng ol late It took us el n ¢ t pet m there to England; but the mor water soap uu would put rse t Va tne ‘ t a ey dumn whic Londor 4 English w } Slim blew his v The rest of t drinks, which t Was marching — + ter not issued ammonition, and ttle use for it and marching into the goo would of gave overtime for a was good hot wi enamel! off of iffering n kere The or effect get yvoursell I that 1 have t and t! ma heads The juad | four or five bot wi h I had to 1 suppose pu 1On | reg aog ol an ad Ketches me wit and three of I choose + captain too! anything more untl evening the ie more ti I The r t} ied Sau t . te} iy 0 ind | D ‘ ed S } } ody Ww ‘ ow Tt ( ( t it vith Sor t the me We | ) tean ‘ r team and the r 1, th You never saw err l 1 ter \\ ( \\ tor the ¢ me to « n tent t ) l ew hundred feet I est wer } eve ) t ) 1 rT 1 any an a } 1) t ; a Y ye were y ‘ } é ' we | wit 1 I Wa got a t sw ” le 0 | “ ead ther i en ? 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All we win is a tug o’ war, out of sixteen events, and that will show you how stubborn we had got by that time. All it takes to win a tug o’ war is to be stubborn. The main event was the ball game. They do not know anything about baseball in England, but they was a navy team there from the U. S. Navy, and those birds were good. We would of done better, but our pitcher, Mike, could not get his arm limbered up on account of the enamel; so we were defeated by a score of about 58 to nothing. A little while after the game was over Slim blew his wissle and fell us athletes in single file to march past eight or ten Amer- ican and British officers. There was one pleasant officer who had whiskers, and as you got to him he shook hands with you and said, ‘‘ Very well done; very well done, indeed,”’ and then he would pin a little medal on you. I'd taken no part in anything, except empiring two innings after a certain party in B company hit the Navy empire in the head with a bat during the fourth inning, but that mox nix ous, for the pleasant officer with whiskers shook my hand anyhow. “Very good, my lad; very good, in- deed,”” he said to me and pinned a medal on me. You could of derailed me with a cream puff when I found out that he was the King of England. “Next time I wish they would put mark- ers on these extras, so a man can tell what running rights they’ve got,” I said to Slim that night while we were all talking about the king. “‘T made the trip three times,”’ Slim said, “and he give mea medal each time. I’m going to give my two extra ones to Mike, with a presentation speech. Nobody ever pitched as rotten baseball in the world as that bird did. And when the king gets through with this war I’m going to try and sign him to work for the Giants. He is needed more there than here.”’ The scheme did not work out, as Slim lost my medal and all three of his teaching a couple of British soldiers how to shoot craps. They did not know anything about the game, but with their luck and four bits I could be a millionaire in two hours if | could get John D. to fade me. The crap game broke up by a bugler blowing assembly; and a fine time it was to blow assembly. Slim fell us in company front like it was going to be something im- portant; but all it amounted to was that old Pine issues himself another order, just to show his strength, where we all have to take a bath again. “From the looks of those clouds over there and the wind blowing this way,”’ the dog robber said, ‘‘everybody is going to get a bath worse than the cloudburst at Lake Pippin.” Sure enough, before we had got halfway through marching naked under some out- door shower baths, the wind come up and it got as dark as evening. I seen about twelve tents blow down, and we was then dismissed so as to anchor our tents. ‘‘ Man and boy I've lived in England fifty-eight years,”’ a British sargant who was stagger- ing toward his camp told me, ‘‘and I have never seen a gale like this.”’ I did not an- swer him, as I was facing the wind, and you could not talk. It was a strange thing about no rain com- ing for quite a while, but all of a sudden the rain got to us, and inside of ten minutes Saulsberry Plain was Saulsberry Lake, and us mud larks was flopping around trying to get our stuff up out of the water so it would not get wet, except the top blankets. May 7,1927 A fat chance we had. Inside of ten min utes more the water was six inches deep, and just then somebody doing century duty shot off his gun. We figgered he was killing himself to get out of the army, but all he was trying to do is assemble a rescue squad to help get eighty-five or ninety of those bunk-fatigue experts out from under the hospital tent, which had collapsed on them There they were, flopping around in a foot of water under more canvas than they is on a ship. “It will serve them right dog robber. ‘‘They have been soldiering long enough. I hope half of us drown. It will serve old Pine right for being so cuckoo on keeping us antiseptic.”’ A fine lot of mud larks fell ir sun went down. We were a lot wetter than Lake Pippin, because this time there was no high ground any place, and so we spend the night in six inches of water. You would stand up until you got too tired, and then you would squat for a while, and then go to sleep and fall over on some human face that only the mouth and nose was sticking above the water, and it would bite you Well, you would tell him, ‘‘Say, brother, how do you get that way?” and then he would stand up a while and you would go to sleep and he would fall on you Try to get past one of them guys on cen tury duty so as to get out of camp is all | ask you. I got chased back four times. The only thing that made me feel O.K. was gitting an eyefull of Captain Pine and the colonel roosting like a couple of mud hen on top of the field desk little trunks. Finally I told the centry, ‘‘Go ahead and shoot, but if you miss I will sure get the drink of likker I down his gun and said for the love of Mike to bring him a flask. time to bring him anything. A came back with me and assembly was blowing “Tf that is that soapsuds fanati us take another bath, right now to desert right out of the army,” I told the dog robber, but it was nothing except fall ” I said to the just as the and a couple of am after.’’ He lowered I did not get back in lot mors when we got in in and get orders to pack up. A fat cha you had of packing up without using a dredge. I lost a comb and a small book that had some ladys’ addresses i I had in the U. S., a full pound plug of chew tobacco, my union card in the Brotherhood and a gold collar button that used to be my father’s. Some day that ground will make mighty good mining territory, as the S no telling what you could find. They give us a forward mar after a while and there we go, without any break- fast, getting on board a train certainly something wrong with things was managed in those on a train and rode for come to a place where the and punk and slum being co« a little while till re was some coffee ] Ked up ona dock. Well, we laid around on the dock all d drying out. An army smells terrible when you mix it with all the aroma you get around a dock. There was a lot of British ing at us, and our colonel was sneaking around like he was ashamed of you. You could not blame him much because we did not look in a military manner at that time by any means. We had slum and ( about three o’clock they had of slum and tea and punk, six o’clock we had another meal just like the other two. “Holy delicatessen,” I said to Slim, ‘‘are they trying to kill us wit! ? What is the reason they are double-tripping on all ay ing out certainly ] Hh) r | officers look- tea for lunch, and another meal and then about Kindness this grub one day and then starving us to death the next minute and then like a fatted calve?”’ “How come you pick on me for a com plaint department, and since get elected grivience committee. “That that,” I tol him. ‘I amso gummed up wit} berry Plain mud that I cannot get the Continued on Page 58 gorging u when did you right about is all the Sauls-

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I'd like to have your opinion of it. Is this the kind of play in which you like to see MISS LA PLANTE? The finishing touches are being given to ‘‘Uncle Tom’s Cabin,’’ a Harry Pollard production. We will present it this coming season with the belief that the picture will be a revelation to America. Already we have invested more than $1,500,000.00 in it and still we are not through. You can imagine how elaborate it will be. Please write me alist of five of your favorite stars—the ones you enjoy most—those whom you would like to see in Universal pictures. I will appreci- ate help of this kind, because I am free to admit that I “don’t know it all.” Anyway, it is my mission in life to please and en- tertain you, so | hope you will help me. ( arl faemmle President (Te be continued next week) If you want to be on our mailing list send in your name and address UNIVERSAL PICTURES 730 Fifth Ave., New York City THE SATURDAY Continued from Page 56 gravel out of my back teeth. Ain’t they never going to give us a bath so we can get cleaned up?” **Some of you birds are hard to please,” Slim said, and he walked away. I could see that the army discipline was gitting him at last, because he had begun to get sore if you spoke to him. They did not give us a bath that night at all, instead of which they march us onto a very small boat which had been used for a horses’ transport, and packed us in so thick there was three men under you if you were lucky enough to get on top. Before morning come we got into a place and laid around till it got daylight. “That is the French town of Larf,’’ one of the loots said. I certainly was hoping we would get a bath in Larf; but would they give you a bath? Not on your life. They slam us into a pick-up drag that you would not even put a Chinese section crew into, and haul us three days without even giving us a chance to get out of the cars and stretch for more than five minutes at a time. As far as a bath went they seemed | | to be hauling us farther and farther from it all the time. By the time we got to a town called Geni- cart, between the salt-water-soap glaze and the Saulsberry Plain mud and a new issue of heavy underwear which old Pine issued on account of the weather being so hot and thunderstormish, everybody was in a terrible physical condition. You could not even oil yourself down like they do ele- phants, when your skin begun to crack, be- cause there was no oil. We would of elected a grivience com- mittee, only it would not of done any good, and besides that who could you lay the | grivience before? The colonel did not do anything about anything, and his adjutant, the dirty dog of a Captain Pine, would probably take a positive delight in doing just the opposite you requested. One of the lieutenants, who was also human and needed a bath as much as any- body else, told us, ‘‘Never mind, rabble, when we get into camp at Genicart you will find all the luxuries you have been used to, as it is an old camp with modern plumbing; Captain Pine has arranged all of that, and we have got the best camp in France.” The first thing we did after we unload off the train is eat, and it was the same old coffee and punk and salmon. “That salmon is a mighty unlucky sign,”’ the dog robber said. ‘‘Every time we have it there is a cloudburst.”’ “You are crazy in the head,” I told him, as the sky was as clear as I ever saw it any place. But you can never tell about things in France. A good many old Frogs and kids come down to rubber at us, but so far we did not understand much of the language. There was quite a lot of girls. The word ‘‘take a walk”’ is just like our word for promenade. A few of us who could learn foreign lan- guages in a hurry got along O.K. There was a terrible demand for rings, as they would not take a walk with you at first unless they had a ring. So the next thing you heard everybody was pounding silver two-frane pieces on the edge. You upset the rim of a two-franc piece and batter it down and dig the center out with your knife, and it makes a fair enough ring to give to a French girl when you wish to take her for a walk. Right when we get these rings about half done somebody passed the word that old Captain Pine was making an issue of soap. Slim blew his wissle and fell us in. “‘ March past and get your cake of soap,” he told us. It was 5:07 P.M. by that time, and the soap issue come right when you might expect it to interrupt any arrangements you were making to take a girl for a walk. After the soap was issued everybody waited around, sitting on his bedroll, hop- ing Slim would fall us in and march us to but after a while somebody spread a rumor there was no water in the camp we were going to. I taken very little stock in the rumor until I wherever these show ers were; EVENING POST seen a water cart hauling a few gallons of water for the cookhouse. If you have to haul water it is a cinch it is dry country like where those Santa Fe birds come from. The loot came marching out at 6:34 P.M., and Slim fell usin. We marched over to the old French barracks, which were only about two years old, and sling our stuff into bunks made of chicken wire. I never seen such a place in my life. It was 7:54 P.M. before the cooks had any grub ready. You would think they would be able to boil coffee in less than four hours. We had punk and coffee and sal- mon again for supper. The dog robber was more superstitious than ever. “‘T know we will have a cloudburst like at Lake Pippin, on account of this sal- mon,” he predicted. The boy must of come from a long line of weather profits and fortune tellers, because before we got the rim of those rat traps cooled off enough to get them in your mouth so you could drink your coffee, a roll of thunder cut loose like twelve cars of dynamite transporting an extra gang of Greeks to the hereafter, and drops of rain bigger than two-frane pieces that we had been pounding into rings for the Madam- sells begin to plunk down out of the sky. For once in his life it looked like old Pine had done something right, as everybody had his cake of soap. It got dark like dousing a glim, but every five or ten seconds the lightening lit things up, and about the third flash all of the S. P. men had their clothes off, as they think faster than the Santa Fe gang, but inside of a minute everybody was out in that thun- derstorm naked and lathering himself from head to foot. Boy, it sure felt fine to get your skin loosened up after having it set on you like concrete for eighteen days. The rain water was perfectly pure and it lathered better than anything you ever saw. When the lightening would flash you would see twelve hundred naked men leaping around like a lot of Santy Clauses covered with lather. Then we began running around instead of jumping up and down. The first time me and my squad passed headquarters shack where the colonel and old Pine was, I seen old Pine making a special issue of soap for the colonel. “Of course a officer’s skin is different from ours,” I told the dog robber. ‘‘ Look what he is handing him.” Old Pine was handing the colonel a fine big tube of shaving cream, which makes a rich, creamy lather. Running that way in the rain washes a lot of lather off of you, so we kept lathering more and more soap on us and thoroughly enjoying it. On the second round past the colonel’s shack I seen he was only human, as him and old Pine were out in the rain by that time, covered with rich, creamy lather such as shaving soap makes. The lighten- ing would knock you blind after every crack, but all you would do is follow the leader. Twelve hundred enlisted men and all the officers was either following the leader or lathering themselfs when the rain stopped. It stopped just like you would hit a fly with a sledge hammer, and left all the lather on you. There was no more rain. In five min- utes there was no more clouds either, and it got almost daylight again. It strange to see it getting light, but it was only about 8:15 P.M. We did not think anything about those facts at that time, because the lather was beginning to dry into your scalp and onto your skin. All of us S. P. men made a rush for the cookhouse, but all the water you got amounted to nothing, as it had been used up for coffee. I wrenched the soap out of my eyes with half a cup of coffee, and was standing there scraping lather off of myself with a table knife when who should come running up but old Pine. “Bring three or four buckets of water over to the colonel’s quarters!’’ he ordered in a military manner seemed Somebody who was May 7, 1927 scraping himself with a table knife outside of the cookhouse laughed like the rav ings of John MeCullough. The cook saluted old Pine, who had a towel wrapped around him, but you could still tell he was an officer by the way he acted, and said “‘Sir, there is no water.”’ “Humph. What about drinking water said old Pine. ‘Sir, the quartermaster has failed to ar- range for drinking water in this camp,” the cook said, and old Pine slunk out like a dog. The next thing you heard was a lot of wissles. Slim tried to fall us in, but a fat chance he had, as everybody was heading for the river, which was only a mile down- hill. UsS. P. boys led the stampede, as we had the soap out of our eyes and could see where we were going. We got most of the lather off us before it had dried in very deep, and was on our way back to camp when we had to derail around a procession that was marching toward camp from the main part of Genicart, con- sisting of the mayor of the town, the city council, a good many little flower girls, some boys in white silk pants, and other people wearing plug hats, with maybe a hundred Frogs carrying torches “This is a fine fix we h: into,” I said to the dog robber. ‘‘ Tear that towel ir two so I can have half of it.” “No matter how fine a we are into,”’ the dog robber said, “it is worth it Look up the road.”’ I looked up the road and there, heading straight for the proces sion, come old Pine. He was leading the colonel to the river by the hand, as the colonel had not got the soap out of his eyes ive got mess as yet. The minute old Pine seen the procession he stopped and begun fidgeting around like a rabbit surrounded by twelve dogs. He said a few words to the colonel, who was naked except for a towel, and right then and there the colonel put on a private line of cursing that changed my mind completely about him. wire about the colonel’s line of cursing. Old Pine saluted and did an about-face where you carry the right toe back to the There was sure nothing hay heel of the left foot. He did this in a mili- tary manner, although naked, and then began leading the colonel back to camp at a trot. A dog robber told my squad’s dog robber that the colonel had to use his last bottle of American whisky to get the worst of the lather off himself with by the time the Frog honorary delegation got there You never anything finish up so pleasant, because everybody got detailed that night either to help get water for the cooks or else go down and fill canteens at the town water supply, and any detail like that you a chance to walk around with the Madamsells. There was plenty of water in camp if old Pine had knew anything about arrange- ments and where to turn on the valve of the eight-inch main-supply line. It was a mighty good thing for us he did not know anything about what to do, because, taking him all in all, and considering not turning on the valve and‘ giving the colonel the shaving soap, which is a lot worse lather for sticking than ordinary soap, and one thing and another, the colonel was fed up on him even if he was an old regular-army man and had a pull. About headquarters told my squad’s dog robber the old joke, ‘While there is life there is soap,” and they get to talking and then the Saw gave 11:53 A.M. a dog robber around big ‘**Old Pine is being transferred back to the United States for duty, where there is millions of details to think about, and if don’t think them it mox nix ous, like in the regular army.” When my squad’s dog robber spread the news to me, “Come on down to that bar on the edge of town, boy,”’ I told him, “‘and I will show you a new setting-up exercise with bokoo lather on top of them. I will set them up for you and the squad so we can all drink hearty to old Pine, mit him!”’ headquarters dog robber sprang the news. you about and raus

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sated Me ene « a“ a ” Leh 8 PPO SERRN GLC PO AOI NET I NOt IE ARE it JE The Children’s Specialist HERE is among many laymen an im- pression that the physician is graduated from his medical course and hospital train- ing a finished product, qualified to solve and dismiss any problem that may arise in his profession. There is among many physi- cians an equally profound conviction that the doctor’s course is never completed; that he learns daily, not only from fellow practitioners but from the patients them- selves I, as a physician, am among the sub- scribers to the latter theory. And pediatrist—a specialist in children’s dis- I have, in applying that theory, fol- lowed a Biblical injunction and gone to the children for certain guidance which I could not find in books. From these small pa- tients I have learned many things which in- disputably helped me win what success I have achieved in my profession. Some of their teachings may have been trivial, but one, at least, was of profoundest impor- tance. It was that I must win the confi- dence of the child—establish a comradely relationship—before I could hope greatly to aid him. Such an attitude is, of course, ex- tremely helpful with all patients, but I have found it particularly necessary with the boy or girl who is so often taught to dread the doctor’s visit by that harmful and un- necessary injunction: ‘‘Don’t be afraid, the doctor isn’t going to hurt you.”’ Always that is an unfortunate thing to tell a child, for he seldom regards the doctor's visit as something to be feared until his suspicions are thus aroused. I learned my big lesson the first week after graduation. I had obtained a minor place in an institution maintained to care for the sick children of the poor. One of my duties was to visit the wards early each morning, talk to the patients, note and re- port on the symptoms and condition of each. Generally I found the children list- less and disinclined to talk, particularly on subjects concerning them personally most children are with strangers. This, of course, hampered me and did not help them. After several futile attempts to draw them out I solved the problem. Early one morning I appeared in the boys’ ward with a newspaper in my hands. Then as I greeted the youngsters I announced the score of the preceding day’s big-league ball game. It happened that the city from which most of the children came had a particu- larly good team, fighting for first place. That team had won its game. Immediately after learning this the boys’ eyes gleamed with interest. I was plied with questions. ‘Who scored the runs?”’ “‘ Who was in the box?” ‘*How did the percentage stand?” | answered, then noting their enthusiasm, as a eases as that Liwes upon Hopes POR RICHARDS ALMANAC OE MOE read the account of the game from head lines down to play by innings. That ished, I made my usual rounds. Each boy was eager to talk with me. Each answered freely and without of consciousness the questions I asked to de termine his progress announced the score at A trivial and unprofessional step appar ently, but when I left that enter on my interneship in ypolitan hospital, the physicians in charge spoke highly of my work and the patients them- selves seemed honestly sorry to see me go I had won their confidence and comrade ship The lesson I learned from those charity patients stood me in excellent stead sey years later, when, my interneship fir I began private practice in my specialty. Of course the methods were changed in certair details. Today, for example, I know the name and the record of ry high and preparatory school coach in my city; I know who are the captains and the stars of the football, baseball, basketbal] and track teams; I their standings in the scholastic or academic leagues fin- a_ trace self- Th r fter I ] ‘ eTeal le always morning visit my g vi Institution to a metre

know Most boys and many girls of nine years or more know them, too, and nothing can establi easier relationship between physician and child than an apparently casual conversa tion concerning the athletics of the school the young patient attends or hopes some day to enter. With a younger child course, discuss athletics, but there are sh an one cannot, of other methods of entering into an unforced discussion. Frequently I have walked int the sick chamber of a new patient with m; stethoscope dangling from my pocket. As I talked to the mother or nurse I stood so the child saw it. Then when I observed that the instrument had arrested and held his interest, I turned to him and asked, quite casually, “‘Do you want to see how it works?” Invariably he did, and thus a natural and a harmonious relationship was established as the stethoscope was used Often I address my youthful patient by his first name or nickname, but I never ask him for it. There are so many other ways of gaining that information. One is ger erally safe in calling 50 per cent of the boys, “Junior,” and at least 25 per cent of the girls, ‘‘Sister.’’ Even if the physician guesses wrong on this, no harm is done. The child, in correcting him, has started conversation which is the desired a As a matter of fact, the more particularly the grandmother, who, or buried children, feels she knows all there is to learn about their diseases, presents a mucl greater problem. I have found it necessary to send such } that casual pproac! mother, and because she has raised several often persons awa) THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Getting On im the World will Die Fasting

I my W I learned t er diet w erhaps the most necessary fact in the treatment of childrer i too, that ma mothers, though willir follow the doctor’s directio vere 1 ncay 0 eparir t prescribed. Frankly, they did not know enough about cooking, and I had to teach them. Todo this, I studied cooking myse Probably I should fail utte it preparing a seven-course dinne but I eid to no cne! n ability te prep | that is at once simple, nourishing rective I have always observed yet another rule That is to be deliberate yet certain in my sick-room speech and movements. The pediatrist should never appear astonished or ata loss. This is not a pose calculated to

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OW Check Up Results On the Heating Season mw | If the heating plant in your home was manually regulated last winter, it con- an excessive amount of fuel. sumed The temperature varied widely, whereas the Minneapolis Heat Regulator would have kept it con- stantly uniform. Someone had to arise early every orning to fix the fire, or the rooms comfortable until late in the TheAAINNEAPOL/S™ HEAT REGULATOR for COAL~GAS-—OIL were u ve Starte | up fire 2utomatically provided warm rooms to dress in. j ana fuel, com- ,eliminate work and worry next nine il 1 winter DY instailing the ve money your on ] home -APOils Now is a good stalled time ro Any hice or dealer you the Min- Mer I ents. LETTERS Epitor’s NotE—The letters which follow were written by A. L. McCorrison of Sears- mont, Maine, to Ben Ames Williams. Except for the elimination of some personal matters, and except for condensations here and there, they have not been edited. SEARSMONT, Apr. 15, 1923. EAR BEN: The weather is still cold and backward; there is much snow yet in the open land, and in the woods—too much to do any work. The ice in the pond shows no signs of breaking up, though there is but little frost in the ground. We've had no warm weather yet. Quite early this A.M. I went down in the woods, and to the river, looking after the boat. It was cold and windy on the upland, but sheltered and warm under the hill. While on my way home, at the head of the run, on the southwest side of the woods where the old sugarhouse used to be, I sat down and filled the pipe. Forty-five years ago—1878—I spent a week or ten days here helping make maple | sugar and syrup. In those days the annual | supply of sugar was always made on this farm. But, all that’s now left of the old sugarhouse is the foundation stones and a ‘ew broken bricks. Then there was a heavy growth of hard and softwood, oak, hem- lock, beech and maple. Now nearly all is open spaces that was then deep shadowy woods. As I sat there smoking, I closed my eyes and my thoughts went back to those far-off days. Again I could see the clouds of smoke rolling out through the tree tops, and hear the crackling fire, and boiling sap in the pans | and kettles, and father’s ax resounding off in the woods, and Ed’s, and Mame’s happy laughter as they gathered the sap and fetched the wood. I open my eyes; what a change. I felt like crying out—Father! Ed! Mame! But no answer would have come back to me. Now the oak and hemlock are all gone, and most of the rock maple; only here and there a tree that we used to tap in that long ago. But the brook at the head of the run still flows on, as it always does in early springtime. A gray and a red squirrel were running in the trees; robins, juncos, spar- rows and bluebirds were everywhere, on the ground and in the air. Only the sun, the river, and the hills remain the same. All else has changed. Slowly I arose to my feet and emptied the ashes from the pipe. Ashes? Yes, that’s the word —ashes. Monpay, Apr. 16 8:30 A.M. Four or five inches of damp snow fell last night and this A.M. Sun shining now. Have just swept away the snow in front of the door and put down a pail of chaff. It comical to the ‘‘dear’’ little virds fight. One little sparrow just got a piece of Johnny bread the dogs had left, and it was amusing to see him struggle to swallow it. I don’t expect to get many trout before the first of May. The season must be late owing to so much snow now remaining in the woods. Though a few warm days this time of year makes a great change. I have often caught trout under a bank covered with ice I expect H. soon. He says he’s going to try those “‘damned trout in the meadow once more.” is see THE SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7,1927 FROM FRATERNITY Sarah joins me with best wishes to you and yours. Sincerely, B. Mc. SEARSMONT, ME., May 13, 1923. EAR BEN: I know you must be won- dering why I do not send a picture of trout. Well, I made the picture yesterday, but gave it to a fisherman who caught some of them. Wednesday, late in afternoon, we went up to Ring’s. And P. got a dozen good ones in back of the cemetery below the bridge. H. and I went upstream and only got a few small ones. It commenced to rain about half-past 6 o’clock and we came home. Friday we went to the Sheepscot —took G. and went via Montville Center. And got a good catch that was worth looking at. We got between 60 to 70. Quite a number 9 and 10 inches. I won’t go into details—but I got 8 in the first hole I got a strike in, a little ways be- low Silvester’s Mill, at the head of the stream, straight down from White’s Corner just below Hog Back Mountain. Just be- low Quigg’s Mill I got one and lost two whoppers. We found the trout all in quick water, not a strike in the still water. But later on, Oh, my! There’ll surely be some- thing doing in the big holes. I was sur- prised at the amount of trout in the upper Sheepscot. It was equal to 35 years ago. G. was greatly excited, and said, ‘‘Sheep- scot for me, hereafter.” Yesterday was cloudy in A.M., but H. and I had work to do, so P. took G. and again went to Sheepscot. And here is something comical, as well as fisherman’s luck. They got only a baker’s dozen of small trout. The day was ideal, overcast and rainy, but not enough to raise the water. And didn’t poor G. get roasted at the P. O. last night. He got one a little more than 6 inches long. Not only that! But in their excitement they missed the turn of the road, at left, after crossing the stream at Silvester’s Mill, and drove straight ahead for miles over the hills of Freedom till they came to a mill with a stream running north. We saw several huge moose tracks the day before. We also saw a fox and several partridges, and numerous tracks of deer, raccoon, mink musquash and woodcock. And best of all, I am sure that our plant of fry last year cost me a handful of bait. The quick shallows at Silvester’s Mill and below Peavey’s was alive with trout about 4 inches long. The Ruffingham meadow is flowed to the point of bushes and only a few trout have been caught there yet. About the first of June will be time for them there. But I am anxious to go to the Sheepscot again. But probably will not go till H. comes back, which he expects to do about the 22d. The season for farming is more than usu- ally late. There are many banks of snow yet to be seen on the Montville hills I predict good sport on the brooks this Sarah joins me with best wishes to you and family. Sincerely, 3ERT McC. season. Sunpbay, Dee. 2, 1923. if BEN: Just a word in excuse for a very inferior lot of apples I am sending you by express —prepaid. The long tedious drouth of last summer hurt the quality of apples. And the drouth is not broken yet. The hunting season for most game closed Friday. As there was no snow, only three deer were killed in town. G. shot a great horned owl Friday. It was eating a large gray squirrel when G. hit it with a 32 high power plum center. Its spread of wing was 64 inches. Sade has the wings under flat- irons, also the tail of the squirrel—for sou- venirs. And the feet and head are on the window sill by the sink. He was a fearful- looking bird. I went to Belfast last night; had eight teeth filled. Many wild geese passed over here last week. A few lit in Greer Bog, Quanty and Moody ponds. But not within shotgun range. Sincerely, BERT. SEARSMONT, Jan. 6, 1924. EAR BEN: Your letter of Dec. 17th was rec’d. And I’ve been writing more or less to you ever since, but the stuff is now out of date. Until the first of Jan.—and it’s not bad winter weather now —we've had the pleas- antest weather I ever saw for time of year; though there’s a foot or more of snow, it’s not drifted, and autos were on the road yesterday. Quanty pond closed about a week ago. And when the snow came it was not con- sidered safe, as there was only 2 or 3 inches of ice. But the snow has settled the ice and water has flowed on top, so that it will now be time to go fishing. J.S. has a bushel of live bait in a spring down in the Burgess woods. G. and I will try the pickerel at the first opportunity. I put 10 hives of bees in cellar yesterday. G. helped me. Some of them were about all we could carry. I put 9 hives in the 17th of Dec : Am doing chores and hauling wood in hopes to get a year’s supply ahead once more, before I pass on. All is as usual at the P. O. The usual crowd meet there every night and discuss the questions of the day. But their ranks are growing thinner as the years move on There’s but 2 or 3 today, where there was a dozen 30 years ago. Within a radius of about 3 miles from the P. O. there are 53 abandoned farms that were inhabited 25 or 30 years ago. Some of them the best farms in town In 1859 the population of S. was about 17 hundred; today it’s less than 6 hun- dred. In 1859 amoose was not thought of; today there’s a moose yard less than a mile from the P.O. Yet this is a progressive age. But not for the country towns; they The site of most of the red schoolhouses of 50 years ago are now but a brier patch. from these schools whose certainly are going back Yet men went out voices were heard, Ministers, judges, And one a hundred of them, and down and drag out half a dozen a But last in our village where one man used to teach a hundred—there was but 27 pupils and it required three teachers, under exist- ing laws, to teach them. I guess the cards must be stacked against the country. Excuse this hastily written letter joins me with best wishes to you and yours. } in the halls of Congress lawyers, man would teach KNOCK profe sors, and so on. day if necessary. winter school Sarah Sincerely, BERT Mc. Continued on Page 68

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Now, Ben, if possible, I would like to have you come here early in May—say, by the 10th. Early spring is the time that trout fishing has a thrill all its own. Then the upper brooks are full of trout, grass and leaves do not bother, and the odor of the woods and sounds that one hears there is different from any other sea- son. I am sending two separate packages for the boys’ museum. The outer wings, talons, skull, scalp and the tail of the gray squirrel that the great horned owl was eating when P. shot it with a high-powered rifle, a hun- dred yards away. G. called here yesterday and had a won- derful tale to tell about moose tracks out back of his house. He went out after rab- bits, but did not stay long on account of moose. G. declares they are dangerous; be he is right. Sarah joins me with best regards to you and yours. it may Sincerely, 3ERT Mc. FEB. 17TH, 1924, SUNDAY EVE. ELL, BEN: Two months ago tonight I commenced to write the happenings of the day in Fraternity, but when I wrote you last, thought it too silly to send you. But as time moved on, kept adding a little more from day to day, and now have de- cided to send it, and beg pardon for trou- bling you. But Joshua accumulated wealth by using twisted papers to light his pipe. Fine winter weather, so far this month. But just a little too cold for fishing. I was down under the hill by the river this afternoon. The crust will hold me in open land, but in the woods the snow is about a foot deep, and the crust makes hard walking. I went up the river on the ice, look- ing for footprints, and saw many mink, otter, weasel, rabbit, fox, squirrel, and many of partridge. I flushed one partridge— pointed my fin- ger, said, ‘‘Bang, dead bird.”” J. B. has a crew cutting the lumber on the Coombs place, is going to move the mill down from the pond, and set it up just above my line fence, near the river. If I get a bushel of fish the next warm day, you will hear from me. With best regards to you and yours, Sincerely, BERT Mc. Monpbay, DEc. 17, 1923. A light fall of snow early last evening. All clear at 9 o’clock. Just enough to make an imprint of the tracks of great and small; to me, an ideal day to cruise the woods, not to shoot, but just to see what’s been happening through the night. I saw the tracks of a large and a small fox near by the recently buried carcass of a cow, also rabbit, squirrel, weasel, hedgehog, partridge, and several of shrew mice, and numerous old tracks of moose. What a contrast between the track of a shrew mouse and a bull moose. Since the 20th of November the weather has been like Sept., and today the ice will not hold. I had to walk along the borders of the wet places. The past few weeks has been fine wood- cock weather. W. P., who has a line of fox traps up the west side of Quanty pond, told me that Friday -the 14th— he saw a large flock of wild geese, and the next day, Sat., while tending his traps, he saw a lot of ducks in Richard’s Cove and out in the pond below Sheep Island Probably whistlers or coots THE SATURDAY EVENING POST TUEs., Dec. 18TH. Cold and windy tonight. Quanty is still open. I hope the wind will go down so the pond can close up. J.S. has a bushel of live bait. I want to go fishing. Dec. 19TH. Coldest of the season; F. told me it was 5 below at the store this A.M. Quanty is lightly coated, except between the islands, which is always the last place in the pond to close. A draft of air from the Montville hills or possibly a slight current. At any rate, between the islands is a place to avoid when the pond first closes with ice. Some 4) or more years ago a sad tragedy hap- pened there one Christmas Day. The sea- son, like the present, had been warm and open. The pond closed a few days before Christmas, and on that day two brothers, only sons by the name of Adams, left their home near Belmont Corner, and went down Fox across Bog to Wood Island cove, skating. The day was warm and pleasant. A man named Greer, from his dooryard a mile away, stood watching the boys as they skated out past the point of Wood Island, and saw them both disappear through the ice in the channel halfway to Sheep Island. Of course they were beyond all help. A few hours later they were pulled up with grappling irons in 25 feet of water. The father and mother were broken- hearted, and soon after sold their farm and left the country. Dec. 20TH. Very pleasant. Worked in woods today. DEc. 21sT. Still fine weather, with warm southerly winds. Much open water in the pond. SaT. DEc. 22ND. Packed King apples today on walk in front of house; the day was like April. Sun. DEc. 23. Finished the Kings today —8 bbls. Snow- ing and raining tonight. Very warm. Mon. DEc. 24. G. B. came after the apples before day- light. CHRISTMAS. 3 inches of damp snow this A.M., but clear and pleasant today. G. and wife took dinner with Sarah and I today. G. and I went down under the hill near the river and practiced with rifle and revolver. Honors about even—he won with revolver and I with rifle. In evening he and I played cribbage till 10 o’clock while Mrs. P. and Sarah swapped the gossip of the town. Dec. 26TH. Unusually pleasant today. Sun bright and warm, water dripping from the eaves. Reck & Frenchy are off making their morn- ing calls. 10:30 A.M., 27TH. Helped Sarah do the washing, then spent the day battening up the barn for the cold weather that is sure te come. DEc. 28TH. Rec’d check for 8 bbls. King apples, Grade unclassified—sold in Boston for $3.50 per bbl. Net $1.80. 8.30 p.m. About a foot of damp snow fell today. The weather has moderated and may rain before morning. Quanty pond isn’t considered safe. DEc. 29TH. They are cutting some of the old pines at Quanty pond. Those trees were casting shadows one hundred and seventy years ago—1754—when an Indian by name Araxes was disputing the hunting privi- leges of Quantabacook pond with a white man by name John Robertson. And the Sse ¥ mee tis, | May 7,1927 commanding officer at Fort Pownal, now Fort Point, Stockton, decided in favor of the Indian. If I remember right, this took place in March, 1754. And Robertson’s letters, printed on birch bark and carried by the Indian to Fort Pownal, are now in the archives at Washington, D. C. And now these ancient pines, the last of their race, that have weathered the storms of centuries, must be laid low. Spared by General Knox a hundred and thirty years ago, and carefully guarded by all the pass- ing generations till the death of Geo Quimby. Tradition has it that the pines was the ancient camping ground of the Indians. And for that reason, and because many of the trees were scarred near the ground, they have been left uncut for many years. I have a piece of broken flint found on the shore in front of the pines, which is without doubt a relic of some Indian artist that may have plied his trade there ages ago, which proves to me that tradition is right. And very likely John Robertson's birch-bark letters were written there. JANUARY 15, 1924. Still mild pleasant weather. R. F. and R. M. came pickerel fishing today. Drove out with car. Fished at foot of pond, got 9—6 large ones—a good mess. Only 10 inches of ice, had a fine time, but quite cold in afternoon. Do not expect them again till Feb. Then if they can catch a trout, won’t have to put it back. JAN. 17TH. Rained last night, snow in road all gone, very warm and pleasant. Have just been down in the cellar and changed water in tub of bait. Ben, if this open winter continues through Feb., can’t you come down a few days for the pickerel fishing? I would like to have you on the pond some day when fish are biting. A day such as we often see when 3 or 4 men get 40 or 50 fish in an afternoon. If you could be here on such a day, you could make the man who loves fishing turn green with envy. If you could have seen R. F. last Tuesday, so cold we had to break ice away from lines every 10 minutes, yet at a tip-up he would forget his 75 years and run like a boy. And I believe it did him good—that he was better for it. G. has just put his horse in Now for a game of cribbage. the barn. 10:05 P.M. I won 5 of 7 games. But G. eral games ahead in a series. Sarah is now in a desperate struggle, playing a game of solitaire. We keep late hours these long winter nights Very quiet at the P. O. tonight. S. is driving the flivver, and told me there’s no snow in Union. As I came round the house tonight, could hear the roar of the river both south and west. It seems like April. The brooks are wide and no frost in the ground. Yours, BerT McC, is still sev- SEARSMONT, June 7, 1924. EAR BEN: Trusting that all is well with you, thought perhaps a word about the fishing would be of interest. Ow- ing to continual rain, the waters are still high, and no large catches have yet been made, though G. got eighteen yesterday in Ring Brook, which is the best he has done, The gates are still closed at the dam and the meadow is flowed nearly to the point of bushes. G. gave me six last night that were very and he goes there most every day good; two were 9 inches in length The river was very high today. I went down river in boat about & o'clock. |! thought of your father today as I pushed the boat down the river. It was calm under the hill, and the river was like a mirror. | also saw the big turtle. If you ever own the farm under hill and cruise the river, you will sometime see it. I first saw it more than 30 years ago. S. sends love to you all. Sincerely, 3ERT

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is I have a very good ingénue part for er in Anita Stewart’s next picture.” But my daughter is already cast for an- other Van Dy ke Brooke pic ture,’’ said Peg No, no, I am not referring to Norma I mean the youngster with the two yellow plaits down her back and the big brown iughing eyes—the one who has been play ing extra parts now and then.” Seven different girls were tried out for this particular role, but Ince insisted that e wanted Constance. She was promoted nve from the usual two dollars and a half to dollars a day, and this engagement wit} Ralph netted her one hundred and ten dol lars -the largest amount of money she had ever earned in a lump sum. It was char- wteristic of Connie that she turned the hundred over to Peg and bought a second- hand phonograph with the ten. kncouraged by this fortune, Dutch } wanted to leave school forever, and be- noaned the fact that she was not on the regular pay roll she cor stantly begged me to take her to her a permanent ee Mr. Blackton and get job, but I hated to ask favors for the fam | and hesitated to place myself in the position of being refused. Peg, however, hought of a plan to assist Constance wit! out antagonizing me. Putting One Over ‘Norma, dear,”’ she said, “J. Stuart Blackton sent for Constance this morning ind the child is bashful about going to see m alone. Will you please take her with ou today?”’ Of course Mr. Blackton had not really ent for her at all, but I fell into the trap of Pey’s maternal cunning, and leading Dutch by the hand, walked boldly into the private 0) ] ue ‘Well, here she is,”’ I said as Mr. Blac ton glanced up from the desk littered with papers. He ran his hand through his hair ind looked distraught, though he smiled ordially ‘Um-m-m. Yes, yes, what is it, my dear?”’ ‘You sent for her,”’ I reminded him. ‘Did I?” said Mr. Blackton, ‘Oh, yes, ves, of course— about vis ‘The stock company,” I prompted. Indeed, yes; how would you like to have your sister join us?” CLOSE-UPS Continued from Page 35 Co tance perce r t t the ew dered executive vering what e feared was a lapse of me mory, made tt ike ) the spur of the moment, let out huckle She immediately had oO relating the story to Peg when we got home I] gave her a dagger look, which silenced her. However, everyth right, as Mr. Blackton t tl was occasioned by her de ob. He started Dutch a rs a 1 week, which was an aw ul blow to my pr de since I had begun in stock for twenty-five Constance’s initial part was in The Maid from Sweden, a two-reel comedy directed by Lee Beggs, in which she appeared in the title réle. This was followed by another of Beggs’ pictures—-Our Fairy Play —where she again played leading woman, with Bills Quirk, Josie Sadler, Charles Brown and James Lackaye, a brother of Wilton La¢ aye of stage fame. Her third picture rhe Moonstone of Fez —ygave her lite a thr since she was cast opposite Maurice Co tello, with whom she played, also, in The Mysterious Lodger. Besides Lee Beggs and Ralpt Ince, some of her other directors were George Baker, Lionel Belmore y Williams and Cortlandt Van Dueser Most of her one and two ree] comedies were with William A. Quirk, one of the best known comedians of his time. With B ind Anita Stewart, Constance made her first three-part picture—Uncle Buill—d rected Dy Ralph Ince. It wus juite cu tomary to use Quirk’s familiar diminutive name in the main title of his comedies Billy’s Wager, Our Glorious Billy, Bill, the Bear Tamer are a few that come to mind But our Glorious Billy, alas, is no more. The first time that Van Dyke Brooke cast Constance In a picture with me was in October, 1914, in The Peacemaker I was given the lead, Brooke, Costello and Cor stance had the other roles, but my sister and I played together very rarely, as our type of work was radically different even ir those days. Although Constance’s bent was for com- edy right from the start, she could now easily play emotional roles if she cared to branch out. After her East is West of three years ago—the Samuel Shipman and John B. Hymer play—which gave her an opportunity to depict a more serious type of character than her accustomed virtuous vamps or naughty naives, many exhibitors uw ¢ igge t e her play su i p imas W) Beca rY ¢ " make er ] ‘ 1) ¢ hecause t “ ‘ ar A ‘ ‘ ] gy ‘ being { , It - " ment to be ous. g musing t is Y ight t yg is ovocative hen, t me M K one sir sense more reat ‘ r te w wit the aut matter how ever the s ent the re irsa ! a to the comedian 0 omedienne I n the final rightly touche i ‘ goe ong on the picture ‘he be yay ( omedy busine are almost A ns tional tne tie t gst Ssuaized weet ead | as we eT t cer What se nj er ften dea qui mance. How to ghten ul meaning glance, the tr of a ture e mugging of the face witnout ! gt king as beautif hut auiee ; é ig ie . DeIng o OS & Ww! r l¢ ne al me Cast for a Corpse Like Voltaire, Constanc lemnity i disease But f ‘ ree manner, Mn works ‘ } She must not o ve extrac ar and peppy hersell, but she n ( Same happy S} t nto he iv player “a tu} the expre , picture folk use for ening ul he act r quickening the tempo Comed tures require tas snapp) ior 1 tempo is to the comedian wW t temper ment is to the emotional } ‘ Ur ce Constance, wno tound he om the very beginning of her engagemer with the stock company, Mabel Normat anotner of the best of the women screer come playe was at first “ t patnet part rat he t med Mabel was forever dying. She was a ve pe tiful youngst¢ with soft dar ar arge so il eyes, but so t hat THE SATURDAY EVENING POST = Bo ~~ BALLOONS H/-SPEED Equip with AJAX Hi-Speed Balloons. Step on the accelerator. Give her all the gas she'll take. Then as the speedometer mounts notice how the car drives— Easy to handle! Easy to steer! Comfort ! Safety! 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The moment Colgate ; Te x“ . a ep P F, aN y 2 ae ORDINARY COLGATI LATHER LATHER $ he { I picture of Col I greatl agnified gate lather shows h i having ow myriads of tiny how how moisture-laden bub irge. air-filled bub bles hold water, not fail to ge air, in direct contact the base with the base of the ard and . beard, thus softening ey hold air, instead every whisker right f water, against where the razor works \ WA) COLGATI ‘Dept. 500-E, $81 Fifth Ave., New York Please send me the FREE sample tube of Colgate’s Rapid-Shave Cream for better shaving ple box of Colgate’s Talc.for Men Na weakens wiry beards lather forms on your beard, two things happen: 1. The soap in the lather THE SATURDAY EVENING POST fitted naturally into invalid rdles or parts requiring much pathos. Mabel, who had posed for Harrison Fisher, Hamilton King, Charles Dana Gibson, Leyendecker and James Montgomery Flagg for a dollar ar afternoon after school hours, was a shy, reserved, unhappy child, and poorer than a church mouse. She lived on Staten Island and had to get up at 5:30 in the morning, take a street car to the ferry, ride to Brook- lyn Bridge and then get a Coney Island train to the Flatbush studio to start work at 8 A.M. This forty-cent carfare a day was a serious matter to Mabel, who never thought then that the time would come when she would loll back in the comfort- ably cushioned seat of a big car with a neat M. N. on the door Mabel, who was starved for affection, once flung both her arms around me and exclaimed: “I think you are the most wonderful girl in the world. I will lend you my books.” There are no uncut | pages in the volumes that line the walls of Mabel Normand’s Beverly Hills living room. She loves reading better than any- thing in the world except music, and it may | surprise her fan friends to know that she is the author of many lovely poems. It was because she was always running around the studio with a book under her arm, looking for a quiet corner in which to read, that I invited her to share my dressing room. Before that she dressed with twenty or thirty others in a big general room for the extras. But Mabel did not remain an extra long Her personality early made itself felt, and she soon found her way into comedy pic- tures. I can see her now in Betty Becomes a Maid, with Flora Finch, John Bunny and Leo Delaney. The finis showed Leo and Mabel kissing each other across a kitchen table through a big hunk of pretzel-shaped breaks up and floats awav the dough. It was a great disappointment to oil film that covers each hair. 2. With the oil film gone, me when my little friend left Vitagraph Alice Joyce, who was then with the Kalem Company, sent Mabel to see Griffith at the millions of tiny, water-saturated bubbles bring and hold an —_——— abundance of water down to the base of the beard, right where the razor does its work. Because your beard is prop- erly softened at its base, your razor works easily and quickly, Every hair is cut close and clean. And your face remains cool and comfortablethroughouttheday. FREE—A WEEK’S SHAVES Pry this unique “small-bubble” lather at our expense. The cou- pon below will bring a generous trial-size tube—free. ENTRA DIVIDEND! also include a sample box of Colgate’s Talc for Men—the new after-shave powder that keeps your face looking freshly shaved all day long. & CO. SOFTENS THE BEARD AT THE BASE Ve will Also sam The Veranda of Norma's New Hollywood Home, Where Tea is Served Afcsernoons and Frequent Dances are Given on Warm Summer Evenings May 7,1927 Biograph studio. Without stopping to read Alice’s letter of introduction, D. W. er gaged her on sight to play with Mar Pickford, Henry B. Walthall, Blanche Sweet and others Some time later Mack Sennett, an ex associate of David Wark Griffith, offered Normand -Griffith always called her by: the surname — one hundred and twenty-five dollars a week to go to California The demand for comedy was growing constantly,and our company felt the need of meeting the competition of rival organiza tions. J. Stuart Blackton and A. E. Smit} looked over all their players with a view to developing and exploit ng someone to com- pete with Keystone and Sennett comedies as John Bunny’s contract had expired They even tried out Antonio Moreno and edith Storey in slapsti« k, and Jewell Hunt Mr. Blackton’s sister-in-law, was considered as having the makings of a comédienne. But there was a young chap at the studio writ ing comedies and learning how to direct them whose name was Lawrence Semor Larry’s advent into the motion-picture ir dustry was similar to that of J. Stuart Blackton’s, as Semon, too, was a cartoonist on New York newspapers The son of theatrical parents, Semon played child parts on the stage with his father, Zera Semon, and at the age of four teen, if you please, had directed musical comedies and staged an entire show for his dad Larry was also an accomplished magician and tumbler in vaudeville When Zera Semon lay on his deathbed thoughtfully taking stock of his life » exper ences as he stared at the white ceiling, the veteran actor decided that the stage was too uncertain a proposition and the finar cial returns too meager for his gifted sor He wanted his boy to become either a car toonist or a watchmaker, an occupatior which at that time was considered very artistic and remunerative. Larry, comply ing with his father’s last request, chose to Continued on Page 74

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THE SATURDAY HERG. Fric.o s into Bhs fears ays Last summer skidding cars killed 41 and caused 1297 accidents in one state alone. (And there are 48 states in the Union— think of what this means in skidding acci- dents during every summer rain!) Many of those hurt were innocent pedestrians—in no way to blame for the skids which could have been prevented by WEED Chains. When it rains put on chains—‘‘there can be no compromise with safety.” Genuine WEED Chains can be had wherever quality auto accessories are sold. Easy to identify by red connecting hooks, gray galvanized side chains and brass-plated cross chains with the name WEED stamped on every hook. AMERICAN CHAIN COMPANY, Bridgeport, Connecticut Inc. In Canada: Dominion Chain Co., Limited Niagara Falls, Ontario Makers of WEED Bumpers and WEED Levelizers WET RUBBER slips WEED CHAINS prip EVENING POST Continued from Page 72) become a ne “gee ee artist, and journeyed to New York, where his unique cartoons won him posain Perv reputation. In time Mr. Blackton made him an offer to repro- duce some of his series of drawings on the screen and Larry, still holding his news- paper job, began writing comedies, all the while studying the and directorial methods camera The Harder They Fall made an ar- weekly topical. zarry Semon wrote six one-reel stories Hughie Mack, Saxe were in the The Vitagraph Company rangement to produce a Then! founded on his drawings. Kate Price and Templar S first cast. In one of these pictures, just for fun, Larry himself played a minor part that of a butler—and did it so well that the Vitagraph executives called him into the office and told him to turn out a yarn im- mediately in which he was to play the fea- tured role. In the rush of writing the story and other preparations, the day before the picture was scheduled to begin Larry found | that he had no costume to wear. In addition to a walrus mustache or long whiskers, the mark of comedy in those days was a pair of loose baggy trousers. From a piece of old black fur the prospective comedian contrived a mustache a la Ck Conklin, Ford Sterling, Charles and Wallace Beery. The time had not become a heavy, making slapstick comedies under Sennett’s direction. Then Larry borrowed from Hugh McGowan, known as Hughie Mack. Hugh, weighing about two hun- dred and fifty pounds, was so big and fat that his trousers reached up under the arm- pits on Semon, completely enveloping him. Speaking of Hughie Mack reminds me of the time he was playing in Fatty’s Sweet- heart, the sweetheart being Lucille Lee Stewart. Hugh, as Fatty, had bit of business in the branches of a tree during a storm. When the weight of his huge per- son struck the topmost limb, Mack and several branches came tumbling down in a heap, just escaping crushing Lucille under- neath, who thought the tree had suddenly been struck by lightning. In his very first picture Larry Semon in- troduced the thrills which are so prominent lester Murray latter at that but was Mack a pair of pants a May 7,1927 hung suspended 11 of a telegraph pole, today in comedy. He midair from the wire then jumped into an automobile. In his next production he was told to continue with the baggy trousers, but to lay off the moth-eaten mustache. That was the be ginning of clean-shaven comedians. I remember Larry with a sketch pad and half a dozen sticks of charcoal at hand in one of the voluminous pockets of his gathered pants. He loved to set to set and sketch the various players for his own amusement. A cartoon he made of me in 1915, shortly before he was trans- ferred to Vitagraph’s West Coast studio, is still one of my treasured possessions While Semon was gaining fame in slap- stick comedies, Sidney Drew and Lucill McVey—Mrs. Sidney Drew—were amus- ing the world with domestic comedies of everyday married life always a 7 Y go trom Getting the Screen Urge Lucille had been out on the Chautauqua Circuit. Afterward she went into vaude ville with Sidney Drew in a sketch called Billy’s Tombstone. While they were play ing in San Francisco in 1913, Broncho silly Anderson, whose real name, Max Aronson, had been converted into Gilbert M. Anderson and then changed again by his public to Broncho Billy, invited them to visit his a some thirty-odd miles away, at Niles, lifornia. There, some times directed ‘s Suases L. Sargent, joined the Vitagraph staff years later Anderson was making some of the three hundred and seventy-five one-reel West which he turned out his hig profitable screen career. Notwithstanding the crudity « Billy’s studio painted were used, so that a log cabir one of a canvas could be turned veal a sheriff's office on the was so enthused that he ‘“‘got right away. Nothing would must needs have a test of made As he seemed to photograph very well, but was hardly a type for Wild West dramas, Anderson sent him on his way East with a letter of introduction to Blackton and Smith. When Sidney became an actor and director at Vit agraph, he ight | S. Rankin Drew, along, who rns during ly f Broncho where flat sets 1 on Side around to re other—Sidney the urge ao but ne mself pro IS son, and his former Continued on Page 76 DRAWN BY MARGE Magistrate —‘* Beating?"’ Nagging, Never Said a Word When She Spent More Than I Earn, Not Once Ob: jected to Delicatessen Meals, and Kept My Temper When She Threw the China at Me — But Last Night She Refused to Tie My Dress Tie/"' Prisoner — ‘* Wretch, for What Reason Did You Give Your Wife Such a Terrible Your Honor, for Ten Years I've Put Up With Her Constant

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THE SATURDAY A New Man Now a new Swiss food-drink . . . that gives you instant Pep and Energy when you're low ib It mak t mares ( ( . ) \ : How this natural way ‘let-downs”’ Send for 3-day Make this 3-day test | , 20,000 doctors recommend ot ti 1 3-day test 1) t () I \ gists sell Ov 4 s Or tt also in EVENING POST Continued from Page 74 leading woman, Lucille McVey, was also a member of the stock company. When Sidney and Lucille were married I at- tended their wedding, as one of their closest friends. Their marriage was an exception- ally happy one —an outstanding refutation of the theory that two persons in the same line of work seldom get along. Mr. and Mrs. Drew collaborated in writing most of their own pictures How well I remember young S. Rankin Drew, who alternated between acting and directing. He played with me in Janet of the Chorus and other stories. Rankin was a fine, upstanding lad, who met with a tragic death in a crashing plane when an aviator in the World War. His father passed, also, a few years later, and Lucille, his stepmother, followed about two years ago. How sad to think that this talented family who contributed so much joy to the entertainment-loving world, now all belong to the past. Still another Vitagraph comedian was ittle chubby-faced Wally Van, always re- ferred to at the studio as ‘‘Cutie,”’ but reg- istered on the flyleaf of his mother’s Bible as Wallace Van Nostrand. Wally was a rich man’s son, who entered amateur dramatics and directed college plays largely for the fun of it. As the three Vitagraph chiefs grew in- creasingly prosperous J. Stuart Blackton became interested in high-powered speed boats and other sea craft. He was elected commodore of the Atlantic Yacht Club and there formed a friendship with young Van Nostrand. Wally enjoyed the reputation of being a motor and racing expert. He was an experienced mechanician also, but became secretary to the commodore and thereby eventually found himself identified with the motion-picture industry The Wally Van comedies were very pop- ular and the dapper light-comedy dude made a particular appeal to the flappers of i ll connected with the motion-picture profession, being affiliated with producers of independent comedies made in and around New York City his day. He is st War and Propaganda With so many new players and directors being constantly enrolled at the Flatbush studio, money began literally to pour into the coffers of the three partners who begar with a simple apparatus that was a camera n the daytime and by a few twists and turns became a projection machine at night Production costs and salaries were low and profits were high. Commodore Blackton built himself a veritable marble palace in Brooklyn and bought expensive yachts. A. E. Smit Babylon, Long Island; practical Pop Rock invested in a huge estate at salted his away in safe bonds. All three changed their modest runabouts for the latest models in limousine Assuredly those were the day ; of the glory that was Vitagraph’s With studios operating in both the Fast and West, and James and Clara Young and Maurice Costello making occasional pictures abroad, the stock company in reased to more than two hundred players and twenty-odd directors Though only six or seven units could work at a time in- side the studio buildings, several others were grinding simultaneously on locations The negatives accumulated so fast that there was not space enough in the store- room to save them al! indefinitely, and hun dreds of reels were burned after a picture i been released for some time and was ! considered too old to have any further value Reissues were of course unknowr Today every negative and at least or print of every picture made is not stored in fireproof vaults but is heavi sured While there were so many companies working at once, some of the players who were not in any particular unit would re- port to a different director every morning and frequently appear in two or three pictures in a single day Hal Wilson, for May 7,1927 instance, Known to everyone on the lot as “Old Reliable,”’ figured about nin different releases a week. Hal was an ex cellent dramatic man, having been on t} stage for twenty years under Charl Frohman, A. H. Woods and H. V. Dor nelly management. He came to Vitagrap! long before my time, at the end of } season with Clara Bloodgood in The Gir With the Green Eyes. Perhaps the reasor Hal never rose to stellar ré he was such a versatile actor that every body wanted him. He was certainly ir demand, and any part that suggested the possibility of being difficult to act w ie@S Was hecaus« assigned to old reliable Hal Wilsor In my last year at Vitagraph we begar making occasional three-reelers. A Daug} ter’s Strange Inheritance, in February 1915, was the first three-part story I ever played, and in July of the same year I agair had a three-reeler entitled The Criminal, with Maurice Costello. All my 1915 pi tures were directed by Van Dyke Brooke, with the exception of The Battle Cry of Peace. This was the first big feature film | ever made. It was released in nine reels and for the first time my name went up ir electric lights. Previous to The Battle Cry of Peace, Vitagraph had produced their first sever reel photoplay, Hall Caine’s The Christian, with Edith Storey and Earle Williams. It ran at the Manhattan Opera House in New York City, and up to 1914 was acclaimed in England as well as in the States as the biggest production in the history of the screen. Then there followed the first five reel society drama from a popular stage success of the current time— My Official Wife—in which Clara Kimball Young opposite Earle Williams, permanently es tablished herself as a star under Jame Young’s direction. This picture marked a new epoch in photoplay making, as it wa the first screen production of a succe ssful Morey and Eulalic Jensen were also in the cast There had stage play Ha been one five-reel picture presented by Vitagraph as far back as 1908, entitled Th« Life of Moses, but My Official Wife was the forerunner of the modern society drama The Battle Cry of Peace was the initia war picture and aisO marked the first u ne and created a tremendous sensatior paving the way for many superproductior which followed. This story, ised Hudson Maxim's Defenseless America, wa written aS well as supervised by Commo dore Blackton and “‘ Vitagraphed,”” as the | if VW I N« t { i n ntnen ng nece ise of more thar thousar Ipernumerarie I w lea tured with Charles Richman, w the , ‘ 4 y at? T in the aust were Rogers L: J Gordon, James Morrison and | en. Constance " eda The Window of the World After the release of The Battle Cry of Peace, Commodore Blackton received nu merous letters from important people all commenting on tt fea + + ure photoplay. One of the most prized came from Theodore Roosevelt, and read as 1lollow O ER Bay, L. I \ VW MV I Au ¢ " lg We b i toa n t Me I find the letter " rs I I heard much of The I ( Peace up at t Plattsb ( I h received Gene V igre nd, as an American, I congrat General Wood was eon aa next Business Men's Camp, » begins . nber & I wish you w ld too I 1 like . It does « ryone ¢g i I ss pl ist d r to see e chara en n are ere With be M Sineerels Incere Signed) THEODO | Continued on Page 75

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EVENING POST (Continued from Page 76) This epoch-making photoplay, heralded by the press as Blackton’s masterpiece, did a tremendous amount of good in assisting in recruiting. It was shown at the first de luxe picture theater ever opened. Blackton had leased the Criterion Theater at Broad way and Forty-fourth Street, New York City, and changed the name to the Vita- graph Theater. A_ fifty-thousand-dollar pipe organ was installed and for the first time an augmented symphony orchestra was devoted to a cinema exhibition. The martial music was scored and arranged by one Hugo Riesenfeld, who was later to be- come the managing director of some of the most important theaters on Broadway, and whose musical treatment of the motion picture is one of the outstanding contri butions to cinematic art. The panorama of the Vitagraph stage re vealed a broad window through which could be seen a view of New York Bay and the Statue of Liberty. Then a draped silk curtain was drawn while the screen was being set behind it and lights were gradu- ally dimmed down until the foreword of the story was flashed. This was the beginning of artistic presentation and was propheti- cally called by Commodore Blackton on the Vitagraph program, ‘“‘The Window of the World.” All the elaborate prologues and expensive mountings of modern motion-picture pre- sentations date from the opening night of the Vitagraph Theater. It is interesting to recall that the mayor and other city offi- cials, distinguished representatives of the Army and Navy, of the church and state, the leaders of society and the professional world were in the invited audience. At first people gasped at the idea of paying a dollar to see an improved form of motion- picture entertainment, when only five or six years earlier they had witnessed pi tures at nickelodeons. But they agreed that pictures had changed since the five-and-ten-cent days, and apparently found The Battle Cry of Peace worth the price of admission, as the new proved a tremendous success soon venture the theater was at last elevated to a place be- side the legitimate drama. The Vitagrapl Theater was discontinued only because of The once-despised movie at store the unexpected loss of the lease on the building. A year later the Strand opened in New York; then followed specially built motion-picture theaters throughout the country It was at the Vitagraph Theater that Smith and Blackton introduced pantomine sketches during the program C Kimball Young, Maurice Costello, John Bunny, Flora Finch and many of the other stock-company players, including myself, took part in little dramas. A curtain would be dropped to denote lapse of time. These pantomimes, introducing the various Vitagraphers in the flesh, became exceedingly popular. one-act ara these silent The Motion Picture Trust A few months earlier in the same year that Vitagraph gave The Battle Cry of Peace and the first high-class motion- picture theater to the public, D. W. Griffith formed the Epoch Film Corporation to ex- ploit The Clansman independently as a road show. Thomas Dixon, author of The Clansman, after witnessing Griffith's great masterpiece, suggested the change of title The Birth of a Nation. This picture was shown in New York at the Knickerbocker Theater, and Forty-second Street presented the unheard-of spectacle of men and women standing in a long, untiring line to purchase seats days in advance for a moving picture at regular theater prices —two dollars being charged for the best seats. The cast in- cluded many names that have since become world famous. Among them were Mae Marsh, Lillian Gish, Henry B. Walthall, the late Robert Harron, Elmer Clifton, Joseph Henabery—who played Abraham Lincoln— Mary Alden, Sam deGrasse, and Donald Crisp—now a director.

May 7,1927 The year 1915 saw another important development in film history, in the organi zation of the Motion Picture Board ot Trade, of which Commodore Blackton be came president. [Enterprising producers were beginning to realize the need of an organized body to promote the artistic and commercial welfare of picture production President Woodrow Wilson attended the first dinner arranged by the Motion Picture 3oard of Trade, and his presence was re garded as official the in- dustry. Five years previous! had been tendered to Thomas A. Edison on his birthday, December 19, 1910, by the Motion Picture Patents Company called the Motion Picture Trust ized in 1908, composed of the Edison, Bio graph and Vitagraph Companies of greater New York; the Kalem Company, of Fort Lee, New Jersey; Melies and Lubin, of Philadelphia; Selig, of Los Angeles; Es sanay, of Chicago—a combination of the initials S. and A.; S. standing for George K. Spoor, A. for Broncho Billy Anderson and Pathé Fréres, of Paris. These various companies were affiliated and known as The General Film Company, each concern having its separate release, but all tied together and operating under the subconcern, or Motion Picture Patents Company, which controlled the majority of patents then in use in photographing, de veloping, printing and projecting films. It was almost impossible to show a picture without utilizing at least two or three of the group of licensed studios, which rented film only to licensed exchanges, who in turn agreed to deal only with theaters using licensed projection machines. A tax of two dollars a week was exacted as a royalty from theater r the Film pictures.

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every showing General Ina Pillar of Flame The producers who rebelled and refused to belong to this group, such as P. A. Pow ers, Carl Laemmle, Thanhouser and others were known The trade mark ‘“‘Imp”’ was derived from the first let ters of the words “‘ Independent Motion Pi tures.” Great battles arose between the two fa tions and hectic days followed, involving lawsuits, injunctions proceedings My last year at Vitagrapl being my last year of life. We were a picture called A Pillar of Flame, in I played opposite Harry Morey thin party dres as independents and Various court Came near making which ] wore a s, with an evening wrap over it. There was a scene in which I was to be enveloped in flames, and they sprinkled circ le of lycopodi im a certain powaer used in studios for fire scenes around me picture The successfully , but when the camera began to rehearsals went off y

grind and Van Dyke Brooke was giving a and something went wrong and the one orders in every direction, doze n flames crept too near. In less than the twinkling of an eye my thin chiffon skirts were in flames Everyone screamed. I was probably more frightened than ever before in my life, but instinctively I closely about me and rolled around and wrapped my evening coat around on the floor, smothering the flames before any of the company could reach me. A. fk. Smith paid me a very great pliment in saying that I had trained myself to think quickly in my work and that this habit of thought and self-reliance which I had Most of <he move and stood rooted to the floor as the flames crept around me From the beginning of studio old fashioned fire had been a part of the program buckets of water stood ready for emergency, and each player was given a number and assigned to a definite place, so that the buckets could be passed from hand to hand. We were standing about com was reé sponsible for the sane way in conducted myself in this crisis. lookers-on were too panicky to

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Continued from Page 78 each appointed to an exit. would occasionally ring through the studio and all work would be stopped on the sec- ond while we hurried to our places. But as so often happens in the case of a real emer- gency, everybody forgot all about the drill when my skirts caught The prop erty men began beating out the lycopodium encircling me, with chairs, c dra- peries and what not, torn hurriedly from the set. By the beginning of A sonorous gong fire hions,

1915 my salary had increased to two hundred dollars a week, but after The Battle Cry of Peace I was at last a star and was raised to two hundred and fifty. Then offers began to come from rival companies. A new ‘alled The National Pictures of the many that menced to spring up overnight — offered me four hundred a week to go to California. The money was too great a temptation to refuse and little knowing what grief lay ahead of us, Fred and Peg urged me to ac- cept. Vitagraph did not want me to go and later offered the same salary to remain, but I had already given my word to the Na- tional. As we did not want to leave Con- stance behind, decided to her chances on the Coast, too, and notified the executives with an air of importance that she was leaving a week from Saturday. Great was her come-down when Vi Smith, a brother of A. E., who acted as studio manager, replied, ‘‘You need not wait until then—you may leave today.”’ I was torn between the excitement of the coming new adventures in Hollywood and been In organization - "7 While others will sigh For Louisville.

May 7, 1927 reels to three reels in length, with occasiona full-length features. New stages had beer added, lighting had beer amateurish five-dollar stories way to the output of t magazine stories and books rud rude mproved, « were givir rained writers were finding their way to the screen. Improvements of description had been invented fo every cameras and projection machines. Out chaos had come the beginn ng of techr Many of the old vaudeville houses whicl 1] had originally utilized moving pictures as a chaser to create an exodus of the seated audience, were being turned into photoplay theaters. The magic screen, which had beer the signal for exit, was fast becoming the ) chief attraction. Films were no longer pro t jected upside down, with slides announcing One Minute Please flashed at the audience while the projector was being adjusted or the reels rewound Other old familiar slides, such Gentlemer ’) are Re quested Not to Expectorate on the Flo and Kindly Refrain From Throwing } Peanut Shucks in the Aisle, had al into oblivion What a change from the three partners, Messrs and Rock, had built studio on the deserted outskirts of Brooklyr as 30 passed days when the Smith, Blackton their first barnlike where, way back before the ( War formerly had stood the old village of Greer field, to which slaves were smuggled through the underground-rail system In the original deed drawn up between th« Vitagraph trio and Wilhelmena Lotte, who owned the ground, was a clause stating that Miss Lotte reserved the right to drive her cows to pasture through the Vitagr premises E or’s Not This i f f : es by Miss Talmadge. 7 x 4 ca Y issue AIND ENCORES from Page 40 {nd some hare For Ooltewa But Is { pooh-poot a j ; pist For there j | town to co ‘ With a ee / Viel ‘AK 0 There heart tl {nd } } } Vaybe ten o But the othe ( } ) I frase In the city of K 0 There a nea littl cot ? ) I'll furnish con With Grand Raj ind a car from Detroit that QO} } or dead ¢ yi It neh to | mr . . And that’s why I choo To he ng OY" ( Of the ¢ hk j R To a Business Girl SIX o'clock, when other men ao ho , + I wor think of yo ler if, at 81 0’ cloch he ( fhe hrougl You ¢ ? are »f ) ré hil OU {if vher ome y through a litt te ] where a ? han D ondertng / 4 {nd kissing him h flo ( } ‘ hie f

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DWELLERS THE pressure of population in our largest cities pushes up columns of steel and stone—twenty, forty, fifty stories high. As streets become congested and distances sprawl out into miles, that same crowd- pressure extends a network of thorough- fares beneath the ground and straddles the with elevated trains. Markets are concentrated. Here is a cubby-hole in the wall that pays a king's ransom in rent. There is a corner worth a million dollars because of the jostling thousands that swirl by its door. And when you consider that our ten largest cities hold a full seventh of the entire population of the United States, the force of this pressure becomes understandable. pavements What a market for a manufacturer is presented in each of these big cities! . . . Millions of potential customers gathered together on a fraction of land... . An inexhaustible demand that can absorb the output of a chain of factories without a ripple. ... Wholesale and retail distribu- tion centered in accessible points. .. . A territory that requires the minimum of expense for salesmen. .. . : A concentrated market for luxuries, for quality mer- for Paris frocks and winter fruit. ... A voracious appetite for the necessities. ... / And in addition to supply- chandise, ing its own citizens, each of our larger cities is the capital of a surrounding trade area, enormous in its extent, insatiable in its demands. It is not particularly difficult to pene- trate this market. There definite ways to capitalize the smartness of the big town, to turn its flair for the unusual to account. are Sparkling ideas and fresh viewpoints are not only valuable, but indispensable. For it is in these cities that distinguished advertising, thoroughly modern in theme and treatment, becomes necessary to reach the pocketbooks of our most sophisticated public. N.W. AYER & SON ADVERTISING HEADQU ARTERS, PHILADELPHIA Pe aS Ko Lon NEW YORK BOSTON Ee CHICAGO SAN FRANCISCO ome THE SATURDAY EVENING POST

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Burlington Escorted Tours Your Burlington ticket also takes Here is a new, carefree wav t ' ou to Scenic Colorado, without extra the Rockies—with a Burlington | The Black Hills of South Da arted Tour Definite cost Y ota a the Big Horn Mountains covering | all expense n tl a I »y short ky rvthing pian! 1ivan ‘ ‘ de try As trip fre Denver ‘Travel expert with ich party Ask rm Li 1 te) g t tor th for Tours Boc K. iSt “~ “ “ See G r Nat Par th If vou are going to the Pacitic North i t On] $4.75 extra rail West th summer, you . ost. O B t Serv mak ca asily arrange a visit Yeuiowsont| | t rful nbinatior to Y wstol on the i this | way. Ask the Burlington if | B th [ray Bureau t ‘ Chicag th ou pla r trip ‘ Burlington MAII ru4.s As included in your Burlington ti YO Cod THE SATURDAY custone’s greatest thrill H“ Copy Roap ( REL wwthout CENT dU COST EVENING POST May 7,1927 IN PRAISE OF FOLLY Continued from Page 49 “You're a pretty nice goat.’” She gave him a peck of a kiss which landed on his chin and they both laughed. Coles.” “Oh, I’m coming back for you about eleven,” he said. ‘*‘ You won’t want to stay. I'll run out toward Westbury Potters and drop by for you on the way “Good night, to see the back.” Leslie thought about that while she waited for someone to answer her ring. Coles Fraser had no business saying she wouldn’t want to stay at her own sister’s It angered her because she knew | She hadn’t enjoyed Alix house. was probably right. her visits to Alix very much. had changed. But Alix had had the courage to marry that Freddie McCord in spite of them all, and now she had a baby boy and happy and leading her own life. Alix was the one person who would know how she felt about Tom. Alix herself opened the door You darling! Anyone with you”?”’ Yes, Alix had changed. terrible thing to her hair, or something. She was only four years older than Leslie, but she looked a hard thirty-two, Alix did. ‘“*You look tired, Alix dear.” Alix made a little grimace. ‘‘ Maid’s day out. I’m cook, nurse, housemaid, butler if you can call it nd le was ‘Leslie! She’d done some and lady of the house that—all in one. Come upstairs a Going to spend the Don’t make any noise. scream.”’ ave y} night, If the yur things. i't you? baby wakes again, I'll Downstairs again in the rather crar e said with apparent iving rooms Ca ness, ‘*Wasn’t that Coles Fraser you drove out with? I don’t suppose he wanted to come in. I'd rather like to see Coles, or any of—those people.” ‘I wouldn't let him come in,”’ said Leslie ‘I've something to tell you, si I wanted to be alone with you and-—by the way, wi is Freddie?” Alix laughed. ‘Oh, the young married gang is over at the Hortons’ having a f irinks. Freddie and I were playing R aS iong as and then he went out to join the party. | And now little darling Leslie the ; hand. lad. take. He’s just the man either of us could st: was too tired out Ss jueezed Don’t make a mis for you. Of course mother and daddy are . ; comes witn news grand Leslie’s “i'm a0 % pleased?’ “No, the} ‘re not, one who wl ip. I've always loved you for facing it out Freddie It’s rea! z Leslie was star-eyed agai: Tom Cooper.” That boy Yes, I was Leslie shool Alix ner neaad,. You're the only | back me bout the thir love. going to mar! “What! at Leslie, you're mad. Tom Cooper? mad too. Look at me.’’ She spread her hands ina gesture. “And you expected me The pale amazement in deter Alix “It’s all O DACK you up: Leslie’s face did not right for me to take the consequences. I haven’t complained. But I'll tell you enough to keep you from such a fata I’d do anything A hammering on the door and voi Alix from Tom Cooper. ces iIn- terrupted her. Here’s Freddie back wi **Good,”’ said gi I'm so glad. Leslie’s next hour and a half was im- pression of wre Kage, the stages dis- arrangement and distortion a small living and t room could undergo at the hands, he feet, of Alix’s young married gang. She was trying to think about what ix had said, to realize it. But she couldn She had to laugh and be gay for Alix’s sake and spend an effort to keep the flushed face of one of the young husbands a dist her own. All their faces were their voices loud, talking over the di piano. Glasses made little wet rings on mantel and the end tables by the lamp shade was knocked crooke back. of them i, arug was thrown Six were crushed together on the divan, arms about one other’s shoulders, heads thrown back, care less of their clothes. Fre ddie, going unsteadily back and fort from the pantry for cracked ice and glasse and more supplies, finally desisted fron pouring harsh cox ‘‘What’s the matter with y the party.’’ Underneath its flush, Fred die’s face seemed drawn. He was about something and trying to keep it of his mind. No, now that she n: of those young men had the half-hidden expression in their eyes her throat talis worred out yticed, a subtle tired, Their voices were not soft, and they laughed and same couldn’t all be worried, and the girls, and gestured danced wit} abandon. But when Leslie looked at each face she saw weariness. the wail from tloor above eT Alix hu ig up the stairs. It came over Leslie like a smothering cloud what Alix Alix had been through, ow Alix’s love match had turned out. Alix ad been the life of the party, singing louder than any, more abandoned: her anecdote had a rougher edge If the clamor had subsided, it had been Alix who wl it uy the Leslie ooped again, as lf sne would drown , ) i vulgarity of it all. shook off restraining hand a a dashed up the stairs after her sister. Alix was in the baby’s darkened room, kneeling beside t ie bed, wit! her } isoot ng ba to sleep the disturbed little form in the blankets. Her face when she turned to Leslie was streaming with tears ** Alix!’ “Well, how did you e the part Alix’s try for a laugh was a sob. Bot ) them were weeping now with their arn about eac other, “We've got to Know ““Wecan't live alone We're deep in debt we ve got somebody » "said Alix. Those are our friends and can’t get decent maids and to have some fun! ‘Alix, I'll tell father.” “Don’t you dare,” said Alix. “I'd die She looked down at the ba y “Tlis name Barton Overbrook McCord Le t Isn't that a joke? Oh, don’t make a mist ‘ Stick to your own kind. Go wn to the corner and get a taxi. Go home I don't want you here tonignt Le lhe Leslie es aped out the front door be fore Freddie and the others rea ed her inter tion. She kept her tear-stained face averte and paid no at tion to Freddie’s shouts All right ou’re so high hat She heard th Outside, the moonlight was still beau ipon the dark gabled roo She starte running toward the ce rt but someor caught ner by the arm Leslie, wait! It was Coles |} ¢ H ed her ba o the car parke at tne iT ‘What’s all this about, Leslie? Bad that I saw you run out that doo Now stop crying. What happened Before they reached Queens Boule i Leslie ed hin stop. “I give up, Cole I could stand daddy and you. But I'd counted on Alix. What time t? Be cause | want you to drive me to Roslyn Coles. The housekeeper’s there and the place is oper I must see Tom and te ! I can't go thro wit it I must te m at once I can’t carry that on n eart Please. We can get there by twelve and you'll be back in New York soon af Is it too big a favor?’ The housekeeper precedec Y roug the huge dark rooms, switching on the lig “Yes, ['Ilspend the night. Mrs. Overbrook will be out tomorrow, because there some sort of lawn féte | y part t the Philmore estate in the evening. In honor o some English people, I believe Yes, | stay here now The vere in a smaller room, a sort of stud rthnere was a ure esk in it. Through a broad window « the fre earth fragrance of a garden in late Continued on Page 84

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Leave word for him to see me here as soon as he returns from the village.”’ Barton Overbrook sat at Behind him on the wall an otherwise gloomy the desk and lighted a fresh cigar portrait of an older Overbrook was brightened somew by the healthy color and Van Dyke of hi period, It was a proper background. “TI young man must be made to realize.”’ He was still sitting there when something after 10:30 the gardener appeared in the seeming somehow to have But he and the weather un red in his blond hair gave an added impression doorway " yrown in his employer's sight wus tall enough without that, brown of his face and the streaks of of strength. Barton Overbrook might well ven heed to that rugyed too. The en deigned to dress par : , and to the ness of chin and calm gray gaze fellow had not ey ticularly, he wore his customary white shirt and gray Norfolk jacket. “You wish to talk to me about Leslie, of course, Mr. Overbrook.” Yes Please s embarrassing at the it down, Coope r It was moment that Leslie’s choice occurred to her father as not ¢ ntirely without reason, Surely he was not going to be forced to argue against his own feeling a But that was absurd And yet — well, physi But that order not to have an well. an Overbroo} marry a hired man! cally at least, he could see them “In advantage, Cooper, I'll begin by discharg ing you from my service.”” He observed the young casual “And then I must tell you that I will never permit — that was nothing. man’s nod I object absolutely to your attentions to my daughter, Leslie.” Tom Cooper did not change his expres- sion. ‘On what grounds, Mr. Overbrook “Grounds?” Barton Overbrook leaned forward. ‘‘ Don’t you know that the Over- brooks have been famous in New York for eighty-five years? Who are you?” “T?" The young man smiled. ‘I am Tom Cooper, from Iowa. Nearly three hundred years ago Governor Winthrop, of Connecticut Colony, two captains against the Pequot Indians. One of them was also Tom Cooper. I seem to date you, Mr. Overbrook. For three hundred years the Coopers have been gentlemen in any 7) sent narrow sense— soldiers, doctors, preachers, every man of them.” Sarton Overbrook was flushed. ‘‘Coop- ers? I never heard of Coopers #g “Nor I of Overbrooks, sir. I had to come to New York. You will have to go to New London, Connecticut, or to lowa. Dr Amos Cooper, my father, is known to every Iowan within seventy-five miles of him. Your point is not well taken, sir.”’ At the core of his anger Barton Over- uncomfortable feeling that It was a Western brook had an Tom Cooper was right. viewpoint, a new angle. “All right, Cooper you I'l leave the point. I'll be brutally material- It’s manner of life that luxury, money. We've had it. it. You haven’t. That’s frank enough. You’re different because you've lived dif- ferently, you as a simple workman, she as a princess of the blood. She must marry her own sort.” “I’m glad you brought that up, Mr Overbrook.’”’ The young man seemed al- most to be appealing, as though defending himself against an antagonist whom he did not want to wound. “It gives me a chance to confess. I’m not an ordinary gardener I took this place because your garden of- fered better and greater variety of roses than any other I could find, and I was ex- perimenting with a rose spray. more for chemicals than you've paid me, but I’ve perfected my spray, cheaper by half than the other stuff I’ve been using and twice as effective against mildew, rose bug, green and black aphis. The formula, if properly marketed, is worth a fortune I have also developed fruit sprays.” “It’s commendable, Cooper.’ Mr. Bar- ton Overbrook smiled pleasantly. ‘‘ But To please istic. counts Leslie’s had I’ve spent May 7,1927 you're self-made, or making. You're not our kind It won't do “Won't it?’’ When Tom Cooper stood up he loomed above the desk Mr. Over brook, I’ve learned to be fond of you. I know what you and Leslie are to each other I'd hoped I might win you tonight rather than offend you, and I’ve explained that I'm a gentleman and have prospects of suc cess. That’s enougl Now I'll tell you that I worship Leslie I di ot KNOW ict a feeling was in the human breast. I’n going to have her I’m good enough for Leslie or I would not ask for her she loves me. That’s what you’re up against You can’t beat it Barton Ov flushed. It In a way, it was enthu: erbrook was not anger this time asm. Once again this evening he sat in the warm, giddy preser With Leslie it was beautiful and mysterious. Here it was He held back his instant of appreciation, a fascination whict young love first love aimost may icent nl last attack for ar had never left him since the dark eyes and the lilt of Peggy O’ Hara had gone from hin Ah, well, same -brief joy, long unhappiness “Beat it, forever now as then, it was the Cooper > Of course I can’t beat 7 ff. . 17 1 ‘ Py it il you Will tet her stoop to you It wasse veral minutes before Tom ( oope made any reply to that He was think and the gradual sag of his fiyure told ho truly the stroke had hit Finally he shool himself erect again ‘T assure you, sir,”’ he said, “that neithe Leslie nor any woman will ever pton Leslie and I have never discussed that. | took it for granted, when I placed at he feet all that I am and have or hope to have and she accepted it, that my total, n everything, equaled her everything I want no sacrifice. I'll add to the voma I love or I won't have her If Leslie has ar such idea—but I'll have to hear it fron Leslie, Mr. Overbrook.” ‘You won't, Cooper She ¢a But make no mis what and she won't tel] you take. Leslie knows her Tom Cooper’s answer you will cost was immediate “Then I give her back her worthless prom ise, sir. You may take it to her.”’ At the door he turned again. ‘I congratulate you upon your accomplishment I away by the first train.”’ 3arton Overbrook remained in his study A smile hovered upon his lips, but it wa not a smile of satisfaction. There satisfaction in smashing an i shall be was no llusion, evel! though you knew it was an illusion, ever though the end was always unhappiness, disaster. He wondered what sort of perverse purpose it was which made the Tom Coop ers of the world and the Leslie Overbrooks | when that love was fall in love doomed either to frustration or a sordid end. Of course his own action in the affair was ur What f not to be able to show equivocal. He was Leslie’s father good having lived i And he knew the on a time he, too, had felt the fire die out of his heart He had been re warded with a place of honor, a wife his children the way way because whon he had never failed, children whom he adored, reasonable happiness. It was idl to sit there and dream and conjecture what might have been if-—-if Peggy O’Hara had not gone home. A half hour passed. Barton stood up as though clearing h Overbroo} is mind of preoccupation. Yes, it was idle to conje ture what might have been. There was a glow in his cheek and he felt worn. He must have been more excited by the than he thought. He felt uneasy that Cooper boy too. Maybe Cooper would about need a little capital to put his rose spray or the market He went into the hall the door which opened into Often he There of a moon shadow, and a sun dial of the dusted with silver It wouldn't hurt to suggest it and back throug! his garden went into his garden at night was a white stone bench at the edge and the new leaves rose bushes were a gate was the sharp gable of the tiny garden hous« seyond the back Continued on Page 86

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en the vhite-hot flame f e hi torch cannot harm these titul h ral shineles “lifisd éxagonal ZINE are FIRE-PROOF, not / re-resistant or fire fe THE Be sure your home has fire-proof shingles the heat of your furnace thet tri you Cal ust it to defend of roof-communicated fire ihen a material that will give lasting sen expensive in the lor Made f asbest« s and Portland cement Ashe stOos Shingles are actually eve rlas ne eed another roof You should neve repairs. [he first cost is the last a most Ss 1 | , See these beautiful shingles, note the famous blow-torch test these shingles tight to your roof } ! HH dealer near you | JOHNS- MANVILLE CORP SATURDAY EVENING POST Re-roof for the last time with these everlasting shingles right over your old roof HNS-MANVILLE =: RIGID ASBESTOS SHINGLES

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I THE SATURDAY Walk-Over Shoes an your shoes the appraisal of a woman's glance? A* OM on "4 ‘ ‘ of takit € et Of your r TI ihe t iniportant yours ¢ \ tr C ( Women ot as Wel Men are e. Nx th- stand And that means comfort as well iS aristocratic lines. up your feet into a pair of \ ; rr Valk-Overs. Feel the snug com- fort of the uncopyable Walk-Over Know that tl t Nere ther | iT shaped *« nese | Snoes i? 1 ] ’ ¢ t 7 } ‘ l t KRCCT ii¢ made h CAMPELLO, BROCKTON, MASS. EVENING POST May 7,1927 THE EXCEPTIONAL CHILD (Continued from Page 20 doctors and then turning a whole building into a great temporary hospital and ade- noids clinic for free operation upon all the children who needed it. Incidentally, with the splendid aid of the school dentists in clearing up the abscesses of the gums and roots of the teeth, which, next to the tonsils and adenoids, are the chief hotbeds and breeding grounds for the germs of rheumatism, we have already scored a marked falling off of rheumatism and heart disease. In fighting these foes of childhood we are at the same time prevent- ing and relieving two of the chief afflictions of old age, deafness and crippling rheuma- tism, while middle age is being relieved of the dread of what is now its chief cause of death—heart disease. Thus is the Scrip- ture saying fulfilled: “‘And a little child shall lead them.” Less spectacular, but almost equally help- ful, was the move against eye troubles in the school child. Oddly enough, there was more bitter opposition simply to putting a pair of glasses astride a child’s snub nose than to the operation for adenoids. This came chietiy from the parents, who were simply inconsolable at the idea of turning their tiny ones into little old men and women. They seemed to think that specs would skip the poor youngsters right over from their first into their second childhood and not leave them any time to enjoy life at all. But the teachers were different. All that was necessary was to get them to assist in making tests of vision in a few stupid or difficult pupils. As soon as they once saw how little the poor children could see and how quickly they improved, not only in vision but in alertness and intelligence and conduct as well, when fitted with a trial pair of lenses in a frame, they were at once enthusiastically for the movement; and a large share of its success is due to their cordial and intelligent support. Lessening Eyestrain peen al- For success it emphatically has ready, far sooner than we dared to expect. Not only have nearly a quarter of our chil- dren had their school work turned from a punishment into a pleasure, but by the general tremendous impulse which the work in schools gave to the care of eye tr ubles at all ages, we are actually able to report a distinct falling off in the number of « and general amount of blindness every year. And this in spite of our rapidly increasing population and the myriad multiplication of deadly dangers to eyesight from our blast furnaces, our electric weldings, our steel lathes, our whirring machine shops and factories, l } all perilous miracles of modern science. Never our emery wheels and all the before in history were human e} protected and kept in such excellent work- ing condition as today More unexpected yet, in spite of the bitter outcry that if the doctors were given their way it would not be long before all children would be put into blinkers like a horse, runaway are probably fewer children in spectacles now than there were twenty The that though thousands of tests have shown that years ago. reason 18 the majority of children are sightly long- sighted when they enter school, this is not a permanent condition. The eye has not yet into its grow? permanent shape, and a weak iong-signted, or plus, glass Is fitted, t ove e grow t ( ar an otter ( arde late 4 n the ¢ as ga 1 l trength and adult pe ven t emporary aid of glasse ne needed in the majority oi long-sighted eyes in children, if proper steps are taken to lessen the strain of reading, writing and other close-up work— this by pertect light ae . ing and Dy careiul fitting of both seat and desk to each individual child so that he can it comfortably erect, with his chin up, while reading. This prevents congestion ol the eyes with blood by pressure upon the great veins of the neck; also by arranging the school program so as to shorten period of reading and writing, and intersperse then with play periods or gymnast or shop work or school gardening Progressive modern schoo 10 not per- mit children under nit » use their eyes a close -up work more than twer ty minute at a stretch, or to be shut up in one room for more than thirty minute Also they train our lucky g or rapidly, ar er and reaso out what they have read until they master it, instead of slavishl) ommitt lesson to memory and getting it by heart Outsizes in School Children In fact, the responsibility for the health of the child while under their care. And the seats are not filled with puny, pallid philosophers, or myopic, bespectacled babi¢ sured would be the case the schools now issume we were leremial and crape-hangers of twent sago. Or the contrary, we see row uJ ww of bright eyed, fresh-colored, pearly-toot} we set-up, irrepressible youngsters whom it sheer pleasure to stand and wat or plunging and shouting out through tl} school gates, young vigor and joy of life from a breeder of eye neurasthenia, throug! like a livir g cataract of fre The schoolroom, ¢ strain and ol udicious forcing, has become a place wher ‘the eyes of the half blind are oy the ears of the deaf unstopped,” a rea health resort, playing a splendic preventior of disease and pain and length- ening of life span now so victoriously under way But through sweep of all this forward improvement of health ; ror and alertness, there kept constant tiful little wand of cropping up here and there p duliards over whom the magic science was waved in vain. The stream of advancement swept past hand as water past bowlders ir was no use fitting them with spectacles, for them on either a brool It they understood not what they read; or operating for adenoids, for their deafnes ) lay deeper than the eardrum soon we began to recognize the type often, absurd as it may sound, by size. I! we looked into a schoolroom and saw a bis hulking boy sitting at a desk three sizes t mall for him, looming above the ot} children like a mackerel in a school minnows, we suspected a case of feeble mindednes at once. And usually the now famous Binet-Simon mental test reveale that the poor young mackerel was two to five years behind h proper mental age His gr er bodily size t sim] that he had been sitting peac that grade and room for three or four years, doir nothing but grow, while generation afte generation of minnows swept past him Naturally he joke of each successive was the swarm of minnow and equally naturally, he retaliated wit! the only weapon his dull wits had I him—t situation worked badly Intelligent teachers were eager for a thing that lief promised reli were soon made of most of the schools w s superior size and strengt} all round el and studte the aid of the Binet tests. These showed, first and cheeringly, that thea f these poor feeble-minded you s g les Was sma ern than 4 5 r cent lu or fr the tho i Ne r tine i osed that when these haple ttle who n is had stopped a even ¢ ) w e the des key t ¢ v t ‘ noon were set free by the sv 1 ( Irom their stool ¢ inishn t, to wl thev had been cl ed Andromeda to her rock, their temper and conduct in proved amazingly. Gathered together Continued on Page 90

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They made a regular happy family, the older ones devoted to the little ones, and al most raised the question whether a brilliant intelligence was all it is cracked up to be Most unexpected of all, their removal as focuses of disturbance from the classrooms had almost an equally happy effect on the situation there. Conduct was greatly im- proved, discipline became easy, and the normal! children, rid of perpetual holdings back and endeavors to make things clear to the poor dullards’ minds, pulled together smoothly and made steady, even progress. This brings us to the other and more cheering type of exceptional child, the plus instead of the minus; the one who is ex ceptionally bright instead of abnormally dull. At first blush one might be inclined to think that it was hardly necessary to give any special care to the bright pupils, the good scholars, as they were well able to take care of themselves. But asa matter of fact, there is no group which is more seriously in need of special attention and judicious handling, or that will more richly repay it In some ways they receive praise and honors enough, both in the classroom when the visiting committee comes and on the platform on commencement day. Yet in other respects they are often, on the one hand, sadly neglected, or on the other, de- plorably exploited and overdriven for the honor of the school or the pride of the teacher or family. A brilliant pupil's lot is often no bed of roses—or, more precisely, is a bed of roses with the thorns left on. By the time he has been promoted to another grade at mid-year two or three times, he finds himself among children who are sey eral years older than he is and neither flat tered by his premature arrival nor grateful for hiscompany. For every pat on the head he gets from the teacher or principal he is likely to get two elbow digs in the ribs from some jealous classmate who is bigger but less scintillatingly brilliant than he When Good Scholars Get Together In fact, these precocious youngsters are often made to feel most uncomfortable all the way round. Their bigger and less spec tacular roommates regard the presence of these juvenile geniuses as a reflection upon their own abilities, audibly object to having a lot of smarty kids about and tease and bully them. All of which the poor little crack scholars are unable to check resent openly, while telling teacher only makes things worse. The pupils of their own age whom they have left behind look on them as stuck-ups and swelled heads and or evel refuse to admit them again to their fellow ship. So that they Moham med’s coffin, hanging between earth and are all like heaven. Indeed, by a bitter paradox liant children land in somewhat the same at the other They are so these bril impasse as the poor morons end of the intellectual scale guyed and hazed and put upon by the big ger children in the class that the only way they dare attempt to get even is by us their quicker wits to play spiteful tricks or their tormentors— putting salt in the sugar luncheons or spilling ink In fact, some of at school upo! copy books and into desks them turn into regular little enemies of so ciety to get revenge on their oppressors Letting them forge ahead alone throug} the grades at their own gait does not as a rule work well. In some of the large schools, where enough of them could be got together, they have been formed into classes, given special teachers and sent racing up the grades a la grande rifesse, or great swiftness as the French call an express train. They make splendid time —fairly eat it up, their teachers say, spurring one another on, May 7,1927 far more peace and comfort than when scattered singly through unfriendly grades. But the day of reckoning poned. When the happy eager class of youngsters triumphantly graduate from the grade schools at twelve or thirteen years of Is Only post- age they find themselves again up in the air They are, in the colloquial vernacular, all dressed up and no place to go They have shaken off the dust of the « lementary schools from their feet, they have passed with flying colors all the examinations for admission to the lordly high, but they are not mature enough to enter its portals on even footing with ordinary boys and girls of fourteen and fifteen, or to appreciate and get the most out of the training and experi ence of the high-school course and corre sponding period of life—especially in view of the increasing importance of and part played by social considerations and apti- tudes during this term of years All Books and No Play Even if these wonder children should make another sprint through high school, with their eyes fixed upon the shining goal of college, it will be little to their advantage to land before its gates at sixteen or seven- teen years of age. They will find themselves as complete misfits as ever. Their interests have been overwhelmingly intellectual and comparatively little social or athletic The infant prodigy may be a delight to his own family or to his teacher, but socially he is usually an utter frost and in athletics a washout. It isn’t his fault, either; he can't be blamed for the fact that his brain has been developed under a forced draft while Dame Nature has wisely refused to let his body expand and enlarge by any such hothouse methods Altogether a puzzling problem, this fit- ting in of the child of exceptional ability; for some of these but one well worth solving, eager and alert or dreamy-eyed and reflec tive youngsters may prove the most price less assets of the community a couple of decades later. On the whole the nearest approach to a satisfactory solution is to hold them with the class, o1 children, with which they entered school and let them move quietly with them up through the grades. high- strung youngsters have no more need of the year’s crop of These keen, spur than a Thoroughbred colt has of the whip. The last thing they ought to get urging or forcing of any sort On the cor trary, they should be skillfully steadied with the rein until their bod can catch up with their mind This does not mean a po y of drift, or laissez faire, or a negative att tude on the part of the teacher; quite the contrary, ir fact In the first place a thorough and searching physical examination is made by the school doctor or family physician and the bright youngster is urged to take long hours of sleep, which is the muscle builder known. Then a careful schedule of play, athletic sports and gymnasium wor! is mapped out with the teacher, and the youngster is advised how he may best im best prove his game, build up his muscles and catch up on the playground with other children of his age. Both he and his com rades should be given credits for points won and progress made in athletic games, as many already the case in chools, so that the scholar and the sport may meet on equal ¢ j terms with mutual respect and liking, eac} helping and coaching the other ir ne held n which he tronger, tothe great advar taye of both of them A careful scientific intelligence test should be made to determine both the high light and the soft spots of his precocious mind then a course can be mapped out for him with considerable accuracy and effective ness. And it should always be rememberes that such a test is to help him develop | mind, not merely to detect occasional and inevitable gaps and deficiencies. He is not on the witness stand, with a hostile attor ney trying to find a flaw in his alibi and then bear mercilessly down on it, to the Continued on Page 93

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(Continued from Page 90 exclusion of everything else. If, with mis- taken zeal, he is bedeviled with a set of studies composed of his pet detestations, ‘‘so as to build him up where he is weak- est,”” instead of encouraged to expand in fields where he will feel and delight in his strength, his outlook on life and his faith in those who let him in for this extra toil may become so soured that it positively curdles. He didn’t need any special tests to know that he and certain subjects got on together about as well as the proverbial Kilkenny felines; he had found that out by sad experience long before. To tell him that he was so clever he could do more than his fellows, and then give him only the work he detested, would make him feel that the Elysian fields to which he had been pro- moted were strewn with poison ivy Extra ability should be rewarded, not penalized; itisa bonus of working capacity, a surplus of intellectual storage space, over and above the amount that may be right- fully expected, and it should be respected accordingly. To fill it with odds and ends which did not fit in elsewhere is like storing coal in a sun parlor. Instead, his likings and aptitudes—the two are usually syn- onymous—should be carefully plotted out, like the ground plan of a building, and then the superstructure of his outside work adjusted toit with intelligence and care. Al most any hobby—postage stamps, garden- ing, carpentry-——can be made the basis of a broad, general development along collat- eral topics such as geography or botany or history. Indeed, it may sometimes be possible cautiously to bring one of his favorite antipathies up for reconsideration if it can be presented as part of a subject which really interests him. But if he once gets the idea that ali these new and delight- ful studies are merely the sugar-coated trimmings of some bitter pill of scholastic knowledge, the deal is off with a vengeance If his interests are along mechanical lines such as radio or chemistry or electricity, the chances for special advance work in the school are as direct and as valuable as they will be delightful to the small student him- self. Indeed, the school may raise the ante, and not only keep the bright child happily occupied but also receive the blessings of a harassed mother whose floors and walls are no longer the victims of experiments which failed to work as desired One of the most encouraging trends in modern education is the steadily increasing variety of subjects which are offered in the schools. No one chiid is expected to take them all, but few children can feel that no chance has been given for them to do their stuff along some line that they really enjoy and in which they excel. This same tend- ency answers another question that might namely, whether there would be enough clever children in an average school to merit the extra attention and equipment needed for these special scholastic hors d’ceuvres, which are needed as Vitamines to balance the intellectual diet of the precocious few. arise courses, these Seeking Hidden Talents As a matter of fact, most children are of special ability along one line, at least, so that the all-round clever child need never lack company in his classes, though he may work with a different group each time. This latter fact will have two advantages, from his point of view. It will keep him from getting an undue opinion of his own clever ness and it will lessen the risk of his com- panions regarding him as a smarty. For if they find that they know as much, or ever more, than he does on a single topic, it will be a source of great consolation to them His general success will not be a silent re- proach to their own intellect—or lack of it—and they can look upon him as a friend and not as that detestable object, the model scholar. In fact, unlike the born moron at the other end of the scale, there is no hard- and-fast line between the brilliant child and the average mass, but an infinite series of 1 gradations. No living child is average all over and through and through. But pa tient study and boring beneath the crust will reveal pockets or streaks of the precious metal. And the job of the modern schoo] is to discover and deve lop these h dder talents What the world wants today is not just made, standardized } machine inds or boys or clerks or salesgirls or factory girls, but specialists; live, wide-awake youngste rs with individual aptitudes and some idea of how to apply them to their task. A leading captain of industry has emphatically em phasized this in a recent view, declaring that while fifty years a there were a thousand boys for every oppor- tunity, today there are a thousand oppor- tunities for every boy The United States calls for, as recruits, healthy young men of good character, but experts in some hundred and twenty-five Progressive illuminating inter- r ) 7 for instance Army not merely soldiers, schools all over the country are now recog- nizing the modern ideal of specialization and splendidly meeting it, both by offering a goodly variety of courses for their small students and by helping the latter pick out the work for which their natural aptitudes best suit them In addition to aiding the clever child to further knowledge and enabling the aver age child to derive the utmost benefit from his special aptitudes, much excellent work is being done on the preventive side. As the small boy put it, “‘Pins has saved thou sands of lives—by of ’em.” Similarly many small minds being saved from future disaster by not allowing them to develop with some tiny warp or twist that will grow into a crippling dis hgurement as time goes on. not swallerin’ are Why Boys Leave Home One very recent and most promising way in which science is coming to the aid and protection of the school child is by the « operation of the psychologist, or mind stu- dent, and the psychiatrist, or expert in the handling of mental disease and unbalance. Up to a decade or two ago we did not think that very much mental disturbance existed in young children, because, to put it crudely and half whimsically, a youngster must have a mind before he can lose it And our general belief was that grave mental unbalance, or true 1 seldom developed before the eighteenth or twentieth year — where in fact the heaviest incidence of well-marked, definite still falls Insanity, indeed, is a breakdown in the most literal sense of the word; the strain of launching into the full stress of adult life of assuming financial and family responsi bilities - proves too great for some unfor tunate intellects to endure A decade or so ago, howeve r, form of poor insanity, insanity attention was called to a serious insanity which occurred in young boys and youths This malady, originally supposed to be quite rare, was blighted with the reverse gear Latin name of dementia pra simply means precocious insanity, or i sanity before the proper time ox, whicl the diseast being precocious, not the patient The description was clear-cut and striking; and as soon as other observers knew what to look for, cases began to pour in at such a rate that 1 affliction were soon swept aside. In fact we found that more than 20 per cent of the cases in our mental hospitals were cases of all notions as to the precox, as the name of the disease has now been shortened to for practical use. It is, of course, impossible to go into any details; but precox may be briefly de scribed as the tramp disease, or the hobo complex, for one of its earliest signs is re peated wanderings away from school and home. not amateur variety which f the short-lived These are many normal a spirit of sheer boys occasionally undertake in adventure, but an ingrowing type whicl increases in intensity as the With this acquisition of hobo habits, there develops the t years go on. hobo type of mind, witl THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Partners of Mother Nature Jor Boys EALTH SHOES Jor Girls What a tremendous job has been assigned to the pliant feet of your growing child! 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disturbances This distressing affliction, howeve s almost as important for the train of thought started by its discovery as lor its A ray es As soon as its frequency and seriousness were fully realized the question arose: Are there types of insanity or mental unbalance

are more precocious than precox? The only way to get an answer was to adopt Kipling’s motto of the Mon- goose family: ‘‘Go and find out.’”’ The an- swer was emphatically in the affirmative: “Both ways from the ace.”’ Studies of thousands of normal school children by the new and different mind healers, chiatrists, quickly showed scores of cases of unmistakable mental unbalance, though only a few to the hundred of all children examined. However, tracing back the his- tories of cases of prawcox and other forms of early insanity and child crime revealed clear signs of psychic disturbance, not only in the early school period but even back to the preschool years even or psy-

Changing Our Minds Scientifically This sounds at first like an upsetting and even alarming statement, but in reality it is just the contrary. It does not mean that our children are going crazy or that there is any proof that insanity is increasing; all the valid and balanced evidence, in fact, points in the opposite direction. What it does mean is that the overwhelming major- ity of all cases which would develop into insanity in later life—90 per cent, say the experts—can be detected before the fifth year, and from 40 to 60 per cent of them prevented or cured by proper treatment. They have made good this last claim in hundreds of There appears grave reason to doubt the truth of the classic dic tum, (a lum n ulamus, non animun we change but not our mind for the psychiatrists claim now that we can change our minds if we begin early enough. It appears to be with our brains as with our teeth

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our sky, if we fill all cavities according to ex- pert advice in early childhood, they will not us in later life. To paraphrase Shak immortal Wolsey, the undentisted may in the end exclaim, “ Had I but served my brain as I have served my teeth, it would not have deserted me in my middle age.”’ There is no attempt to raise or solve the age-old and wrathful questions of relations between mind and body —whether they are one and the same, merely different sides of the same shield, bother spere’

i l } i or eternally and funda- Such windy wars lead nowhere except to the jesting impasse ‘What's mind?” ‘No matter.”” “ What's “Never mind.” to parapnrase We bster’ union’ ‘Mind and ever, two and mentally different matter? Or pe rhaps s classic “liberty and body, now and for- nseparable.”

All that is claimed by the new mind students psychologists —and mind heal ers— psycl rists--is the simple fact of ob s¢ tior at just as bad physical habit owth of the body, so bad men- s may check or twist the growth of bad posture, lack of the sleep are no worse for body than brooding, jealousy, the big head and the inferiority complex are for the spirit There is nothing in the least magical or mysterious about the new mind healers All they a a careful, thoughtful, sym- examination of the child's mental ithet ability and balance, parallel to and in cor- dial coéperation with the examination of his physical ability and balance by the school doctor and nurse Then, when any vad mental or emotional habits or reactions vered, 1 down quietly with the parents and the school their thev sit lief. modern mind healers, those who really frankly doctor to plan for correction or re QUur

admit that we have no such

curate and definite measures and stand irds of mental ability as we have for bod EVENING POST size and vigor. There is no yardstick for the mind or weighing machine for the imagination or pint pot for measuring in- tellectual capacity. Indeed, so modest are they that they are positively shy about using the words “ mental” or “‘ intellectual,” and speak simply of ‘business ability “school ability” or They are even trying to get rid of the pompous Greek title of with which they are sad- dled, and call themselves behavioris students of behavior In fact, instead of being something new and terrible in the schools, the psychia- trists are the godsend, the deus ex machina, which all good teachers and parents have been praying for since time immemorial. So far from coming between the teacher and the child, or between the child and his parents, they leave practically all the treat- ment of each in the hands of the teacher and parents. After they have com- pleted their examination and made their report to the conference of the powers, with advice as to treatment, they drop modestly back into reserve, ready to act as consultants to the teacher when called on, should new difficulties arise. Their methods of treatment are as straightforward and common-sense as can well be imagined. Sometimes they will even be simply hygienic in character. Again the treatment may be purely be- havioristic, or emotional, as illustrated by a case reported by one of our leading mental hygienists. A bright, healthy schoolgirl was brought to her teachers’ consultation clinie because she absolutely refused to take food for days at a stretch, declaring she was afraid it would hurt her to swallow. Careful study and conferences with teacher and parents showed the child sound both bodily and mentally, and her whole trouble to be due to a purely emotional factor. The child’s parents were of the intellectual type and so much afraid of spoiling her that they sternly repressed both her and their own emotional natures. up strictly on the rational, or kind-but-firm plan, with no petting or coddling or fussing over. The poor youngster found that the only way she could obtain the personal at- tention and petting she craved was by pre- * Dsy« hologists”’

or case She was brought tending to be sick, and hence invented the pains in her throat The Incentive of Praise When the parents were exhorted to be themselves and act like human beings to- ward their offspring, the throat promptly disappeared for keeps, and all the other difficulties with it. The general impression is that most of the children who give trouble in school are of the spoiled, conceited type who are made so much of and so fussed over and praised at home that they are unhappy unless con stantly in the spotlight. But this case shows that the opposite extreme may be just as child’s most session is his self-respect, and a fair, healthy sore dangerous A priceless pos conceit o’ oursels”’ is The little praise, a slight degree of “ guid lutely vital aDSO to its maintenance hope of winn tion of powerful incent all ages of life ing a ecogni ’ “ng our superior abil ties s one otf the most ves to effort conduct at or $ This craving is not by any means con fined to human beings. A dog or a horse will do almost anything in reason to win a pat or a word of praise from his master and a dog that through of having done wrong has lost his self-respect lack or sense ot appreciation s simply one most pitiable of creatures the most ¢ llustrations of this One of amusing and striking nope that springs eternal in the living breast was furnished at a recent visit of the writer to the theater of one of the most famous animal trainers in Europe. Lions, polar bears, brown bears, elephants were on the program, but the star performers were a couple of satin-sleek, snake-limber sea lions. Their feats of bal- ancing, catching, carrying on their tumbling and acrobatics of every descrip simply noses, i : tion were incredible in their skil Just as a lubricant and and delicacy mar| of appreciation, their impresario, the close of each trick, tossed each of them a herring, the silky beauties caught and gulped down eagerly. But it was perfectly evident that they en- joyed the whole performance, at piece of fresh which ncluding the generous applause of the audience Toward the close of their performance, after an unusually clever and difficult trick, the trainer failed to throw to the larger and more skillful of the sea lions his well-earned The big fellow waited politely for a minute or two, then barked his pretest. The trainer ignored it and ordered the pair Then went on strike

herring onto their chairs for the next trick trouble began. The sea lior at once, knocked over his wife’s chair and chased her off the stage; then rushed 1 his t and barked a furious ultimatum rainer, rearing up betore him, “No herring, d him back to his chair and offered to submit the difficulty to arbitration after the performance; no show!”’ The boss orders but nothing doing; the strike was noisier than ever and bloodshed seemed imminent Suddenly the sea lion turned to the audi- ence and began slapping his fore flippers to- applauding “*Didn’t ghted audience gether noisily and himself in fact as much I do that right?” The del responded at once with roars of applause. gorously

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A Good Education Whereupon Mr. Sea Lion turned with an ‘Well, you see what those people out there think st” He got show that it was only to ' trainer evident, about his herring, and then just to the prine ple of the thing he objected to, jumped back , called to his mate and went throug} with the next stunt on the on his chal program without waiting for a word or sign f ! Don’t forget to give your small domestic sea lion his due herring of pr and ves it, or ‘om the trainer aise ap- probation whenever he deser even whenever there is a reasonable excuse for it A very small teaspoonful of justifiable com ld further the way he should go than gall ing and faultfinding. schools are now mendation will send a ct alons ons of scold- Our new progressive recognizing the value o this stimulus to a child’s self-respect b searching out his natural, inborn aptitudes or abilities and encouraging him to follow them until one subject of which he can justly feel that there he knows more, one thing that he can do better, than most of his comrades It is a wonderful balance wheel, a anchor in the storms of life for < woman to feel that one thing that he or she can do man or there is some finely, witl credit and distinction. It makes them fee that they have a real place in Ane al demands more subjects art the worid, an

excuse for existence i to meet this and other emotior

gardening domestic science being introduced in our schools for both bovs and girls, home-keeping, the care of children for girl and the rudiments at least of working ir wood, in iron and brass, in cement and ir eather, for boys In this way every child may have the opportunity to discover pecialty, his hobby, in which he may a quire standing and even become an author

shrewd o ty. This was included in th den fini a good educatior ‘to kn something about everyth ng and everyt} about somethin g g So the coming of the new scientific healer into the schools, instead of comp matters, will simplify and | cating ze them The revealing of a few pitil mind shipwrecked littie ones in the thou sand, at a period when two-thirds of then can be salvaged, will be or 1 small share its benefit For every one thus restored of otherwise healthy, able young

sters will be relieved of the torture of bad mental habits. Groundless fears w be painful s} consciousness relieved, broodings and j« banished, yness and self ousies dispelled and life ] made a Napple braver, more loyal and wholesome tl both for them and for their families ar playmates.

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An I O U from him is like a Christmas card from anybody You expect one every year.” He had named the key members of their group, and Shirley ran over the list in her own mind as he spoke. It was quite true Except for Will Cowen, nearly all their friends did have money or at least saw it in the offing. And Will Cowen had no wife. ‘That makes it more Aleck.” “Serious nothing! Things are break big for us one of these days. I’ve got a scheme for some of that water- prop- erty that I’m going to spring when things look a little brighter around town.” “ Suppose they don’t get brighter ‘You leave that to me, dearie. Do you go souring that baby on life. I'll take care of him and his mother all right. What's on your mind anyhow? Anybody been pre ssing you for money?” ‘I'll have to pay that milk for three months, Aleck.”’ “How much is it?” ‘Thirty-five dollar He pulled out a check book, looked at the stub, stuck it back in his pocket and opened a bill fold. She saw the edges of several yellow bills in it. But he closed it again. “Give it to you in the morning, darling. Remind me, will you? And don't go about worrying about bills. My ‘Il know that,”’ she said, he hadn't given her the money. ute later she knew. “Jimmy Bates is in town and Phil Mur- ray is giving a little party for him tonight. Be lonesome for an hour or so?”’ That was the formula. Shirley was not else. serious for us, » going to front 9. +°o rim bill. It’s run credit’s good he wondering why But a min- deceived by the hour or so. She knew, too, that it was one of the things Aleck praised in her that she never made any cecal le about his poker parties. Some wives did. She had heard them talk of Kitty Beau- mont, who had called up her husband in the midst of an evening, and kept calling up e home in em- ned to another shrewishly until he had gor barrassment an dr party. She had he cand of had made with Mary Burns be cause Berk Jones had lost five hundred dol- lars one night, and his wife had blamed Mary, since the party was at her house. It was a matter of pride with Shirley to hav been from the start very nonchalant about her husband's freedom. She didn't inter fere. At least she never had. But now she asked doubtfully, ‘* Poker?” “Oh, a good game of hearts, may be.”’ ‘That’s why you're hanging on to your money, ‘I don't like to go there short. to take it away from the ‘But suppose you lose what you have?” **Suppose I don’t? **Oh, Aleck, it isn’ know where we stand ‘We certair ly do Win, lose or draw ver retur | llen Tones, who a scene is it?”’ I’m going tonight.” DOVS reason ible! W edo} " you're the nicest wife any man ever had and that’s where I stand And I don't want you to worry. Let me do that.” “But you don't!” “Sure I don’t. That’s my charm. And the bills get paid just as soon as if I did.” sh ley felt bafiled For in spite of the bills and the owning of nothing, he did take care of her and the ba d did it lav ishly on the whole. Shirley had clothes when she wanted them, which had never >and Aleck seemed to deny themselves very lit- tle. Once, Aleck had taken a been true of her girlhood, and both she not long ago, THE SATURDAY EVENING POST LEADS Continued from Page 23 flyer in the market and got by admirably. It was only that she never was sure of any- thing. Until recently she hadn't cared. It had seemed very spirited. But now, with the baby, and her back aching, it was a little different. “T don’t think you can afford to play poker with those men,”’ she insisted. ‘You're not going to begin to dearie ‘ “No; crab but just the same 4 ‘Look here,” said Aleck, “I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll let you in on the game. You can have half my winnings and I stand my own losses. What could be fairer? You ought to get rich, my child. I’m playing in luck.” ‘That wasn’t what I meant, Aleck.” But he was full of his idea. ‘‘ That's it half my winnings!” He stood there, chuckling at his idea, and his generosity, so masculine, so confident that Shirley could not feel him improvident or herself unlucky. She laughed too. ‘I'll hold you to that.” There were three fifty-dollar bills on her dressing table in the morning. It had been a big night for Aleck. Shirley did not call it gambling—those parties of Aleck’s friends. It was nothing so deliberate. The men were a congenial lot, that was all, who had been playing cards together for years and liked one an- other’s company. But it did seem to take ip a good deal of Aleck’s life. There were the Saturday afternoons at the clubs and the nights there once or twice a week bridge or poker—and the little private parties at the men’s homes. Sometimes they were held at Aleck’s and Shirley's apart- ment, and she knew what her own part was in them. She put everything possible on the ice covered the sandwiches with wet out the necessary glasses and and after half an hour of talking with the men and being flattered, she left them alone against their protest. and cloths, set dishes on trays, But the protest didn’t mean anything. She could tell how quickly they forgot her from the quick relaxed change in the very sound of their voices. Lying in her bed- room, with the two doors between her and her husband's guests tightly shut, she could hear them for hours between her uneasy its of slumber. Sometimes she would wake and think they had gone because things were silent, and then the talk would break out again, ac en \ied by shaggy bursts of laughter; and finally, when the guests had at last gone, Aleck woulk 1 come creaking in softly, trying not to disturb her, and if she caught a glimpse of his face, it looked hot and red and swollen, as f he had been running. At moments like that he did not seem familiar. she couk 1 see hristmas to his wife, Christmas—their second ( Aleck’s tribute a mass of expensive silk lingerie and a gold purse. The jeweler’s box which showed that it had come from an establishment partly owned by one of Aleck’s best friends. Even as she exclaimed its beauty, she guessed why he had bought it there. As for the silk things, they had doubtless robbed him in the shops. he’d know when the harvest of bills came for he had undoubtedly charged them all. But she was in no mood to groan over gold purses, and displayed it proudly to John, who came them Christmas afternoon ‘Very pretty,” said John, turn! n his scholarly hand; ‘‘a_ pretty trifle.’ And he looked about at the table strewn with and wrappings nd at the tree glittering in the room. There seemed to be everything came, bringing purse was in a over owning to see g it over ] iong ope 1 ed boxes one corner ot a baby could use and a woman could want, and Aleck’s new studs and cuff links, bought with a portion of half his recent winnings during an evening, lay displayed with the rest OR TAILS ‘I brought,” remarked John, feeling very carefully in an inner pocket as if about to bring out a gift for young John.” The baby had been named after John possibly a little accidentally, because Aleck did not like his own name and did not want it repeated, and Shirley thought Junior a tedious form of nomenclature ‘How nice!” said Shirley, and was amused, for John had never run to presents. He brought out now an envelope with the address of his university in the corner and handed it over to Shirley. It was deco rated with some of the Christmas seal which had been sold to him on the campu for the benefit of a campaign against tuber culosis. The seals were somewhat bedrag gled from having been carried in his pocket and stuck on rather loosely. It was not a festive Christmas package. Shirley opened the envelope and drew out a check. It was John’s check for a hun dred dollars. “Why, John!” that meant for John budget somewhere ‘It seemed to me,” said John, with his usual meticulousness, ‘‘that too often the education of a child becomes a burden, and unless provision has been made for it, ofte: we find it is not convenient to appropriate the money for such a purpose at the time when the child can avail himself of it. | thought that it might be well to start young John—on an educational fund at this time. With such slight additions as | can make to it on his various a or as others may make, it may bec ome ade quate as—er—he becomes adequate.” Shirley looked at the check and for some reason felt ash amed and a trifle tearful Aleck!”’ Aleck looked and laughed. first cash money I've Christmas tree,”’ he rema little stranger!” He took John’s present as he thing—very blithely. Aleck would have handed John twice or five times the amount if John needed it and he happened to have it. Shirley knew that. But ashamed. With all the toy cows and the bath toys and the electric train that Aleck had so absurdly bought a ten-month-old baby, nobody had given him the real guarding thought that John had. It didn't make her so grateful as she wanted to be to John. She was almost brother’s consideration. Aleck should have done it. It was after the tree was taken down and the check banked in the baby’s name that she began to try to follow it up. She pointed out to Aleck that they getting ahead Aleck said that n« ‘Bill Murray said the an egg, She knew how muc! a big squeeze of hi iiversarie vial ,00k, ‘That's the round this ‘Welcome, seen a rked took every- still she felt jealous of her were not body had any money other day he wa crazy with taxes and nothing coming and he has millions,”’ said Aleck ‘But that’s the point,’’ answered SI ley—‘‘he has millions! We haven't.’ “You deserve them too Nol them off better. You wai t We'll get a good break one of these day ‘*We shouldn't live on ak be building up.” vwody'd set We ought to ‘I know. But things either come your way or they don't ‘They haven’t been coming our way lately. There was a collector here this afternoon.” ‘From where?” *Atchison’s “Oh, that’s a mistake,” said Aleck “I'm terribly sorry, dear. Currie told me to take as long as I wanted on that account It’s just an office mistake. They "t try that again. rive them what's won I'll go in and g coming to them, all right.’ Shi rley’s face was serious ‘Mon ey is what's coming to them,”’ she remarked, spite of the fact that you and acelin Currie play bridge together We owe it.” Continued on Page 101

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Continued from Page 96 ‘Now, darling girl,’ he said, and came over to where she stood looking so troubled and sobered, “you mustn't fool thing like that “I’m not worrying,” patting his shoulder vaguely to keep him from over whelming her. “I’m not worrying. I'm see ing things. We are simply gambling our way along, Aleck, and it isn’t any way to Heads, we pay our bills. Tails, we The reason we don't get in trouble worry about a said Shirley live, don’t. is because everyone likes you and gives you special favors. But that’s footing, Aleck.”’ ‘“Where'’d you get this line of talk?” he asked, a little bewildered. For she wasn't exactly nagging at him, yet she wasn’t leay ing him alone. He knew of no halfway house. He finally decided that what she needed most was sleep, and told her so, in a reassuring way ‘You'll be all right in “T’m all right now, and I'll be | same in the morning.” “Cheer up, dear,” he urged ive beena little slow. but It won't turn if you not very sure the morning.’ st the “T know t doesn’t pay it your luck do.” He did not realize that he was wa terms that disturbed her It was his vernacular of seeing and think Ving In her face the very ng That night he played poker at the club and came home in that stealthy creaking way, grinning with amusement as _ he dropped a little roll of bills on her dressing table She knew, as she watched him, for she had not been asleep, that he felt that the sight of the money would cheer her and change her point of view. The dreadful thing was that it did. When she picked up fifty or a hundred dollars —or ten that way, it did make things different, until had spent it. But she knew finally what she was up against. It did not matter in what friendliness or camaraderie it was disguised. Gambling was what it was the same sort of thing that went on in evening Monte Carlo, on tracks, in vile-smelling smoking cars. That money on her dressing table had come from just such Lucky money, not earned money. It would pay that bill at Joyce’s which was so imperative, but it mustn't be even she dress at race sources allowed to. He was just through shaving in the morn- ing when she went into his little dressing room and laid the money on the glass shelf before him. All clean and pink and rested, in the miraculous way he had of resting completely in five or six hours, he had a tune on his lips and a feeling that his luck had come back. She could tell ‘What's that for?” ‘It’s not my money,” she said. ‘It’s your dividend, old girl—half my winnings. Gosh, you should have seen Ewan and me clean up Ed Jennings! And how that bird does hate to lose! It’s like skin- ning a live rabbit, only more painful for Ed than the rabbit. He’s more sensitive.”’ He stopped, for she had not smiled, nor had she picked up the money. He handed it to her. ‘‘That’s your half.” I don’t want it.” ‘Come into a fortune?” No; but I don’t want any more of that kind of money. I don’t like it.” His face tightened and grew a little hard. Beginning to nag, was she? ‘All right,” he said coolly, “quite as you please. I can use it.” He stuffed it into his trousers pockets and began to whistle. ‘ Aleck.” ‘‘Shoot,”” he urged through the whistle. ‘| wish you'd stop gambling.” “I’m not a gambler because I play a friendly game of cards with my friends.”’ No; but will you stop?”’ Stop what?” ‘The card sessions—-the poker parties. They don’t do you any good. We aren't any better or richer. We just live from hand to mout and get some where.” Let's settle dow? THE SATURDAY He didn’t like it that it Drawing or serve philosophy was idle » aryue with a woman, he did not even answer Will you I don't kr top it ow exactly what I'm be called down for.”’ You're , Well, I’m not exactly ge »} he morning Kiss, past Shirley not being called dow? Said ironically, and stroad¢ Ape! t was to be difficult, but her to the newsp saw that 1. 3 nad only begut sine t a little shrewishly, ; softly, when he thought she had forgotter it. But she gained no concessiot y simply saw off her protests like bad debts worth nothing to him. He protest scolding wives made and was disappointed Howe, T, he to dodge her oniy were as other men’s petul: sucn to have Shirley act that way knew no other method thar attacks as best he could and not ar swer any arguments That was what he did. Neither ; happy in the next few months, in spite of Shirley’s hours of feeling and that she Aleck boys, fortified with the philosophy that al He 1 ana was right in taking a sta ! ings with the S OCCAaSIONA! FIOvLOUS evel men went through that sort of thing mort ights now, and tried to friendl ! f tickets creaked even softly when he came coax Shirley into and theater ness with littl present and suggestions of parties But Shirley did not take much interest in the parties. For one thing she had stopped buying clothes, for the basic reason that the bill for her old ones hung over, and thou; her credit seemed to remain good enou for use, it couple of newer in the center of the younger married ring and she ceased to attract the attention that had been given to her at first. She did not care about that, but she did see that to maintain a place even at the side of the ring was a thing that would take effort, steady effort, and considerable money. And, after all, it was Aleck people really wanted at the If she went along it was as Aleck's shamed her to go on. A brides had succeeded her somehow parties. wife In theory she had an allowance. had started her on one with a fine flouris shortly after they were married, when she had suggested that she would like one. But the allowance was a queer unsteady thing, the perfect complement to Aleck’s uncer- tain income. Sometimes he put it off until a commission came in. Sometimes he seemed to forget it altogether. Sometimes it came along on time, accidentally And the second collector came. it was a bad winter and spring. John could have given his sister the reasons for that, the reasons why collectors paced the pavements and why credits tightened up. But he did not, though he occasionally gave the theory of it to his classes. On his nephew's birth day he presented his mother with fifteen dollars in gold for him, and young John Lancaster was for the time being the only one in his immediate family with any cap- ital. Shirley rubbed that second gift into her husband. Aleck had given his son a very elaborate set of stone blocks which were made in Germany and cost slightly more than John’s present. “It’s very nice for him to have blocks,” said Shirley, ‘‘but since he already has three sets, why not put the money in the bank for him?” “I'll give him money when he needs it,”’ Aleck said more abruptly than spoke. For he had come in full of tender ness not only for his son but s wife who had been so beautifully part of his son’s birthday, and he felt hi keenly. Personally he liked the blocks He went upstairs w y ’s disdainful face, Aleck } rh } " we he usually for h s rebuff rather histling, conscious of and decided to spend the evening out of its rang« It was four when he creaked in He had lost pretty heavily and had been forced to give Murray a post-dated check. The thing would be all right, of course, for he could raise some money tomorrow. But felt fraid of Shirle is if she somehow knew EVENING POST Y A ttort yanew et *K toda ii? t i ( iu Ls A + toffa ‘ » re _ ' - 7 , i i ‘ t t T ‘ roe le the rY A t He i Yo ew Hew & ze I e whe rt t He eminds me that Alec} se rathe ) . \\ | ret me Oo 1 | rT tie . 2 1 Haven't you anything in t i Ile tried to hedge, } her eves some It ght he i air ‘ meé ull right.’ And uu played car ist ght id ) She stopped , g that S yuid t ire whether ne wo yr iost She r t th f the p e, not the result I lost,”’ hesaid, with deliberate defianes I lost good and plenty How did you pay that ‘That's my affair.” It's mine. How am I! going to pay that woman? How am I gi to get ice You pla is with millionaires and I can’t bu “Don't be hysterical. If it John gave you ye that money bai use the money and I'll morrow ‘Use the baby’s money! give you ‘Calm down, can't you? I haven't asked you to rob the bank Just use it tod ay and put your own in the bank for Johnny to morrow.”’ She was beating her hand against the of her chair. “‘I will not stand it!" she said “This kind of life! Gam away everything, never having anything Will you stop playing cards for mon¢ Will you get a steady job? I don't caré what it is or how little it is. But 1 wo live like this. I'd sooner have you a da laborer.”’ How deep his humiliation ran she did 1 know or He was flushed and co pletely baffled. If he could only g something! But for the moment |} life this care have anything “How about your quitting maki scenes?”’ he asked She ignored that Once and for all, will you stop gambling? ‘*‘No,”’ he said, with equal defir and walked out She sat there and drummed her hand for Then the baby cried and she teness, a long while fed him cereal as if she thrust his future into his mouth with every bite. It was a grim breakfast, but nourishing. The laur dress came, and, after all, there was noth ing to do but pay her with the baby’s money, John’s gift. She felt like an embez She felt that it was the end. There was no use going on from bad to worse. She ked the i the zler dismissed the woman at noon, pa baby’s clothes and her own and use a taxi to take her last of John’s money for to her father’s house That was hard. It was 1 welcome, to sympathy t going home It meant mother had to shriek a jumble of reasons at her father to explain her presence, that her mother was aghast and trembling at tl ipse of what e supposed to be Shir- f complete happiness. Parents let their ighters go with regret, but normally re ‘ r en with even more regret But there wa owt e else to ( ng eise to de she t i them that she had leit Ale ind that she wasn t r the W t >} t alr Continued on Page 103 Uncle Sam's greenbacks r beloved “long greens are the prettiest money in the world, and mighty handy to have about The only trouble with them is that they are so hard to get, and harder to kee; Harder to keep! 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49; Continued from Page 101 he came home. He might even have ex- pe cted it, so undisturbed was he at the din- ner table that night. Aleck telephoned at seven and Mrs. Grif- fith came fluttering from the telephone to call Shirley to what she may have hoped was reconciliation. But it was not. Aleck’s voice was edged. ‘| put two hundred dollars in the bank for you,”’ he said. ‘‘ All you need to do is to let me know what you want to do and I’m at your disposal.” ‘You know why I did it?” she asked. ‘It was intolerable.” “It’s quite enough that you've gone,” said Aleck. ‘‘ You've put all your cards on the table ‘Good-by,”” said Shirley, at that meta- phor At four o’clock she woke and opened her Then she remem He wouldn't have to There'd be no need. eyes, expecting Aleck. bered where she was. come in early tonight. “Of course you warned me,” she said to John Warned you?” That Aleck gambled.” - \ es,” answered John, were fully aware of that —er ‘I believe you

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tendency of his when you married. L fellow, Aleck.” “That hasn’t anything to do with it. You can’t build upa home on that.”’ “T wouldn't know about that,” said John; ** possibly not She felt obliged to make out a case for herself. There was something in John’s dry acceptance of her presence which didn’t uite include approval. She brought out her facts for him. ‘“And then he suggested that I use that ney you gave me to pay the laundress ind put it back next day.” “Very practical,’”’ said John. “ After all, the woman doubtless needed the money im-

mediately. That class operates on a small margin. Their credits are few.” ‘But don’t you see what it meant? asked Shirley. “Meant? It meant you didn't either of you have any money.” ‘Exactly! Think of that!” Not very provident of either of you,” said John. ‘I couldn't help it.” ‘Possibly not. But still, by and large, a good deal of money must have passed through your hands. With possibly some er skill in management, a small reserve fund for such emergencies might have been built up me, is a money-maker. Spender too. The two qualities are often found in the same Aleck, as you once remarked to person. ‘I didn’t realize “No. You—er pardor me gam bled on your hus- band, gambled that he would be en- tirely as you wished. You lost. Most women do I never wanted anyone to gamble on me, ] have not married,” said John, proffer- ing a statistic which was rather well known to his ‘for that I have al- that,”’ said Shirley

sister, reason. ways felt that, con- sidering the perma- nency of marri: in its er best form, the risk of marrying me would be large. I find it hard to give er—hard to spend. That would be dif- ficult for a woman. Doubtless she would me.” ive

er — leave THE SATURDAY Shirley stared at him But you'd pro- vide for her at least! John sear« hed his lapel s t He a horror of them. *‘In my fas} he sa

“it might not please her He paused, and Shirley did not think anything to say at once. She had expected John altogether to condemn Alec} “What could I have done?”’ she asked at length defensively John pressed his finger tips together, one after another, ar Shirley incoherently thought how some woman would have hated that fussy little trick ‘As to what you could have done,”’ he advised her, “I am not sure I statistics show that most marriages are a matter of adjustment. What one of the partners does not bring to the arrangement the other must lavishness, the other thrift SH ppase ippose For example, one brings That being de pende gy said John, warming to his sub- ject, “‘on the good will of the partners. In a case where good will is absent the situa- tion is altered. Personally I liked Aleck better the more I saw of him. He had a rather elastic temperament which I have always envied, an exuberance. You, on the other hand, actively disliking him as you ao I!"’ exclaimed Sh know what you are talking

You don't about, Johr John was not accustomed to being inter- rupted in the midst of a discourse He frowned. But Shirley, with a choking, broken sound, had left him. She sounded singularly like her baby, thought John. It is hard to go back from a husband to parents, but to go back to a husband from whom one has departed in righteousness is most difficult of all. SI rley was aware of that after a few days. She found there wa no place for her in her father’s house. A shelter— that was all. But to slip back into a single existence was impossibl t wasn't only missing Aleck; it was missing mar riage, missing the gayety and intimacy, the creak on the stairs, the very worry, the tangle of everything that she had aban- doned. She told herself fifty times that she had done the only thing, and fifty times a day the refrain grew thinner flatter. A thousand things she mig} done a day

She could have coaxed him into spending more time in other places; she could have saved money of her own; she could have insisted on taking a house far from these friends and made Aleck bend to that bur- den. Instead she had done the obvious thing and the shaming one. And she didn't want to spend her life among the bookcases in the pdrlor and bring up the baby with the opulent fern for playmate. But how to get back she did not know. For, after all, ight in the main issue. They

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But Shirl yuld not gow See if he’s there,”’ she w} ed t ol Just te him I'd ( pe » him a moment if he ( ier¢ f ton her proffered latchkey i went alone Che hallw was d t he followed or of stror r ! ‘ oom. There de iW eading my t Alex KIT wor Hello!”’ he said, start ‘Your wife,’”” John told him without preamble, ‘is outside. I think she would enjoy returning t 1. It ill for her at our house. Though she objects to certa of your habit Again | ture was inte ipted. Ale had disap} ed John pressed | finger tips and s W houghts on log \ s to lie m ip but ou aie the hallway, m: ge was 1 provil that its stre rtn la n havi ) log I haven’t touched a « | nee,” said Alec holding his wife a ! were fam- she i nd we ndana tment hous¢ so were on top ol tne ! with the flag ng. It’s no use, though, Shirle my you to come back expecting me never tospe ndanever

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ranks, to ride on. The prestige of that all-conquering Arab race, incarnated here in this haughty young leader, was still freshly potent over these wild Berber tribes- men. Fierce visaged under their diversity of helmets—the loot of many battlefields in North Afriea, as well as of ‘the recent victory—all alike garbed in chain-mail shirts, a round shield on the left arm, a sword at the saddle and a spear in the right hand, grumblingly and reluctantly they reined back their wiry little horses into a of formation. Not deigning to glance round at them, Yezid pressed spurs into his mare, heard behind him, in very pleasant relief, the armor clink and hoof clatter of his forty men, as once more he cantered over that uneven road descending now in a long slope to the river. A few minutes later they were stirring up the dust thick in the wheel ruts of the round-arched stone bridge built centuries before by usefully toiling Roman legion- aries. Slackening the pace to a trot, Yezid glanced keenly to right and left, up and down the broad-flowing stream. What was that? Away to the left, along the road from Hispalis, was a little dust cloud. It approaching them. There was surely a faint glitter within it. His men had also perceived it, were pointing it out to each other with excited cries. Goths fugitive from the great battle! Yezid thrilied with fierce delight. Well was it he had not turned aside from the road to plunder that great house! Verily Allah was merciful! Was not his heart's desire at the last mement vouchsafed him? For precisely such an encounter with the unbelievers had he craved since, at dawn, he had galloped forward with his horsemen on this his first independent command. Now could he prove that in his veins was the bleod of great warriors, generation after generation, that he was a worthy son of the ever-victorious Ibn-Habib, commander, under Masa, of an army in North Africa! No other desire had he in the world than this which had consumed him since his boyhood, from his earliest memory passed amid camps and battles and the ever more marvelous triumphs of the faith. Now, Aliah be praised, the moment had ‘ome! He held up his hand for the halt, ranked his troop in an eight-deep mass from parapet to parapet across the roadway, their front at a dozen yards from the end of the bridge. Thus, if those Goths should at- tempt to gallop past on the road to Cérdoba, he would fall upon their flank, while if they intended to cross the bridge he could charge them just as they bunched at the turn. It seemed to him that a cunning djinn whis- pered this idea to him in the sudden in- toxicating stimulation of all his faculties, so spontaneousiy leaped up in him an in- stinctive skill for the fight. He drew his bright curved sword from its elaborately ornamented sheath, laughed to his men as he bade them wait for the word. They were bending over to tighten their girths, drying their hands for a firmer grip of the spear, laughing also, fiercely, formidably, in the certainty of their invincibility. Were not these enemies scorners of the faith of Allah, and therefore foredoomed to defeat and Gehenna? Please Allah, they would wear golden rings and chains and collars of gold! That dust cloud came nearer. The glit- of arms was now unmistakable. Ap- proximately equal in number to themselves was that party of horsemen who approached at a steady trot, whelmed in a dust of their own making. Tensely, eagerly, reining back their vously restless little horses, the troop upon the bridge watched and waited. Yezid could feel the heart thump in his breast. There was a dryness in his throat. semblance moved, ter ner! It seemed now a long, now a short period they took in passing over an equal stretch of that road, as mentally he marked it from point to point. Yet still they rode at the same unvaryingly regular trot. Surely they must ere this have remarked the flash of THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Al SAGA OF THE SWORD (Continued from Page 19) weapons upon the bridge! Allah provide that they did not suddenly turn in gallop- ing flight! They continued to approach, became individually distinguishable, big blond- bearded men in conical deep-fitting helmets and chain-mail body armor, weaponed, like their breathlessly waiting adversaries, with spear and sword and shield, mounted upon somewhat heavy and obviously fatigued horses. Here and there among them could be perceived the white of bandages on head or arm. Not two bowshots were they distant—not one. The cavalier who led them suddenly waved his long spear above his head; their speed increased to a canter, to ashort gallop. A fierce shout came from them as they swept along the road, brandish- ing their spears. Yezid reined in his nervously fidgeting little Arab, gripped his scimitar more firmly, filled his lungs for the battle yell. Would they attempt to pass by on the road to Cérdoba? Or would they With an- other great shout, they wheeled, following their chief, for the bridge. It was the moment! ‘“Allahu akbar!” In the instant of uttering that vociferation, simultaneously yelled by forty throats be- hind him, Yezid pressed his spurs into his horse, felt under him the sensitive creature leap forward in the charge that excited her as much as it did her master. For a brief second or two--they seemed curiously long—while that battle cry mingled with the defiant battle cry of the Goths, there was a tumultuous thudding of hoofs as his frenzied Berbers galloped upon those other galloping horsemen who bunched and jostled at the turn. He saw their leader —a young man, hand- somely featured above his blond beard swerve his straining horse to meet his similar swerve to personal encounter, saw the long spear zo level for his breast. In- stinctively he wrenched his mare to the right, covered himself with the shield upon his left arm, received the impact in a shock that almost jerked him from the saddle, leaned over and smote with his sword upon a helmet that rang, while his horse reared in the sudden pull of his reins. His preroga- tive alone should be combat with this Gothic chief. Around him there was now a wild confusion of plunging horses, of weapons flashing in thick-floating dust, of furious shouts and yells: ‘“Allahu akbar! Allahu akbar! La allah il’ Allah!’’—God is great! God is great! There is no God but Allah!—‘ Ruderico! Ruderico! Gott! Gott!” ‘** Allahu akbar!”’ He yelled that Muslim cry with all his lungs as he pulled his horse round, spurred it alongside that young Goth who had just transfixed a Berber, was twisting his spear out of the bent-back body. ‘‘ Allahu akbar!” The Goth glanced round. ‘Christus! Christus!”’ he shouted as he put up his shield to take the blow of the descending scimitar, thrust under it with his spear. ** Allahuakbar!”’ Yezid cut at the wooden shaft, severed it cleanly with that razor- keen edge, pressed upon his adversary, whose horse spun round to face him. In- stantly the Goth had abandoned his useless weapon, had drawn a long straight blade that flashed in the sun, that clashed against his as—forgetting the general fight—the two hacked and parried and hacked in vindictively personal antagonism. Somewhere beyond Yezid’s vision—he could not spare a glance for what otherwise was happening—the shouts of “ Allahu akbar!"’ had become more dominant, more exultant. He had eyes only for that blond- bearded young man at whom he slashed and cut, whose great horse lumbered heavily against his lighter mount, who slashed and cut at him with equal fury, their dexterously handled shields ringing with the rapidly repeated blows. Suddenly, as he brought down his shield from a guard to the head, he saw that the Goth’s long straight sword had snapped at the hilt. “Yield! Yield!” he cried, using the Gothic word he had learned in the great seven days’ battle, holding his scimitar high in arrested menace. The Goth uttered an exclamation recognizable as an angry oath, flung down his shield, sulkily dismounted while Yezid seized his bridle rein. At the same moment Yezid perceived that they were complete victors in the fight. A dozen Goths had similarly surrendered. Three more were being pursued and over- taken by half a score of his yelling Berbers. The rest lay in the confusion of men and horses tumbled upon the dark-stained dust. *Allahu akbar!” cried Yezid, in genu- inely grateful triumph. His heart swelled proudly within him at this decisively vic- torious end to his first independent fight. He waited until those three fugitives were overtaken and smitten from their horses and then he shouted an order to the horn bearer. The rally call was sounded. The exultant Berbers reluctantly relin- quished the plunder of both their dead and living enemies, returned to the horses from which they had dismounted. He ordered the bridge to be cleared of carcasses, ordered the prisoners to be gathered together under guard—by the strict law of the Prophet their lives were forfeit, but triumphant Islam had long since learned that a live prisoner was worth more than a dead one, either to be ransomed or to be sold into slavery and the proceeds allocated accord- ing to the scale laid down by Muhammed himself for the distribution of captured booty. The fierce tribesmen obeyed him with the respect earned by a successful leader, a respect that had a deliciously novel sin- cerity. He could feel almost sympathetic with that young Gothic chief—infidel though he was—who stood gloomily de- jected in his defeat, pulling at the blond mustache that mingled with his beard. Skillful swordsman was he, and there was no shame in surrender when weapons broke in so bravely waged a fight. He smiled at his late adversary, spoke a consolatory word, at which the young Goth only stared uncomprehendingly. There was a shout from the other end of the bridge. Yezid swung round, saw Ibn- Malek and his detachment trotting their horses toward him. One or two prisoners, tethered to those horses, kept up with them in a clumsy run. Across the saddlebow of Ibn-Malek, as across the saddles of several of his followers, was a large overhanging bundle. “Allahu akbar! La allah il’ Allah!”” came the triumphant shout of those spear-waving horsemen. They also were happy. Ibn-Malek reined up before his friend, stared at the sulky Gothic prisoners, at the wounded men bandaging their hurts. “Allah hath blessed thee, O Yezid,”’ he said enviously. ‘‘We warred only with women—though, verily, one of them fought like a tiger cat, even this unbelieving wench I carry!”’ He laughed, and gave a push to the fair-haired woman laid head down across his saddle which sent her sprawling upon the dust. She scrambled awkwardly to her feet, her hands bound behind her, tall in her torn white robe, her loose hair falling around a face that Yezid suddenly perceived to be superbly beautiful in a haughty pride that even this calamity could not quench. She lifted her head, glanced disdainfully over Yezid as magnificently he drew himself up on his horse in the youthfully proud con- sciousness of his recent victory, looked straight at Ibn-Malek, and pronounced one single word of scornful insult. The Gothic prisoners laughed despite their own distress. It was good to see someone with courage enough to call these victorious Muslims dogs to their very faces. At the same mo- ment the young Gothic chief broke forward from the restraining grasp of his guard, cried a startled and anguisned recognition: “Brunhild!”’ May 7,1927 She jerked round to him, in quick alarm at that familiar voice. ‘‘Theodomir!”’ Yezid had sat watching that woman in a fascinated interest he did not himself realize. Never, it seemed to him, had he seen such a vision of proud beauty. And she was Ibn-Malek’s! His own triumph in that fight seemed suddenly worthless. Per- haps Ibn-Malek would sell her? Young was she—perhaps yet a maiden unbetrothed Then who was this young Goth that so eagerly claimed familiarity? In a sudden unreasoning retrospective jealousy he could not have analyzed the wave of violent feeling which swept through his in flammably susceptible Arab soul — he called up the merchant from Tingis, bade him question them, discover their relationship Abu-Assa obeyed, spoke first to one and then the other. “Brother and sister are they, Sidi,” he reported. “Ah!” said Yezid, and his unconscious grasp upon his now-sheathed scimitar re laxed. There was another great shout from the river behind them. A _ long column of horsemen, banners waving here and there above the spears, descended the farther slope, entered upon the bridge. Mughith had arrived. across It was three days later, the second day after Cérdoba had been captured in a stealthy, almost bloodless, night assault Yezid sat in a stone-pillared, low-beamed Gothic hall, central within the city. Out- side, beyond the narrow-slitted windows which imperfectly illuminated this apart ment strewn with rushes and scantily furnished with a table and a few seats in clumsily carpentered oak, the voices of his men were noisy in the courtyard; calling Allah to witness, this one that he had been cheated in the distribution of the spoil, that one that all the infidels should have been massacred as the Prophet commanded, an- other that the small Gothic garrison still holding out in a convent should be tortured when at last they were forced to surrender 3ut Yezid heard them not as he sat in the X-framed chair, made soft with a bearskin thrown over back and arms, and fidgeted with his youthfully short black beard. In his ears was still the voice of Abu-Assa, earnestly advising him for his good: ““Keep her not, Sidi. She is cold and dangerous. Many slaves have I bought and sold, and such she have never brought good to those that purchased them. Allah knoweth, impatient in love but patient in hatred is woman. Such as she procure always, at the last, poison ora dagger, and there is lamentation in the house where the master lies slain. Verily, wise was Allah—his glory is eternal!—to shut women from his Paradise, creating houris from the air for the happiness of the faithful. Keep her not, Sidi. to the Jew, putting in thy purse the fifty dinars he offers. Soshalt thou have twenty as Sell her dinars above that thou gavest to Ibn- Malek. And sell her brother also— greater ransom than thou carst obtain wili the Jew extort, if he have goods enough to pay ransom. Allah knoweth, with tomorrow’s sun may we again ride onward and gold in thy purse will buy thee maidens, fairer even than she, when thou shalt have leisure for them. Even I, unworthy in thy sight, but skilled in these matters, will charge my- self to procure them for thee!” For reply to all which, Yezid had curtly bade Abu-Assa bring again that captive to him. He sat now in the suspense of her coming, a subtle uneasiness mingling with the overmastering vehemence of his young desire. Perhaps, indeed, Abu-Assa had spoken wisdom. Dangerous was she, a beautiful barbarian, for all her assuredly noble birth even less civilized than Yezid himself; under her cold dignity a latent violence of barbarian passion. Even the Continued on Page 109)

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"te mt er 106 Here’s how to find them The ‘“‘six keys’’ are six outstanding reasons why people drink Coca-Cola— over 7 million a day. They will be illustrated and presented in Coca-Cola advertising during the next three months. : | ! | t thy ‘ ‘Node f | re. | In? tO ae Find and write dun n the **six keys” 0: and tell where you found each one. Pick out the one key that appeals to you most and tell in one paragraph why it is a good reason for the popu- larity of Coca-Cola. e™ Then write an answer (in one para- = graph) to this question: Other than magazine and newspaper advertisements, what Coca-Cola adver- tisement (a wall, poster, red sign or any one of the various pieces used to deco- rate show windows, soda fountains and refreshment stands) best illustrates or presents to you one or more of the ‘‘six keys’’? Tell why—and also where you saw the advertisement. For the correct naming of the ‘‘six keys’’ and the best answers to the ques- tions, the following cash prizes will be awarded: Ist prize 2nd prize 3rd prize 4th prize rs 10 sixth prizes s (each) 20 seventh prizes (each) 200 eighth prizes (each).... $10,000 5,000 2,500 1,000 500 100 50 25 400 ninth prizes (each). . 10 A total of 635 prizes. . $30,000 \ll entries must be iiled by mid night, August 25, 1927, to Contest Judges The Coca-Cola Co., Atlanta, Ga THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 0,00 Find six keys to May 7,1927 e popularity of Coca-Cola Sa result of a national survey, through thousands of personal interviews, the public has given us six outstanding rea- sons why everybody likes Coca-Cola. We have named them ‘six keys to the popu- larity of Coca-Cola.”” And they will be illus- trated and presented in Coca-Cola advertising during the next three months—in magazines and many newspapers—in outdoor signs and posters—in show windows and at and stands of the many thousands of places that serve Coca-Cola. stores To show you how to look for the “six keys,” we'll point out the first one—in the advertise- ment on the opposite page. It is ‘‘taste.’’ The other five will be just as easy to find—if you keep your eyes open to Coca-Cola advertising during the next three months. rne AnSwerf®&rs The ‘six keys to the popularity of Coca- Cola” will be illustrated and presented in many newspapers throughout the country and in the following magazines on the following dates—one key to each advertisement: The Saturday Evening Post—May 7, June 4, June 18, July 2, July 16, August 6. Literary Digest— May 14, June 11, June 25, July 9, July 23, August 13. Liberty— May 14, June 11, June 25, July 9, July 23, August 13. Collier's Weekly— May 21, June 4, June 18, July 2, July 16, August 6. Life—May 5, June 9, June 23, July 7, July 21, August 4. Enter and Follow 1. Contest will close at midnight August 25, 1927. All answers postmarked August 25, 1927, will be ac ceptable. Contest is open to everybody —young and old—ex cept people connected with The Coca-Cola Company or a Coca-Cola bottling company, or their families. 3. Donot mail your entry before the first week in August You must see all ‘‘six keys”’ in advertisements be fore you can write correct answers, and the final key will not appear before the first week in August. 4. Write on only one side of your writer, pen or pencil, but please write paper Us type plainly. 5. Write your name, occupation and address plainly at the top of the first page of your entry. 6. Prizes will be awarded strictly on merit, on the fol- lowing points a) The correct naming of the “six keys" and the place you found each one b The be st is a good reason for the “six keys” popularity of Coca-Cola answer why any one of the Just three things to do to enter this $30,000 cash prize contest: 1. Find the * each one. 2. Pick out the key that appeals to you most and tell in one paragraph why it 1s a vood reason for the popularity of Coca-Cola. SIX keys.” Tell where you found 3. Then write an answer (in one the following question: paragraph) to What Coca-Cola outdoor sign (painted wall, bulletin, poster, red sign on a store or along a street or highway) or what Coca-Cola win- dow display or soda fountain or refreshment stand decoration best illustrates or you one or more of the ‘six keys.’ Tell why and also where you saw the advertisement. (Note that magazine and newspaper advertisements are eliminated in answering this question.) SHOU prese nts to To answer what Coca-Cola advertisement, other than those in newspapers and maga- zines, best illustrates or presents one or more of the “six keys,”” keep your eyes open for the following Coca-Cola advertisements: Posters—60,000 in 5,000 communities. Painted Walls and Bulletins—20,000 throughout the country. Show Window Dis- plays, Soda Fountain and Refreshment Stand Decorations—at more than 415,000 places where Coca-Cola is served. Little Red Coca-Cola Signs—hundreds of thousands dot the streets and corners everywhere. This $30,000 These Sj c) The reasons you give (also the place you saw it) for the Coca-Cola advertisement (outside the newspaper and magazine advertisen that best illustrates or presents one or more of the “six keys.” d) The neatness and cleat 7. All Company otherwise ents ness of vour answers of The ¢ 1 advertising or answers become the property oca-Cola and may be used by it None will be returned. 8. Address all answers to CONTEST The Coca-Cola Company, JUDGES Atlanta, Ga Announcement of the winners and awarding prizes will be made as soon after the close of the c« as the judges can complete their work of the yntest The judges will be three former Presidents of th« International Advertising Association (formerly Asso ciated Advertising Clubs of the World) and the Pre si dent of the Coca-Cola Bottlers’ Association, and their awards shall be final.

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(Continued from Page 104 reckless Ibn-Malek had plainly feared her, had spoken a word of brotherly warning when he had yielded to Yezid’s eager pl and ceded her to him instead of selling her to the Jew Disconcertingly sincere had been her quiet voice when—as the interpreter had translated--she had sworn death to the man who should touch her against her will. But the thought of her came to him like the thirst of the desert —tall, fascinatingly fair- haired, darker lashes long over marvelously blue eyes, her lips a curving red promise of hidden ecstasy, her exquisite perfection of feature yet more alluring in that frigid high headed pride he craved to humble! He had not been able to sleep for imagination of her presence. Even in that midnight rush into the city, even in that fierce fight at the convent gates, her beauty had been tantalizingly, maddeningly vivid before him; and bit- terly humiliating in him had been the mem- ory of that disdainful glance which had swept over him when, in the midst of his victory on the bridge, she had ignored him, had coolly looked at Ibn-Malek and called him ‘‘dog.’’ By Allah, he would tame her! She should yet murmur love words into his ear, throw those white arms about him, calling him her lord, her life! sy the Prophet, he had sworn it! He heard footsteps beyond the round low arch of the curtained doorway and his heart thumped suddenly and uncomforta- bly. He mastered himself, feeling it shame that a true Muslim should be so agitated by a captive infidel. Was she not his to do with as he would? By Allah, he would with strong hands hold her white arms to her sides, press upon her red mouth the kiss all night he had given to her elusive image in the air! He trembled, and was angry with himself for that involuntary trembling. She entered, the dirty turban and dirtier blue cloak of Abu-Assa behind her white- ness. He set his teeth to look—despite his youth severely and impressively the con- queror, overcame in himself the peculiar little shock with which he had perceived her. By Allah, the pride with which she walked! her fair hair now braided in two long ropes almost to her waist, her robe torn and bedraggled, even the bondage of her hands behind her back— Abu-Assa was too experienced to omit these little precau- tions—diminished nothing of the loftiness of her head. She came before him, opened upon him those long dark lashes over the marvelous blue eyes, contemplated him. Her personality seemed to fill the room with a magic that disturbed him. Verily, perhaps, as Ibn-Malek had said, she was no earthly maiden, but an ifrif, or at least an enchantress who had an ifrit for familiar! Such there were, and notoriously, to love them was certain death. How, otherwise, could she stand so calmly and fearlessly before him? There was a silence that embarrassed him. He spoke at last from an oppression on his chest. ‘‘Untie her hands, O Abu- Assa.”’ The trader obeyed. Neither by word nor gesture did she acknow!edge that gift of liberty. Letting her hands fall to her sides, she continued to stand in that disdainful silence, awaiting what he might have to say toher. And Yezid knew not what to say. ‘‘Ask her if there is a boon she would have of me, O Abu-Assa,” he said The trader questioned her in that in- comprehensible speech to which she replied in equal incomprehensibility, and turned to Yezid. ‘‘She asks only that she may see ner brother, Sidi.”” Yezid nodded. Perhaps this might bring a smile to her face, soften that disdain. In any case, he had meant to bring her brother before him “Fetch him,’’ he commanded. They were alone together, and that room seemed to ring with the silence. If only he could have spoken her tongue! His eyes devoured her as she stood, calm, insultingly indifferent. Grotesquely foolish now seemed his project of pinning her arms to her sides,

THE SATURDAY of forcing her to receive his kiss

plenty had he seen during his life of but never such as she had he seen standing

in the slave markets after the vict y Those others had either wept or smirked, tr tors

ng to induce benevolence in their cap- She stood just as she had stood yesterday when, through the intermediary Abu-Assa, she had scornfully refused his offer to mak« her, not his slave, but his wife—the first of his wives, if he should take others, as the faith permitted. In just that same con tempt she had reiterated her quiet threat to be the death of any man who should touc! her against her will. Very young was Yezid and he craved not for a complaisance forced by violence— legitimate in the « cumstances though such violence was— but for a flatteringly genuine return of that strangely unanticipated passion which cor sumed him. An unwonted honor was it that he, descendant of a companion of the Prophet, should offer wif tive infidel woman. He wondered at him- self for doing so, heard in imagination the

hood to this Cap- jeers of his men. Could it be that verily she exercised magics? He muttered the Islamic formula which gives protection against witchcraft— With Allah I take ref uge! That breath-taking beauty, however, underwent not the startling transformation I iad half expected. rose from his seat, gently took her

hand in his, looked into those wonderful blue eyes, spoke ardently, rapidly, in his Arabic tongue, vehemently pleading the sincerity of his love, promising unimag able happiness for her. She neither understood nor answered. That stubborn immobility exasperated him to a sudden madness, a blinding annihilation of control. In an irresistible impulse, he threw his arms about her, crushed her close to him, kissed her on the mouth, desperately, again and She was Y

again, beseeching her to love him. rigid in his embrace, as unmoved as an image of stone. Baffled and angry, he re leased her, stepped back to his seat, re sumed it in the moment that he heard the footsteps of Abu-Assa with his Gothic captive. Divested now of his armor was that young chief who, hands bound behind him and a shackle on his ankles, came into the room, his eyes still proud in the fair- bearded face haggard with defeat and im prisonment. Abu-Assa pushed him roughly forward, and the next moment the girl, wit! a poignant cry, had rushed to him, had flung her arms about his neck, clinging to him. They spoke to each other rapidly and eagerly in that language which to Yezid was exasperatingly meaningless. She was then capable of emotion when she wished An angry jealousy leaped up in Yezid as he watched that display of affection, though it was but between brother and sister. He bade Abu-Assa pull them apart. ‘ell them, O Abu-Assa,”’ he said, ‘this that is my will. Doomed to death by the law of the Prophet are the infidels of the whole earth, saving only that acceptably

they ransom their lives to the faithful, as is permitted. Say this then, O Abu-Assa, and say it that they understand. I give them the choice. If this maid will yield herself ily and freely as my bride to be ever the

of my wives, reigning over my har as over my heart, then shall her brother safely go hence and no ransom will | take for him. and a safe-conduct sealed with the seal of Mughith himself. Behold, I have it here!”’ He took a piece of parchment from his robe " displayed it. “If she will not, then shall her brother be slain here be He shall have a horse and a sword, and she herself be treated no longer as a f high birth ol D Dut as the meanest ol

my slaves. Bid them make choice!” He listened intently as Abu-Assa inter preted, was instinctively sure that the crafty old merchant accurately rendered iis speech. Their glance at each other wa proof of it. He had half expected her to cast herself at his feet, pleading with him. She did not. The pair of them stood rigid and

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What do they answer, O Abu he demanded It was the your r chief who spoke curt ehemence I rel

te Ss t it ne WwW r . ter wedded to a deni« of A nowet e blasphemed ng y ¢ t ‘ rt eated tne aithni : Yezid’s hand went to the hilt mitar, and his qu blood s ears. He mastered himself, crumpling the parchment he had that morning obtained He watched her, as even more briefly she answered Abu-Assa ‘She promises thee her hate The old trader came close to whisper his counsel] Sidi, let not the hot blood of youth prevall over the wisdom of those that, under Allah, have seen many things. No bliss wilt thou ever have with her. The Jew waits without Folly is it to throw away good gold. Sell them both therefore a hundred dinars will he give thee for them, and add to the price a red robe trimmed with fur. And if a maiden thou desirest, for thirty dinars will I bring thee thy choice pearls are there within as but this day marveling at them— verily, seem they houris from Paradise, white as milk and with eyes that languish for a lover. I who have bought and sold many slaves have never seen finer merchandise.” Yezid pushed him away with brusque impatience. That offer of a cowed and submissive slave maiden was an empty within the hour the slave market, Sidi,

have I seen, mockery to his fierce desire. His fingers tightened over his sword hilt. Should he here and now slay as he had threatened, avenge that insult? He glared at the young man, spoke to him directly, as though he could understand his words “Thou hearest? Thy sister death for thee, even as thou thyself didst } ' cnoose: chooseth The young chief, frowning under his matted yellow hair, his mouth grim through his fair beard, only shrugged his shoulders. Plainly, he understood; and she also under- stood sut no cry came from her. She staring at her brother with wide-open eyes. Yezid had a vision of that young warrior, clashing stood stiffly motionless, swords with him in the ferocity of the fight Skillful and brave had he been He rose from his seat, his hand on his scimitar In that movement something whispered to him—the thought came to him like a flash of fire, dissipating his anger, transforming his mood. He saw his father Ibn-Habib rising majestically in his crowded tent, loading with presents a number of infidel captives who expected only death, bidding them go free since bravely they had fought against him. Such capricious embryonic chivalry to-

clemencies-— an ward gallant foes—were indeed not rare with the noble Arab chiefs of the conquer- ing Muslim armies, and were sung by syco- phantic camp poets with the same enthusi- asm that they sang the much more frequent wholesale massat the name of Allal res piously committed Yezid could feel Abu

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Buildings wi 0 | | Buildings will never grow so large that one Corbin key can’t open every door owned It you liffere a building with 10,000 doors—each door guarded by a nt Corbin lock—one Corbin Master Key could still open every one. Sounds like magic! But it is nothing more than Corbin ingenuity and the Corbin Master Keying System. Q With it one key will open every lock in your home, your office, your store or factory—though each lock be different, ‘ach with it I Tell your architect before you build that you want Own Key. this Corbin convenience as well as Corbin security. x es r.& F. CORBIN SS Se Master Keying r New York ( igo Philadelphia THE SATURDAY EVENING POST “Thou art free!’’ said Yezid sharply. He thrilled with this dramatic magnificence as he turned to Abu-Assa. ‘Tell him that he is free. I did but make trial of him. Yezid loves brave men. From swordsmen such as he, the son of Ibn-Habib-— whose fame may Allah increase—neither desires nor takes ransom. Here is the safe-conduct that shall pass him unharmed through the host of the faithful.”” He held out the parchment tasseled with the black seal of Mughith. ‘Ali, my groom, holds a horse ready for him in the courtyard, and two of my men wait to escort him out of the city. Here also is a sword of Gothic fashion.’’ He picked up a sword that stood sheathed against the wall, thrust it into the hand of the bewildered Goth. ‘Tell him that, if Allah willeth, shall we again clash weapons together in the fight.” “Verily, Allah afflicts thee, O Sidi,’”’ ex- postulated the old trader, appalled with this fantastic generosity wherein his last hope of a fat profit vanished. “The fool leaps when a djinn whispers to him, but the wise man takes refuge with Allah and be- wares of sudden deeds. Let me but speak to the Jew-—-a hundred dinars could I get for him alone! This thou doest is a young man’s folly thou wilt regret when the blood is calm.” “Not so, O Abu-Assa,”’ said Yezid, su- perb in his réle of splendid magnanimity. “Thou seest I did prepare it.” It was partly true. He had indeed prepared this release for his captive adversary, but only in the case that his offer were accepted, that the maid stayed willingly as his bride. Surely, however, she must now at least ad- mire him! “I have spoken. Tell him my words. Bid him depart in peace.” Abu-Assa translated. The maid still stood rigidly motionless as she listened to the words addressed to her brother. She uttered no sound but, when the old trader had finished, her eyes came round to Yezid. Was there a subtle change in their expression? He could not be sure. Still proud was the lift of her head. He glanced at the Gothic chief. To his amazement the young man did not move. Merely he shook his head, spoke a few harshly guttural words to the interpreter. The old trader grinned, almost involun- tarily, as he translated. ‘“*He says, Sidi, that without his will he not depart. He offers richly suffi- cient ransom both for himself and her, and will himself, moreover, stay as thy bonds- man if thou wilt let her go. Take this un- believer at his word, O Protector of the Poor. Two hundred golden dinars will we demand as the ransom—when the gold is paid to thee thou wilt not forget thy servant has a mother starving in Tingis— and the man himself can I sell in the slave market for thirty dinars, or haply a little more, for he is young and strong. And as for the maid, Allah knoweth, thou art well rid of her. Of those who fashion spells and breathe upon the knots —even they that the Prophet cursed as the false ones who bring calamity to bearded men is she for a surety. Take this unbeliever’s foolish offer, O Sidi, and bless Allah!” Yezid had stood frowning, had listened to but the commencement of this eager ex- hortation. Impatiently he thrust Abu- Assa aside from him. What now was he to do? His splendidly dramatic gesture of gen- erosity had been utterly wrecked, and such a tale as that of allowing this infidel girl to go free while he kept the brother as his bondsman would circulate in derisive laughter throughout the whole of Islam. It was unthinkable. He looked at her as she stood cold and proud in that beauty sur- passing, it seemed more than ever to him, the loveliness of all earthly maids. A pain stabbed Never would murmur to him the love words he had fever- ishly imagined in the maddening sleepless ness of the night. Never would she look at him but with eyes of cold disdain, even though he humbled her savagely in that violence permitted him by all the custom of sister who breast. she his war. May 7,1927 Suddenly, he knew not how, in that con fused racing chaos of his thoughts, solve stood fixed in his mind. He would make his gesture heroically complete “Tt is well,” he said, with a strange calm, though his lips quivered. ‘‘Tell them, O Abu-Assa, that they may both go free that I take no ransom from them Abu-Assa stuttered comically, tongue refused utterance, as he translated those incredible words. Verily a tale in all men’s mouths would this madness be! With a grim pleasure Yezid observed that now at last his prisoners had been smitten to astonishment. They started, glanced at each other. For the first time that maid uttered a cry, changed color. For a moment he thought she was going to throw herself at his feet. She did not. “Bid them go quickly,’’ he said, still with those trembling lips. ‘‘ Lest another thought come into my mind. Take them away, Abu-Assa, and tell Ali to provide an- other horse.” The young Gothic chief pronounced some guttural words he recognized as thanks. He waved him brusquely away with his hand. They went toward the doorway and Abu- Assa—he turned up his eyes to heaven in this madness; verily was the Sidi afflicted nis re almost hi of Allah!—pulled aside the curtain for them. The chief passed through. He watched, an acute pang at his heart, that loveliness go across the floor. She turned, as though involuntarily, for a last look at him, a strange new look in her face And in that instant something snapped within him, an overwhelming madness sub- merged him. With a wild inarticulate cry he sprang forward, or, rather, his limbs sprang for him, snatched her back into his arms, crushed her frenziedly against the chain mail on his body, pressed kiss after kiss upon her mouth in a delirium of pas sion. Even though she loathed him, would he take this last kiss. And, marvelously, miraculously, he felt her no longer rigid in his grasp, felt her go limp, felt her lips upon his, kissing him also in a wild reciprocation. In a mad ecstasy, while the world seemed to whirl and vanish, they continued in that embrace, clinging to each other. He heard, vaguely, footsteps, voice in fierce anger, glanced round. It was the young Goth, come back. The maid took a quick look at him, buried her head in Yezid’s robe, frantically held him em- braced. He saw the flash of the sword he had given the Goth, saw Abu-Assa spring upon him from behind heard a “Take him away!”’ cried Yezid. ‘Put him on the horse--let him go!”’ He heard what was certainly a curse upon that weak sister as the struggling chieftain was dragged back along the pas sage, other men now helping. He that lovely face to look once more into it as she half swooned, as with blind eye lips yearned forward to him, heard in | ear strange murmurous words raised those } The October sun was already low toward the horizon when Yezid rallied his men after yet another charges which now for six days } norse of the desperate ad surged to and fro across the great battlefield. Once more the cavalry of Islam had hurled itself in vain upon that serried mass of Frankish footmen— the chronicler in |! was to write of it, ng admiration, as a block of ice, sparkled its innumerable weapons more the Frankish cavalry, led by the terri- ble foeman who in that fight gained the glorious name of Karl the Hammerer—we remember him yet, though with obliterated significance, as Charles Martel—had furi- ously galloped out from behind that in fantry, in a thunder of hoofs, a shrieking of Teutonic war cries loud above the frantic “*Allahu akbar!”’ of the Muslims, had hur- tled upon the Saracens, disorganized by their charge, had raced back with them, spear and sword darting murderously as the maddened horses strained breast by breast And then again the arrow storm of the ; monastery in marvel so solid was it and so Once Continued on Page 113

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Continued from Page 110 Muslim archers had commenced upon the flank of those yelling unbelievers, and an- other body of Muslim cavalry had vocifer- atingly spurred its horses to the relief of Yezid’s hard-pressed ordo. Many battles had Yezid seen in the twenty years which had elapsed since the conquest of Spain, but never one so desper- ate as this, never one where such immense hosts met in conflict, filling the land—it seemed, as far as the eye could reach — with a scintillation of arms that was but a shim- mer in the distant extremities of the field, while the noise of battle ceased not for a moment in its multitudinous clamors. For this was the great and decisive trial of strength between Western Christendom and hitherto all-conquering Islam. Never again were the Muslim masters of, the peninsula to collect such a host as this which, under Abd-er-Rahman, Arab gov- ernor of already conquered southern Gaul, had gathered for the final conquest of that country which for us is France, but for them was a vast territory split up among a multitude of Teutonic lordlings, Goths and Franks and Gascons, reigning over a peasantry of still Romanized Celts. Terri- ble had been their ravages as they swept over the land, immense the booty with which they had burdened themselves, while for a whole year the Christian churches had gone up in flames, from the Pyrenees to the Loire, from the Bay of Biscay to the Rhone, and none had there arisen who could stay them. But now, in this month of October in the year of grace 732, Karl, illegitimate son of King Pepin II and mayor of the palace to that futile monarch, grand- father of Charlemagne, had united with the forces of Count Eudo, Duke of Aquitaine, and between Tours and Poitiers had brought the Saracens to battle. Exactly a hundred years was it since Muhammed had died at Medina, and now a thousand miles north of Ta4rik’s first landing place in Europe was it to be settled, once for all, whether that marvelous tide of fanaticism he had initiated was to roll victoriously over the Western world, or whether it was there to be stayed. No man was there in those two colossal hosts who was not conscious of that mighty issue as day after day the chaotic fight the scientific soldiers of Byzantium, sole guardians of the ancient and now all but extinct military art, would have scoffed at both parties—continued with no definite advantage to either. Yezid, now a great emir as befitted one who had ridden with Tarik in the first conquest, his beard gray- ish with the vicissitudes of many battles and the anxieties of many governorships, shouted the cry of the faith to his scattered horsemen —‘‘ Din Muhammed! Allahu akbar! Din Muhammed! La allah il’ Al- lah!”’— brought them together again, their dark faces fierce under their dented hel- mets, wildly waving their spears as they vociferated the victory-bringing shout, ranked them once more under his green banner to await the moment for yet an- other charge. Near him a mass of Sara- cenic archers yelled as they loosed deadly flights of arrows into the Frankish cavalry now galloping back to its own lines. Behind the infantry and cavalry of the Muslims the green-turbaned Imams rode up and down in fanatical exhortation, de- claiming the verses of the Koran that give protection in battle: * Allahu akbar! La allah il’Allah! Stir up the faithful to the fight! Twenty of ye who stand firm shall vanquish two hundred, and a hundred shall put a thousand to flight! Say to the infidels, ‘Ye shall be worsted and in Gehenna shall ye be gath- ered together.” From Allah alone cometh victory! Verily, he that turneth his back shall draw down the wrath of Allah! Be ye steadfast and fear Allah, and Allah shall succor ye with the multitude of his angels! Allahu akbar! La allah il’Allah!” The great cry broke from that vast mass of men under its innumerable banners, obliterating anew that opposing cry of “Gott! Gott! Christus! Christus!” from the

THE SATURDAY spear-glittering masses still ranked a little way across the corpse-encumbered plair However desperate the fight, they could not fail of victory. Did not Allah protect them? Was not Paradise happily certair for those who fel]? “Di VUuhammed! Din Muhammed! Allahu akbar! L il’ Allah!”’ A young Saracen came galloping up to Yezid, touched his brow in aam, him an order from Abd-er-Rahman to charge anew. Over the plain in front of him he could see the mass of F in confusion as the Arab archers riddled them with arrows, saw mounted men fran- tically enforcing them to keep their ranks under that deadly rain. Behind them, for the moment, there was no protective cav- alry. Those who had countercharged him had galloped away to another part of the field, and although another body of mail- clad horsemen sparkled in the golden rays of the horizontal sun as they approached to replace them, not yet were they in position. It was a good moment. He waved his scimitar over his head, shouted the war cry. The next instant, in a thunder of hoofs that was like a roll of drums, he was leading a torrent of horsemen on to that mass of infantry whose spears and scythes and axes swayed like corn in the wind as they closed up to meet him. Another moment and his horse was plunging against that wall of steel while furiously he hacked at the con- torted shrieking faces of those who struck furiously at him, while all around was pan- demonium. The impetus of that charge exhausted itself. Still unbreakable was that wall. He swerved his horse round, bade his horn blower sound the retreat, his standard bearer lift high the banner. Even as he yelled those orders there was another thundering of hoofs, a new out burst of shrieks and shouts, a metallic din of weapons in contact, a Teutonic battle cry that drowned the shouts of “ Allahu akbar!” He saw, cutting fiercely through those Arabic light cavalry this charge had unexpectedly taken in flank, a burly fair bearded warrior plunging his horse at the head of his equally big-framed, ferocious!y slashing horsemen. He was quite close The next moment they had themselves met in fierce encounter, their swords clas! ing violently in skillful cut and guard, and even as he spurred his horse against th chief he recognized him—that young Got whom twenty years back he had allowed t depart without ransom! The Goth recog nized him also, shouted his name. And then, in that very instant, Yezid’s scimitar snapped off at the hilt.

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He could not divine that the zealous priest was denouncing him as the perverter of a Christian soul henceforth lost, was de- manding that he should be incontinently slain, as befitted so inexpiable a crime. The Goth laughed as he rose from his seat, pushed the monk aside. He clapped Yezid heavily on the shoulder with his great hand, glanced round the tent to where lay a heap of captured weapons. Then he picked up a Saracenic sword and thrust it—again with that great laugh—into Yezid’s hand, in an exclamation which, though the words were meaningless, could not be misunderstood. Then, his arm about the shoulder of his captive, he led him to a table where two or three of his fellow Goths were hungrily feasting. “Brunhild!”’ he said, raising a cup of wine and laughing. Yezid nodded, and laughed also—looked for a cup of sherbet that was not there, that he—a strict Mus- lim and no winebibber—might drink with him in that happy amity of old date. May 7,1927 It was from the tent of Theodomir that on the morrow Yezid heard the wild tumult when Karl the Hammerer charged over- whelmingly into the Saracen host, slaying Abd-er-Rahman, and making so great a slaughter that ever after the Arab chroni- clers dolefully called the spot Baldt-ush- Shuhada—the Pavement of Martyrs. In that tremendous battle, where the massed Frankish infantry stood firm in a perhaps fortuitous but significant military efficiency that was far from being appreciated by the cavaliers, who then alone counted each other in their pride, it was haply the po- tentiality of a then unimagined civiliza- tion that was decided. Had Islam tri- umphed, to this hour the Western world might be held in the grip of that sterile dogma which, while marvels of invention hawe magically transformed existence be- yond its boundaries, still keeps its bar- barous realms as the unchanging Fast, scarcely distinguishable from the day when the simple-souled visionary of Mecca pro- claimed ecstatically for the first time: There is no god but Allah and Muhammed is his prophet! Editor’s Note—This is the sixth of a series of stories by Mr. Austin. The next will appear in an early issue THE SHORT CUT (Continued from Page 33 “And you're not even dressed up, if there was.’ He chuckled again. ‘“‘Gee, Annie, that make-up’s a sketch! It’d go big at the Red Lion, wouldn’t it?” She went on with her work in silence. He leaned forward, his elbows on his knees, his flippancy abruptly giving way to a kind of merry earnestness. “I don’t blame you, kid. I can see how it worked out for you—me pinched, Sid Lem- berger crossing us both, the bulls after you and not a jitney on you foraget-away. You had to play it the way you did. I’m not sore at you for giving me the air now either. You've got a right to be off me for life, after the way I fell down on you. You figure I’d do it again, and the next time you might be in worse than you are now. I don’t blame you, but I’m going to show you. I told you I had a new play framed up. Well, it’s open and shut, this one. All it needs is a shoe- string, and I know where I can raise that. I'll be coming back after you one of these days, and I'll have something better than blue sky to show you.” Annie glanced through the doorway. “That'll be all for now,” she said. ‘‘She’s coming back.”’ Mrs. Hoban resumed her work where she had left it, without speech. Webb talked to her, persistently refusing to suffer the nor- mal silence of the household habit. He had, when he chose, a shrewd bent for conversa- tion, shifting easily from one topic to an- other in quest of a responsive interest. He found it, finally, even in Lester Hoban’s mother; she turned toward him, her brows rising, when he complimented her on her industry. “Work? Why, we’re kind of put to it to keep busy, Annie and me! There isn’t work enough for one able-bodied woman, let alone two!” ““No?”’ He was respectfully attentive ‘“‘T thought— you both seem to have plenty to do, right now.” “Oh, this.”” She dismissed it with tone and look. ‘This isn’t anything. It’d be different if we had to carry water, ’stead of leaving it run out of a pipe. And wood, too— most houses you got to carry it in from the shed.”’ She exhibited Les Hoban’s latest invention, explaining how, by mov- ing his woodpile around to the bank behind the house and cutting through the wall, he had made it possible for the split stovewood to slide of its own accord right into the kitchen. ‘‘It’s real easy, keeping house for Les— he’s a great hand to tinker. And it’s handy, living on a sidehill, tov; couldn't get wood and water so easy if we lived down on the flats.” “T see. Pretty smooth.” Webb had found his topic. On the subject of her son, with a sympathetic listener, Mrs. Hoban could be almost communicative. Deftly prompted, she described Hoban’s devices for lessening the labor of the farm—the driveways that led from the hillside to the very roof line of his barns, so that he un- loaded hay and grain downward instead of pitching up to an overhead mow; the loca- tion of his granary on the upper level, so that he could feed his stock by gravity, pulling wires from the porch to let their grain ration slip down through the chutes. She was almost eloquent about the cable- way, by means of which a descending load of saw logs helped to haul a laden wagon up the steep grade from the flats. “He’s good. I can see that.’’ Webb nodded soberly. ‘‘I should think he’d be too smart to waste his time up here; he'd make money if he’d go where it grows.” Mrs. Hoban eyed him gravely. ‘Les makes out to get along good enough,”’ she said. ‘‘Guess all money’s good for is to leave a body live where he’s a-mind to, and Les’d sooner live right here than anywheres else. Always saying there’s no place so handy as a good steep sidehill.”’ “But he could take it easy.’’ Webb pre- served a careful counterfeit of gravity, but there was mirth in his eyes. ‘‘ He wouldn’t have to work—and you wouldn’t, either, if he as “I don’t guess that’d suit Les, nor me either.’’ She inspected him deliberately. ‘Kind of rests a body, work does. Maybe you haven’t tried it—not the right kind, I mean.”’ He laughed. ‘I’ve tried housework, all right. I was in the kitchen most of the time I was at Stillburn. I wouldn't say it rested me much.” She considered the idea. ‘“‘Guess | wouldn't like it, either, if I had to doit. It’s different, doing a thing because you want to.” She turned to Annie. ‘‘That’s how you look at it, isn’t it, Annie?” **Something like that, I suppose.’”’ The younger woman spoke carelessly, without looking up from the baking board, but her voice was hard and there was a look of strain about her mouth. Phil Webb grinned. “But you all have to do what you're doing,” he suggested. ‘‘ You’ve got to wash dishes and cook and all that, whether you want to or not. Hoban’s got to haul in hay and , “Not if he’d sooner loaf.’”” Mrs. Hoban spoke with more decision than usual. ‘‘ We can sell out and go live in Glenville ans Continued on Page 117)

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Continued from Page 114) time we're a-mind to. Been a-plenty tried it, *t didn’t know better.”’ Annie Hoban’s glance slanted quickly at Webb. He had leaned forward; his eyelids were narrowed shrewdly. ‘‘Of course that makes a difference. I didn’t know the place would be worth enough.” “It wouldn’t.”” Annie spoke sharply. “It couldn’t be sold at all, probably. There’s any number of deserted farms within ten miles of here.”’ ““Not with timber on ‘em.”’ Mrs. Hoban shook her head. ‘“‘ Don’t matter about the land; it’s the timber that counts. could get a sight of money, cash down, any time he wanted to log off the woods.”’ Annie laughed, a high, shrill, derisive sound. ‘‘A lot of money, yes—for up here! As much as five hundred dollars, maybe!”’ She moved quickly past the older woman and twitched at her apron so that the signal was invisible from where Webb sat. ‘“Come on, ma, we'd better see about the cream before it sours.” ‘*Cream?”’ Mrs. Hoban’s face was blank. With her back toward Webb, Annie cau- tioned her with a warning frown. She hesi- tated. “‘Oh, Guess I forgot. I'll come.” She followed Annie out to the door of the milk cellar. The younger woman whispered harshly, ‘I tried to stop you! What on earth made you talk that way in front of Phil Webb? If he once gets the notion that we aren’t dog-poor he’ll —he’ll ; ‘*Guess he’s got his work cut out for him to get the best of Les, if that’s what you’re afraid of."’ Mrs. Hoban was obstinately undisturbed. “If that’s the kind of a body that’s able to cheat folks down yonder 3 he clicked her tongue against her teeth. “You don’t know him! He’s dangerous! I don’t see what made you tell him “Him?” Contempt was in the old woman’s voice. ‘“‘Think I was talking to him? Think it matters a mite what that jailbird thinks? I was talking at you, Annie, same as he was.” “Me? But I know all about the timber. I’ve always known.” “‘Only wanted to make sure you didn’t forget it, with him talking that way about getting rich and living easy, down yonder Wanted to kind of remind you that Les is a sight better off than a ‘“You think I care?’’ Annie’s voice shook. “You think it matters whether stopped, amazed by tears on the older woman’s thin cheeks. ‘*He’s up here to get you. Think I don’t know? And Les leaving him stay—getting me out to the henhouse, so’s he could talk to you! Seems ’s if I couldn’t stand it, Annie, if you fe Annie’s arm went about her. “It’s all right then. You know I wouldn't, don't you, ma? You know I'd never leave Les, not for anything or anybody, let alone that--that cheap thief?”’ **You said you had to make sure.” “Did 1?” Annie laughed softly. ‘ Well, I've done it. If you knew how I feel about Phil Webb ‘ “Think he’s apt to try and get money from Les, like you said?’’ Mrs. Hoban re- covered her normal calm, only a thin hint Les yes * she of anxiety in her look and voice. ‘‘ You think, maybe, I gave him the notion that y “No. I got you away in time. Don’t worry. If you don’t say anything more he won't pay any attention.” But when they came back Phil Webb had disappeared. Annie went to the side door. Her hands closed slowly as she saw him. He had gone out past the house and stood with his head thrown back, looking up over the sweep of the timbered hill. She went swiftly out to him. At the sound of her step he turned toward her, laughing under his breath. “Not so dusty, Annie! Five hundred, eh? Wanted it all for yourself, did you? All right.” “Forget it. Why should I hand you a split?’”’ Shespoke sharply. “It’s my play, isn’t it? You claim you've got a new stunt THE SATURDAY of your own. All right, go to it. I car swing this.”’ “Can you?” His eyes mocked at her “Then why don’t you? Why are you doing the kitchen-mechanic stuff, days ua week, if you can grab off this soft coin any time you want to?”’ ‘Because I can’t do it-—not any want to.”’ She shrugged her ‘Les doesn’t want to sell; you may not be lieve it, but he’d rather live up here, the way he does, than move down to a tow: and take it easy. He's pig-headed about SeVel! time | shoulder S it, and his mother backs him up. She was giving it to you straight, just now—she likes work. I’ve seen her hunt for it. She'll even put things in the wash wher they’re perfectly clean.” “T wouldn’t put it past her, at that.” He grinned. ‘‘ Well, go on. What 4 “T’ve got to talk him into selling, that’s all. It'll take a lot of talk, too, before he changes his mind, but’’—she laughed “but I'll do it, if nobody butts in on the play. You, for instance—if you tackled him the way you're thinking—handing him a line of get-rich-quick chatter, I mean why, you'd just put his back up it tried. Every now and then some timber man tries to jolly him into selling.” “That’s how you figure on doing it, though?”’ His eyes slanted at her. ‘* That's your play, is it?”’ “It’s better than it sounds. I don’t look very good to you in this make-up, but it suits him. Look at my hands! They'd give a manicure the heeby-jeebies, wouldn't they?”’ She held them out before him. “Well, they look just right to Les.” He chuckled. ‘Oh, I'll hand it to you, Annie. You're there when it stringing a lad along. You had me going, all right. But this hick’s still holding out on you, I notice. Maybe you've got his number, but he’s got his woods.”’ “It'll take time,”’ she admitted. it’s the only way it can be worked.” Lester Hoban, riding his light load of hay toward the runway of the upper barn, lifted his arm. Webb chuckled. “The poor simp! I'll bet you've got him dizzy, all right.” Annie turned her head so that she locked away from him, out over the valley to the rolling rise of the farther hill. “‘I hate to talk about myself,’ she said, “but I've seen cruder vamps get by with it in the movies.” Webb leaned toward her eagerly. ‘“* Then it’s a soft cinch, Annie! If he’s really crazy about you, it’s money in the bank! That’s where I come in.” ‘| don’t see it.’ She turned back to face him. ‘I don’t need any help.”’ “Still want it all, eh? Better behave or you won't even cut! I don’t You can't even block the play.” ‘Show me.”’ She spoke calmly enough, but her breathing quickened and Webb laughed at her. “It’s so open and shut I can afford to face my cards,” “You've got this bird goofy about you. All right. his choice between squaring me with his timber and watching you ride down the hill between a couple of bulls! How about 3 ae She seemed to consider it without emo- tion. ‘‘I ought to let you try it,” she said “It’s almost coming to you—what you'd get, if you went over to that barn and put it up to him.” “What do you mean—what I'd get He was puzzled. ‘‘He’d come through He’d have to.” “‘Maybe—through you!"’ She laughed “You fool! Where do you think you are? Back in a town, with a cop on every corner? What do you suppose ‘d happen to you if you let Les Hoban get the notion there was any chance you'd squeal on me? Go on! Try it! Who knows you're here? Who'd ever wonder why you didn’t come back? You fool! You haven't even got a gun, and you'd try a play like that on Les Hoban!” ‘“*Aw, he'd never ‘ “All right. Try it! you when you're trying to edge in on my I've seen comes to “But need you he said. 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Good for Them! wholesome, delicious—as good to eat as light home-made cake or cookies. Baked in spotless bakeries from “real , that contains only whole- CRE game! I ought to let you go right in and beg to get your neck twisted.” He glanced uneasily over his shoulder at the barn. ‘“‘On the level? | really “Try it and see!” He meditated, his eyes narrowed. “All right. You're stringing me, but I don’t have to take a chance, and the play’ll be safer, anyway, when I come back | Annie.” He waved his hand in farewell, turned and walked away along the lane. She stood watching him until he disappeared below the dropping grade. Then, slowly, she went to the barn. Les Hoban’s un- loaded wagon backed out as she approached; she came to the side of the wide rack. ‘**He’s gone, Les.” He wagged his head. ‘“‘On foot? Hadn't ought to resk it in this sun. Apt to bush out again.” She moved her hand impatiently, as if to dismiss the idea. ‘Les, he’s—he’s bad. All the way through. If he ever comes back, don’t believe anything he says.” “Don’t know as I’d be apt to,” he said, grinning. ‘‘Wears his eyes kind of close together.” Hesobered. ‘If he’s bound to go, maybe I'd better take the team and go down to town with him. Ain’t fit to walk it.” “He isn’t fit to ride, either,” she said harshly. ‘“‘Not in the same wagon with you! He isn't fit to live, Les!” “Sight of critters make out to do it that don’t seem to be much use.” He chuckled. “Don’t look right, though, leaving him walk to town, the shape he’s in.” “He'll get there!’ Her voice was dry. “And he’ll come back too. When he does, don’t let him fool you, Les. He'll carry a gun and he’s the kind that’d use it.” “‘Ain’t afraid of him, are you? He been trying to scare you, some way?” The good nature faded from the sunbitten face and the drawling voice. The warped knuckles of the hand that held the fork handle whitened. “He knows better.’’ She spoke quickly. “All I’m afraid of is that he'll get round you some way when he comes back, or that you'll tackle him with your hands, when he’s got agun. Don’t forget, Les, he’s bad all the way through.’ His face cleared. ‘‘Guess we can make out to handle him, the two of us,”’ he said. “‘Don’t you go fretting, Annie. I don’t go hunting trouble, maybe, the way folks do down on the flats, but when it takes and climbs up here, I mostly make out to hold up my end.”’ She surveyed him deliberately. ‘‘ Yes,” she said quietly, ‘yes, we'll handle him between us.”’ Her tone lightened. ‘* You'd better get back to your hay, Les.” “*Guess so.”” He turned the wagon and drove up the hill toward the cleared pocket of grassland. She watched him as long as he was in sight. Then,. moving briskly, she went back to the house. Mrs. Hoban’s mild glance lifted in question from her darning basket. **He’s gone,” said Annie. ma. It’s all right now.” bedroom, hum- So long, ” “Don’t worry, She went into the ming softly; the clothes she had [~ worn when she had } taken refuge in the hills hung at the back of the heavy old walnut wardrobe. She took them down, hesitated, placed them. c There were a few bills in the upper drawer of the bu- reau and she took / them. Going back to the kitchen she took a milk pail and reached up for the | io cheap straw hat on the peg by the door re- THE SATURDAY Would he The Former Subway EVENING POST *T thought I'd go up after some berries,” shesaid carelessly. ripe ones along the gully. You won't mind getting supper if I’m late, will you, ma?”’ The old woman shook her head. hesitated in the doorway, but went out, after amoment, without more words. When she came to the bend in the path where the woods hid her from the house she set down the pail and turned downhill at a stumbling run. She had learned to tell time by the sun and the trains that crawled along the groove in the valley wheat fields; she knewthe short cut across the flats to the siding where the afternoon accommodation would stop on signal for a passenger. She barely made it. Looking upward through the grimy window she could see the timbered hillside, the un- even green splash of the clearing, the white house that clung to the slope. The train swerved, presently, about an intervening shoulder that shut them out. It was late in the evening when she walked up to the desk at police head- quarters in Binchester. “T’m Annie Frayne,”’ she said to the placid, plump man in uniform who sur- veyed her above the blotter. “‘I’m wanted for that Webb business. Lock me up.”’ mi ARLIER experiment had left the driver of the hired car stubbornly disinclined to attempt the road that reared up, as he put it, on its hind laigs, in the direction of the white house on the hillside. Webb left him waiting at the foot of the hill and scrambled unskillfully up the grade. He was grinning, as he climbed, and his ex- pression did not change when he came to the crest of the steepest rise and found Les Hoban waiting in the middle of the lane. The grin even widened a little, but Webb’s right hand, nevertheless, slid into the pocket of his coat and stayed there. He wasted no time in preliminaries. ‘**Know what I’m here for, I guess.”’ Hoban nodded. ‘‘Wouldn’t wonder. Folks that climb that there hill mostly come after the same thing.’’ He grinned ami- ably. ‘‘Kind of hard coming up, but it’s real handy when you're headed down.” Webb jerked his head backward. ‘Try it, then. I got a car down there. We'll go back to the town and fix up the deal.” “Guess it wouldn’t hurt to talk it over first." Hoban spoke mildly. ‘‘ Might 's well say right out what you want.” “You know. Annie’s told you, all right.” Webb’s mouth twisted. “You can take your choice—either I get a bill of sale on your standing timber or she gets what’s coming to her. You got a whole minute to make up your mind, if any.” **Don’t need it. Made it up already.” “All right. Come on, then.”” Webb turned. Hoban did not move. “Feel ’s if I'd ought to do something by you,” he said. ‘‘Guess I'd ought to pay for hiring the car anyhow. Liv’ry charges five dollars f’r the round trip, mostly."” He drew a ragged bill from his pocket and gravely proffered it. Webb snarled. ** Les says there’s a lot of Annie Guard, Now a Doorman, Suddenly Reverts to Type May 7,1927 “Trying to kid me? for it.”’ “ Allright."’ Hoban pocketed the money. Just 's lief keep it. Sight of work to make it the way I do.” **Cut out the stalling!’’ Webb’s face and voice were ugly, but there was less as- surance in them. “I’ve got you right and you know it. If you don’t want your wife doing time down in the woman’s wing at Stillburn, kick through. I’m in a hurry.” “Noticed it. Most folks get that way, living on the flats. Take things easier, up this high. Le’s get this straight. You figure I’ll pay you to keep your mouth shut about—about her?” His tone changed a little on the final word. Webb laughed. “And you will,” he said. “‘No,”’ said Hoban. ‘I won't. to talk all you’re a-mind to.”’ “Trying to bluff me, eh? It won’t work, sucker. You'd give up anything you've got before you'd let her go.” “Don’t know but I would.” Hoban nodded slowly. ‘Only I don’t see the sense of it. She went the same day you was here. Guess you kind of scairt her.” Webb stared. ‘“‘ Went? mean —went? Where?” **Went down to Binchester,”’ said Hoban ‘Walked square into the police station and told 'em who she was and what she was wanted for. Lived in the hills long enough to figure out what's the shortest cut, the way you got to up here. Picked out the quickest way to beat you.”” He surveyed Webb calmly. “So you ain’t got anything to trade me for my timber. Not now.” Webb’s jaw dropped. ‘Crossed me!” His muddy eyes slanted at the tall, lean man before him. ‘‘And for a hick too! Sooner go to Stillburn than let you get shaken down!” ‘Funny, ain’t it?’’ Hoban spoke grimly. ““Wouldn’t think it, would you?” Webb’s left hand pointed toward the house. He broke into a jeering laugh. “You nearly put it across on me! I'd have fallen for it like a goof if she’d kept out of sight! You had me strung for a minute.”’ Hoban glanced over his shoulder. Annie came running down the lane. ‘‘ Les! Les!” Webb laughed at the panic in her high, carrying hail. ‘*Locked up down at Binchester, eh? And me right on the edge of falling for it!" Hoban turned deliberately back to him “* Never said they locked her up,” he said calmly. ‘Guess they’s times when it’s a first-rate notion to go downhill and meet trouble more’n halfway. Soon’s I found she was gone I kind of figured where to go hunt for her. Had a talk, the two of us, with the district attorney down yonder. Guess Annie didn’t look to him ’s if she’d ought to be locked up.”’ Again he looked over his shoulder at her. ‘‘Quashed the in- dictment anyhow. Might go ask him, if you don't believe it. Sounded to me ’s if he’d be kind of glad to see you.” ‘Look out, Les!’’ Annie called again, breathlessly, as she stumbled toward them **He’s got a gun in that pocket!” “Guess it don’t matter much, 77. ] Annie. He’s just going anyhow.” His movement was so deliberate that Webb, his eyes intent on the woman, paid no heed. The big hand thrust against his body and he stumbled backward, claw- ing for balance, sprawled and rolled down tillthe curve of the hill hid him. Les Ho- | ban grinned plac- dly at his wife. “ Handy, living on a sidehill,”’ he said. I'll charge you Welcome How do you

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST } ROLLED STOCKINGS with Debutantes of 1927 Everybody wants to see the stars of “Fascinating Youth” again, so here's another with the same faces and some With Charles Rogers, hew ones. Richard Arlen and the Debutantes of Directed by Richard Rosson 1927. goes to pictures” missing ! wouldn’t miss a excitement, mystery, mirth OU —the one-in-a-thousand who “never often enough—you don’t know what you’re as But we do, we Paramount Picture anything, we know! Romance, adventure. that make life worth while—that’s what you're missing! or who goes, but not er ss reculars” who for all the things You don’t know what you're missing. there are more good pictures than ever. any Paramount “fan” tures regularly. Show this dates, and see them a/l—you don’t know what you’re missing! And more so today than ever because can Just around the corner from everywhere is a theatre that plays Paramount Pic- issue of the Post to the manager, ask him for the tell you. Esther Ralston in TEN Esther Ralston explains the code of the modern jazz girl and shows how it MODERN COMMANDMENTS yea | “A ~ ot o Raymond Griffith in The high-hat comedian as a bachelor who goes to no end of trouble to elude marriage, but finally falls, in spite of himself. With Ford Sterling and an all- star cast. Directed by Erle Kenton. Te “The Year’s Greatest Melodrama” BEAU GESTE Herbert Brenon’s Production of the novel by P. C. Wren, now in its 10th big month at the Criterion, New York. With RONALD COLMAN (by arrange- ment with Samuel Goldwyn), Noah Beery and all-star cast. Coming soon! PARAMOUNT NEWS Backed by the resources of the largest motion picture organization on earth = ys § WEDDING BILLS “7, and produced under the dire tion of Emanuel Cohen, acknowledged the world’s foremost news-reel expert Ask your Theatre Manager to book it. \| ' } (4 ry DE pa wk | ( ! -~ OLD IRONSIDES Produced by James Cruze from the story by Laurence Stallings, now in its 6th month at the Rivoli, New York. With Wallace Beery, Esther Ralston, George Bancroft, Charles Farrell and Johnnie Walker. Coming soon! The Paramount Building and Theatre, Times Square, is one of the show-spots of New York. See u on your next visit Florence Vidor in THE WORLD AT HER FEET Florence Vidor, aristocrat of the screen, fights her way to the heights of fame, only to make an amazing discovery! A love story with a tremendous appeal toall women. Directed by Luther Reed. Clara Bow & Esther Ralston in CHILDREN OF DIVORCE A sensational exposé of the jazz or phans of today, from Owen Johnson's novel and “ Red Book” serial. A Frank Lloyd Production, with Gary Cooper, Einar Hanson and Norman Trevor. Coming Soon! The Twice-A-Week ~ S FR ~ . ) 2 FL)\\ k= ( A NY aN. S shah & pe Coming Soon! PARAMOUNT COMEDIES and PARAMOUNT NOVELTIES. Only now can you see short features of the d same high standard set by Paramount in feature pictures. Coming in August ask your Theatre Manager now to book the complete Paramount program this Fall—news, comedy, feature. y a star cast. Gary Cooper in ARIZONA BOUND The first of the Paramount Westerns starring Gary Cooper, the new screen “find.” With Betty Jewel and an all- Directed by John Waters ' aN THE ROUGH RIDERS The story of a boy, a regiment and a nation, produced by Victor Fleming from the story by Hermann Hagedorn Now in its 3rd big month at the Geo M. Cohan Theatre, New York. With Noah Beery, Charles Farrell, George Bancroft, Charles Emmett Mack, Mary Astor and Frank Hopper METROPOLIS “Amazing! Totally different from any- thing the screen has seen before by all means see it.”” N. Y. World. A Para- mount-l FA Production Dire ted by Fritz Lang, adapted by Channing Pollock. "If it’s a Paramount Picture it’s the best show in town! FAMOUS PLAYERS-LASKY CORP., Adolph Zukor, Pres., Paramount Bldg., N. Y. "

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Pipe Smoker Finds the Right Tobacco for the Tropics Happily learns that his favorite tobacco smokes equally well in warm climate as in cold or temperate ones Evidently, the smokers who live in the tropics is to find a tobacco that high temperature will not spoil. Mr. R. G. Rigg of Colombia, S. A., was lappy to find that he could enjoy in South \ the that had his favorite he lived one of problems of pipe tobacco been 1908, merica same since when in lowa be had ditheulty finding a tobacco His experience may a tip to others who have that warm climates Read his letter: will keep its quality and flavor in October 6, 1926 Larus & Bro. Co Richmond, Va., U.S. A Gentlemen Most all well-known tobaccos smoke cold rate t tropical climat mostly too heavy, don't blended right that is my gained from practical experi Edgeworth is the in climate. 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Both Edgeworth Plug Slice and Edgeworth Readyv-Rubbed are packed in small, pocket size packages, in handsome humidors hold- ing a d also in several handy pounce be tween Sizes Merchants: Uf cannot supply you with Edgeworth To Retail Tobacco your & Brother Company will gladly send you prepaid by parcel post a one- or two dozen carton of any size of Edgeworth Plug Slice or Edgeworth Ready-Rubbed for the would pay the jobber me price vat i ' On your radio—tune in on WRVA, Richmond, Va } Wave length 256 meters —the Edgeworth Station | and hungry; | could summon. ‘*Do you want to repeat that suggestion to me?’’ he demanded. Herbert was bewildered. He stood there, trying to penetrate the darkness. “Ts that McNair?” “It is, and I’ve just asked you a ques- tion.” “T don’t quarrel with a drunken man,” Herbert said contemptuously. ‘If you fel- lows have any respect for yourselves or this club, you'll stop this kind of thing and clear out.’’ He got back into the car. ‘As for you, MeNair, better get to bed some- where and sleep it off.” Before Tom could make a move toward him he had gone on. The men he had left laughed, but they were vaguely uncomfortable. One of them picked up Herbert’s hat lying in the road, and they kicked it back to the clubhouse. But Tom moved along morosely. There were bitterness and despair in his heart; the unexpected meeting with Herbert in the cool night air had effectually sobered him. And Herbert’s contemptuous atti- tude rankled in his mind. He had stood in the light of the car lamps, immaculate in evening dress, and politely refused to soil his hands with him. Well, he could make him do that if he wanted. He could walk into the clubhouse and smack that tidy face of his. Or he At the foot of the steps lay Herbert’s soft hat, battered and dusty. As the men went on he hung behind them, and when his chance came he picked it up. He waited until they were on the terrace above him. He had no feeling of resent- ment toward them. They were good fel- lows, and he had eaten their bread and drunk their liquor. It was not their fault that Kay had abandoned him to them, had gone away and not come back. “Well, so long, everybody,” he said. reckon I’ll be moving on.” They protested, vigorously and sincerely, but he only smiled up at them and shook his head. “Tf I go in again I'll have to kill your little Herbert,” he told them. ‘‘And I'd hate to mess up your place for you.”’ He drew on Herbert’s battered hat with a | a flourish, turned and went down the drive. As a matter of fact, Kay passed him in the car on her way to the club. But she was engrossed and anxious. She never saw the tall, weary and disheartened figure, limping slightly in its tight tan shoes. When he reached the railroad station, Tom simply took to the tracks and turned west. It would be incorrect to say that he walked and starved to Chicago, but it would be fairly close to the truth. Now and then a motor or a truck picked him up and he shared the driver’s food. Or he lay over- night in a barn and the farmer’s wife gave him a breakfast. In Chicago he was able to sell the blue suit, however, and so se- cured money for his meals on the train back. He could not sell the shoes; they were worn paper-thin. But in one way the constant effort to move West and to subsist while doing so had been good for him. He had been cold there had been times when the mere effort of putting one foot before another had required all the will power he But there was little time in his general misery to think back. Such faculties as he had were directed only to getting back home again. So it was that the Ursula paper one day announced his return: Tom MeNair has returned from riding the big circle in the East. Tom looks a bit leg- weary, but reports a good time was had by all. At Omaha he had wired the sheriff, but when one evening he descended from the day coach Allison was not in sight. The platform was dark and deserted save for the station agent, peering at him. “That you, Tom? Well, say, I thought you'd lit out for good!” THE SATURDAY EVENING POST LOST ECSTASY (Continued from Page 37) It was good to be back; to feel the brisk night air, to see the loom of the mountains again, to find silence once more, and fa- miliar voices and faces. He stared at the lights of the town; he knew every one of them. This was home, this little corner of the earth, and beyond the lights there was the great back country—his country. Let those who wanted live the other life; for him the long trail or the open plain, and a good horse under him. Hedrewalongbreath. ‘‘ Allisonaround?”’ “Well, no. He left a message for you to go around and see him in the morning.” He went up the street to the Martin House. Ed was behind the cigar-stand desk, cleaning his finger nails with a pen knife. “Hello, Tom. When’d you drift in?” “Just now, on Twenty-one. Anything new?”’ “T guess your coming back is the latest. Some of the fellows are upstairs.” But Tom shook his head. He had no money for poker and no inclination for a party. ‘“*What I want’s a good bed. I may be sleeping on a plank in the pen before long.”’ But he found, the next morning, no im- mediate intention on Allison’s part to cur- tail his liberty. He found the sheriff in his office, a bare place with an oak desk for business and a cuspidor on a square of oil- cloth for pleasure, and Allison received him without animus. ‘Figured you'd be getting in about now, Tom,” he said. *‘ Have a good time?”’ ‘“‘Not so bad. You going to lock me up?”’ “Well, I guess that’s hardly necessary. We'll fix up some bail for you and let you gohome. But don’t take another notion to go traveling; it won’t be healthy. Your man’s still alive, but they throw out the doctor's stuff and the medicine man’s doing all he can to kill him. I suppose Dowling will go on your bail?”’ And he was surprised to have Tom say, “Tf that’s the way I’m to get out you can lock me up until I rot.’’ “It was his beef, or so you claim.” “Tt was his beef all right, but I’m not taking anything from him in the way of help. You folks needn’t be afraid J’ll beat it. I’m seeing it through all right.’’ And after complying with certain for- malities Allison let him go. He knew Tom’s popularity in the county; he was its best bronc rider and trick roper. And he knew, too, that the region as a whole supported his action in shooting Weasel Tail. He himself, an old cowman, had a sneaking sympathy for him. Allison was coming up for reélection soon. It was no time to stress the law too hard. By noon, to all intents and purposes, Tom was free. Old Tulloss, the banker, had, to Tom’s surprise, gone on his bond. It was only when he was leaving that the sheriff uttered a final word of caution. ‘Better keep away from the reserva- tion, Tom,” he said. “I understand your friend Little Dog’s been stirring them up considerable, and they’ve got some bad actors up there.”’ “I’m aiming to get out of this trouble before I look for any more.” “That's the talk.” But Tom had one errand to be dis- charged before he left town for the ranch. There was no particular virtue in his atti- tude. The whole town was ringing with his return, and he knew Clare must have heard of it. So to the bungalow, at Clare’s luncheon hour, he reluctantly repaired. She was not at home yet, and her mother admitted him without cordiality. ‘You can come in and wait if you want. She'll be here soon.” She started out, paused in the doorway with her lips tight, went on again. He was uneasy; he rolled and lit a cig- arette. After a wait he heard Clare com- ing in. She came slowly across the porch and he heard her in the narrow hall. May 7,1927 ‘‘All right, mom.’’ Her voice was dis- pirited. “You got company in the parlor,’ Mrs. Hamel called from the kitchen. She opened the door, and the next mo- ment flung herself at Tom with a little ery. “TI thought you’d gone,” she said. “I thought you’d gone out to the ranch.” He released her as soon as he could, awkwardly. ‘‘Couldn’t very well do that, could I—after the little sport been?” His rebuff frightened her, but she kept her voice steady. ‘Listen, Tom. They know.”’ She jerked her head toward the kitchen. ‘‘I was late getting back, and they’re raising hell.”’ “Well, what about it? anything.” “You promised, Tom!” “There hasn't been any talk outside, has there?” “I don’t know. Maybe. Mom talks a lot. But you promised me, Tom.” ““Now see here,” he said desperately, “‘you’ve been fine to me, Clare, helping me the way you did. But I’m not a marrying man. You know that. What have I got to marry on? Besides, if this Indian dies ; “T don’t care what you've got.”’ “I wish to God you'd put me out of your head.” “I wish to God I could,” she said shrilly. “Don’t you suppose I know I’m a fool? I just can’t help it, that’s all.’”’ And that was the way things stood when he left her. He was resentful and surly as he started for the ranch. After all, he had not harmed her. She had been willing enough; she had the shrewdness of the small-town girl the world over, the knowi- edge of her physical power over a man once she had yielded. But some instinct of cau- tion had saved him. He shrugged his shoulders as he walked down the street. ‘“‘Then what’s all the shootin’ for?” he asked himself impatiently. But on the way out the sheer joy of home- coming wiped her out of his mind. Even the knowledge that this home-coming of his was but a temporary thing, that before long, with luck as to Weasel Tail, he would be drifting again, ail his worldly gear be- hind him on the saddle, had not the power to take away the sense of peace at last. The road left the town, rose over a hill and dropped again, and the hill wiped out the town as though it had never been. The weather had moderated, and in the fields on either side of the road plowing was going on. The sharp blades of the sulky plow bit through the surface and laid the dark earth over in long ribbons; the four great horses abreast strained, the plowman lurched in his small seat. Here and there a man was drilling in his winter wheat. Three horses instead of four then, and behind in the tiny groove a deli- cate scattering of seed; the machine moved on, the wheat was covered. Soon, please God, it would come up, lie warm under the winter snows, and in the spring wax strong under the early sun. His contempt for the men who were turning the old range into farms began to die in him. They were his friends, his own people. He waved his hand to them, and they nodded and bumped and _ lurched along. you’ve They can’t do xV | ees OSBORNE was the first of the family, characteristically, to hear the story. She heard it in town early the next morning —or, rather, as early as she could get on the telephone. And it was charac- teristic of her, too, that she lost no time over it. She sat up in bed—she was having a massage at the time; it was her sub- stitute for exercise——and called Herbert at once. ‘Come around and lunch with me,” said. ‘I want to talk to you.” “I’m pretty busy today.” (Continued on Page 125) she

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(Continued from Page 120 “Well, come anyhow,” hung up the receiver. She was a wise woman where young men were concerned, so she gave him an excel- lent cocktail and plunged into the matter while it was still, as she would have put it, getting in its work “Now,” she said, ‘“‘tell me the whole thing. And don’t save me anything. I can get the surface story anywhere.” Sut Herbert knew disappointingly little. Tom had come, had got drunk, acted like a rowdy and disappeared. “Where to?” said ‘Those fellows got him tight they look after him?” ‘] don’t think they knew he was going. As amatter of fact, I believe he took my hat.” ““Your hat!” said Bessie, astounded. ‘*His own was inside. He didn’t go back, you see,” Bessie controlled her face. So there was something underneath, after all. Probably he and Herbert had had a set-to of some sort, and Herbert was not proud of it. She sat and inspected her carefully manicured nails thoughtfully. ‘But it’s tragic. It’s terrible,” she said unexpectedly. ‘‘ Did he have any money?”’ “IT don’t know, and I don’t know that I care. He was tight when I saw him—tight as a drum.” “Well, he wasn’t alone in that. knew enough to get out.” Herbert turned a trifle sulky, but she had not finished with him. She understood that this McNair had shot an Indian out there, an Indian who had been stealing their cattle. Was that true? And if it was, wasn’t it up to them to defend him? **T don’t see that,’”’ he told her stiffly. “Why not?” she demanded. ‘I dare say you'd just as soon see McNair jailed as not,’ she said shrewdly, ‘“‘but I don’t feel that way. I’m no keener on his marrying Kay than you are’’—Herbert winced ‘but 1 do believe in justice.” However, whatever she believed in, found herself up against a stone wall of opposition in her brother. There was no proof that the Indian had been stealing their beef. McNair had acted on his own responsibility. Besides, the ranch was sold; he would send her an accounting soon. He personally washed his hands of the whole matter. He might have done something, but the impudence of the fellow in coming East and starting a scandal had decided him. He could take his medicine. She never told Kay that she knew of Tom’s visit. Indeed, at that tire she men- tioned him only once, and was fairly shocked at the result. Kay turned a dead white and put out a hand to a chair to steady herself. ‘‘Have you heard from your-—— Western friend lately?’’ was what she asked. And then Kay had turned the queer she said, and Bessie practically. Why didn’t And he she color. ‘‘No,”’ she said. ‘‘And I never will now.’ She looked at her with painful ‘You were quite right, Aunt I think I always did directness. Bessie. I know now. know.” That was all. Bessie was not deceived, but she was somewhat relieved. She had her own philosophy. Time would cure Kay; she would marry Herbert or somebody else and the handsome cowboy would be forgot- ten. Some day she would look back and smile at all this. She herself occasionally looked back and smiled. There had been an actor once, and she had been quite mad about him. What was hisname? Anyhow he had had a black mustache, and she had gone to all the matinées, and felt faint with jealousy when he kissed the leading woman. On the first of November the Dowlings closed their country house and went back into town. The station wagon took the servants, happy at the end of their summer exile, and now once more to be within reach of the movies and the shops. The uphol- sterer’s men had taken down the hangings and covered the furniture, men were string- ing the doors and windows with fine wire, any tampering with which would warn a watchful individual at a switchboard in city that something was wrong, and the THE SATURDAY Henry’s depleted summer store of liquors af Sait the and wines had made a perilous but journey back to the vault in cellar of the town house. Kay moved through all these activities quite normally. She talked laughed: if she ate rather less than ever, and if in the mornings sometimes her eyes looked a bit sunken, nobody mentioned it “Best thing that could have happened to her,’”’ was Henry’s comment. “‘She’s had her lesson, if she ever needed it. The fel- low’s a bad actor from start to finish.” Katherine was not so certain, but what- ever she suspected she kept to herself. And there had been no scandal, thank heaven A little talk, of course; that couldn't be helped. But the roping down the road had not come out, and mercifully the fellow had disappeared just after it. If there was any change in Kay, it was only that she seemed subdued. She was almost too acquiescent. “TI think the pink is better, after all. It gives you a little color. What do you think?” And Kay would turn herself, not before the mirror, but before Katherine instead. “If you think so, mother.”’ It was during the packing that Katherine happened on the book of poetry she had brought home from the ranch and reread the lines again: great and even The wide seas and the mountains called to him, And gray dawn saw his camp fires in the rain. * She put the book down thoughtfully. Had old Lucius ever read them? Probably not. Curious how they made her think of him; she must take some flowers to the cemetery. Bessie never remembered to do it. Strangely enough, since that visit to the ranch she had seemed to understand the old man better. Perhaps people who had fought a hostile land and conquered it had a different sense of values; had even a right to have them. Then wasn’t it possi- ble that they were wrong about Kay and this cowboy? Why should they assume that their way was the best? Who was to know or judge? One accepted certain standards without question because it was Certain things were done, certain But old Lucius had said, and had let it go at easy. things were not. ‘I do certain things,” that. She never spoke those thoughts of hers. She went about her small efficient ar- rangements for closing the house. ‘‘ Don’t forget to cover the drawing-room chande- lier, James’’; watched Kay furtively and with a growing anxiety, and later on went dutifully to the cemetery and placed a dozen roses in the jar before the ugly shaft. It was as though she propitiated some old and poss'bly angry god Perhaps even Henry was not so unob- servant as he seemed. He bought some new pearls and had them added to his mother’s string for Kay, and he even put them on her neck himself, with a sort of heavy jocu- larity. But if he noticed then how thin she was, he said nothing The season in town had opened early. On the breakfast tray, as it was brought into Kay’s room, would be numbers of heavy white envelopes, each containing an invitation to something or other: ‘‘ Mr. and Mrs. Aurelius Fetterman request the pleasure of the company of Miss Katherine Dowling at a small dance’’—at dinner, at luncheon, at breakfast. Varying these would be the times when the Dowlings entertained. When the social secretary, Miss Fane, would go about with lists in her hand and a hunted look in her eyes; when the florist’s men would come in and stand in doorways with their heads on one side, surveying their work critically, and Rutherford would be counting glasses and plates in the pantry Then the hour arriving, and people with it, the first comers apologetic for being early, the tardy ones for being late. Bessie, bored but complaisant, wandering in late with a man or two in her train, and making up for the shortness of her skirts by the length of her onyx-and-diamond cigarette EVENING POST noider and seeing a great fai W t arent loOKIng at nothing at a She had heard the seque! of Ton eve ning at the ountr ] Ar ne na formed a new and higher opinion of Ka Kay arriving at the dance, and being in mediately surrounded a Kay, the boy friend certair got teed up ““Ask Herbert where his hat Why didn’t you fight him, Hert And someone answering for Herbert solemnly ‘Because he ain't got no fathe he ain't got no father, he ain't got no father, to buy the clothes he wears.’ And Kay in the center of the group, her head high, with a fixed smile on her face and dawning comprehension in her eyes, saying quietly: “You seem to have had rather a thrilling time. But if you've use« up father’s best cow hand, he isn’t going to like it 2 ? ] . + gut even Bessie knew no more than the for instance, that Kay home after that, undressed and got into She did not know, had come quietly quietly upstairs, bed, or that she could not grieve because Tom had left her nothing to grieve about If he had died, he would have left her illusions, but he had only got She hadn’t even some drunk and disgraced her the pitiful comfort of a secret sorrow. She had noth- ing; she was stripped bare The winter went on. out, flashed like meteors across the social sky and then settled quietly into the among- those-present lists in the society columns New men came to town, were eligible or not eligible, the former greatly in demand, the second filling in at dinners and augmenting stag lines at balls. Some of them made their tentative overtures to Kay, sending in their small neatly engraved cards “Mr. Henderson calling, Miss Kay.” She would go down, talk, and even laugh She smoked a good bit than for her. Then, feeling that it made no difference to her if she never saw them again, they made their polite were let out of the house and went away, vaguely uncomfortable and relieved. And Kay would go upstairs again and sit in the dark until the housemaid came in to turn on the lights She did very little thinking, except some- times about Herbert. There was something to be said for Herbert; he was always the Debutantes came too more was good bow s, same, upright and dependable. A girl would be safe with him. She would always know what he was going to do next. He would never humiliate or shame her. If he perhaps lacked imagination and humor because he lacked them—he was as fixed as the stars But she was very clear about Herbert, at that. He was rather like her father. He would have the same heavy figure some day. Even now he loathed exercise what life with Herbert ! correct dinners and going to them; Herbert sleeping through problem theater, and keeping unemotionally interestedly awake at musical ones; his room adjoining hers, and the establishment of formula between them: “‘Good night, Kay.’ “Good night, Herbert your window.” When she reached that point she would sniver She knew would be giving plays at the but Be sure to oper xVI ( NCE more the nights were very cold and darkness fell early. The wrangler il € headed homeward, blowing on ened fingers and guided by the oil lamps u the bunk house. The mountains were powdered softly white and the leaves of the aspens and the cottonwoods were giving up their last feeble clutch at life and drift ing helplessly, tiny gold-and-brown corpses, before the cold winds that whistled down their slopes In the mornings the pools along the creek were covered with a delicate « oating Oo! ice, and at dawn the deer, coming down from their frozen pastures to the still-green grass below, broke through wit! dainty feet to drink M M alre r T ' All) . . ng t ‘ i Ne ¢ i wie ‘ | . a ‘ f ouse It w ‘ ‘ é ‘ I r r was de ‘ ‘ ye " thing ‘ } ‘ > ( ne 4, ¢ ‘ t ' ‘ té ? TY ~ rryeé ‘ b ow « t n Ar Ne Me the mere ting i " a . game Their hard t philosophy Bad luck’s followe m Ose B tna ¢ { ‘ our Dumpe to They sorted out their gear, ready for the war bags, ‘ e ga queer odors sometimes. A ip in the ba there was many a surre t feed of oa to the horses wt nh nat arried tnem iong and well Gus the Swede was staying He had 1 led ona homeste ad near tlhe reserT at Or and B had a chance as fre nt rakemal! on the railroad One or two of t? othe were joining up with other outfits, to ride out in the winter snows Irom iine cam] rawhiding, with an iron ring on their sad aies wit which to etch on the brand, or look ng out for sick and unthrifty cattle But most of them were following the su In the endless discussions around the long oilcloth-covered table Tom took little part. Not only was his futur extreme but the joy of life home-coming, pride was hurt, | truculent than he had ever been Only did itself He was getting re ady to turn in one Vague in the after that first had gone out of him. H s heart sore He was les once his juick temper show night when the crowd playing some one Oo blackjack in the next room began to sing 1 ain't got no father. I ain't got no He jerked the door open savagely Stop that racket,” he said, “‘and let a feilow get to sle« p 1 Why, you ain’t turned in yet!” “I'm telling you, he said shortly, and closed the door It was Bill who broke tne lence that followed. ‘I feel kinda better about Tom now,” he said. “‘He was so gentle before, I thought maybe he was fixing to get sick The news from the reservation was not the In- tepees into good. With the arrival of winter dians were moving from thei their bleak untidy houses, wherethe younger generation had set up hideous sagging white iron beds, with an occasional rocking-« nai or « heap oak bureau, orde red by catalog it from the the old full-bloods still slept on their buffalo robes The post trader, but where on the floor the h de or l : mer homes and folding them squaws were Canvas Coverings Ol sum- away ana the lodgepoles stood hke gaunt skeletons The ashes and stones of their dead fires ex posed little hearths now desecrated nd abandoned Only the medicine man, Howling still remained in his tepee, by his wives, a trade Dlanket over Nis knee as he sat on his skin couch, his medicine pipe tied to a pole over his head The reservation doctor, making his da sits to Weasel Tail, found him on the ff one day in his house, lying among ski old and filthy that he made a protest t ' f of s Wives Get him onto a bed,” he said Ir And get some clean blankets for hir he will die ill die anyhow, He had a talk with He \ day, but it did no good ! formal. In the center of the tepee wa ing a small fire, and the than to pass betweer They first, and tn man moked toyget womer he dutifully ate But the Weasel Tail who had shot hin Howling Wolf's r ( Continued on P e 128 confe wouid

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Under ordinary cir- cumstances he might have arranged with the Potter outfit for winter feed for them, but the circumstances were not ordinary. Not only was the company carrying all the stock it could manage, so that it needed every ton of hay, but there was an old grudge between Jake and the heads of the concern, and he was asking no favors of them. On a raw day, a week or so later then, Tom and Jake started to drive the stock to Jake’s homestead in the bad lands. Both men were bundled to the eyes, but the wind pierced their plaid Oregon coats, their mufflers and gloves. Jake was not well at the start; he rode huddled in his saddle, staring ahead, silent. He had no hay at the homestead, nothing. The stock would have to winter in the breaks as best it could. On the first night out they slept in a barn, having put the cattle and horses into a pasture, but he shivered all night and slept very little. Tom was worried, but Jake seemed bet- ter the next day, except for a small hacking cough. He was not cold any longer, and he talked more than usual. Tom, trying to forget the Dowlings, found himself willy- nilly involved in long discussions of them. It was a painful business all round, and it was not improved by Jake’s revelation that Henry Dowling had refused to finance the defense in the forthcoming trial. ‘What pains me,” he said, “is that I sure thought he'd do it.” Jake finished: “But it seems like something made him change his mind. You didn’t write a letter to the girl, Tom, did you?” “No,” Tom said shortly. When, after five days on the way, they reached the homestead, Jake was a very sick man. Tom turned out the stock and came back to find Jake in one of the built-in bunks in the cabin, just as he had left the saddle. He built a roaring fire and Jake roused and looked around. “I can’t bring her here, Tom. Never!” “It looks bad now, but it won’t take much to make it weather-tight.”” But Jake only groaned. By morning Tom knew Jake had pneu- | monia, and that unless he had help he would die. He saddled the Miller, piled wood by the fire, put water by Jake’s bunk and started off. It took him half a day to make the ride, going at his horse’s best speed, and when he finally got to Ursula, Doctor Dunham was out in the back coun- try somewhere on a case. It was almost evening when they started back— this time in the doctor’s car. There were no roads; only a track which led down into ravines, turned precariously on itself, led up again. Tom drove; the little old medical man sat huddled in the seat beside him. Only once, after the car had lurched and almost gone over a bank, did he protest. Jake was practically unconscious when they arrived. The fire had gone out and the room was very cold. The sound of his breathing filled it. Tom, building up the fire while the doctor examined him, could think of nothing but that struggle for breath going on behind him And soon the doctor would have to go away and he would be left alone with it. ‘“*How about sending for his wife?’’ he asked. “*Where is she?” EVENING POST “Tn town.” **T’ll get word to her, but I doubt if she’ll be in time.” “It’s as bad as that, is it?” “It’s about as bad as it can be. He left some medicines and some whisky and went away again. He had secured Mrs. Mallory’s address and promised to bring her with him the next day, and Tom held a lantern for him while he started the car. But the last words he heard over the engine sent him back into the cabin savage with anger: ‘‘Remember, Tom, that whisky’s for Jake.” He sat up all that night. He piled wood on the fire until the floor boards smoked in front of it, but back by the bunk where Jake lay it was still cold. And all night long that struggle for breath went on—all night and into the dawn. Then it quieted somewhat, and Tom fell into an exhausted sleep. When he wakened the sun was up and Jake was dead. It was noon and snowing when the doc- tor arrived. Mrs. Mallory was with him. She looked old and gray, and Tom, meeting them outside, stumbled over what he had to tell her. She crawled out of the car and stood swaying, with her face working, and he put his arms around her and helped her inside, He had been at work since dawn. The cabin was clean and a good fire going. Jake lay in the lower bunk, his hands folded over his breast. He looked very placid and faintly smiling, and the blankets were neatly folded over him. Mrs. Mallory got down on her knees heavily and gazed at him. “‘Jake!’’ she said. “‘My Jake! I going to live without you?”’ After a while she got up. Tom had made coffee, but she would not touch it. She went to the window and stood staring out at the falling snow. “T can’t leave him here,” she said, with- out turning. ‘‘We’ve got to get him back somehow.” They knew what she meant. If the snow kept on soon the roads would be closed entirely and they would have to bury him there. And every hour counted. There might not be time even to send for the body; they would have to take it along. Tom went with them, supporting Jake in the rear of the car. Mrs. Mallory sat in front, and not once did she turn around. She sat staring ahead of her, thinking of God knows what; remembering, no doubt, after the fashion of women at such times, the small contentions, the missed affections of all those years; blaming herself, looking back, looking back. When the funeral was over, Tom went back to the cabin. There was nothing else to do. The stock required some sort of supervision. He carried back with him tar paper to line the shack, groceries, what not. But his heart was heavy. One thing he did at once on this return. He took the half- emptied pint of whisky the doctor had left and put it out of sight on a rafter. ‘“*Now,” he said grimly to himself, ‘we'll see how much of a man you are, Tom Mc- Nair.” He never touched it. There were times later on when he came in, frozen to the bone, and looked up at the rafter with eyes almost swollen shut with snow blindness and the hard cold winds; once he even drew a chair under it. But he flung the chair away violently and made himself some hot coffee instead. The days were not so bad. He rode out, examining the fences, cutting water holes in the creek with an ax. Before his death Jake had leased some additional land, and the cattle fed along the bare ridges where wind had blown the snow away. But the nights were terrible. There were times, sitting by his fire, when he seemed to hear once more that struggle for breath behind him, and he would look fearfully over his shoulder. Now and then he had a letter from Clare, fervid, immature notes to which, sitting at ” How am May 7,1927 his table in the long evenings, he wrote occasional perfunctory replies: Dear Clare: Things are going along here all right. I keep busy and I guess that’s the answer to a lot of things. Don't you worry about the Indian matter. I’m not pulling leather any yet. You might go around and see the Mallorys sometimes, I guess they are pretty lonesome. Yours, Tom. Sometimes he talked to himself aloud, as lonely men often do. Perhaps there were even times when he was not quite balanced; there was that obsession about Jake’s bunk, for instance. And because he refused to admit Kay to his waking thoughts she be- gan to trouble him in his sleep. He wak- ened one night to see her standing by the fire in her riding clothes. He had to sit up in the bunk to convince himself she was not there. Then, shortly after Christmas, Weasel Tail finally died, and a deputy sheriff took advantage of a chinook and a spell of warm weather to ride out and tell him. The trial was set for February. He was scarcely interested. He did not much care, these days, how the affair turned out. He was gaunt and unshaven most of the time. His small supply of clothing had practically given out and he had refused money except for necessary food from Mrs. Mallory. His hands were broken and blis- tered under his ragged gloves, his eyelids swollen, his lips cracked. “T’ll be there. You tell em,’ he said to the deputy. And before the deputy left he gave him the bottle from the rafter. “You'd better keep it, Tom. You look as if you needed it.”’ There was a trace of his old swagger in his reply: ‘Who? Me? Never felt better in my life. I’m as tough as a boiled owl.” But the story that went back did no harm to his case when it finally went to trial. The fact that he had taken hold of the Mallory situation and was staying alone to save Mrs. Mallory’s stock was operating in his favor. Men who had known only the reckless side of him were more favorably impressed. When it was learned that he was taking no money from the widow, this feeling grew, and it was not decreased by the general opinion that Henry Dowling had shirked a responsibility that was his by right; that he had not only done this but that by selling the ranch at an un- seasonable time and turning Jake off, he had contributed to his death. xvil N FEBRUARY Tom tried and triumphantly acquitted. There was al- most a public demonstration of approval. Only the Indians were sullen and vindic- tive in manner. They left the courthouse, got into their buckboards or onto their ponies and rode back to the reservation, talking in low voices among themselves. To their long tale of injury by the whites they now added this one more. Allison, standing by Tom’s elbow at the window of his office, looked out on the public square and analyzed the situation in a few pregnant words. “‘They’ll try to get you, Tom,” he said “This place is plumb unhealthy for you.” Tom only laughed. Clare had been at the trial. She had dramatized herself and the situation by bringing her mother and sitting in the front row, holding her calloused hand all through the proceedings. Such demonstrations had been unknown between them, and the older woman was self-conscious and embarrassed. She would free herself now and then, to feel for her handkerchief, to straighten her hat, only a moment later to be caught again and to feel vaguely ridiculous. Now Tom could see Clare waiting pa- tiently outside on the steps. He did not want to see her. He wanted to meet some of the fellows at the Martin House and sat- isfy his starved, gregarious instinct, talk man talk once again. But he knew there was no hope. He went down the stairs and out, shaking hands right and left, and with a fixed smile on his face confronted Clare. was Continued on Page 130

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Exquisite : hand-workmanship ( 2 throughout. Prices from . 0 cents up A wide assortment around one dolla acc lodate from 4 to 16 ke Leading jewelers departn ent stores, leather goods and stationery stores carry B 1 Key-Tainers. If you don’t find what you wa write to us and we will tell ye whe can get it. Address BUXTON, IN¢ , Spring held, Mass. O The Julian 5 Léa rG ( nto, Ont. BUXTON ey-Tainer Continued from Page 128) If she had been effusive before the crowd he might have hardened himself to her, but she was not. Moreover, to his surprise, he saw she had been crying; her eyes were red, her handkerchief crumpled in her hand. And if there was method in her tears, ct least the noisy, hearty group waiting | for him outside respected them. They | shook his hand, slapped him with mighty blows on the back, and then drifted cheer- fully and delicately away. “Drop in at the hotel if you can, Tom. Ray Joselyn’s got a room there.” ** Maybe, later on.” He fairly ached to go, to meet the boys again, to sit in Joselyn’s room on the bed, the floor, anywhere, and hear noisy com- monplace talk going on around him. To talk himself; shop talk, of cattle and horses and riders; of how the Potters were making out with their new property; of the new oil field just opening up south near Easton. But there was Clare, making her silent de- mand on him; a proper demand, too, he realized. **Mom’s expecting you to supper, Tom.” “T’ll have to see Mrs. Mailiory first.” “She might have come today, after all you’ve done for her.” “‘She’s not well. Nellie was there. her.” Clare sniffed. ‘‘I’ll tell the world she was!’ she said. ‘‘If the whole court room doesn’t know she’s crazy about you, it’s not her fault.” “That’s silly. She’s only a kid.” He was irritable when she insisted on go- ing with him to the Mallory house, a small two-story frame affair on a back street, and even on following him upstairs to where Mrs. Mallory, still broken by Jake’s death, lay in bed, propped up with pillows. But in spite of Clare’s frozen silence and her down- right rudeness to Nellie, he relaxed under their gratitude and their relief at his acquittal. “God keeps some sort of a balance sheet, Tom. And the way you've acted this winter sure paid off a lot of scores.” “T did only what any white man would have done,” he said awkwardly. But she had some news for him too. Her nephew from Colorado was coming up. He had been a cowhand, and he had agreed to work through the spring and summer and up to shipping time in the fall. Then she could ship and have a little capital. Clare listened intently, while she watched Nellie at the same time. Then she sprung her little trap. She got up and began to button her coat. “Then I guess we can be married soon as you get a job, Tom.” He could have killed her where she stood. He never saw that Nellie went pale, but he did see Mrs. Mallory’s eyes narrow as she looked at Clare. “If Tom takes my advice,” she said coldly, ‘‘he won't marry for a considerable time. You hear that, Tom?” ‘**T don’t know that we're asking any ad- vice,”’ Clare retorted, her voice sharpening. “That's our business.” “T haven’t heard Tom say anything. And I'll thank you to go down those stairs and let me say a few words in private with him. I've got some business with him.” Clare had to go, and Nellie slipped out after her and closed the door. “Ts she telling the truth?"’ Mrs. Mallory demanded. “Well, yes and no. I’m under kind of an obligation to her, but she knows I’m not the marrying kind.” “What kind of an obligation?” “Not what you think. It’s just “*Never mind what it is. You let her go; do you hear me, Tom? She’s no good. She’s lazy and vain and selfish. If she’s got you in a corner, be a man and get out.”” Then she altered her tone. ‘I’ve something here I saw to show you. Maybe when you see it She drew a letter from under her pillow and held it out to him. When he opened it a slip of paper fell to the floor. Mrs. Mal- lory was watching him from the bed. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST “That's the check,”’ she said. ‘“‘ Read the letter, Tom. It’s from Kay Dowling.” He read it, his big hands shaking so that the paper rattled. Kay was sending on money, she said, because she felt it was not fair to Tom MeNair to ask him to work all winter without pay. Indeed, she recog- nized fully their own responsibility in the whole matter. She would prefer not to be known as the sender, and she was apolo- getic for the small amount. She always had everything but money. The check was for two hundred and fifty dollars. He put both letter and check carefully back on the bed. ‘“‘How did she know about me?” “T wrote her, Tom. I wrote her about Jake, and I told her what you were doing. But that’s all. I didn’t ask for a cent.” “And I’m not taking a cent,’’ he said roughly. “I aim to manage without the Dowling money, and you can tell her so for me.” In thesmall hall below, Clare was waiting for him, tapping her absurd heels, and Nellie was not in sight. But either she had listened or Nellie had told her, for she asked at once to see the check. “T didn’t take it.” She stared at him, with two angry spots of color in her cheeks. ‘‘ Then you're a fool. Why shouldn't you have it? They’d have let you hang today if they could.” “That's my business, my girl,’’ he told her, and stalked out. Supper at the Hamels’ was a painful affair that night. Tom was still furiously angry over Kay’s tender of money, and resentful at being where he was. Mrs. Hamel passed the food, making frequent trips to the kitchen; Mr. Hamel ate enor- mously and noisily and, under the impres- sion that shootings would interest a man just acquitted of one, harked back into long reminiscences of the bad old days when he ran the Last Chance Saloon. “Yes, sir,”” he would say, “he shot from the doorway and got all three of them ina row as they stood there. Just like stringing fish, it was.” “Pop, for heaven’s sake, let’s be cheer- ful.” It was Tom’s first meal with Clare’s family, and as it went on he realized that to all of them it had a particular significance. It amounted to what in more sophisticated circles would have been a formal recogni- tion of the relationship between Clare and himself. “When you two get married,” Mrs. Hamel said once, ‘pa and I were thinking maybe you could use the parlor until you get on your feet. We don’t need it much, and it’s bigger than Clare’s room.” “‘T haven't even got a job yet,” he par- ried. “Well, you’re young and able-bodied. You'll get something.” The trap was closing. He glanced at Clare, but she gazed fixedly at her plate. Afterward, in the parlor, with the door closed and the newly painted stove sending a thick odor of burning blacking into the room, Clare put her face up to be kissed, and he held her off, his hands on her shoul- ders. ‘‘ Kind of pushing things a bit, aren’t you, Clare?”’ ‘*What else did you expect? I told them right off. Pop’d have killed me if I hadn't.” “A girl’s a fool to marry a man when he—when he doesn’t want to get married. It’s all wrong, Clare. You've got a right to somebody who’s ready to settle down. You’ve got a right to be happy.” “I’m taking that chance,” she told him. And because there was something pathetic about her determination he kissed her. She clung to him feverishly, instinctively holding to him as if by sheer contact to in- flame him into desire for her. But a thou- sand other things were milling in his mind. Resentment at the loss of his freedom; the depth to which Kay must think he had sunk to take money from her; and mixed in with that his desire to escape from the house, to the boys at the Martin House, even after his long abstinence to get see May 7, 1927 a drink of hot burning liquor, and wash away memory and the stench of that stove and Clare’s cheap perfume. He loosened her hold on him. *‘‘ We'll have to open a door or something, Clare. | can’t breathe.” She opened the door without a word and went across to her room. He thought at first that she had left him, and was divided between relief and a sense of guilt; but she eame back with an armful of linen and finery and demanded his attention. He tried his best to play up. ““What’s that for?”’ “Tt’s for the dining-room table.” “Better get one first. All I’ve got’s a horse. Might look well on him.”’ But it was when she began on her per- sonal wardrobe that he realized how firmly the trap had set. She held up little new undergarments of so private a nature that they made him uncomfortable and self- conscious. He passed them off with a joke. “You mean to say you can get into any- thing that size?’”’ “T’m not very big, Tom.’ And something in her tone, in the array of fragile feminine garments all around, in the fact that she was fragile, feminine and greatly in love with him, touched him pro- foundly. He put his arms around her. “T’m not much,” he said, “‘but if we do get married I'll try to be good to you. You know that, don’t you?”’ It was after eleven when he reached the Martin House. Ed told him that the crowd was in 34 and that they were expect- ing him, but with his hand on the door knob, he turned away. If he was going to bury Kay Dowling forever, as now he must, he was going to do it decently, not with liquor. The hired car dropped him at an outlying ranch, where he had left his horse and, without rousing the family, he got the Miller and rode off. He found himself look- ing forward to the shack as a sort of sanc- tuary. He was done for, in spite of his acquittal that day. He would marry Clare; that was all he could do. But in the back of his mind he knew that Mrs. Mallory had been right. Clare was all that she had said, and more. She could be shrewish too. He would find himself with a scolding, nagging wife, and there would be no love on his side to help him to tolerance. He knew his own temper; he turned half sick with fear. It was very dark as he rode along. The Miller picked his steps carefully, finding the track where Tom could see nothing. Once or twice, a mile or so from the ranch house, he half stopped and snorted, but Tom quieted him with a hand on his neck. Tom himself was on the alert now, and the sheriff’s warning recurred to him. But for another half mile nothing happened. Then a shot came from somewhere to the left, and was repeated. He felt the big horse jump and quiver and knew that he was hit, but he lunged ahead in a sort of broken gallop Tom slid out of the saddle on the right side and hung there, but the Miller was still running, and the shots were not repeated. But at the end of a mile the animal came down heavily. Tom, dropping behind him for safety—hatred and savage anger in his heart—felt him struggle once and lie still He remained where he was until dawn, crouched behind the dead animal, waiting and listening, but nothing more happened. At times he talked to the big horse. With the first daylight he walked back to the scene of the tragedy, morose and blindly re- vengeful; but although he searched the creek foot by foot, he found no trace of the killer. He went on foot back to the ranch, borrowed a horse and got a spade. Ther he went back. But he could not bury the Miller. The ground was frozen hard He roped the body and dragged it away from the road and then piled snow and rocks over it But he knew it By nightfall the scented it and be making their wary circles about it; then they would closes Was no USé coyotes would have (TO BE CONTINUED

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST THE PULL BY THE HORNS Therefore he accepted the fifty dollars, re- ceipted for sixty-five, and executed an as- signment of the latter amount to Semore against his account with Midnight. “‘’Tain’t often,” said Mr. Mashby, “that I money to strangers without no s’curity.” “Gosh!” said Herod. ‘‘ You showly is chuck full of charity, ain’t you?” jut Mr. Spangle’s immediate problem was solved, and the colored cowboy was no person to worry unduly about the morrow. With fifty dollars in his pockets and a job with the famous Midnight organization, the future looked quite promising and he visioned himself landing a permanent berth with the company. With money jangling in his capacious pockets he was considerably more debonair when he appeared on the lot the following morning. The members of the troupe knew him, and he recognized several of them. They gathered about him admiringly and questioned him regarding ranch life. He smiled modestly in answer to their embar- rassing questions. ‘I hates to boast "bout myse’f, folks, len's but I is mo’ familiar with sage than a stuffed duck. I can—heah! Lemme show you.” He coiled his rope and proceeded to ex- ecute several impressive tricks. And as he whirled the rope he chattered away on part of his monologue, with the result that he made a marvelous impression. J. Cwsar (lump observed the scene from near by and nodded his head with satisfaction. “That baby knows his stuff,”” he said to I-xotic Hines, the cameraman. ‘ Anybody what can handle a rope like him ‘Ropes ain’t cows,” said the pessimistic Mr. Hines. Picture taking through that day and the next. day after that a conversation which caused more than a little apprehen- sion to Mr. Spangle. It happened in Bud Peaglar’s place over a game of Kelly pool. I'wo gentlemen were standing near by ad- miring the stalwart puncher of cows and commenting on the man’s bravery. ‘I been West,”” remarked one casually, ‘an’ I has seen things.” ‘*Me too,” said the other. ‘I has been au prize fighter an’ a wrastler an’ I fit in the army in France, but not fo’ nothin’ would I try to bulldog a steer.” Mr. Spangle missed the cue ball entirely. The stranger sounded so utterly sincere. Somehow, Herod had done mighty little thinking about the climactic scene of the present picture; figuring, not illogically, that if he proved himself unusually capable as an actor some compromise might reached when the rodeo scene was ready for filming. Besides, until this very moment he had forgotten the queer phrasing about his job. Bulldogging a steer! It didn’t sound He turned toward the trangers. “‘ What you-all know ‘bout bull- doggin’ steers?”’ he inquired. They gazed at him respectfully, almost with awe. ‘‘Us knows too much to ever og “Shuh! ’Tain’t nothin’ to be scared of.” ‘Great sufferin’ tripe! Just listen at that man talk! Mistuh, all I says is that you cowboys would rather flirt with death than a lady. Reckon if I could ever git up the nerve just to talk about bulldoggin’ as proceeded apace all But the occurred be ‘easonable. try try casual as you The pool game had stopped. The players were listening to the conversation, and, being an actor, Mr. Spangle gave no out- ward indication of the terror which clutching coldly at his heart. ‘*What is there ‘bout bulldoggin’ to scare anybody?” “‘Golla! What ain’t there about it? I don’t want to fight no bulls with guns or swords. But when it wile animule an’ grabbing his horns with my bare han’s an’ then wrastlin’ him to the ground—mistuh, you is just nachelly a damfool hero!” was comes to chasin’ a Continued from Page 31 Mr. Spangle blinked rapidly. ‘You is anyhow half right, friend.’’ He racked his cue. ‘‘Guess I'll drop out of the game, boys. I craves a li'l exercise.”’ They gazed admiringly after him ‘Reckon he needs it—a feller which goes aroun’ courtin’ death like he does.’ Herod walked south on Eighteenth Street toward the great, shadowy bulk of Red Mountain, over which a rich, round moon was hanging. He knew that he must think, little as he desired to do so. He passed a shaking hand across a damp forehead. “Ten millium jobs in the world,”’ he mused miserably, ‘‘an’ I picks the one where you got to battle a wile cow!" There was little sleep that night for the bulldogger. His thoughts focused on his dilemma rather than on a means of escape. He visioned himself mangled and torn and trampled. He understood now why Cesar Clump refused any cash payment until the big scene should have been shot, and also why the members of the company gazed on him with awe. He noticed this most particularly the fol- lowing day. ‘You'd think fum the way they looks at me,”’ he reflected unhappily, “that I was gwine be gues’ of honor at a swell fun’ral.”” At four in the afternoon he sought Director Clump and inquired how realistic the bulldogging scene was going to be. ‘Real stuff,’’ enthused the artistic direc- tor. ‘‘Tha’s why we pays you so much money.” Herod was doubtful. ‘You ain’t gwine git a real wile bull, is you?” ‘*Man, you said it! He's gwine be rippin’ an’ snortin’ an’ ““Hush fum speakin’ such! S’pose that bull should tromple me? S'pose I should git walked all over?”’ Director Clump chuckled. ‘‘ That showly would be funny. Cowboy gittin’ bull- dogged by a steer!” “Yeh! I guess the steer would mos’ laugh hisse’f to death, woul’n't he?”’ **Reckon he would, Herod. Anyhow, we ain't gwine shoot that scene fo’ another week yet an’ you got plenty of time to git in trainin’.” Mr. Spangle walked away, whispering to himself, ‘‘When that director said ‘train’ he sho gimme an idea.” That night at dinner, Herod’s despera- tion crystallized. He moved down the street and again ascended the narrow stair- way leading to Semore Mashby’s office. He found that attenuated person poring over books of account and _ interest Semore greeted his visitor with a smile. Herod, glorious in his ranch raiment, came to the point with disconcerting direct- sheets. bleak ness “Semore,”’ wrong.” “Says which?” ““Ev’ything is mistaken. ask what us can do ‘bout it Mr. Mashby’'s eyes narrowed. ‘What you mean: Us?” ‘You an’ me. To save our money.” Semore’s eyes closed, then opened slowly. He clutched the edge of the desk. ‘ Fool- ishment what you utters We ain't got no he announced, “‘ev'ything is An’ I comes to money to 1y man. Nor neither 1one if they waits until ** Right you is, skin we ain't gwine have} I steers a bulldog fo’ ‘em.” And now Mr. Mashby rose His in righteous cut like f wrath. voice the edge of a scimitar ‘Speak yo’ piece, cowboy, an indicate how much brains you ain't got I listens!"’ Herod spoke. He spoke swiftly and we He explained that his pretensions to cow boydom were the outgrowth of a sadly neglected appetite, and that from what he had heard of the réle he was expected to play--and a review of his contract— there would be no cash forthcoming to himself. ‘An’ so,” he finished naively, ‘‘that puts I an’ you bofe in a pretty bad hole.”’ »semore too immediate answer. He walked to the win- dow, where he stared through the seldom- washed pane at the ; emaciated frame was seized with a violent chill. Fifty dollars cash money loaned out! Sixty-five dollars receivable, but not to be received. Semore was justly “Faker!” he flung out that cow.” Herod was frightened by his harsh man- ner, but even more afraid of the rodeo pros- pect. “I bulldogs nothin’.’ “You got a contrack “So have you! But it money, does it? Neither of our ain't no good, so we is bofe fifty-fifty Was overcome to Make ar street below indignant You b illdogs don't git you no ontracks “Oh! Is we? Well, listen at me, mistuh actor: You either wrastles that cow or you goes to jail.” “Aw, now, Semore “Be yo’ age, Brother Spangle! You signed a writin’ with me an’ took money fo’ same. If you has used any false preten- sions 3 “But that bull is libel to kill me.”’ Semore shrugged. ‘ Tha's yo’ lookout. I di’n’t inwite you to take no such of a job Now git this: I goes immediate to Lawyer FE. vans Chew an’ lay the facks of the case in front of him. An’ he an’ I bofe is gwine see to it that you don’t skip Bumminham Other folks na ‘I ain’t gwine run away,” sighed Herod. “T cain’t. I don’t own hahdly a thin dime, let alone the price of a railroad ticket “Good!” Semore rubbed moist hands together. “‘Then you better git ready to happen to an accident, ‘cause you is gwine wrastle that bull if us has to strap you on his back.” Herod stumbled out friendless world. The of rodeo scene was appalling During the next three days he blustered his way about the lot, resenting the very admiration of his contemporaries. An occasional snatch of conversation with Director Clump or President Latimer indicated with disturb- ing clarity that there would be no hint of executive mercy He had been hired to bulldog a and bulldog he would, else there would be cent of salary. Furthermore, and the stern nto a imminence steer, not one Lawyer Evans Chew rolled up to him and de with many Latin phrases upon the lex loci contractuses and factos the document had exe cuted, and threatened dire things he attempt to divorce himself from Birming- ham lieu obligations. “There ain't nothin’ Herod to himself, ‘an’ ] laimed sonorously and ipso of he should in of fulfilling his contractual moaned t damr quick!” An imposing arena was being constructed \ single stand and around the arena was a high wooden wal! for the bulldogging scene was erected to seat the spectators, all which was calculated effectively to pen in bull and bulldogger. Herod inspected ‘Gosh,”’ he wailed to the head carpenter ‘‘when they lets I an’ the cow in yonder an’ shuts them two gates, we couldn't neither of us git out, could we?’ ‘Nos-suh,”’ came the cheerful response ‘You is gwine have him all to yo'se’f! 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TSs¢ (Continued from Page 133 It was now Mr. Mashby’s turn to worry; which he did with vast enthusiasm, refiect- ing upon the sixty-five dollars which he was not going to receive. He finally crossed to his cowboy friend and laid a hand on his arm. “Listen, Herod,’ he pleaded. ‘I got me a sort of an idea.”’ “Not ’bout wrastlin’ no bull, is it?”’ “No. But I think I know how us can fix this thing up fine so we bofe gits our money. Is you willin’ to he’p?”’ ““Yas’suh, Semore. I has treated you bad, an’ Ise sorry. I does mos’ anythin’ I can to he’p you out. That is, anythin’ short of makin’ love to a wile he-cow!”’ Herod did not see Semore again until the following afternoon, when the little money lender appeared on the Midnight lot and moved about with an air of vast mystery. Mr. Spangle was busy at the time, shooting a few scenes in conjunction with Opus Randall, Welford Potts and Sicily Clump. He was doing well —the sadness of his soul being reflected in an expression of comical lugubriosity. Work completed for the day, he went to join Semore. That gentleman bustled him outside and into the rickety flivver which was Mr. Mashby’s proudest possession and single extravagance. Semore stepped on the gas and they were off in the general direction of Bessemer. It was plain that Semore was very happy, and Herod dared hope that there might bea chance. Finally Mr. Mashby spoke: “Herod, all what you agreed to do was git in the arena with a bull, didn’t you?” “Uh-huh. But ‘ ‘‘Nemmin’ no buts. Now I gits this: You woul’n’t wrastle no wile bull fo’ nothin’. But s’pose—s’pose, Mistuh Span- gle, that you could have things fixed so that the bull which you got in yonder with was a blind bull?” “Blind?” “Uh-huh. Stone-blind!” “Gosh!” Herod’s lips twisted into a smile. “If he coul’n’t see, he sholy 9. coul’n’t chase me, could he? ‘*Nary step. An’ then you could say yo’ contrack was filfulled an’ no lawyer—not even Evans Chew—could argue contrari- wise.”’ The cowboy eyed his friend sharply. ‘I is mo’ anxiouser to fix this than what you is, Semore. But I craves to be suttin that they ain’t no trick in it.”’ ‘*I knowed you’d say that, Herod. So where I is takin’ you now is out to where the blind bull lives. You can make his pus- sonal acquaintance.” They drove halfway to Bessemer, then turned off from the concrete highway ontoa winding, chert road. Less than ten min- utes later they swung in through the gates of a tiny farm. A somewhat lopsided colored gentleman came forward to greet them. Semore performed brief introduc- tions, then escorted Herod to a little pas- ture in the rear of the ramshackle cabin. In the middle of the field a large and impos- ing bull was standing moodily. He seemed to be gazing at nothing at all and Mr. Mashby jerked his head toward the animal. ““Yonder he is, Mistuh Spangle. That big red animule. Now I talks to this feller heah while you-all makes acquaintance.” Semore and the farmer turned away, Mr. Mashby assuming his most businesslike manner. Herod, left alone, advanced some- what doubtfully to the vicinity of the stolid animal. The bull was a decidedly awe- inspiring creature. He appeared capable of making mincemeat of any human who might desire to bulldog him, but it was cer- tain that he was unconscious of the man who approached. The bull did not seem to be blind, and therefore Herod was wary. He negotiated a large detour and approached the bull from the front. The animal paid no attention to him. Herod, emboldened, came closer. Still the bull did not move. Mr. Spangle came very close indeed. He moved to the right and then to the left. For all the bull did, there might have been no such person on earth as Herod

THE SATURDAY Then the jingly cowboy inserted himself right in front of the animal's nose. The bull sniffed and snorted and Herod leaped far t« one side. But the bul! did not chase him, and finally Mr and did a sufficient number of tricks to sat- isfy himself beyond al! doubt that the ani- mal was teetotally sightless Emboldened by this knowledge, Mr Spangle decided to rehearse for the big 1¢ of the picture. He had never in his ife caressed a bull by the horns and now he sneaked up on the animal and wrapped powerful hands around the sizable weapons which projected from the bull’s head. There was an instant and somewhat paralyzing Spangie came close enough

response. The bull reared, snorted and tossed his head. Herod was jerked suddenly from his feet and thrown, partly by the force of the jerk and partly by his own terror, several yards, where he landed in a sitting posture. He scrambled hastily to his feet and pre- pared for flight. The red demon turned in Herod’s direction and charged in fiery fash- ion. Mr. Spangle howled and side-stepped, and it was then that he knew Semore Mashby had spoken truly. The bull could not find him. He pawed the ground angrily and turned his head this way and that. Mr. Spangle, much bolder now, taunted the bull, snapped his fingers and did a bit of a dance. Twice more the bull charged, but always in the wrong di- rection, and the artistic soul of the cowboy sang with delight. He visioned this entire scene being filmed by an all-seeing camera himself dancing valiantly around a wild bull which was unable to see him. He rehearsed assiduously. Twice more he sneaked up on the animal and took him by the horns. Both times he held on longer than he had at first. He discovered even that the thing required less strength than courage, and he now had plenty of that, in as much as he knew he was safe the minute he released his grip. In high fettle he sum- moned Mr. Mashby and spoke with enor- mous enthusiasm “Git that bull, Semore. I an’ him is crazy ‘bout each other.” *“Y ou leave me handle this deal,’’ warned Mr. Mashby. “I gits a good price.” And on the way back to Birmingham he informed Herod that the bull was to be de- livered at the arena the day following at a price of ten dollars. ‘‘ That feller like to fell down when I said I was gwine give him ten dollars fo’ the loan of his bull gwine drive him in on foot fo’ that much money.” A single doubt assailed Mr. Spangl **How you know Director Clump is gwine let us use that very bull?”’ Mr. Mashby smiled thinly. “I had that all fixed long ago, Herod. Florian Slappey is property man with Midnight an’ he owes me a heap of money he cain’t pay. Sol tol’ him did he let me bring my own bull I'd extend his note thirty days. An’ he said all right, previded I got a wile-lookin’ animule.”’ “Hot ziggity dam!" exulted Herod. ‘I showly is gwine deal that bull a fit!” That night Mr. Spangle was riding high, wide and handsome. He attended a meet- ing of The Sons & Daughters of I Will Arise, where he came in for considerable atten- tion. He wore his sombrero cocked on one side of his head, his brass and nickel ap- purtenances were shined to the nth degree, his spurs jingled, and he strutted most mag- nificently. After the meeting they gath- ered about him and asked him about the morrow. *‘Ain’t you scared, Mistuh Spangle?”’ “Scared? Me? Golla, folks, what fool- ishment you talks with yo’ moufs. How come I should git scared of a bull, when | has fit "em sence I was seven years ol’? Wrastlin’ bulls is the most thing I is crazy about doin’. Also, I fights grizzly with my han’s an’ runs races with aws- triches. Ise a animule houn’. B’lieve you me, folks, Midnight is sholy lucky, to git a real bulldogger to wuk fo’ them.” On the outskirts of the admiring throng stood Director Clump and President Lat quiet satisfactior Reckon he’s bears mer. They listened wit! EVENING POST juently a certai

ete ve for the final scene and a few simple retakes prom- sed to be a riot of fur During the course of its filming Director Clump had become enthusiastic ove the hustrior ability of Mr. Spangle, and Forcep Swain, Mid- night’s aut r, had tentatively concocted other scenarios n whiect M: Spangies Wild-West proclivities « e used to advantage hat he was being considered as a possible member of the permanent to Herod, de- They had kept it silent, waiting to see how he handled the bull before def ting themselves He was confident company had not occurre spite his ambitions in that direction initely commit- Now he was boasting He swaggered. It ap- peared that he really was what he claimed the world’s « hampion colored cowboy The director and his chief were | appy “If he really does wrastle that bull commented Clump conte ntediy, “we 1 gwine have a pitcher which isnot only funny but unique.” The following morning Semore Mashby placed in his pocket Herod’s assignment of sixty-five dollars due him from Midnight and went in his asthmatic car to cal] for the Mr. Spangle was waiting for him on the veranda of his lodging house He cowboy was dressed for the occasion—his most flagrantly checkered shirt, his largest spurs and a red feather in the leather band of his sombrero. A lariat was suspended from his belt and he wore large, gauntleted gloves “Mawnin’, Semore. How’s our the bull?”’ “*He’s a’ready.” frien’, heah, Herod. I checked up Mr. Spangle chuckled. ‘‘ What I is gwine do to that animule is a shame Ise libel to plow up the groun’ with him Ain’t gwine be no slip on Mistuh Slappey usin’ him, is they?” “*Nary that.” All of Midnight and turned out for the occasion **Good.”’ chance I got him hooked on its friends had The active members of the company were all in cos tume and had been assembled in the stands where they would register prominently Ixotic Hines was already busy with close- ips of the spectators “You is now watchin’ Mr. wrastlin’ the bull!’’ megaphoned Clump to spangie his actors. ‘“*The bull threw him an’ is gwine gore him a Ev’ybody is s posed to have 171 register excitement an’ scared- Ready! Action! Cam’ra!”’ They did well. Herod was vastly amused ““Shuh!”’ he commented aloud. ‘Just wait until the bulldoggin’ starts, then you really will see ’em register excitement.” His imperturbability aroused the spec- there was ness, tators toa high pitch of interest drama in the scene which the camera could not hope to record Mr ostentatiously before the his lariat, dancing light boots, bowing and scraping to friends. It moment Then Clump bulldogging scene Herod was given minute instructions. The »pangie paraded whirling crowd, y in his high-heeled was his largest readied the set for the cameras, equipped with long-distance lenses, were stationed at opposite sides of the arer and their operators instructed to use plenty of footage. Herod saw the red bull in his pen at one side of the inclosure. He took his positior opposite. Florian Slappey stood beside him. “Ain’t you scared, Herod? ‘“‘Me? Golla, han’some boy, ten buffa loes woul’n’t th’ow no scare into me! Mr Slappey inspected the door throug! which Mr. It was equipped on the outside wit! Spangle was about to enter the arena, a large and efficient bolt } f “Once you gits in yonde r,’ vouchsafe Florian, ‘I locks this door an’ you cair git out.” “Shuh! So long as that bull cain’t away fum me, Ise happy. Mr. Slappey sighed. This was foolhar ness ye \V weet f ~ inderst il

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The large red bull ambled into full view of the audience. The cameras registered his entrance, then stopped cranking as the beast went to cropping grass. Clump then barked directions to his hero. Herod leaped to answer the summons. He shot through the gate swinging his rope and waving his sombrero. Clump bellowed instructions and Herod, like a good actor, duly executed a comedy fall. ‘All right,” them bull!” Mr. Spangle was willing. He received orders to excite the animal. That, he fig- ured, would be both easy and impressive. Whereupon he danced lightly around the beast, waving his hat and grinning broadly. The audience was sitting forward in gaping amazement. Here was bravery incompa- rable— Herod was absolutely unmindful of his own danger. He came closer to the bull; he moved in front of the animal and waved his arms tauntingly. And then: Mr. Herod Spangle, cowpuncher, experi- enced a dreadful sensation in his solar plexus. He paused, trembled, blinked, then moved slightly. There was no doubt about it! The bull was watching him! Not only that, but the animal was turning his head to follow every move of the colored cow- boy. Herod’s lips gave vent to a pleading whisper: ‘Don’t look at me, bull! You is blind!” But the bull continued to look. Herod sprang to one side, executed a flank move- ment, and placed himself behind the bull. The bull turned almost as quickly. He swung sharply and faced his tormentor. His head went down a few inches and one hoof dug into the turf. Terror smote Herod a mighty smite. And at that instant the voice of the director came to him. “Mistuh Spangle,’’ roared make that bull mad!” “Oh, golla,’”’ wailed the cowboy, “he’s enti’ely too annoyed right now!” It appeared that Herod’s diagnosis was accurate. The bull decided to investigate this obtrusive stranger. He advanced. Herod uttered a shriek and dashed away. Clump nodded with satisfaction: “ At-a-boy!"’ he enthused. look real.”’ “Oh, man,” groaned Herod, on’y knowed how real this is!” For an instant the bull stood quiet. Then he roared Clump, “git busy on Clump, ‘Make it “if you EVENING POST cravin’ to fight you now that you has got yo’ eyesight back.” But the bull was in a combative mood and he turned once again to the pursuit. Herod, flying for his life, became con- scious of two things: One was that Direc- tor Clump and everybody else thought he was simulating terror. The second was that Semore Mashby had foully double-crossed him! It was all clear to him now. Semore was interested in him to the extent of sixty-five dollars, cash money. Semore had known that nothing short of a miracle could ever induce him to enter an arena with a wild bull. Whereupon Semore had introduced him to a blind animal and had then hired that afflicted bull’s brother to attend to the extermination of one good colored mon- ologist. **Fo’ Semore’s sake,’’ sobbed Herod, hope I never gits out of heah! ’Cause does I do so, he is suddenly gwine to become ex- tinct!” The bull was giving chase enthusias- tically. Herod was panting for breath. He made a desperate dash toward the side of the arena. He jumped upward and clutched the fence top. He tried to pull himself over. But the bull was on top of him like a red thundercloud. There was a crash, a splin- tering of wood, and Herod was jarred loose. He found himself panting and terrified immediately alongside the bellowing ani- mal. “Grab him!” it rang with authority. chance!” - Herod acted by instinct. His response to the command was unconscious and me- chanical. Two strong hands wrapped around the horns of the bull. A woman’s shriek rent the atmosphere; then a warn- ing cry from the director: ‘‘ Don’t leave go, Herod. If you does he tromples you sure!”’ Mr. Spangle clung desperately, with a strength he had never before suspected. The bull tossed his head; he backed and reared. But Herod hung on. It really was ” It was Clump’s voice, and ““Now’s yo’ easier than running away, after all. This way, at least, he krew where he was; the other way he was nowhere at all. The crowd was roaring, Clump leading the ap- plause. The cameras were clicking steadily. May 7,1927 Then started the battle. The bull dashed halfway across the arena, Herod dragging behind. It seemed at times as though Mr. Spangle’s arms were to be jerked from their sockets, but the bull- dogger realized that to release his grip now would be fatal. He was exhausted, and the bull was furious. Once Herod let go, he knew he would fall, and that would mark the end of what other folks thought was a very funny scene. And so the unhappy Mr. Spangle clung to the bull’s horns as a leaf clings to a storm-tossed branch. He swung this way and that; he collided vio- lently with the heaving sides of the bull. He closed his eyes and visioned lilies. There came a wild roar of acclaim from the audience. At first, Herod thought that the end had arrived; then he became con- scious long enough to witness a phenom- enon. He distinctly saw the bull slip. He re- alized that the animal’s head was twisted grotesquely, and that his own full weight was pulling the bull groundward. There was a bellow, a thud, and Mr. Herod Spangle realized that he had bulldogged a steer! But he did not pause to gloat over his victory. Even before he realized that the impossible had occurred, he was heed- ing instinct. He staggered across the arena before the bull reached its feet. Florian Slappey flung open the gate and Mr. Spangle leaped to safety. He collapsed! When he returned to consciousness a few minutes later, he looked up into a sea of friendly faces. As his eyes flickered open a tidal wave of applause beat upon his ear- drums. As from a very great distance he heard Director J. Cesar Clump saying something about a permanent contract with Midnight. Herod Spangle paid little heed. His thoughts were elsewhere. He staggered to his feet and ignored all offers of assistance. There was a job which he de- sired to attend to with promptitude and thoroughness. “Has any of you folks seen Semore Mashby?”’ he inquired. Somebody volunteered the information that Mr. Mashby had last been seen in con- versation with the lopsided colored gentle- man who owned the bull. Herod walked away. He walked purposefully. Florian Slappey voiced the query which was agi- tating all of them ‘**Whaffo’ you reckon he shook his head and snorted. It was obvious that there was some- thing about the entire proceeding that he did not like, and it seemed that Herod was the cause of his annoyance. Wherefore he started after Mr. Spangle. Across the arena they raced, Herod cutting eleven seconds off the world’s hundred-yard record. He reached the gate and uttered a howl for help. Florian Slap- pey raised his head over the boarding and grinned. “Boy,” he compli- mented, ‘“‘you is sholy makin’ it look good! You is terrible funny! “IT ain't funny!” foamed Herod. ‘You don’t see me laughin’, does you?” There came a shrill howl of warning. Herod side-stepped just in time to avoid the lowered horns of the bull. The animal crashed into the wall of the arena witha terrible impact. Herod jumped for safety. “Oh, please, mistuh moo-cow,”’ he pleaded, rE “lay off of me! I ain’t New York Scene — The Great Subway Spaces Where Men are Men craves to talk with Se more? Heseemed kind of mad!” Mr. Spangle reached the spot where Semore had last been seen. There was blood in his eye and manslaughter in his heart. But Se- more was not there. Instead, Herod encoun- tered the gangling per- son from whom the bull had been rented. Mr. Spangle paused. He in- tended to wring from this person a confession of Semore’s treachery. Then **Feller,”” he roared as he dropped a heavy hand on the shoulder of the animal’s proprietor, “how come you didn’t bring us the bull we rented?” The eyes of the lop- sided man sparkled wit} righteousness. “‘It was thisaway,” he ex- plained. ‘“‘You was payin’ me ten dollars fo’ that bull an’ I didn’t have the heart to put nothin’ over on you.” “What you mean? “IT mean this, mistuh You-all didn’t know it, but the bull you rented from me was blind!”

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| | | | | THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 137 ANNUAL A THOUSAND ADS Eleven hundred and four of the country’s foremost owners operating 39,857 Whites in fleets of ten or more—143 more owners than last year—4,102 more Whites—colossal evidence in itself, made stronger by the fact that tens of thousands of additional owners operate fleets of less than ten, or single Whites. Some names have disappeared due to reorganizations, mergers and normal business changes. A few fleets show decreases. But losses are few and every year has brought tremendous increases. The most convincing proof of earning power ever published, in mountains of facts that rise higher with each year, shows new armies of White Trucks and White Busses added to the vast army of veterans in the earth-wide service of transportation. New fleets and greater ones—a bigger total of fleets old and new— new and old in a broader variety of service—all standing up to the work in every field, another year’s earnings—that’s the net of the great White record, unapproached in transportation history. Go behind the returns to the individual records of the old veterans working beside the new recruits—the battle-scarred heroes, like the Old Guard of Napoleon, that have gone through one more year’s service in the long campaign. It’s the additional money- THE WHITE COMPANY, CLEVELAND All F 10 OR MORE IN ONE The Greatest Transportation Story Ever Told » + » In Facts, Figures and Dollar Signs earning miles got out of old Whites that give the deeper meaning to higher mounting proofs of what's built and has always been built into Whites. Year by year, the efficiency, economy and dependability of Whites have greater emphasis as old Whites add to their proved perform- ance of hundreds of thousands of money-earning miles. There are Whites in this Roll Call that have run and earned since 1915 and before. There are Whites running with profit today which have mileage records of 100,000, 200,000, 300,000 miles and more— time has not measured their power. What one White has done, every White can do, That is why any White performance in years and miles is an advertisement of every White. What one White has done, every other White is doing, consistently. Multiplying one White performance by a hundred thousand—to get the full conviction of what has been and what is being and what will always be built into Whites. That is why the White Roll Call is a thousand ads—and ten thousand times proof. No other truck or bus manufacturer has ever published such a volume of evidence of uninterrupted, profit-building service. No other manufacturer can. Continued on next three pages WHITE TRUCKS and WHITE BUSSES

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time ambassadors and Allied missions in Washington pressed their suit with the President, the cabinet, Congress, the news- papers and the public, discreetly but tena- ciously. Misguided Americans at home and in Europe were used as cat’s-paws and ap- proaches. The commanding general was able to do it because of the knowledge that he had back of him such absolute and unanimous support of his Government and people as American commander ever had given before. Having entered the war, the United States did so unreservedly. As Stonewall Jackson would have expressed it, ‘When we drew the sword we threw the scabbard away.”’ There is no other instance n history of all the military, naval and civil resources of a powerful but unprepared nation being so promptly and completely mobilized and thrown into a conflict But neither our Government, the soldiers nor our people would have consented to our men serving as Allied replacements. Any general officer publi¢ly advocating anything of this nature would have been promptly relegated whence he came. One day in April, 1918, I was returning to Neuf- chateau from Chaumont, when I met an American major general on the road. He signaled to me to stop, and coming to my car, began speaking of the great advantages which would result were we to put our men under the highly trained command of the The French had made a convert no been French. Post-Graduate Courses in War Neither my aide nor I took any part in the conversation until he had finished. Then I asked him where he was going. He answered that he was bound for Chau- mont to press his views with the command- ing general. I advised him to turn back to his own headquarters and sleep on his pro- posal for several nights, then to forget it permanently. He went on, presumably to his destination, but I am certain that he made no mention there of his new-found enthusiasms. Had he done so, and with a tithe of the earnestness with which I was regaled, there would have been a vacancy among our major generals— and justly so. It is my conviction that Newton D Baker was one of the greatest of American War Secretaries. If he had done nothing else than insist that American troops be put exclusively in the hands of trained THE SATURDAY Al. EE. FF. Continued from Page 29 soldiers, he would be entitled to the national gratitude. Mr ild not have held to this policy had it not been for the preparation of the War College and the Leavenworth In the Civil War any politician with several hundred men was saker, in turn, co schools allowed to muster them into the army and to take them into action. There were not enough trained soldiers to go around, and under our military schooling of the time a lian accustomed to large affairs and the cCr\ handling of men not infrequently made a better field or general officer than profes- sional soldiers who lacked ability as executives, either civil or mil tary. | experie nee or The Leavenworth schools and the War College had changed that by offering post-graduate courses in which more studious and ambitious officers could antic- ipate the problems of high command and staff in a major war, and very possibly pre- vented a repetition of our Civil War blun- dering, with the important exception that this time we were going up against not fel- low amateurs but the real thing. Almost without exception, our division, corps and army commanders and high staff officers were graduates of these courses On visit to the United after our declaration of war, Marshal Joffre had asked particularly that one American division be hurried to France at the earliest possible moment, regardless of training, as visual evidence to the French people of our with the Europe had been so propaganda- our his States soor intention to fight side by side Allies. poisoned by this time that its peoples be- lieved very little that their eyes could not confirm. So we formed the First Division of a skeleton of Regular Army regiments, stuffed it with the youth who rushed to the colors in April and May, and had the divi- sion in France by June twenty-seventh, less than three months after our declaration On July 4, 1917, pa- raded in Paris. It trained intensively for the next four months, moving into the quiet Sommerviller sector October twenty-first for actual the line under French supervision. Joffre had asked also for engineer and other service troops as quickly as possible, the division of war. on experience in and a number of these auxiliaries followed closely behind the First Division. Under the new divisional organization we had adopted, the strength of our infantry regi- ments had been trebled An Americar division now consisted of four regiments of * a ss A Thirtieth Brigade Coast Artillery Corps Gun, Hidden in Camouflage. EVENING POST nfantr tnree regime ts of artilier\ four teen machine-gi ompanies, one engineer regiment, one signa tta e tro I ( al and otner auxiliary units, making a total « 28,000 mer twice the size of a French, British or Gern division at full strength. This last should be kept in mind The 6000 officers of the old Army had been seattered so widely through the new Army as a leaven that half of them never did reach France. The noncommissioned officers had beer distr buted similarly or promoted to commissioned rank. My ad- jutant general of the First Army Corps, and a most able one, had been a sergeant major of a regular cav ulry regiment ir 1917 Few of the able older officers were denied service in France, but a great man\ of the still at home younger, much against their w were whipping new div sions into shape when the war ended An Anticlimax From June until October, the First Di- vision was alone in France except for some } . auxiliaries ¢ nd staff, and our appearance anticlimax. The French are both a military and a provincia people, and they had no understand ng of Instead one division as a on the scene became ar , our unpreparedness as a nation of taking the arrival of pledge of good intentions, they had seen in it the advance guard of a great army about to stream across the Atlantic. In their dis- tress they had seen us as a young giant from the West. In proportion to our num- bers and resources as a people, and our con- versation, our performance was ludicrous Their disappointment was and increasingly outspoken. In late October the New England National Guard division, the Twenty-sixth, arrived, followed immediately by the Rainbow, the Forty-second, made up of National Guard units from twenty-six states and the Dis- trict of Columbia. The Second Division, regulars, was organized in part in France, its component parts arriving siderable period. Two of its four infantry the other brigade in their eyes. intense over a con- regiments were regulars, the Fifth and Sixth Marines. From the outset the Marine Corps had begged for active service, and the Secretary of War had accepted these two regiments for early employment We had but wher much to lear our tr Reherry, April 27, 1918 Today, Bx as tor three shooters who want Winchester 1 56 (sporting ana lependable peaters thoroughb Mode bolt ac M del ction ta rifle Cillustrated 22 Short or .22 1 Rifle $24 Model 56 fle in spe rt $2 be New WINCHESTERS score ™~, the best say 157(target) are accurate ron .2 re reds of the Winchester World Standard family WINCHESTER REPEATING New Haven, Conn ARMS CO. U.S.A 4

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Canadian Branch at St. Catharines, Ont. “Oo? » | ~ son RAPIDE YALE MARKED IS YALE MADE SATURDAY | fied high command. EVENING POST with the French it was with this reserva- tidn from General Pershing: ‘* Trench war- fare naturally gives prominence to the defensive. To guard against this, the basis of instruction should be essentially the offensive in spirit and practice. The de- fensive is accepted only to prepare for future offensive. The rifle and the bayonet are the principal weapons of the infantry soldier. He will be trained to high skill asa marksman, both on the target range and in field firing. An aggressive spirit must be developed until the soldier feels himself, as a bayonet fighter, invincible in battle. All our officers and soldiers should realize that at no time in our history has discipline been so important. The standards of the American Army will be those of West Point. The rigid attention, the upright bearing, attention to detail, uncomplaining obedience to instructions required of the cadet will be required of every officer and soldier of our armies in France.” At the same time he cabled Washington advising that instruction in open warfare be the mission of training at home, leaving trench training to be conducted as far as necessary in France. The necessity of shipping when and in such numbers as ships offered brought many troops to France with their basic training unfinished, and the necessities of the Allies sent them and others into battle before their final training was completed, as we shall see. A Bargain With the British With about 175,000 troops in France by January 1, 1918, only our First Division had appeared at the front, and: the Allies’ annoyance at the added time required by our insistence on open-warfare training increased. The drive on Pershing and Washington to curtail the training to a strict minimum of trench requirements as the French regarded them—and for the use of our infantry to fill up the French and British ranks, was renewed with every per- suasion that they could command. The answer was that while the Germans were practicing for open warfare and con- centrating their most aggressive personnel in shock divisions, the training of the Al- lies was limited to trench warfare. As our troops were being trained for open warfare, there was every reason why we could not allow them to be scattered among the Al- lies, even by divisions, much less as replace- ments, except by sheer necessity. Any sort of permanent amalgamation would commit America’s fortunes irrevocably to the hands of the Allies. Moreover, it was obvious that the lack of homogeneity would render these mixed divisions difficult to maneuver and almost certain to break up under stress of defeat, with consequent mutual recrimi- nation. Again there was no doubt that the realization of the German people that in- dependent American divisions, corps or armies were in the field with determined purpose would be a severe blow to German morale and prestige, as well as beneficial to the morale of the Allies themselves. The Allies still were fighting more or less independently of each other, and General Pershing gave his whole influence to a uni- Although the morale of the German people and armies was bet- ter than it had been for two years, he be- lieved that only an untoward combination of circumstances could give the enemy a decisive victory before American support could be made effective, provided the Al- lies secured unity of action. If the situation demanded it, he would lend our troops temporarily to the Allies for the defensive, but nothing in the situation justified the relinquishment of our firm purpose to form our own Army under our own flag. At this time Washington was dispatching troops at a rate that would put 650,000 in France by June fifteenth, 200,000 of these for the rear-area services. We lacked the sea transport to speed up troop movements, our great new merchant fleet being scarcely under way, but in January the British struck a bargain with the commanding gen- eral and with Washington. They would May 7,1927 transport six complete divisions for us in British ships if we would train these divi- sions by battalions with the British, behind their lines, where they could be used as re- enforcements if necessary. General Pershing insisted that the troops should be reformed into divisions when their training was complete and that their loan should not be understood to be perma- nent. However, we never did recover the use of the Twenty-seventh—New York National Guard—andThirtieth Divisions Carolina and Tennessee National Guard they serving until the end with the British The Second Army Corps staff was organ- ized in February under Major General George W. Read to supervise the adminis- tration and training of these divisions, and he and his staff likewise were with the Brit- ish until the Armistice. Several times between January fifteenth and June first the First American Army Corps was on the point of taking over a sector in Lorraine, but the necessity of send- ing our older divisions to the relief of the Allies prevented. Once I had gone so far as to start moving my headquarters to Toul, where I expected to relieve a French army corps. When the Germans broke through in March, 1918, and Foch was made Allied commander in chief, General Pershing had hurried to Foch’s headquarters at Bombon and put the entire American Army, lock, stock and barrel, at his disposal for the period of the emergency. “‘T have come to tell you,”’ he is quoted as having said, “‘that the American people would consider it a great honor for our troops to be engaged in the present battle; I ask for this in their name and my own. There is at this moment no other question than that of fighting. All that we have is yours; use it as you wish. More will come, in numbers equal to your requirements.” At Their Best in Disaster We had four divisions ready, equal to eight of our Allies or the enemy. The First and Second were in the line in quiet sectors The Twenty-sixth, still without training in open warfare, now relieved the First, which moved into an active sector near Montdid- ier and, in turn, relieved two French divi- sions. The Forty-second released two French divisions from quiet sectors for battle. The Third, Fifth and Thirty-second Divisions were arriving. The Forty-first had been impressed temporarily into the undermanned Service of Supplies. The Thirty-second, also intended as a replace- ment division, likewise had been drafted into the S. O. S., but was reassembled and put into the line May twenty-first in the Vosges, releasing French troops. By the later date the Twenty-eighth and Seventy- seventh Divisions were with the British in training and six more of our divisions were arriving with the British under the January agreement. Depression hung heavily over France in March and again in June. I saw signs of it even at our own headquarters at Chau- mont. General Cyril Wagstaff, the senior of a group of British attachés stationed at Chaumont, used to visit me often at Neuf- chateau. He was our guest at dinner sev- eral times during the great drive for Amiens, and was much downcast. I got a smile out of him by telling him that the British Army, in all its history, never had won a battle except the last one. It is true that the British are at their best in disaster. The British regular army of 90,000 men that retreated from Mons was the best army in the world, at the moment, in individual training and particularly in the use of the rifle. These Old Contempti bles, terribly outnumbered, one corps commanded by Haig, the other by Smith- Dorrien, saved the day in 1914. They in- flicted ghastly losses on the massed waves of Germans, who offered a shooting-gallery target for rifle and field guns. There had been big talk at home of sweeping the boche out of the skies with Continued on Page 144

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The machines were French single-seater Nieu- ports, already obsolescent, and the Lafay- ette Escadrille still was serving with the French. None of our machines was equipped with guns as yet, and the pilots of one of the two squadrons had not even been instructed in the use of airplane guns and had to return to school later. The enemy had no suspicion of this condition and the boys were making daily sorties over the Ger- man lines, but their value, either offensive or defensive, was nil. Guns and other much-needed equipment arrived the first week in April. While Squadron Number 95 returned to Cazau to school, Number 94, the famous Hat-in-the- Ring group, was ordered on April tenth to active service east of Toul, taking over an old French airdrome. Capt. Eddie Ricken- backer, who commanded this group later, already was a member of it. He had come to France with General Pershing as driver of the general’s motor car and transferred to the air. Four days later the Hat-in-the-Ring pilots went into action and immediately shot down two enemy planes in our first en- gagement in the air. At dawn of April four- teenth, Capt. David Peterson, Lieutenant Reed Chambers and Lieutenant Ricken- backer set off on their first patrol, leaving Lieutenants Jimmy Meisner, Douglas Campbell and Alan Winslow to stand by on the alert for emergencies. The patrol had just returned without event when the anti- aircraft station on Mont St.-Michel, just outside Toul, signaled the approach of two enemy ships above the low clouds. Meisner could not start his Nieuport, but Campbell and Winslow slipped their leash at once. The enemy ships still were hidden in the clouds, but the hum of their motors was plainly audible. Thousands, the populace of Toul and soldiers, craned their necks to watch. America’s First Victims Just as Winslow and Campbell ap- proached the cloud level, two Germans emerged from it. Winslow shot down the first, Campbell accounted for the second, and our pilots were back at the airdrome four and a half minutes after they had left it. The effect on the watching soldiers and civilians was electrifying. Toul had suffered much from German bombers, and its popu- At the request of the mayor the remains of the planes were set up in the town square, where the jubilant townsfolk still were admiring them and toasting Number 94 Squadron with many “Vive les Américains!” when Colonel Mitchell asked me over to congratulate the men. A section of the fuselage of Wins- low’s victim, containing the black Maltese Cross insignia, hangs in my home in San Francisco now, appropriately mounted and inscribed, a gift from the Hat-in-the-Ring group. The German pilots, who had lost their way in the clouds, both escaped with minor hurts. Another time Colonel Mitchell took me to see one of his balloon companies. They showed me their operations office and maps, ran up a balloon, received the observer's report by telephone, and the like. Then, in their zeal, they threw out a sandbag with a parachute attached from an altitude of about 2000 feet to show me how the observ- ers jumped. The sandbag snapped its rope and hit the ground viciously some fifteen feet from where I stood. I have no doubt that there were plenty of American soldiers who would have been most happy, upon oc- casion, to drop a sandbag 2000 feet upon a general officer, but this was an accident. Number 94 Squadron may be said to have struck the first official American blow against the enemy. The Yankee Division lace was ecstatic. EVENING POST received the first substantial blow from the enemy. It occurred due north of Number 94’s airdrome six days after our opening air victory. Here the First Division had made its first trench raids, first repulsed enemy raids. Our first raids were at- tempted only after preparations as elab- orate proportionately as those for a major offensive. The enemy’s and our own trenches and the intervening No Man’s Land at the point selected had been repro- duced to the last detail behind the lines, and the attack rehearsed under expert French instruction as often as a play, and more carefully. At that, the first raid proved to be a dud, and with General Pershing looking on. A small detachment of engineers who were to carry up the tubes of explosives from the dump through the approach trenches had failed to rehearse their part. When the night came the engineers were so slow in getting up that the foray had to be called off. Others, however, were carried out with success, and a German raid was hand- somely repulsed. A Costly Lesson Profiting by what the French had taught them of the signs that usually precede an enemy raid, the division detected one an hour in advance. When the boche came over he found our front positions empty at this point, and before he could make up his mind what to do next, a counter attack annihilated him. In fleeing, the Germans became tangled in their own wire and left behind, besides prisoners, flame throwers and machine guns, a string of corpses hang- ing on the wire. The enemy made more elaborate prepara- tions for his next raid, by which time the Yankee— Twenty-sixth— Division had re- lieved the First. Slipping in extra artillery, he laid down a box barrage around the ruined village of Seicheprey on April twen- tieth. The barrage cut off reénforcements, and behind it came a force of picked enemy troops who captured some 200 of our men and a number of machine guns, and re- turned immediately to their own lines with light losses. Our first skirmish was a de- feat. On the enemy’s part, it really was only a large-scale raid for information pur- poses. We avenged it in the first ten min- utes of the St.-Mihiel drive five months later. The American Army gave battle, how- ever, for the first time a month later at Cantigny. When the First Division re- lieved the French in the Montdidier region in April, the enemy held the ruined village of Cantigny at the apex of a salient that had been pushed into the Allied lines east of Amiens in the great March drive. It was the one weak spot in an otherwise strong front locally, and the French twice had taken it and twice lost it before the First Division came. The enemy discovered the presence of American troops immediately and there was vicious artillery fighting daily, and constant trench raids and reprisals. In fact, the losses of the division averaged sixty a day during three months in this sector. We experienced our first bitter dose of gas here, too, 800 of the First being gassed in one night in and around the village of Villers-Tournelle. In the midst of this constant harassing, General Bullard prepared, under French command and with the aid of French ar- tillery, airplanes and tanks, to take Can- tigny. The attack was rehearsed in the most minute detail for a week prior. Se- cretly moving in 175 French field guns to support the divisional artillery, Bullard opened on the enemy at 5:30 A.M. of May twenty-seventh, our first H day, with Gen- eral Pershing looking on. At 6:30 o'clock, our first zero hour, the bombardment shifted to a barrage, behind which twelve French tanks, some French flame throwers and our Twenty-eighth Infantry, with one battalion of the Twenty-sixth Infantry, advanced. The attack was perfectly exe- cuted and the surprised and overwhelmed May 7,1927 enemy were captured or killed almost to a man. The Twenty-eighth was com- manded here by Col. Hanson E. Ely, now major general and president of the War College. But the attack was merely the beginning of it. The artillery had obliterated the German trenches and most of the cover in the village. Now our infantry, aided by our engineers, had to dig themselves in while the enemy cut loose with everything he had. Shell holes were linked up, shallow trenches dug and three strong points found to shelter a platoon each, one in the ceme- tery north of town, another in the woods a little east and a third in the woods north- west, all under galling artillery fire. In just two hours the Germans launched a counter attack in force. German planes directed the barrage, behind which their infantry followed from Framecourt and Laval woods. Their infantry, however, failed to keep closely enough behind the barrage, and when the curtain of shell passed over our lines, our infantry rose and cut the German wave to pieces at 100 yards with rifle and machine-gun fire. The enemy fell back in disorder, but five more bitterly pressed counter attacks followed in the next forty-eight hours, all smartly repulsed. The enemy was angrily determined to teach us a lesson. The lesson cost him 700 dead, as many more wounded and 255 captured, and failed to take. The First Division held its ground until called away suddenly on July eighth, on more serious business, and the enemy never again set foot in Cantigny. As the war went, it was a small action, but important out of all relation to the numbers involved. Here was the first de- cisive proof that the American soldier could fight and the American officer could lead him. It was the first cold foreboding to the German that this was not, as he had hoped, a rabble of amateurs approaching As an inspiriting promise of deeds to come, it was worth all our previous preparations combined to the Allies; it bucked up the morale of our own troops immensely and set a mark for other divisions to shoot at; and it strengthened the hand of General Pershing when he most needed such sup- port. The Old Question of Replacements Upon the first German break through in March, the Supreme War Council and the Allied Military Representatives had urged us in Joint Note Number 18 to rush them infantry and machine gunners with all haste and let all other arms of the service wait. Such reénforcements, however, ‘must be obtained from other units than those American divisions now operating with the French.”’ It was in these branches that the Allied shortage was most desperate Such transport priority to one arm of the service would delay further the creation of a balanced and independent American Army. Secretary Baker was in France, and he, General Bliss and Pershing con- ferred on the terms of the note. They de cided to permit in principle again the temporary service of infantry and machine gunners, but under the specific condition that all should be under the com mand of General Pershing and be assigned for training and use by him at his discretion. ‘‘He will use these and all other military forces of the United States under his com mand in such a manner,” our reply read, ‘‘as to render greatest military assistance, keeping in mind always the determinatior of this Government to have its various military forces collected as speedily us their training and the military situation permit into an independent American Army acting in concert with the armies of France and Great Britain.” On May first the Supreme Council met again at Abbeville and reopened the whole question of using our troops as replace- ments. For the first time the Allies were willing and anxious to give us every ship they could muster to ferry new American Continued on Page 149 General such

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Continued from Page 144 infantry across. The British pared their food supply to put more ships in the At- lantic ferry service. As a result more than 600,000 American soldiers landed in France in April, May and June, the rate increasing from 117,000 in April to 276,000 in June. By odd coincidence, the very morning that the First Division attacked at Can- tigny, May twenty-seventh, Germany launched its great and immediately suc- cessful drive on the Chemin des Dames, which carried the enemy swiftly forward to Marne, where the American Army began to fight in force. By another incidence, the drive came straight at the tne cCcoO- region in which most of our divisions were t ning. 1 the first article I recounted the series ral Ir of Allied disasters in March and April, and how Ludendorff had halted in early May to get his breath and realign his forces for another great blow, his fourth to date that spring. When he was ready he chose the heights of the Aisne, his nearest point to Paris. If he could make a bend here, then another to the right toward Compiégne, then unite these two with the Montdidier salient, he would be ready to administer the coup de grace in one final smash. he German excelled himself in the skill of this attack. He concentrated so se- cretly that the Allies were completely sur- prised. Foch was so sure that the next German move would be to exploit his ad- vantages at Amiens, and so confident of the strength of the Chemin des Dames position, that he moved fresh troops out of that sec- tor to reénforce Amiens and replaced them with tired the Fourth and Fifth French Armies and part of the Sixth, and the British Ninth Corps, ‘“‘withdrawn to a quiet place on the Aisne”’ after two months of bloody work in Flanders. It was well, too, for our Yankee Division that it had left the Chemin des Dames in March.

troops, Converging on Chateau:Thierry The Allied line broke like paper and the surprised enemy, who had planned for Soissons and Fismes at the most, took Fismes and put the Aisne far behind them the first day. The second day he crossed the Vesle, and with the French line now so broken that it could not be repaired for days, he set off almost without opposition for the Marne. In seventy-two hours he advanced more than thirty miles, took 55,000 prison- ers and guns, Overran more than a dozen French aviation fields, capturing 200 planes, and seized a stretch of country had not been touched by war since September, 1914. With bells pealing the tidings in the Fatherland and the Kaiser graciously sharing the credit with God, the German Army now, on our Memorial Day, was at the Marne, forty miles from Paris, and still going I was still at Neufchateau watching the final touches being given the Twenty-sixth, Forty-second Divisions and keeping an eye on the newer divisions in training. A day or two before, I had seen the Second Division in rest billets at Chaumont-en-Vexin. They had been pulled out of a quiet sector and were preparing to go north to First Division. On Memorial Day I was attending exer- cises of the Third Division in the Chateau- villain training area, 150 miles southeast of Paris, when the call for help came from Foch. The Third had not yet completed its training, but it was put under way for Chateau-Thierry at once. Its motorized machine-gun battalion, the Seventh, com- manded by Major James G. Taylor, of the Regular Army, took the van, traveled 108 kilometers that night and reached Chateau- Thierry through tangled traffic the late afternoon of May thirty-first, to find French Colonials defending the bridgeheads. Lieut. John T. F. Bissell crossed the river with part of the battalion and joined the Colo- nials. The balance mounted their machine guns in the windows of houses on the south 650 tnat Second and relieve the

THE SATURDAY bank of the Marne, behir il garden walls ar in other natura! positions commanding ‘ bridges, all under increasing artillery fire At dawn of June first the German ir fantry appeared in force \ German machine-gun battalion, advancing toward the river through an open field, was it tered quickly Amer in ma ( lr We wit! held our fire tater while the Red Cross gathered up the faller fire Germar The battle for Chateau-Thierry itself grew hotter as the day the north Dank at nigntia advanced abandoned The enemy had tered into the town so closely on the heels of the French that a number were caught on the stone bridge when the French engineers blew it up Followir vg detachments charged the bridge in the dark in ignorance of its destructio macnine A small cut off or and were caught in a gun fire from Major T detachment of his force the north bank when the central bridge, but they under the ‘ting comrades on the south shore.

's mer lad been the French blew up managed to their The enemy cross protec fire ol artillery fire now was blasting the towr apart, but their infantry was checked. On June third the French blew up the last } bridge and at three o'clock the next morning the Seventh Machine-Gun Battalion relieved after eighty-two hours in action, during which they had he holding bridgeheads the cTOss. Meanwhile the balance of the Third vision and the Second Division were hurry ing up by truck, train and forced march. In French lorries, in which springs were an afterthought, and driven by poker-faced little Anamites from French Indo-China, the Second rocked and bounced from Chaumont-en-Vexin, some thirty-five miles northwest of Paris, toward Chateau- Thierry. Meeting the retreating French the next morning, June first, near Montreuil- aux-Lions, the Second was thrown the great Paris-Metz highway, stopping up a gap in the French line. General Bundy deployed the Third Brigade, regulars, un- der General Lewis, to the south of the road and General Harbord’s Marine Brigade to the north of the road; and quickly backed up by their division and French artillery, they and the Forty-third French Division stopped a smashing attempt of the enemy on June third and fourth to break through toward Paris along a front of twelve miles. The Germans gained ground on ll Iped signally ir enemy never dia

astride ly at Hill 123, and were thrown off that on June fifth. This was real fighting.

The Red Cross Cuts Red Tape During that time the Third Division, less its artillery and engineers, traveling by train and truck to Provins, some thirty-five miles south of the Marne, and by march from there, passing streams of refugees who had only h lieved in the existence of American first and joined the for ed r way alf be- soldiers, on thei reached the river on June French Thirty-eighth Corps in defending the Marne from Chateau- Thierry to Damery, a stretch of twenty- five miles. Ahead of the Germans came a pitiable bour d for crossings of horde of refugees, like the enemy, Paris. had their retreat and they mar r effects some had time to organize hed beside farm wagons laden with the t Others had ugged between no draft stock, and women the shafts of carts or pushed barrows and baby carriages top-heavy with their cargo Goats, dogs, kittens, burros, pigs, milch cows and crates of chickens were in the ragged columns. And as in the panic of fire we are prone to salvage the least essen- umbrella and irtment appeared to tial of our goods, every last bird cage in the dey have behind. The war-evicted peasantry plodded with dogged patience and resignation past and through the hurrying-up American and French reénforcements and the transport columns, but once tl reached Paris they began to mill like fr For

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the most part they had neither money, food roa destinatio beyond escal y the enen More tha O00 Pa , habitants. or about one thras 1 fled the ty as the Germar idy ‘ eached the Marne. The city’s food supply was low nad the mur government was di = zed. The nat il government was tra Reve yament to stop the breach it (Chateau Thierr ind yu ‘ oncer sell witt a NW OF The possibilities of riot and looting, with a further breakdown of the national morale, were ominous, and here the American Red ( ss performed one of the greatest of its ma great services to the 4 ‘ { cause admirable absence of red tape, it waited neither for requests nor orders, but too ver the task of feeding, sheltering and clothing this pit ful horde to the limit of its resources. I do not think it is an ex- agygerat Paris from having ion to say that the Red Cross saved pillage and added ly days of June riot to panic in these ear Ain Appeal From the War Council metropolis road center of France in 1914 when the Marne. had become Paris had been the capital,

Germans first reached ntervening lour years It the great munitions center of the nation, its military heart in all senses of the word, now might well be decisive On June fourth, with the refugee columns pouring in the north gates and the city’s population pouring out the south gates, Clemenceau had faced the Chamber of Deput es and said, “‘ Je me bats devant Pari } a Paris; 4e derriére Paris.” At a historic meeting of the Supreme War Council at Versailles on June and Clemenceau, Lloyd and Orlando had cabled a dramatic appeal to President Wilson ‘We warmest thanks for the remarkable promptness with which American aid time seemed practicable has been rendered to the Allies during the past month to meet a great emergency,” the message read. “The crisis, however, still continues. General Foch has presented to us a state- ment of the utmost gravity One hundred and sixty-one Allied divisions now oppose 200 German divisions There is no possibility of the British and French their f on the contrary and its capture q7¢ me 0a me dat first

second, George desire to express our in excess of what at one increasing lorces;

they are put to extreme straits to keep them ip . There is great danger of the war being lost unless the numerical in- of the Allies can be remedied as rapidly as possible by the advent of Amer- an troops. He therefore urges with the sistence that the maximum pos- number of infantry and machine which respect the shortage on leriority utmost in Sit it gunners, it Allied side is most marked, should con- tinue to be shipped from America to avert immediate danger of Allied defeat in the present campaign owing to the Allied I tne the reserves being exhausted before those o the enemy He represents that it is impossible to foresee ultimate victory in war unless Amer to provide an army as will establish numerical He places the total American ; a : : ' forces required for this at not less than 100 tne S abie

al sucl superiority divisions equal to 200 European di sions I nave no aoubt tr at I oC! fu 5 naorse a urgency ol thi Was intended ted States Govy f appeal; it Un ernment, but never did he let it appear to the only for the eyes of the

the armies in France that humanly possible ven to himself I question that he ad mitted it e As teacher in and as chief of the

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P-9 t, New York City I want to try Fougére Royale Shaving Cream You may send me a trial tube—no charge Name A ddres s THE SATURDAY Foch had been badly deceived and defeated by the enemy. It was an unhappy situa- tion in more than a military sense, but he held to his doctrine and justified it mag- nificently. General Pershing, too, may have agreed | with the urgency of the cable, in general, but he knew our own situation too well to be able to indorse it wholly. We had hur- ried infantry and machine gunners across so rapidly in answer to previous appeals that we had virtually none of any training left at home. Moreover, that priority had held back reénforcements for the Service of Supplies, now badly undermanned. Nor were the French supply services much bet- ter off. Later in the month, Foch, Milner and Pershing reached an agreement whereby 25,000 men for the railway serv- ices, and other absolutely essential auxil- iary troops should be included in the June and July priorities. It was agreed also that as soon as Paris was safe we were to have a sector of our own in Lorraine. These priorities also had accounted in part for our necessity of buying from the French and British most of our artillery, aircraft, tanks and much other combat equipment, although our own unprepared- ness was principally responsible for our lack of military tools. The Bois de la Brigade Marines The new German wedge had extended the French lines by forty-five kilometers more on top of the sixty kilometers of line they had taken over from the British in their critical times of March and April. Now, on June third, Sir Douglas Haig agreed as a return service to part with five of the eight American divisions he then had. The Seventy-seventh and Eighty- second were moved south to relieve the Rainbow and Yankee Divisions for bat- tle work, the Fourth and Twenty-eighth Divisions were thrown into the Chateau- Thierry region as reserves and the Thirty- fifth relieved two French divisions in the Vosges Mountains. The moment the German drive down the Paris road on the Second Division and the French slowed and stalled, the Americans and French struck back here. The whole Second Division counter-attacked on June sixth, the main effort being by the Marine Brigade against the natural stronghold of 3elleau Wood, now known on the maps of France as the Bois de la Brigade Marines. This wood evidently had been a game pre- serve. Its 300 acres were a tangled wood cut with rocky ravines. It gave the enemy excel- lent cover for concentration for a further ad- vance on Paris, and important observation points. Already he had wired it and sowed it with machine-gun nests. Attacking and beating off counter at- tacks, the Marines fought their way into the forest, while the French gained the heights of Torey and Bussiéres. German machine guns, echeloned behind one an- other, and their artillery made it a bloody job; and if we made a mistake it was in the recklessness of our attack. The Ma- rines took the machine-gun nests by hand and bayoneted the boche out rather than wait for the slower method of sifting in be- hind. But if they paid heavily, it was one more proof of the drive of the American Army—that it could stand the gaff. ‘ § (ht ite Let, “aa pS MOR oe EVENING POST With the Marines in the railroad station of Bouresches and on the summit of Hill 181 in Belleau Wood, the Regular Brigade attacked farther south and got a line abreast of Belleau Wood on the slopes of Hill 204, dominating Ch&ateau-Thierry. The night of the seventh and eighth the enemy counter-attacked furiously and failed. Dingdonging ahead in a rain of shell, gas and machine-gun fire like wind- driven sleet, the Marines had all but the northern edge of the wood on June eleventh. On June fifteenth, after throwing back two successive counter attacks in force, the Marines were exhausted. The French had no troops to take their place, so the Seventh Infantry was borrowed from our Third Division. For six days they fought off the German until the Marines returned, and on June twenty-fifth threw the boche out of the last corner of the wood. During this time Von Hutier, in an effort to widen the narrow pocket driven so far into the Allied lines at Chateau-Thierry, had attacked June ninth toward Compiégne in a general action and had been stopped short by the French, the first failure of a German offensive in 1918 and correspond- ingly heartening to the French morale. On July first the Regular Brigade of the Second Division returned to the attack and by a very skillful piece of work, backed up by our own and French artillery, took the strongly held village of Vaux. The enemy counter-attacked quickly and our artillery dropped a barrage behind them, cutting off and capturing two companies of shock troops. That answer silenced them until the next day, when they failed again. On June twenty-first the First Army Corps had been ordered to La Ferté-sous- Jouarre, between Chateau-Thierry and Paris, with instructions to establish proper relations with General Degoutte’s French army and familiarize ourselves with condi- tions in that sector in preparation for taking over a command there soon. On re- porting to Degoutte I was instructed by him to work for the present with General Le- brun, commanding the Third French Corps, in which the Second Division was serving. Celebrating the Fourth At his headquarters at Trilport every morning, General Degoutte held a confer- ence of his corps commanders, Generals Mondesir, Massenet, Lebrun and Philipot, their chiefs of staff and other officers. I had as interpreter a French staff major. After the daily meetings I spent my time study- ing the lines, which lay a mile apart except at Vaux, and the surrounding country. These continued until July Fourth, when, with ceremony and a formal luncheon, the sector commanded by Le- brun’s Third French Corps was turned over to the tactical command of the First Amer- ican Army Corps. The troops then as- signed to my corps were General Bundy’s Second Division and General Schmidt's One Hundred and Sixty-seventh French division. It was the first time French troops had served under American tactical command since the American Revolution, and the beginning of the first tactical op- meetings eration of an American army corps since The corps grew to nearly the the Civil War. the size of a French army before Chateau-Thierry fight was done. Sie ee “Z “ey, May 7, 1927 On this same July Fourth, the Thirty third American Division played a small but interesting rdle in a small but interesting battle in the north. I know of it only by hearsay. The British planned the operation to clear the Villers-Bretonneux plateau and take Hamel as a preliminary to a major drive to shake the German coils loose from Amiens. The task was given to the Aus- tralian Corps, with which the Thirty-third was training in the line. The attack was led by sixty of the newest type of British tanks In the past the tanks had suffered much from direct hits from German field guns, but this time they were protected by a barrage. They set a new mark in tank efficiency this day and made the infant work easy. According to Major General Sir Frederick Maurice in his Last Months of the War—and I have heard it elsewhere—the Illinois National Guards- men were preparing to the Australians in the fight when orders came at the last moment forbidding their partici- pation, their battle training not having been finished. “Nevertheless,” Maurice, “four companies went over with the Australians, said of them that the Americans were good lads, but too rough.”’ rvs Four eagerly join says General who are reported to have The Suave General Schmidt The First Corps held the Paris road to the immediate west Chateau-Thierry, but for the time being the Front was quiet, while the enemy prepared for the next blow and Foch waited cannily. Our staff had working June twer ty-second with the corresponding heads of the French staffs with whom we were associated, but we continued to give every spare moment to getting better acquainted; you can’t ol since been know too well the man you are fighting beside. I had with me a cook I was willing to compare with the best cordon-bleu chef of France, a Greek candy merchant from Seattle who had been cook of the head quarters company of the Forty-first Di- vision, and I entertained General Degoutte and his corps commanders and often as possible to that end staffs as My head- quarters was a pleasant chateau, the coun- try home of a Pa s man, and it permitted a hospitality not prac tical in war. The owner traveled up from Paris several times to inspect it and com plimented us on the care we gave it. I have had several letters from him since the war As always, we found the French comrades and good soldiers. I had won- dered mildly how a French division com- mander might accept the tactical command of an American corps commander, but Gen- ris busine always good eral Schmidt was as easy as a fellow Amer ican to work with. He told me, in fact, that he preferred to serve under American com- commanders m with petty mand; that his own corps were too inclined to annoy hi details. The French, as has been remarked, are a suave race The new German attack was about to break and the Kaiser was on his way to the Chateau-Thierry front in preparation for a gala luncheon at the Hotel Majestic, Paris, for which place cards are said to have been already written—with the date left blank. Editor's Note—This is the second of a series of articles by General Liggett and Mr The third will appear in an early issue iy he od € ed

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Street, Johr And as luck would t, the last bird who'd had it had leit me of his pictures hanging on the walls. er sness, I guess. Or maybe it $ spi ‘hey were pretty modern.” Oh,’ commented John, ‘‘so you’re go- Well, life in art easier ng to be a modern portrait painter? hat ought to make your for you.” ‘I also have a bundle of new paintbrushes, lots of oil paint—it comes in tubes, John—-a palette and an easel.” ‘‘Have you got a smock?” asked John olicitously. “‘Or are you going to wear velvet like the boys in La Vie de Bohéme? I certainly would like to see you in velvet, George ‘I wish you wouldn’t try to be funny, John. In the first place, I told you I was t means I'll paint in civilian’s in the second place, this is the st important thing I’ve What has my life Eh? It’s . lite, P volity and whole modern. TI lothes And 1Ost serious, the me in my life n till now, John? done in I ask you! been a barren round of fri ted John. wassall. wa iil,’ i ve But going to say g to do his a , innin your life will be ‘Now,” said John, bey aily dozen, ‘‘now One, two! One, two!— will bea glorious round of | paint, turpentine and insanity. And in he end you'll get your fool heart broke n. You'll be discovered and chagrined. I have a feeling that you're going to be atally chagrined, George. And three, four-—-and in the end you may get n invitation to Miss Lz vhen she marries- as the man of Mrs. ine, two, three, four!”’ ‘You don’t understand,” said You’re a good egg, John. But you just on’t understand. Good-by, John. Prob tbly won’t see much of you for the next of weeks. Miss Landseer’s coming first sitting tomorrow morning at one, two, indseer’s wedding, she’s bound to do Pendexter’s choice. George. 0 iple or her “One, two-—one, two!”’ puffed John. And don’t say I didn’t warn you.” But George Fielding laughed, which only the , voes to show |} ow light and joyous is young man in love. eart ota aI ye if. art dealer who had sold him his ma- terials had taught George how to stretch anvas. The blank brownish-gray rec- tangle that was semehow to become a por- trait of Miss Landseer now inclined on the On a near-by table were ? } t ; isel before him. many paint, an assortment of brushe ticks of charcoal, a small vottle ine, a wad of cheesecloth 1a iine clear any palette. T+ a bright April morn- north light, falling mnventional rough the skylight of George’s newly ited st yin West Eleventh Street, was Tuse ther coldly over the canvas on the easel, accentuating its blankness. How ink, oh, Lord! How unutterably blank it ’ For a moment George trembled. Then e glanced at the pictures of his predecessor yt still hung on the walls. There was allied The Dancers that looked like ir balloons doing a problem in higher ymetry. ‘“‘Well, anyway,” he re- ‘7 ecte ef { aint worse than nat \r t ‘ faint heart never Jut att t ol t ert me a KnOoO¢ tt i¢ tle nN t na ¢ ened There od ithed i + ‘ } ‘ r stume ¢ rte | € é t a short, ( en 4 1 t . ) af liss | ‘ n So i've re ( \ \ IY THE SATURDAY EVENING POST PORTRAIT OF Al LADY IN SILVER (Continued from Page 17 “Oh, yes, yes! But just the same, I’ve a feeling that it’s rather a miracle.” ‘I had to bring Louise. My aunt in- sisted. I hope you don’t mind. Louise is a darling. She used to be my governess. You don’t mind, do you, Mr. Fielding?” ‘Not at all, not at all,’’ George assured her, with as much heartiness as he could muster. ‘‘Let me take your things.” “‘Louise,’”” murmured Joan impersonally, as he helped her off with her coat, ‘“‘speaks nothing but French.” “Ah!” said George. And then his sense of the miraculous renewed and increased, for there emerged from beneath his hands the lady in silver whom he first had fallen in love with at the opera. Walking a few steps away from him, Joan turned, smiling, her blue eyes fixed on his, her lips slightly parted, her bare shoul- her throat and slender arms shining with a luminous pallor. She was young; even younger than he had imagined her to be. Andin every line of her slim body there was a charming consciousness of her youth, of her right to life and loveliness. “Oh, beautiful!” blurted out George, and was seized by such an overwhelming humil- ity, such a sense of his own deception, that he almost confessed his secret then and there. But the next moment he remem- bered why he had invented this deception. He reflected that there were hundreds and hundreds of others who also appreciated the beauty of Miss Landseer. That stiff-backed Preston Heath, for instance. How else could he, George Fielding, who was merely a personable young man with fifteen thou- sand a year, hope to see his lady alone, to talk to her, and perhaps, if his luck held, to impress upon her consciousness the fact that he adored her? He pulled himself together, gazed stead- ily at Joan and said in a cool, brisk tone, which he prayed would sound professional, ‘Now, Miss Landseer, shall we begin?” Joan nodded and immediately mounted the model stand, on which she sat in a plain wooden chair. The phlegmatic Louise came and arranged her draperies; then retired to a far corner of the studio, where the good soul promptly, to George’s indescribable satisfaction, went to sleep. “You'll tell me how you want me to asked Joan, with charming defer- Was ders, pose?”’ ence. “Oh, yes, certainly,” said George. “Oh—er—I think you're just about right as you are.”’ “What shall I do with Funny about hands, isn’t it? know quite what to do “Ah!” exclaimed George, feeling that he had not been entirely professional about her hands. ‘‘Let me see.’ And rushing over to the model stand, he took one of her hands in his, lifted it tenderly, and with an air of profound deliberation replaced it in her lap. “There!” he said. ‘‘ And if you'll kindly look right at the cam—I mean, at me ws “‘Like this?” ‘“*Splendid!’’ he enthused. ‘‘ Absolutely perfect!’’ And crying, “‘Hold it!” he dashed back to the easel, picked up a piece of charcoal and advanced to the attack. He had seen artists in plays do just this sort of thing. Somehow he understood the my hands? You never pose, the proper gesture. At least, he thought he understood the gesture. You held the charcoal at arm’s length and made quick stabs at the composition before you. But as yet there was no composition. Well, by gad, there very shortly would be! He glanced at Joan's dark head, swung recklessly at the canvas and was delighted to see that he had landed. A curved line appeared. Then another curved line. Then a third line, connecting the first two and representing progress. By heavens, it be- gan to look like a head! He was getting on much better than he had expected. *‘Are you tired?’ he asked solicitously. ‘Tired? But you've only just started!” “That's so,’ said George, rather de- pressed by the thought. He had a tendency, he soon found, to lose the fine freedom of gesture with which he had begun, to become cramped and finicky. He crowded the easel. He clinched with his art, squeezing the charcoal till his fingers ached. Well, perhaps he had better do a little painting for a change. He took up his nice clean palette, hooked it over his thumb, and selecting such paint tubes as seemed inter- esting, pinched out upon the palette vari- ous gobs of color, the very sight of which filled him with a new enthusiasm. Seizing a brush at random, he once more waded into his art. “You fast, don’t you?” queried Joan, with, it seemed to him, a genuine ad- miration. “Oh, yes, very. I don't believe in wast- ing time. You see, life is so short, and there’s such a general lack of opportunity forthe —uh — the really worthwhile things.” “But what are the really worthwhile things? That's what I’ve never been able to decide,”’ He stopped painting and looked at her. ‘**Don't you know?” he demanded. “No, I'm afraid I don’t. When I was young, and lived in Paris, I thought I did. I thought then that there was only one thing that really mattered.” “Ah, of course,”’ said George, taking a step toward her. ‘You mean “T mean money,” said Joan simply. ‘Oh, money!” “Yes. You see, we hadn't any. did you think I meant?” “Oh, 1-uh—I thought that probably you meant That is, I had an idea that most young girls dreamed of “ie of love?”’ “Well, yes. Especially in Paris,” George wittily. Joan laughed. But the next instant, for no appreciable reason, she sighed. ‘“‘I dare say they do,” she admitted, with a kind of reluctance. ‘But if they're poor, they dream of love in connection with a large bank account.” ‘‘How large?’’ inquired George, taking another step away from the easel. Her smile was rather vague. “Oh, I don’t know. When I was six- teen I could have done with a million, but now i “‘Now?”’ ‘*“Well, you see, my aunt work What said Mrs. Pendex- ter —says that a million isn’t distinguished. It used to be, but it isn’t any more. And she has such decided views on distinc- tion ‘**Miss Landseer!”’ “Tel **Do you may I ask whether you agree with Mrs. Pendexter?”’ ‘* Aunt Madelaine is a wise woman. She’s wise and she’s good. She’s been awfully good to me. And--oh, I do admire her! But there are times when I feel that I’ve really no one to talk to. I mean, no real friend of my own. Because, you see, | don’t know anyone in New York except the people I’ve met through Aunt Madelaine.” “You know me,” said George. He was standing, by this time, at the foot of the model stand. Art was forgotten, practically abandoned for the moment. Life was the thing; and life, just now, throbbed with a sudden pulse, a sudden beauty that art could never hope to attain. ‘““Yes,’’ answered the girl in silver slowly, ‘I do know you. It’s rather strange, but I feel that I know you better than any of the other men I've met. I suppose it’s because you're an artist.” “Only that?” “Well, of course, I like you. I liked you the first time I danced with you. But if you weren't an artist I wouldn’t be here now, would I? And then we'd never be able to talk or to know each other any better.” May 7,1927 George was torn by conflicting emo tions. ‘‘ Miss Landseer,”’ he began —‘* Miss Landseer, I “Oh, you may as well call me Joan,” she said abruptly. “Joan!” “And you're George, aren't you? ‘I am!” he cried. ‘At least I always have been But what a difference it makes!"’. He thought suddenly of the sleeping gargoyle and lowered his voice. “I’ve hoped all along," he said, “that we might become friends.” “You see,’’ murmured Joan, ‘“‘when I got up this morning I decided that it would bea lovely day to make friends with someone. | mean, someone whom Aunt Madelains didn’t know all about, and whom perhaps she didn’t quite approve of.” “Doesn’t Aunt Mad—uh dexter approve of me?” “Oh, she approves of you personally. Mr. Desborough gave you a wonderful character, you know.” “Nice of him,’’ commented George. “But professionally Well, that’s a different matter. Aunt Madelaine doesn’t visualize artists. She has a notion, I think, that they’re never quite perceptible till they're dead.” ““And how do you feel about them?” “Oh,” answered Joan, “‘ I've always liked artists. I knew a great many of them when I was growing up in Paris Why, what’s the matter, Mr.--I mean George?”’ ‘Nothing. Mrs. Pen- Nothing at all. Uh—I was just thinking that I'd better be getting back to my work.” “Yes, so you had. But I’ve had a nice rest. Let’s see—did I have my hand like this, or like this?”’ “You had it,” said George, once more taking her hand in his, “‘like this.”’ “Oh, yes. I doso want you to get a good thing of me.” “Thanks, Joan. I —I'll do my best.” “Because if you got a really marvelous thing of me, perhaps Aunt Madelaine might feel a little different toward artists in general.”’ George walked back to the easel. He looked at the canvas, gave a slight start, looked at it again, and then smiled fixedly at Joan. “T find,” he said, smiling fixedly, “‘that I’ve worked even faster than I'd thought I was working. In fact, I’ve accomplished about all that I—-uh--that an artist could hope to accomplish at one sitting.” ‘*Have you really? But I can give you another half hour.” “Then let’s talk,” he suggested casually. ‘I always believe in talking to my sub- jects -er—I mean, the people I’m paint- ing. You see, it gives me an insight into their characters.”’ ‘“*Good heavens!”’ said Joan. Wouldn't it be found I hadn’t any character?”’ ‘Not at all, not at all,” replied George with gusto. Then, feeling that perhaps he had not said quite the right thing, he added, ‘‘That is, I’m sure you must have a very decided one.” She shook her dark head pensively. ‘I don’t know. I’m afraid I’m a good deal like poor papa. Papa hadn't the slightest trace of a character. He just did what he wanted to, and died happy “Happy?” “Yes, he was really quite gay up to the very last minute. The darling! I simply adored him.” Then suddenly George saw that thers were tears in her eyes. She continued to look straight at him, but her eyes were curiously shining; they were a brilliant, luminous blue. And when George saw how blue they were, and how bravely she looked at him, he went toward her impulsively and took her hand in “Joan,” he ‘please know — please believe that I your friend. I want to be “But sup- pose awful if you his. said, am I'y e alw ay Continued on Page 157

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST More than a new tread design- & 3 2 has brought mileage records to Silvertown Balloons ! The outstanding success of the Silver- tread. Its tread is heaviest in the town Balloon ‘Tread is now a matter center. of record. In all our tests we have never found its equal. No tire has matched the performance of this great- est of all Silvertowns. The low pressure tire, which car- ries less air, rides on the shoulders of the tread—and the center must compress without pushing the sur- Back of this success is center-hext- rounding rubber out of shape. bility—a principle so necessary, and Flexible center! Powerful shoulders! vial simple, that anyone can under- ‘These are the two demands of suc- stand it in an instant. cessful balloon tire construction. It is based on the difference be- And these are the principles which sure tires. ment, in Silvertowns. The hi h pressure tire hard and THe B. F. Gooprich RuBBER COMPANY g , Established 1870 Akron, Ohio rounded, rides on the center of the In Canada: Canadian Goodrich Company, Kitchener, Ontario

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Continued from Page 152 e opera that ? ont Ye whispered Joan, gazing NI nr But be peak a n the argoyle snored It was rather a pointed snore George dropped Joan’s hand and stepped back, away from the mode t She rose with a little lly must be going. I suppose vo don’t want to show me what you ve cone { 3; morning “Oh, no,”’ re plied George ha I I’d much rather not, if you don’t n Joan nodded, smiling “T underst Most artists feel that wa hout the NO 1 -ul I’d rather you didn’t see it t hinisned () well, of course t a ou Ilow many sittings do you think it l take?” George was shoving the easel bac} against the wall. He stopped and appeared to reflect. As a matter of fact, he was wor ‘ ne ow mar ttings wo ound rea ( é | i he told he fir eae epee ; Ont” . or eight at least.”’ Well, U'll come as often as I can. I’m rather busy, you know. Aunt Madelaine es sO many engagements for me.” ‘Perhaps you'll come, one day, in the afternoo say, day after tomorrow? Then ve can have tea. I’ve a sort of kitchenette That would be fun!”’ she said; then, to the yaryovle: “Eh bien, Louise. 7 part! Deépéche-toi!”’ ‘Voila, voila, ma petite! Je dors, mais je l! day after tomorrow,” said George, as he shook hands with Joan. ‘If | ecan,”’ she answered, and gave look, a smile, and was gone down the He closed the door, walked over to the easel, pulled it out and stared at his hand Then he glanced at the picture on the wall the one of the four balloons doing a problem in higher trigonometry. “I car paint worse than that!” groaned George He was appalled, but for some reason he was not depressed. In fact, as he started to ean his paint brushes, he burst into song Which only goes to prove how volatile and heedless is the heart of a young man in love. imi H°?* EVER, as the days went by, and Joan returned for more sittings, the awful knowledge of his deception began to on him. It bit into his consciousness and corroded his happiness; for he wa very happy, was George, in spite of every thing. He had seen Joan frequently He had had tea with her in his studio. TI had become firm friends gut what the deuce was he going to do when the time ame, as soon it must, to snow her the po trait? He had abandoned the first canvas and started another. Then h that for a third. But each attempt wa vorse than the one preceding it. Somehow had abandoned he did not seem to improve in his art. And what was to be done about it he lidn’t know He decided to go and consult his friend Johr Desborougl Arriving at the latter apartment early one evening, he found John in the process of dressing for dinne ‘] thought so,” said Desborough, look ing pityingly at George “*T thought yo id be dropping in about now for a little advice and sympathy. Well, you don’t get it, savvy” Have a drink instead.’ **No, thanks,” said George “I’m not lrinking.”’ ‘Then go on and suffer! ‘But I'm not suffering! I’m just wor- ried, that’s all Because, you see, I told Joan that tomorrow would be the last sit ting, and I well, I’ve got nothi to show her | ve got less than nothing to show ner THE SATURDAY EVENING POST you're complaining about the Scotcl sensitive about the Scotcl “There’s only one thing to be done,’ cided George, sudden] that’s to confess the whole thing.’’ “Joan will understand “And what about the | George looked at h nk I will have a drink, able to credit this Besides I want to talk to yo talk to you, George “Why, Joan? What is it? You're tren , and your hands are cold.” Let’s start right ir Oh, never mind the to contess to her Now | the whole silly story!” He didn’t know where to be ious tohim! Her eyes were so blu queer, almost prim little smile Why he had cheser latest and most awf ‘ the ‘ It , ag ' oO | | 7 ome ’ ‘ | I’ ‘ I Aunt M dine \ I ‘ ‘ +} , tot Cry ‘ + Phere " the ‘ enon P Led over t td , ‘ ree oe ty lo her. and whan he tes SLM er hand she did not wit raw it. But he had, neverthele . a curious sense of d tance between them He felt that she was . ing nim, escaping nin t wigan Selon” FASTENER It's this: Aunt Madelaine is planning aay aiter tomorrow to announce n é gageme ay re Heath.’ Means lo Preston Heatl You mean that e | if you ay after tomorrow! sut you Vy a > @? j you bayatertomorron! But vos ACCESSIDINITY © Why can't 12" CNY article equipped PM secre! yen i: thewush ane eu.” te viththe HOOKLESS was staring at her in an agony of bewilder Fastener is easy to open { 10 5 . ] Joar Or close, SO its use ON garment b AGS But I don’t hate him. Ile’s really aw oreatel accessIDIlity, fully nice. In fact, 1 like him —quite a lot i | ‘ nape And Aunt Madelaine sa t's the right I tus Quick, SCC Ure thing to do fastening. It isn't the 1 t thing! ed Ge ‘ now fully aroused It's the wrong thing This is but another ex- ] + ] ] + ] } + ample of the adaptability ot 1 , T ‘Youdo! You've already said you don’t the HOOKLESS Fastener to love him a wide variety of products *But how mucn nas it © t to do witl marriage? Answer me that, George. Tell If you have ever us¢ d >the truth. What differe ll it mi: ] . of rondapendanieg ehaggerniranly- — an article fitted with the ten years from now, whether I loved my husband when I married him or whether I HOOKLESS Fastener, you didn’t?” know why it is so unive ** Joan, listen to me. It does make a dif ] ry sally popular it ALWAYS ference, and I’m not talki: sentimental * : nonsense when I say that I'm talking WVORKS, 1s 1 xible, durabl from something inside me mething that ind absolute rustproot nows What love $5 and that wont be robbed of that knowledge by all the Aunt [| e HOOKLI tr ce Madelaines in tl world Dar ‘ ou ] } { know it’s true! You 1-1 love you! mark on t pull ldentinies Oh, Joa it i thi OT | slide No, no, please! No, you're not to put fastener. your arm around me h me t 1 because now it’s your turn to list me! All right ne said, fet awkward and humbk 4 ght n HOOKLESS FASTENER COMPANY Meadville Pennsylvania j \ t. . \ 4 V were | , A 5 2 \\ M ‘ } aid has bee a4 y | j wy tained — r . { j one to depe ( t = was e walking along the « ‘ F . pice I used to drean Nn sie Sg 9 ng Bee's HOOKLESS

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Continued from Page 157 pe was to thir a ome dia im

ou are, George gol to Sa) ne irted ou Sp t I’m not exa pau ] t ( ne ol Iteer Ul yUS . ” i ind | Oh, George, George! Are vout y to e advantage of my weakness \re you to tempt me with a miserable Leer isand when I might have millior MOLISE foolish boy! Don't you know it it is that you must tempt me with, 1 r to tempt me at all But I've already told you that I love ilmos yuted, from the depths MIUSs!O \ ( Oo vou have But what ist e that you offer me? What is it, George t ist a kind ol mpora t ty? se that’s what I see our eyes at You're torturing me,’ he exclaimed You're deliberately ‘ Or is it something that I can count on? mething that I can cling to and believe in n fe long? In other words, are you a ependable sort of person, George? You I know so little about you, really ” She yoking at him now with a calm, re- te scrutiny that was almost impersonal Forgive me for questioning you. I know rrid of me. But are you to be isted? Are you, in plain words, an honest , George Joan, I He paused, not to temporize with the t for th ssity for the confession that he must t llect his wits for the task ixe Hut to co re was so little to be said, really, that he must say it well: “Joan, I'm a fool

in, | am an honest man, but I've de- t ] OU iwboeut the po trait Ihe | yr s all blue I wet. I'm not ar Sut I love 1. I did it because And then, before any of these phi eS uuld take form on his lips, the door of t idio opened and the gargoyle appea ng. Her face was red. Evidently she id climbed the stairs in a hurr | said Louise Toa I iseer ned (re re { mething under his breath and they bot} IS¢ The good Louise did not speak h. but her mere presence 1 ie . Oo Impo ni¢ Tomorrow mu d Ge r- ely pressing Joa hand Tom X rning at elever And please, can't I se uu —this last time-alone? An hour -1 vant one hour—with you alone. Will you int me that?’’ She nodded. ‘You omise?’’ he demanded

I promise.” - ‘You darling!”’ wl red George, and ilking over to the stood with his

easel k to the room till he heard the door ise. Then he sat down in a chair, took hi

ids and began, deliberately

1 with a perverse enjoyment, to suffer ater he went to his club, where he suffered en more frightfully. And that night, ir s apartment on the upper West Side yn, wh

* mourned George, ‘was I bor: ve West ne sullered till sleep over

ime him When he woke up the ne» he was surprised to find that he slept rather later than usual. It was )ociock, and he was to meet Joa e studio at eleven. He rose, breakfasted aressed with great are He eve tied = the refrain of ne f the ove songs. At ten minutes to elever rived at the studio in West Elevent! eet To his surprise he found the door ion entering the room he saw, to ter surprise, his friend John Des gh lying supine on the couch against ir ! UI hello, George! That you? I was ost asleep Been waiting for ve eorge.”” The im} e roused itself ' ' i er i me a ( I t t haunt the pe ea or ‘ Peary ed mar | at the deuce are vu doing he Hiow ou get ir ‘ Yo indlady let me Ge é I ( ‘ Listen, I've to have yo Je te t Ci I nt ta t J A rf ere at « en, and I've got to see he ter C,eoree I ‘ yrrve i the A re just to consult you about r t riry i Vell, what is it? Make it snappy, w John? It’s this,” said John solemnly, and ed out of his poc Ket various samples ol oth; small squares of material represent ny every know n color ar d ae vr "rT f ne as come,” said John, “‘for me to make my annual selection of summer shirt ‘Shirtings!”’ cried George “ Shirtings Are you, by any chance, trying to kid me, ‘My dear boy, I never was more serious n my ile Summer shirtings, to me, are tal as pajamas. And you know how I am

about pajamas, George Now what do you think about this particula lue shirting?’ ‘Blue! I hate | ia the love « Pete fol ind take the alr, be here any minute. I've got to explain about that portrait. I've got to explain about everything. This is the most important morning of my life, and you—you talk to me about blue t ! But, George ‘Get out, will you? Get out before I 2 Creorge stopped short, listening There vas a sound in the hall —a sound of foot- eps, of creaking floor boards and of heavy

breathing. Then a feminine voice—a voice

at to George had a certain doomsday

iality—uttered = sharply “Heavens! Those tairs! What a periectly heather The is Georce tate iutomati- tow the doc tot — ‘ ( j : ! ist ‘ Be i her came Joan, a vehind Oo ume — Preston Hea it i ed 1 DAC KE ithing almost normally, Mr. Heat! too eaning on! tie n the om Ng il y ae ive mile apparent nae I neat blond mustache ‘Well, Mr. Fielding,”’ he said, after a suitable pause, ‘““we’ve come, at Joan's ir vitation, to have a loo at tne portrait At Joan’s invitation! George’s head was whirling He couldn't believe that Joan would so betray him But, of course, Joar didn't know whi

ation, it would had n ed him a ] ope you'l ting ,u t ow Il! 1d\ ex And plea e, ma) I have a chair?” But it was John who placed the chair er Mrs. Pendexter’s slightly sagging 1 { ‘Oh,” exclaimed that lady, with a grate il sigh, “‘is it you, Mr. Desboroug! So glad to see someone I know. Have you me [0 the unveiling Oo A teve ts i i too And please, mavn't we get or th it, Mr. Fielding? I've an engagement at I na ¢ er’s it ist Nall a hou and But you dot talking, Presto It ~) ratner bD vor ] T t to tal a i alte those stairs George ha ly eard what sne was ng He was lool Ing at Joan. who stood ir the center of the roon taring at the floc as though fascinated by its scuffed and dingy parquet patterr ‘Joan!”’ he cried suddenly ‘Joar Preston Heath stepped forward Wel Mr Fielding,” he demanded, with a certalr insistence aren t you going to ow us the portrait

THE SATURDAY EVENING

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Continued from Page 159 think, Mr. Heath. I have still a little more work to do on the-—-on the hand You wouldn't at, Mr. Heath, be cause you apparently haven’t the artist eye, but—well, Joan has promised me ar other hour this morning, and if you don’t mind ” He was smiling pleasantly now. Heturned to Joan’s Aunt Madelaine, smiling most pleasantly. ‘‘ Mrs. Pendexter, I hope you won’t think me rude not to in- vite you to stay for the sitting.”’ Ther turning to his good friend Desborough, he concluded, with that quiet ferocity which is o often a characteristic of the artist, ‘Get out, Johr , a “Oh, yes " eried Johr blinking his eyes first at Preston Heath and then at Mrs Pendexter a te yes, we must!” And as he urged them both to the door, he added, Temperament, you know.” ‘Good heavens!’’ murmured Mrs. Pen- dexter. ‘Is that how it affects people ’ He looked quite violent, really!” “IT think,’’ announced Preston Heath, “that I'll wait outside from the doorway, here. in the hall.” Joan's eyes flashed as she turned toward him. ‘If you do, Preston, I'll never speak to you again!” “Oh, come along, Heath,”’ advised Des- borough, taking his arm. “I'll show you some samples of the latest summer shirt- ngs. I’ve got em here—right here—in my Shirtings?”’ repeated Preston Heath uely. ‘“‘Ah, indeed! Shirtings!” he door closed with a bang. John Des- ough had closed it with a backward kick of his friendly foot Ce orge looked at the girl who stood fac- ng him; the dark-haired, blue-eyed girl ness, there on the easel, repeated ness like an echo ‘Joan,”’ he asked, with the gesture of a man groping his way through a thick fog, who painted that? Tell me quickly! Who painted it?” But Joan did not tell him quickly. She stood looking at him with a curious ap- praising detachment. There was an enig- matical smile on her lips. F ‘When I lived in Paris— when we were so iwfully poor—I used to make money copy- ng pictures in the Louvre. You see, my father was an artist.” “You! You did it yourself?” It wasn’t much of a job—the portrait, I mean. Mr. Desborough helped me. He et me work in his apartment. And this inally she said, - 7 THE SATURDAY morning he brought it down for me and pu . 9 t up on tne easel But, Joan, how did you happen to mean, how did you know ; That you were a fraud, Ge orge? I knew the very first day At least, I suspected ou. Then I asked Mr. Desborough and he told me the truth.’ John told you?”’ Yes; why not? It was for your ow good Because, of course, I knew tl Aunt Madelaine would want to see the por trait when it was finished, and so I ‘And so you painted my face! But why did you, Joar She came toward him, put her hands or } houlders and looked into his eves Do you want to marry me, George?” ‘Do I want to!” ‘No, wait! You're not to kiss me ist yet You asked me a question and I'm yo ng to answer it. You see, I’ve wanted to marry you almost from the beginning. You didn’t know that, did you? How timid you ‘ ' were ore were, George ‘Joan! Joan, darling!”’ ‘But I couldn’t let myself go. I didn’t dare decide to marry you t ll I was quite sure that I could trust you. No, not till I was quite, quite sure Because I've got to make a success of my marriage. I’ve got o! Otherwise I'll never be able to face Aunt Madelaine ‘But I don’t see,”’ proteste d George ina roseate daze —‘‘I don’t see why you should be so sure of me nou I mean, of course, you can trust me! But after all, I did de- ceive you about the portrait.” “You tried to, George,”’ answered Joan, smiling clearly up at him. ‘But you didn’t succeed. And something tells me that the most dependable sort of husband on earth is the husband who knows it’s impossible to deceive his wife.”’ “*You’re wrong,”’ retorted George, with spirit. ‘‘The most dependable sort of hus- band on earth is the husband whose wife is the most beautiful woman on earth. And that means you, my darling!” “But you may not always think so Some day you may forget that you thought me beautiful when you married me.”’ ‘“‘Nonsense!”’ he cried, drawing her close to him look at this portrait hand toward the easel And anyway, if I do, I’ve only to And he waved his ? “Yes,” sighed Joan, nestling contentedly in his arms, ‘‘that’s one reason why I painted it And—you can kiss me now, George, if you really want to.’ EVENING POST y “OU R daily weight registers the state of a \) your health—such 1s the verdict of the ay ) medical profession. Weighing daily is play- Px? q ing safe! A Health-O-Meter automatic bath- - ub ‘ room scale will do far more than merely ( ) satisfy your curiosity as to your weight. It e. yi can be an invaluable health-aid to every member of your family. 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A-B-A¢ theques are the official trav- elers cheques of the American Bank- ers Association. They are the only certified travel cheques enjoying world-wide acceptance, Yet they cost no more than ordinary travel funds. Ask your bank for A-B-A certified ( heques and vet vour Copy of Mr. Franck’s invaluable book. Better Than Gold AMERICAN Bankers Trust Company Bankers An Amerecan BANKE RS ASSOCIATION London and Parix as Manager of AsBeA Cheque- EVENING POST WELL? HERE COMES SIXTY § Continued from Page 15 lay down a few basic tenets and leave each person to work out his personal application of them Thus we come to the important phase of this discussion, which is the food require- ments and practices of most persons of the age of sixty. The first precept of the creed for the Don’t much. That is a plain and simple statement and it sixtiers is: eat so means exactly what it says. Crt down the chow. Reduce the quantity of your food intalce. Instead of eating urtil you are 100 per cent full, eat until you are only 75 per cent full, and then ect that to 50 per cent as you get accustomed to the din.in- Presently you will find tet the 50 per cent of your former intake is t 100 per cent of your present requirements and you will be on the way to happier days. It is a pathological axiom that the Amer- ican eats too much—the average American, I mean—regardless of what he eats. Ve are Many of our gorgers themselves by talking a light breakfast or a light luncheon and boast that they are temperate in their feeding. Given the light breakfast or the light luncheon, how about » ishing raticns. feeders. fool the two other meals? Think those over. Not one per cent of these light breakfaster or light lunchers who doesn’t pack into him- self at his two full meals more food than he took before he adopted the light break- fast or the light lunchcon plan. We, as hu- man beings, spend most of our time fooling ourselves, and there is no phase of that uni- versal occupation where we are more expert than in this food business. Nor any phase of our lives wherein we are so stubborn, so slow to grasp essentials, so wedded to convention and custom, so reluctant to ad mit that the advance of knowledge, th« result of experiment, the determinations of biology and the general findings of science may have virtue. We accept discoveries in other fields and i them. We grab at 3 in every science save the science of food. We are avid over the r: take every step forward with the sci new thing dio, for exampl>, and ho are delving into the mysteries of the ir; but let a scientist, v years in a biological laboratory, say that nis experiments a ho has workeée for have shown that certain proportions of carbohydrates, proteins and fats should be observed in the of meals and we shout that it is all tosh and that we must have our food as our fathers had it before us. We must have And we get it. Also, we get our fat paunches, our multiple chins, congested colons, our poisonous gases and preparation our food! our creaky knees, our acids, our appendicitis, our hardened ar- high blood broken-down kidneys, our engorged livers, our impaired hearts, and so on to a cata- logue of infirmities that is almost inter- minable. teries, our pressures, our Theory and Practice It is pathetic, this food complex. They must have this and they cannot get along without that. Not that they ever have tried, of course. Far be it from these eaters to investigate a little and see for themselves if possibly there isn’t something in all this food talk that has come up lately. We are fundamentalists in food, most of us. We believe that we must have meat and pota- toes and bread and pie lest we perish. We cheerfully admit that a skilled electrician knows more about electricity than we do, that a skilled surgeon knows more about anatomy than we do, that a trained econo- mist knows more about economics than we do, that a scientific specialist knows more about his specialty than we do—save as to food. With food we are deep wells of wis- dom ourselves. Professor Einstein comes along with his theory of relativity, which we do not un- derstand. But we accept it on his terms and think he biolo IS a great man some gist, Who has given as much study to hi practical subject as Einstein has to his theo retical subject, announces that certain vita mines are necessary to a well-balanced ra tion and we rise up and give him the coarst hoot. The villain is trying to deprive us of our meat and potatoes and bre Neverthe] 3, lating to food that are deserving of consid ad and pic there are certain facts re eration, and particul: deserving of the : g consideration of the y-year-old. | ivi no intention of going into the science o 1o00ds, Save In a general way I think the a lot of hokum about this food busines I think that many a food expert so ob sessed by his own theories that he | no attention to the useful and rational fact What I want to say is this: If the average itizen of sixty—or fifty, either, for that matter, or any other age, but particula f about sixty, because that is my ind vid- ual plane—will assimilate and practice the following few and simple food facts, that person will feel bette r, be better, live longer to himself and others than he doe be of more account and have more fun out of life and that regard to the now goes as it lays, without present whether good, bad or indiffe of said citi rent. condition zen, Eat, Drink and be Sorry First: Cut down the amount of your food. Don’t eat so much. Eat like and what agrees with you, but dimin ish the intake. what you Do this gradually, until you } are taking not more than 60 per cent of your former amount 50 per cent is better Do not do this at a jump. Do it gradually Get yourself accustomed to this decreased supp Eat meat only once a day. Fat much less bread, particularly hot b uch stuff. Be careful about mixing t and starches. Take plenty of fruit of all t inds, but eat it by itself as often as Cut down on the butter and cream and ‘ rich gravies and oily salad dressings. Cut down on everything If you are accu tomed toa £ lice of beef, take only three quarters of a slice, and then half a slice And eat lean meat, not fat meat, ar meat more than once a day 1d never Second: Eat a green salad twice a da for luncheon and for dinner —lettuce, wate cress, romaine, escarole, chicory, celer shredded cabbage, which is one of the ver best of green stuff you can get. Lettuce and toma green salads, or whatever othe { fine. Let this salad be a good ger erous helping. Don’t skimp it. If you car custom yourself to the California method toes are a of starting the meal with the salad, do that It tastes better when it is served first, ar it does more good. Use very li very little. Try a lemon squeezed over it, and a little salt and lik eat two green salads a day, sure Third: Eat green vegetable each day ] } @ Ol IT the dressing it with half pepper if you like condiments. But at least one dish of a ‘OOKE two dishes are better —such as spinach, beet tops, brocco kale, chard or some similar vegetable three or four heaping tablespoonful Never neglect this cooked green vegetable ® Always one dis Fourtl , like i day, at least Be chary about sweets. If you ple, cake, ice cream, puddings, and so on, take them, but portions Cut ] ot in smal your usual wedge of pie in half and eat slowly mouthful. You’ get Just as much enjoyment out of the sma piece as you did out of the gobbled big plece savoring every Cut down on the sweets. You do not have to eliminate them entirely —just dimir them. Fifth: Take your tea and coffee without cream, milk or sugar. Use with your tea. After you get ac coffee that isn’t doped witt lumps of sugar and a lot of a slice of lemor ustomed to two or three cream, you Continued on Page 164

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THE SATURDAY ack and Helen re- “SC scover youth . . HEIR Sunday afternoon drives ceased to give pleasure. Either they had to battle with congested traffic on the main thoroughfares—or struggle with the bumps if they took to the byways. So the car — in the garage. And life settled down to a humdrum. ({ Then Jack came to life—and to action! Now he packs Helen and the kiddies into his car pal off they go to the country Away from the beaten paths... down the byroads into the full fragrance of spring where the meadow larkssing, theap p sle blossoms bloom, and the spirit or youth returns. if And inacar that has been completely transformed! Acar that sheds bum] S, a car now equipped with Houdailles! jolts and jars like a duck does water . Houdailles smooth out “shell holes’’ and hun ward spring movement without | mocks —absorl ib dene check rebound. They save normal adction of the. = sprit you, prolong your car-life, prevent body rattles in any way Not until you have equipped your car with a set eee ees of these remarkable shock absorbers will you ever load on the springs. Thus tl know the full meaning of car driving comfort of springs and tires as or Houdailles are hydrau And they are double the car is assured, a he te ( acting. They control every uf ward and every down with one as it does HOUDb EVENING POST Now made in four sizes T AILLE boo rage’ BS -Acting SHOCK ABSORBERS

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THE SATURDAY Alliance Agent will do more for you 1 |= Alliance Agent will do more for you than merely put a policy into your hands. For he is nore than an insurance agent in the narrow sense of the term He will gladly act as your insurance advisor and coun- selor. He will assist you in fixing a proper valuation upon insurable property of any kind. Furthermore, he is able to point out to you “‘ danger spots’, the correction of which will reduce the cost of your insurance, or allow you more complete coverage. His knowledge and experience are at your service. He invites you to avail yourself of them. ce Agent and allow him to give Callon your Allian youarew onception of insurance advisory service. ALLIANCE Insurance THE ALLIANCE INSURANCE COMPANY OF PHILADELPHIA Sixteenth Street at the Parkway EVENING POST Continued from Page 162 wonder why you ever took it any other way clear. not hurt anybody who is fairly normal in a than Two cups of coffee a day will digestive and organic sense. Sixth: Drink at least six, preferably eight, glasses of water a day, and always take a glass of cool, not iced, water before breakfast, soon after you get up. Take two if you feel like it, before going and a glass g to bed. Drink water with your meals, or not, as you prefer, but do not flood your food with water. A glass per meal is enoug! Seventh: Sleep eight hours a night. If cannot sleep so long as that, stay in If you you hed eight hours, anyhow, relaxed. down during the day, grab it, if If you can get in a nap of half an hour or an hour day, that is worth more to you than diamonds, rubies and pearls of great price. and that is al If you cannot get ufficient from that diet formula, you are too finicky to bother with, and good luck to you on your pernickety path t seventy. If you cannot bring yourself to ut down your intake of food, you are too weak-willed to be of any consequence, and chance to lie get a only for fifteen minutes. eacl here you are, colleagues of sixty, re is to it variety ) more power to you when one or another of your internal cogs goes wrong. You'll it. If great gobs of food are of more im- portance to you than the slowing down that will inevitably hit you, even if worse does, go your gluttonous way, and peace be unto you, which it won't be. The formula is biologically elemental, pathologi- cally correct and easy to take. There it is. Take it or leave it, but it works, it works. Now we come to the precept, which is: Don’t drink so much. Though I am of the personal opinion that if you drink at all, you drink too much, I am no hand for proselyting. It appears to me that any man who has reached sixty in fairly shape, despite a liquor sort his liquor habit may be time have had enough and be ready to di- need nothing brothe rs second good habit of whatever », should by this minish his drinking even if he will not quit espec ially in these days of bogus However, whatever I may have subject of liquor is reserved itentirely 1quors. to say on the for a future article, and all that need be set You will have a better decade from sixty to s¢ If you do drink, down here is this: ve nty if you do not drink you will make for persor al comfort and immunity from cer tain physical degenerations if you cut down your drinking to a minimum. Getting Into Low Gear Whereupon we arrive at the third of the Don't upon a Here we because work so hard. rum, in this country we have made a fetish of We boast about now mucn we tor- precepts: percl precarious ros work. We worship work how muct work we ao, merly did, and how much we intend to do We lie a good deal about it, also, but all worship of that sort mostly pre rica tion anyhow, so that merely makes it more emphatic. To hear us tell e the vorking fools, up it i late and this is especi true when we come long to the sixty ar period in our lives and know that we have slowed down either more or less as the case may be. The hard est task life sion that he man is the admis- Was Al) of us fudge it and duck it and lie about it sets to any is not so good as he and evade it and compromise with it and hate it I was talking to the ophical president of a big day, aged seventy and looking good for twenty more years of service. And although he was the calm and philosophical presi- dent of a big university, he had a sporting lm nad i] Caim and philo unive rsity one He liked horses, particularly trotting He put his own case in a trotting- horse-vernacular nutshell. ‘*My greatest difficulty,” he hardest thing I ever had flair. horses. said, ‘‘the life, at I was to do in my was to make myself understand tl no ton two-minute horse It took a yer a and Was a and iong time horse four-minute May 7,1927 a determined effort, for | was loat to aad mit,even tomyself, that I had slowed dow: Ones I impressed the fact on my conselou ness and made it stick, I became a useful member of the community again, altering my effort to my capahilitie s and gettin; along very well.” “When did all this happer ‘Oh, when I was sixty or thereabout Kivery man loathes the confession of a personal depreciation. Keep Up the Bluff is our national slogan. I know score hundreds of men past middle age who ar walking around proclaiming they are just as good as they were twenty vears before and they are all liars, and so is any othe sixty-year-old man who makes the same He may have himself deluded | but all tl Then you will see the crack claim this self-hypnosis at is needed a test. come Put him to the touch and he Even if you do not see it, he Not that he would never do. will wabble will know will admit it. That But he'll wabble, just the himself same Do not misunderstand me. I am making no assertion that a sixty-year-old man is a weakling; that he, ne essarily because he sixty, has be« or what man he better in ome slow, stolid, ineffective not. If he is a real sixty-year-old mental bent, is at the top of his mind than he ever was, ar should be pretty good physically. But b the same token, if he expects to be a rea seventy-year-old man he will be wise if he that into low gear once in a while-in prepares for eventuality by gettir rt 1} t thr ‘ ‘ the 1 oO bull 1 hnrougn a ‘ That is my thesi Down From the Pedestal I do not care if a man has all the mone between San Francisco and Boston at the age of sixty, that man is a foolish man if he decides to quit all work. He is foolish. He i absurd. If he has all that money, or any considerable part of it, a many of our sixty-year-old friends have, he ha pent forty years in the intensive occu pation of getting t, and if he thir ne Car find anything 30 interesting, sO amusing, so engrossing in the narrow list of diversior this world offers to a retired man who worked for torty years, he 1s weak In thie mind It can't be done Absolute retirement from any work vou may have sounds well when you are working, but 1 consequence of boring the retired person te If you car pecimer has a disappointing extinction when it happen melancholy Ameri or professional men who, having made the snow me any more of the human race than an busine ortunes, themsel ve are trying to amuse Dy neavy de votion to golf ar d bridge, ar taking trips around and about the wo king he nd over the you the Croix de Pratique sunnier skies an those that and see old home town, I will award Iixtraordinairs with palms —-the palms betokening what greets these poor fish mornin noon al ight in their h for relic Do not quit all your worl it Slough off on 1oug others all interesting and important Chuck a lot of detail out the window Cut your siness hours to three a day. Stoy thinking that nothing can be done unle you are concerned in the doing of it. Slow down. Take days off and weeks off. Play around some. Stay in bed an hour or twe longer than usual. You think this cannot be done, that you are the pedestal on whicl the entire institution stands egotism of achievement, strong in ever} successful man no matter what his busines is. It takes time and much travail of spirit to get a proper perspective on sixty year but it can be done. It never will be done, however, until this work obsession is reé duced to its proper proportions in the life of man Those were crafty old birds, those priest who saw to it that the and potentate trine of work lest ye die was ir licated wu

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his dying-in-the-harne igh for a spur to your veriest tosh for old men. Why die in Where’s the good in tha ounds well as typifying stern and unrelent pend some of your own esta vestone in the world th: hat is left of some poor mu gotten by everybody Nor should you be deceived by ti so often in our papers and mag: the sterling example of Beegin, who beg goes to business , after breakfasting poor ful of birdseec drops of cambric tea from a medicine That has two angles. r oldish themselves and are jolly- ong with smug essays on ing along their er The other angle is that these persons have not an- e to their names, and if evaporate to nothing- Furthermore, there onsiderable propaganda in it, similar lea of incessant work for the commonalty. younger lads, who are doing the bulk of the work anyhow, no natter what the motions of the oldsters ar to get wrong ideas it to cessation of their ¢ econd, to demand The Hobby Habit If you haven't a hobby, ‘here are a thousand fascinating If you have a bent outsid lo things with tools ire } irks about we r eer 1o0u ire not so intended ‘ I uo mu vork full hours every d: it sixt 1 Ww ) bette ve Detter and have a . Ie 1 follow what I |} e said a it 1 drink and heed what I am about t OUT EXercise Intrins illv exercise s mt thi it in the past twenty-five years there grown up around it a greater mass of fake and hokum than has grown around any other of our casual or tal concer? Sal VC food Also of course tnere has been a cor siderable preaching of truth about it, a wide discussion that has reached every com munity. The net result is that in the mind t nearly every American who does not do manual labor or work at a trade, there constantly buzzing the thought, ‘“‘I must lave exercise,”’ with the slightest concrete knowledge of how to enforce that thought nto action; without knowing what sort of exercise he must have, where he is going to get it, how he is going to get it or what he s going to do with it after he does get it Exercise in Large Doses Rush out somewhere and swing the arms ge and legs is about the sum of the aver conception of exercise; rush out and swing the arms and legs as many times as they can be swung, to the point of weariness, +t all about it and then fe for a week, or ten days, or two weeks, at which point do some more swinging, followed by some more forgetting It is not my province to talk, at this time, about exercise for young men or for young ish men. That is entirely without the scope and object of this meeting. To be sure exercise for young men and by young mer s often as absurdly and calamitously over done as is exercise for older men, and many a lad who can run a hundred yards betweer ten and eleven seconds when he is twenty finds he cannot run ten feet in eleven mir utes when he is forty; but it is exercise for men of sixty and there cerns us. When a man reaches sixty, even fifty, who has been so busy with his affairs that exercise has been the most fitful of his occupations, and finds that he is stiffening ibouts that con up a bit in the knees, creaking somewhat in the elbows, has too much paunch and feels slow and logy and old, they tell him he must have exercise. So he takes what he deems exercise, haphazardly. He walks a few blocks, or plays golf, or perhaps rides 1 horse now and then, and usually nothing pens Or often, to look at the reverse one fine day the papers print a piece about him stating that his funeral will be held at such and such a time, and that he died suddenly from heart failure. He was a pillar of the community and only sixty years old. Whata pity! It a ne cit ' ' surely is! And what a crime The truth about exercise for sixty-year old men, and for men between fifty and sixty, and for men from sixty on, is that they do not need half as much exercise as the professionals who want to sell them golf paraphernalia, and their friends who want them to help pay the assessments at the golf clubs made necessary by the re making of their course into such a sporty shape that not one in fifty of them can go und it , i |} nd ed honest st es t ive their es, and the doct whe r t 1! anvtil eise to t ind assé ¢ t teil them the No Na \ i ‘ 3, iid he ette We ee mer yt U A pure Db A ‘ 1s put i a 4 la il li nd pl I rhe ‘ i t e two da ind t \ t r er wit mon Mor A we An If w eed exe ce let get nad then forus ) iw ‘ tw munds of g nas | , , Pa luncheon betweer t ‘ ‘ norts of Scot ifterw Continued on Page 169 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST aa “Can’t you wait or the house to dry out?”’ Avoid trouble—install Laminex doors— dampness won't warp them ILAMUIN VOORS Well not shrink, swell or warp

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166 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST New model Florence with built-in oven Pictured below is the new model Florence with built-in oven, the latest development in oil range construction. This is the type of range most highly recommended by leading domestic science experts. Oven and mantel form one unit, which is permanently FLORENCE Oil Range attached to the range. This built-in feature keeps the oven in th correct position for the most efficient oven cookery and increas« the strength of the entire range. This strikingly beautiful rang belongs in your kitchen. Note also these outstanding improv: ments: (1) The new all-grid top, so roomy, so substantially con structed; (2) The single giant burner under the oven, which give better heat control than ¢wo burners and at less cost. This mod comes in 4-burner size only. Our Standard Model with removab/ oven comes 1n 2-, 3-, and 4-burner sizes. May 7,1927 ]

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Continued from Page 165 think that we have gonea long way toward physical requirements and regeneratior That's the ticket Of course, we ll be so dog-tired that night that we'll be useles around the house after dinner, and clump nto bed early to give our aching bone rest, but we’ve had our exercise The cardinal principle of exercise fo those of the sixty flight is not the of it but the regularity of it Al! of this age needs is a few bending exercise and not more than two rounds of golf week, taken on different on Wed nesday, say, for the first ¢ ! and or Saturday for the second golf isn’t either congenial or convenient, a walk o three or four or five miles twice a wee But and this is the point he should have : ce ‘ his two rounds of golf a week, or he have his two walks a week, every wee The best way to fix it for those who live where golf is not possible in the winter is to do the golfing in the summer and the walking in the winter. For those who do not golf at all, either from lack of inclinatior or opportunity, walking solves the probien t the best all-round exercise for the 0ys is Walking. That stands in a clas by itself for the oldish person. Bending and stretching exercises in the morning are good It take a stern Will to do and a strong conviction of necess ty to nduce a man to engage in these calisther morning after morning. Still, if they are persisted in they become a part of the routine presently, like shaving, and ther when they exert their benefit — provided, of course, the utilization of them is not per functory and has some conviction in it Limits to Exercise I have been doing these morning exe cises for years, and I am familiar, I suppose, with forty or fifty formulas. I have bought every exercise book I have heard about and looked the text and diagrams over, taking and one there that seemed usefu f Naturally, having done all sorts of one nere morning exercises for years-— twenty, at | n body and muscles are fit and trained for and I could stand up and do a hun them, 1 of them, one after another, without fatigue. But do I dothat? I donot. I do about a dozen, principally deep breathing and ; and I'll } I recently ing and bending exercises stretcl tell you another thing about it it down from a dozen times for each move- ment to ten times, and just lately to seven times. Now, asI say, I can do each of these fifty times hand running without getting the greatest times is enough. What expending the energy I need elsewhere for but is the use of winded, and wit} ease, seven the mere satisfaction of bending fifty times vith legs rigid and touching the floor wit! the palms of my hands, for example? Es- pecially when no one but myself knows or V cares about it, and when seven times is sufficient That is the point. Take just enough exert Just enough is not nearly so muct as you will think necessary after you get as your friends will urge you to or the physical instructors, or may- hap the doctors will say you should have. Just enough is the amount that will bend you and stretch you and fill your lungs wit} air a few times, combined with walks, Ise. irted, or take, fresh or two rounds of golf, or a couple of horse- hack rides each week, or something ra- tional and temperate like these. r- Have you ha r t ately That’s ent that ind a A ‘ ear. Capit to get ick to vou ‘ that indispensable pump that a 1 wctivities must depend, for if anything wrong with your heart and somany thing ire wrong wit! Oo many sixty-yea | eart ou must be ireful with ou exercise, if ar A Grateful Heart If 7 ? t ? ‘ if nothing wrong wit! ‘ ea mer ts your deep respect and your seduiou If you will think attention heerful and incessant servant for a mo ment, you will recall that it has beer imping at least 4500 times an hour fe you ince you were born, wt ! a good many times, and the moment it stops pump- = t al for ] ing you LOp also, lor good Also, it is stated on the author of one f the greatest medical writers in I ngianad where the heart specialists are supposed t« be the wonders of the world, that no heart aoctor ever prevented a ise of heart ease and no heart doctor ever cured ne Wherefore, be informed about your heart and recognizing its faithf ‘ e, do not impose any ext! irde! on it now i t has stood ou ll rT ne and fa i tead for sixty years. It willing to ge along and but do not make going il arder thar nece iry Be regar of your heart Her e,Ww it those ol x ne oOasto exercise is to do little la yut ned, but do not go to ext i set your limit of what will be extrer t alow nark. Dismiss every vest folly of being athletic from your You ve, anyhow, Be alm and rational and judi cannot | and you shouldn't be even if you car calm as to exercise Alw ays welfar tretching out flat on y wenty minutes two or ine three times a day heart is a grateful j friend, repay all favors extended fourfold little as well as faithful, and will It may occur to you, at this point, that nothing has been said about excess bag gage fat It may dawn on many of the sixty-year-olds that they are too fat A lot of sixtiers are. I wrote a piece for this magazine called Get Rid of That Fat and it printed on Apr twenty-third. That piece will tell you how to get rid of the fat, important i year-old man to do. obesity Probably was is the first most fat SIXty any Before adjourning the conclave, here, at the end of this homily follow a man who will be sixty very the same case with him, all who are sixty now recer tly, I soon to all who are in or all who have come to sixty repeat the four precepts that will make for healthier and less hazardou a happier, decade from sixty to seventy: 1. Don't eat so much 2. Don’t drink so mucl }. Don’t work so hard 4. Be rational with exercise. It is a simple program, and effect ve It isnot hardtofollow. Itworks. Gotoitar we shall have another meeting when we are seventy. é Automatic Cc lake the carburetor What the Fireman Au m. T boiler roo the carburetor mixes the with gasoline for combustio because of the unique nb ployed. 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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7,1927 AIN OCEAN OF LEMONADE Continued from Page 11 another, I joined in an aquatic party wit! the young ladies al some young philoso- phersin a very good boat upon the Wabasn. The beautiful Miss Virginia forgot her sta- ble duties and regaled us in a sweet voice.” It was the complaint of many of the mem- bers that others were in soul greatly inferior, in race hostile, and in general un- Owen went away, returned and ad sacrificed some desirable. = again for good. Heh of his popularity by attacking religion and, according to the duke, a very high Amer- ican official ‘gave Mr. Owen to understand very plainly that he considered his intel- lects rather de which the translator adds that ‘this perhaps, the most charitable idea that can be formed of the actions of such reformers.” 4 contemporary account of New Har- mony, toward the end, is a tragic epilogue to the enthusiasm and faith with which it started: “A traveler who saw the village at this time describes it as a scene of idleness and revelry. 1000 per- sons of every age, ered in the town, with no visible means of ranged.”’ To There were, he declares sex and condition gath- support save the generosity of the visionary Mr. Owen. In the school, which was held in the old brick church of the Rappites, were 330 children who were under no con- trol whatever, for the plan of education was that of Pestalozzi, ir punishment for bad behavior was a short which the sole confinement. The teachers, he was amazed to find, had thrown aside the Christian faith and taught doctrines not unl held by German Jlluminati at the opening of the French Revolution. In and about the village no man seemed to be busy. The ike those houses were falling into a state of dilapida- tion, the fences were gardens were full of weeds, the down, the curious labyrintl constructed by Rapp had been destroyed by cattle.” Owen himself lost much of his fortune “endearing old bore.”” Ir “to prepare the and became an 1855 he called a meeting public for the introduction of the edge of the Millennial State of human exist- ence and to explain how the people of the world might immediately commence it in peace and universal good will.”” He was in possession of the Universal Devastator, with which he hoped to terrify the univers« into horror of war and make the invention a universal pacificator. knowl- A Sawmill and a Printery The experiments of the Owen period were not numerous and tl} e doze n or so af ll communities ranged from fifteen members to the floating 1000 of New Harmony itself. One inspired by Owen and aided by his disastrous failure and brought upon its leader, Fannie Wright, such hatred and hostility as only the greatest reformers It was a community for freed but it son was a deserved. slaves in Nashoba, in lasted only a few months and the freed slaves were eventually transplanted to Haiti. In none of the communities was the glaring lesson of Owen’s experiments taken to heart. He had succeeded industrially in England and failed agriculturally in Amer- later John Humphrey Tennessee, ica. Many years Noves, the successful Oneida Community, remarked founder of the conspicuously efforts, that

this fallacy in all coéperatiy they had a lust f into the wilderr facturing. ‘‘A sawmill is the only form of mechanism which figures much. ne It is really ludicrous to see how uniformly or land which led them ess and discouraged manu- an old sawmill turns up in connection with each association and how zealously the brethren made much of it; but that is about all that was attempted in the line of manufacturing. Land, land, land was evi- dently regarded by them as the mother of all gain and comfort.” In the Owenite, and later in the Fourier- ite colonies, we catch glimpses of certain features common to all experiments in col onies, and the character of the leaders sug ests that a great change has come over the spirit of reform since their time. It example, comparatively seemed inevitable, for that colonist undesirable s1tes They tried to es ape trom the citie S, but they went to places whicl even become villages. Wit! should ( } oose could never a certainty that hecomes almost comic, one reads of failing water supply, infertile soil, of any means to acquire goods or uce. In addition to the always set up a printery, and often a forg and the absences sell prod sawmill, colonist They built a large central hall where, after meager , most of them congregate d and indulged in “piping, drumming, dar ng, and card playing,”’ with arguments or social problems, on t West, on the latest poets ir England, or life! An unwary visitor to one commur suppers he exploration of the

reports, patheticall y, that ‘an elder! Frenct lady, who presided over the de partment of young mothers tu pes _ side during a large portion of the

vening and tormented me with her philo tier al views."” One can see it! ran snort in the granary, or the ot y cottages took re they taiked on of the

ample sufficiency’? which was due te every worker Dissensions rose , and the spoke of the brotherhood of mar Glocm at its Gloomiest

At one colony lor y the most ucee ful there was a day h week devoted to ‘mutual criticism.’ One or more members would be chosen as objects for the fran comments of the others. Their conduct and character would be unsparingly ana ly zed, and they were permitted to rey The purpose was to take away all ground for gossip by having everyone, in turn, subject to criticism, however unfriend] It was a popular institution at this commu nity, but seems not to have been imitated elsewhere. They were inspired and bitter The world did not understand how utter}; simple their ideals were, how easily all the lls of mankind could be remedied. And at straight nto se moments tt ey looked abyss of black pessimism and despair Brook colonies, yet we get such a report as the Farm was one of the happiest of following: “‘ Respecting Brisbane's serious £ ness, Arthur Sumner tells of a group of Brook Farmers lying out in the moonlight ‘What a heavenly moon!’ said one of them ‘Miserable ! Damned bad moor was poor world! srisbane’s reply The ‘Aye, it’s a sad sight,’ of the dyspeptic C looked with Leigh Hunt ens hardly

at the starry nea\y equals this cosmic despair.” It is the tragedy o idealist that, although | lives in ugliness, and although he love a certalr type ol oves beauty, he humanity, he despises his neighbor. Oby ously it is harder to love one’s neighbor than to love an abstract conception, and harder to love a man than to let him alone We have of reformer who wants the Government to nterfere with the private lives of its cit grown so accustomed to the type zens that we have forgotten the older type Impracticable the theories of communism nineteenth century but tl ey were almost all marked by a fee in the certainly wer ing for liberty. ‘‘ You are trying to redu all men to one level,”’ said their opponer but the communists of that time answerer that they were trying to raise all men to certain level of physical comfort and fre« dom There were colonies based on al stention; some believed that it was asin t continue the race and others that it sin to make more than 5 per cent profit But the typical reformer of the did not envy happiness enough to forbid it colonie There is another point at which the older type of reformer differs from the new. HH bitterness, if he was bitter, wa cosmic, t Continued on Page 172

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It is true that most of the leaders might well pray to be saved from their disciples—-since for a malcontent it was not necessary to understand a rebel; it was only necessary to encourage his being “agin the government.” It is an observable fact that no matter how intense a reformer may be, especially if he is really a crank, he can always find time to indulge in a few side issues of re- form. To Robert Owen came every crank, every inventor, every unhappy man with every grudge. Owen was the universal fire to melt away every injustice. But at least he was a fire. In a recent book on another re- former, John Jay Chapman has written: “The essential quality of all this old society was that it was cold. In the last analysis—after the historical and constitu- tional questions have been patiently ana- lyzed, after economics and sociology have had their say—the trouble with the Amer- ican of 1830 was that he had a cold heart. Cruelty, lust, business interest, remoteness from European influence, had led to the establishment of an unfeeling civilization. The essential quality of Garrison is that he is hot. This must be borne in mind every moment as the chief and real quality of Garrison. Disregard the arguments; sink every intellectual conception, every bit of logic and of analysis, and look upon the age; you see a cold age. Look upon Garrison; you see a hot coal of fire. He plunges through the icy atmosphere like a burning meteorite from another planet.” The age has changed, and the reformer with it. He is—in the popular mind—a restrainer, not a liberator; an interferer, not an encourager. Owen, in a paternal way, wanted to make life’s burdens easier. He even dramatized grammar, with Gen- eral Noun, Colonel Verb, and Corporal Adverb, to make learning English a pleas- ure. Fourier went further. He knew that there was a sort of magnetism in work which could attract men and women. Put together the right man and the right job, and this magnetic attraction would make work a delight. Few things were forbidden, and those were noxious to the whole com- munity. He would have cut a sorry figure as a reformer today. Making Labor Attractive The suspicion that the Owenites were all atheists and free lovers—the most common accusations against all colonies, and the one often easiest to justify—added to the indifference and contempt of the world at large, kept from these communities those sober elements which might have made of them a success. They passed, and it was a generation later before the new prophet arose. The wild imagination of Fourier’s cosmic theories showed itself only in the decorations of the phalanstery. His social ideas, however discredited now, were con- sidered equally mad by his opponents. They seem now to have a quaint and rather mild charm. In ‘“‘a day of small, sour and fierce schemes,’ Fourier wanted only to make labor attractive and life harmonious. Labor was to be executed under movable tents, and ‘“‘to inspire with enthusiasm the industrial armies’’ there were to be vestal virgins, four of whom would occupy a chariot ‘‘drawn by twelve white horses with violet trappings when a monarch was to be received at a phalanstery.”’ ‘“ Behold then,”’ says a disciple, “love performing miracles; behold industrial rivalries ex- alted into romance; the vestal inspiring the exploits of numerous heroes who face a thousand dangers in fertilizing deserts, in draining marshes, in directing the course of rivers.” May 7,1927 Eighteen hundred persons, composing 300 families, were to live in a self-inclosed edi- fice and were to divide themselves into groups and subgroups for performing the work of the phalanx, or phalanstery. Albert Brisbane, the father of the known editorial writer, was the most ener- getic of Fourier’s disciples in America, as Horace Greeley was the most prominent. It is to Brisbane that we owe the fullest description of the ideal working of a Fou- rierite community: ‘Each one of the sub- groups will be animated by a strong passion for the parcel or branch of industry which it has chosen and will develop the dexterity and intelligence which a fair and attractive occupation always calls forth.” Brisbane further explains that, according to Fourier, labor is divided into the thre classes of necessity, usefulness and attrac- tiveness, and the payment for these labors would be in the proportion of $100 for th« useful, $125 for the necessary, and $75 for the attractive. There remains the “un- cleanly and repulsive work”’ which is to be intrusted to a Sacred Legion of lads from the age of nine to sixteen. well- Music Hath Charms At least thirty-five communities on the Fourierite plan sprang into being, from Ohio to Wisconsin. They called themselves Alphadelphia or Goosepond Community or the One-Mentians or, more simply, the Jefferson County Industrial Association. But none of these approached in interest the famous Brook Farm community, which was only partially Fourierite, as none of them approached in grandeur the unreal- ized project of the Guisite Pacific Colony at Topolobampo Bay, Sinaloa, Mexico. Rob- ert Owen had passed through Mexico on one of his tours, and that General Santa Anna who was destined to be defeated by the American army at Buena Vista had tentatively promised him land for an ex- periment. From that time Mexico had always appealed to the imagination of colonists, impelled, as usual, by th sity to escape from their own surroundings A civil engineer also named Owen —A. K. and Edward Howland, a publicist, were the principal figures in creating this some- what ill-starred venture. Howland pub- lished a magazine called Social Solutions, in Hammonton, New Jersey, in which he expounded the financial arrangement of a credit foncier, or land bank, for the Sinaloa colony, and Owen worked energetically on the ground. Howland was an early anti- railroad agitator and was interested in the practical problem of going ‘‘across the con- tinent for one dollar’; but if the idealist writer was concerned with practical affairs, the engineer made up for it in poetry. The description of the site, the advan- tages, the architectural beauties, the in- dustrial happiness of Sinaloa, rises to a height in Owen’s plea for the Campanile bells. “We want the carillons of Brussels re- vived—the bells of Belgium with their per fect sounds, and the perfected machinery of England, which is capable of transmittin, to the chimes in the tower the most delicate of touches. With such combination a genius of the pianoforte may awaken to good im- pulses our citizens, in their shops, in their field and in their harbor, with opera, waltz, sonata and symphony. People must be at- tracted if they dwell in equity with one another. Their sentiments, their emotions must be engaged, or their animal natures will predominate. They must be educated, refined and entertained. Music and flowers may have influence not yet dreamed of. We must weave music and flowers into our lives; everywhere we must see and scent the one and hear the other—in the street in the factory, in the The tone The tone waves e neces- home. world is yet in its infancy.

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must be made to splash quietly, gent tal at all regularly, against every indivic« hours of the day, at every watct of the night. The little wavelets will eventual]; wash away the sharp corners from the most adamantine nature— will soften the hardest character and widen respectful to law obedie nce into love for every creature ing . Let us have music at all times and in every place. Our chimes— our caril- lon—will be our tocsin in case of danger; it will be f to one another; it will be the vespers to call a curfew to remind us of our duty is to our discipline; it will be our nocturne 0 remind us that the day is over and that our nature counsels our repose.” The vision which inspired Brook Farm was not so highfaluting, and, in fact, the New England transcendentalists who went there seem to have been skeptical most of the time of the ultimate success of their enterprise. Later in life some of them de- lared the , days spent at Brook Farm the most valuable in their lives, but at the time they must have taken it in the spirit of a masquerade with turns to spiritual exalta- tion and the occasional shadow of a tragedy. They seem to have gathered there a certain number of faddists. ‘‘There were the protestants against sin of flesh eating, re- fining into curious metaphysics upon milk, eggs and oysters. To purloin milk from the udder was to injure the maternal affections of the cow; to eat eggs was Feegee canni- balism and the destruction of the tender germ to swallow an oyster was to mask r. A still selecter circ] de nounced the chains that shackled the tongue and the false delicacy that clothed the body Profanity, they said, is not the use of forcible and pictures« t the abuse of such to express base passions and emotions. Soindecency cannot be affirmed of the model of all grace, the human boa, ss = From another report we gather that the water cure and the starving cure were bot} practiced. ‘‘Mrs. Kirby’s account of the treatment at a cold-water cure a few miles f Farm is vivid but not alluring rom Brook ‘hirteen barrels of ice-cold water were Ided up daily by a natural spring, and upply was dammed up unti was ready for it. Then the sluices were } 1a patient opened and the water allowed to pour down an incline and fall a distance of twenty-five eet upon the back of the shuddering victim. Ihe sensation is said to be that of pounding V glass | q, or wet bandag- alls. Umschl ng, was a treatment reserved for the next day. Strict prohibition was put on visits to the farm in the interv al between douche Ss, for the reason that all excitement must be avoided in order that the cure might be ‘he starving cure had an ardent follower in a young Hungarian, Count G , who for a time shared the fortunes menu of the of the farm; but the simple community removed any pressing need for the general application of this treatment Transcendental Grubbing There was also at Brook Farm some difficulty about the food served at the com- mon tables. A number of the communists, disciples of the Reveren dSy Ivester Graham, ate bre aad of unbolted flour, refusing meats and, » Horace Greeley, rejecting tea and ( offee * ‘‘even in the most homeopathic dilu- tions.’ These dietetic ranscendentalists considered it unfair that they should have to pay as much for their food as their more omnivorous brethren. There were the usual community troubles with, however, a rare and, in retrospect, attractive atmosphere of intellectual friendships and good breeding. As usual, one of the main buildings caught fire. What was not usual was a certair happiness even in the straits of pove rty which Brook Farm soon came were never such witty potato patches and such sparkling cornfields before or since The weeds were scratched out t of the grour d to the music of Tennyson or Browning, and the nooning was an hour gay and bright as any brilliant midnight at Ambrose’s.”’ From Hawthorne, who spent a shy and uneasy year at the farm, and from Margaret Fuller whose descents upor t fluttered the mest arrangements, we | e reco ot Brook Farm which surpass in brilliance not in ultimate optimism the bleak statist cal epitaphs on fifty other associations Hawthorne went to Brook Farm early and wrote to his fiancée: “We have eight ows of our own, and a transcende heifer belonging to M largaret Fuller According to Hawthorne's latest biog rapher —Lloyd Morris —the Salem novelist worked for months on the manure pile, and hated it. But he jeune the fraternal meals ‘a delectabie way of life’ at the beginning, and Margaret F uller’s discussions on Edu cation in its largest sense, or on Impuls« seem not to have disturbed him He made friends with some of the queer farn ers. There was one who “was given to loudly reciting the litany the night” and another who worked only on Sunday, to annoy his more Christiar Warren Burton's ‘nature study, phrenology and the doc- trines of Swedenborg,’’ and Minot Pratt “took pains to rescue all the flowers up- in the middle of brethren; passions were rooted during the morning’s plowing, and faithfully replanted them by the roadside.” Emerson, Alcott and came and made addresses; George William eodore Parker Curtis and his brother came to the school which was to give instruction ‘‘from the first rudiments to the highest culture.”” By the end of six months utterly disillusioned in Brook Farm; he found that this coéperative community as competitive as any other Hawthorne was was, In essence, effort to buy and sell, and labor he f there more brutalizing than ar y he had known. He left the colony and within a few years it was reorganized on the Fourier system, the phalanstery burned, and the ideal be George Ripley lay in Both Greeley and Brisbane were and the life of Brook Farm might hav lengthened if the general difficulties o Fourierite communities had not diverted their energies elsewhere Faith Within, Hostility Without In Pike vania Association collected and $8000 in debts before two years were County, Pennsylvania, the Syl- 15 members over. Greeley was its treasurer and fought bitterly for its continuance, as he fought in the New York Tribune against his great journalistic enemy, Henry J. Raymond, who finally bested him in a series of arti- cles on Fourierism which ran for nearly a year. The mortality among American communities was devastating. Of thi colonies nearly one-half lasted less than one year, and every six months thereafter saw two or three others abandoned. One only, and that a religious colony, lasted seven- teen years. According to Noyes, the demo- cratic colonies collapsed more rapidly than those held together by a strong autocratic government. It is imposs capture the two elements which gave these colonies their peculiar importance—the deep faith of the colonists and the hostility f the outsiders. A psychologist might wonder how much unhappiness and how much incapacity to deal with the common problems of life found their way out in these le now to re- attempts to escape; he might also specu late on the reasons which made othe people suspicious of these experiments; but no purely scientific account could do justice to the emotions which some of the leaders evoked and to the pathos when hope and confidence in the future broke down before the saddest of realizations A figure who was in himself to have any great influence wanders through this history of Utopias pursued by such too ineffective malevolent misfortur e that it seems to be typical of all the others It is that of Etienne Cabet, a French rebel who in 1840 pub lished a book called a V oyage to lear It was a Utopia like any other, but, un- happily, Cabet tried to bring it into ex istence. 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Continued from Page 173 an objective. Coming after the Mormon rek westward, he brought about 1500 people into their abandoned settlement at Nauvoo But he wrecked by ditt ulties and disser in his l'topia propaganda must have been limited, was sions, although nee he declared against all newspapers The d sagreements were so violent that he was at one time exiled from his own disciples. A handful of men and women in lowa struggled on for more than a genera- on to keep his communist ideas alive The Ruskin common- , moving from place to place, settling there isual printery and suffering from the usual 1 and a little Ruskin experi- epitaph. On one of it gyrations, Mr. Charles M. Skinner of the lag] 1 re ‘It sort of makes you jump when a from the his hands and holes in his There were others. vealt} establishing the ere was no water, settled in Georgia, the end of the ment’ served as ar

Brooklyn | le visited Ruskin < ough, tanned th dirt on specimen comes trousers, And \y eople in ress¢ j venches and begins to talk poetry to you. a pang when you see these their great bleak dining room, hod and_ kitchen sitting down to bread, potatoes ou feel carriers and bacon, because you see they deserve etter generously, gloriously cing personal for general welfare, and You respect and admire meanly look up the time-table to ll steaks.”’ They are

at is heroism , them, and nd a place where they se Where Time Was Money lhe founders of colonies had a peculiar culty for suffusing their economic theories with their emotions of human brotherhood Warren, afte IHlarmony, r an experience at New ) i? became convinced that system of payment for labor contained the radical fault of Le Long Island a colony called Modern Times society established o1 i which the to have beer qaea seems a system of payment by) labor notes, tl Dasic ie of which could hardly have been lefinite, since each individual was the as- essor of his own worth as a laborer. The f ited

ustTri “IT made or rocured a written labor note, promising so method of using these notes is the experience of a visitor many hours’ labor at so much per hour. Mr had similar labor notes. I went to e Time Store with my note and my cash, rrmed the keeper that I wanted, for a few yards of Kentucky jeans he commenced conver usiness with me, he set the dial which was nder the clock and marked the time. He en attended to me, giving me what I wanted, and in return taking from me as much cash as he paid for the article to the wholesale merchant, and as much time out labor note as he spent for me, at cording to the dial, in the sale of the article | believe 5 per cent was added to the cas} st, to pay rent and cover incidental ex penses. The change for the labor notes was n smali tickets representing time by the e, ten or fifteen minutes.”

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THE SATURDAY Another experiment, whe out tne range of economic was that of the Lor Farm, in which a approach was mad real to complete individual liberty. There seems iave been no organiz and no dis cipline Yet the LAVIOT Lord’s Farmers, tn s

the depredations of their neighbors yur ished for a considerable time Even wher someone drove off with the only horse and carriage, no effort was made to prosecuts the offender or call in the police; no one even prayed Sut it is recorded that the thief abandoned his loot, which was eventu ally returned to the owner Equally odd, although in exactly the op osite way, is the settlement of Celestia, in } Pennsylvania, which was made by a re ligious sect, and was in 1864 granted, law ‘‘to Almighty God J Messiah, to the intent that it shall be Je@SUS subject to bargain and sale by men’s cu and conveved by due process « and to his heirs ir pidity no more forever Always Against the Stream The America have almost always abandoned the peculiar beliefs which gave them their character and have become great administrative and busi- successful experiments in ness enterprises. The successful reformers n America have seldom been solitary ec- centrics. The figure of a John Brown stands out in American history with a equal to that of Benedict A sharpness

rnold, because the lonely eccentric is as rare in our history as the traitor. The cranks, fakers and Amer faddists of the nineteenth century in ca spent themselves, with only an o¢ casional success, in an effort to break dowr the indifference or the common sense of th« community. Some of the worst of them found enough gullible followers to make | them rich. But only tl eated settlements in the rived at e devoted ones who wilderness ar- of fame. The theories any degree they worked seem « ard-shelled economics and to the hard-boiled exponents of the new communism go through a library of these early American experiments, you are aware of ashock at finding them sharing upon which jually s to the } reactionary prolessor ol radical As you index on the subject a name with the communism of modern Russia. The communism of the American past was pacific and idealistic; the com- munism of the international direct present is fierce, and realistic. The interna- tional communist of today is not eccentric to the politics or morals of some countries, but the communist of the earlier period was a solitary eccentric wherever he appeared He stands today as the perfect example of “ : honor in his e prophet who was without

own country and remains without honor ir the verdict of time. In America, at least time has given its approval to very few eaders who swam alway against the stream, and it is an extraordinary fact that ol these tew the great major ty nave beer women E N TI t t of a se f t t Mr. S The next w app r A

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST CLEANING UP May 7,1927 Continued from Page 44) go there and I will arrange for you to join him in his box if you like.” I did like. ‘‘ What time shall I get there?’ I inquired, with American efficiency. ‘I would try between 4:30 and 5 A.M.,” said Bismarck. ““You mean P.M., him politely. But he answered even more politely, ‘Four-thirty o'clock in the morning, for the emperor is an early riser and will be there when they start.”’ I ran all the way back to my hotel. ‘Dick,”’ I cried to my pal, Outcault, ‘‘ from now on I don’t know you! But if you would like to take a peek at your erstwhile friend hobnobbing with Willie Hohenzollern, put on your best garters and we'll hop the next train for something called Homburg.” Dick, like a real friend, traveled all over Germany with me that night, although all he was to get out of it was the chance to stand on the sidelines and watch me enter- tain royalty. I had visions of myself negligently dan- gling a toothpick while lightly exchanging badinage with the emperor and empress. At the entrance to the box I gave my name to a fellow with a sword, who made sundry unintelligible and highly gargling sounds, after which he pushed me inside, introduced me to a chap with a negligible mustache and an even more negligible English vo- cabulary and left me to my fate. don’t you?’’ I corrected Among Those Not Presented I do not think the box was any larger than the Hippodrome, although*perhaps a And there I was with nothing between me and royalty except some two or three hundred princes, dukes and counts, none of them taking the faint- est notice of me. I managed to catch Out- cault’s eye, so that he might truthfully say he had seen me in the emperor's box. It would not be necessary to report at home that all I got out of my audience was a peek at an empress, a kindly looking woman, keeping the heat from her lord with a little push-button fan, the while that gentleman stood there giving an imitation of a statue of himself—never even acknowledging the attention by so much as a grateful smile. For the several long hours that I watched those autos go off and come back, that lady continued to show a beautiful wifely devo- tion I have never seen equaled. Somehow, the wives I know do not stand for hours fanning their lords and masters, at least not in public. While bragging of kings, there was also the King of the Belgians, Leopold, whom I not only met but with whom I once en- joyed a brief partnership. Winchell Smith will agree that I have always had an ex- cellent eye for partners. It is a pity to spoil a casually tossed-off ‘‘As I Said to Leopold of Belgium” by admitting how wholly fortuitous was my, meeting with the king. I was never formally presented to His Majesty. Nobody even introduced As a matter of fact, I picked him up. Riding along the beach at Ostend, I no- ticed an extremely tall, bearded gentleman some yards ahead. He had an escort of five men—two ahead, one beside him and two behind. I asked my driver in my best Belgian, ‘‘Who is that distinguished gen- tleman?”’ To which he replied in equally good Eng- lish, ‘‘That is Leopold, King of the Bel- gians.”” My trusty camera hung across my shoul- der and, unstrapping it, I commanded my driver, ‘‘ Kick your horse and get up nearer, where I can get a photograph.” He obeyed me—not too literally—and, stalking my quarry carefully, I jumped out of my carriage and snapped a picture of the old gentleman. Emboldened by my suc cess, I approached a little closer, when sud denly I found the camera snatched from my hands, and the next thing I knew there was my beautiful camera in the possession of the king, while I was the object of bale ful glares from twelve eyes—ten common and two preferred. Too startled for protest, I heard one of the guards say something to His Majesty, from which I gathered the word ‘ Amer- ican,’ and though the tone was not pre- cisely insulting, it implied that that explained a great many things. “May I have my camera?”’ I demanded almost bravely, to which the king replied in English as perfect as Sam Bernard’s, ““May I be permitted to look at it?” “Certainly, Your Majesty,” said I calmly “How do you work it?” inquired the king. “Stand over there facing the sun,” said I, ‘‘and I'll show you.” “No, no,”” he demurred, but he was laughing, and in a few moments, despit« the expostulations of his officious officials he thrust one hand into his pocket, threw out his game leg, and said, “ Aw right.” After which I asked whether he wanted to practice taking my picture. “Why not?” said the me how to hold it.” “Would you mind,” I inquired, “‘if I down in my carriage while you snap it?”’ “Why not?” he shrugged amiably. | gathered from the gesticulations of hi horrified guard that my impertinence was beyond even American bounds. But that didn’t upset me, because I was aware of it I sat down in my open barouche and the king took my picture. I hurried back to my hotel to tell my roommate how I had drawn a king. He was not impressed, even king. ‘‘You show when I waved the camera with the proofs inside. “The king,” said my friend, “‘goes to the Kursaal every night. We'll go ove there, and I bet he doesn’t know you.” The Royal Flush who was fond of the roulette surrounding That evening the king, gambling, was playing at wheel. I joined the him. Finally he looked my way and, to the amazement of my pal, bowed to me. I be- gan to play and the numbers came my way The king, who had been losing, stopped and watched me win. I was playing my lucky number, twenty-seven. I was born on the twenty-seventh and I have always thought that was pretty lucky for me. I kept on playing twenty-seven, but my luck did not. For a dozen roiis I couldn’t get that twenty-seventh number out. And suddenly I realized that I had only about two hundred and fifty franes left. I knew I must quit. I turned to the king. ‘‘I wish I were enough to put a lot on that number,” I sighed. ‘“‘I feel certain that if I could play it once more ~ ibs ‘*Well,” said the king,“ gether.” Two hundred and fifty franes was all that stood between me and swimming the Channel—which in those days had not yet become a popular pastime. But when a king makes a partnership proposition to a young John Golden, it takes something superhuman for young Golden to decline With a_ half-despondent, half-defiant look, I said to my pal: ‘Here But you have to admit I have no piker for a partner.” crowd rich let us play it to- goes. Continued on Page 181

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Continued from Page 178 I put in a couple of the most excruciating moments I have ever lived that ball was making up its mind where i The middle of a yawn when the click of tha through while would come to rest king was in the ball, falling, stopped nis for the mo and yawn ment almost stopped my heart for ever This being a true story and not a romance, I ought to record that I lost my But the fact is that I walked out of befits money. that place a rich man, a of a king. On my return to America | to the serious business of song writing. I the partner ettied dow! think the number of songs I have writter reaches into the thousands. Those I have had published, comfortably inside the hundreds, those which among the early tens. | swering a question whicl however, would remair whereas were hits could be numbered should Say, ar is still frequently asked of me, if a writer a fair nieves one hit out of fifty songs, and one knockout ir a hundred, he has struck a high average Because of my ability to write lyrics with one hand and music with the finger--very often not what the other was doing—I had the portunity of collaborating with a range of talented men, including, I believe, othe r letting one know Op- wide every composer or lyric writer of note in the country. My collaborators reach from no personage than Woodrow Wilson, down to myself, by way of such fine names as Silvio Hein, Irving Berlin, Oscar Ham- merstein, Henry Blossom, Victor Herbert, Jerome Kern and ¢ less a ven Douglas Fairbanks Lillian Russell's Present with Douglas Fair- for Will doubtless the only reason you have never heard Will Rogers never heard of it. The banks was intended song I wrote Logers, and sing it is because he However, Willis a good friend of mine, and if he wants this master piece I might use my influence with Doug to arrange it. I’m a Little Bit A-scared of Myself is the title of a ballad—lyric by Douglas Fairbanks, music by John Gol- den—-which has never had the opportunity it deserved. I did finally induce Fred Stone to give it a try at a Lambs’ Gambol, where t had a chance to be heard and judged and Here Well, Doug and I liked it. is one verse of Fairbanks’ lyric: I'm the toughest proposition on thi: ittle earth today, Wy birth in Dead Gulch City out in Colo rado way Created more commotion than a herd of cattle make 8. 7) The y fed me cactus burs and rattlesnake Which, making allowances for the fact that the meter of a song lyric usually limps when taken out of its musical stride, is not bad as to make Doug blus! One day I received an invitation to a birthday party at Lillian wanted ve ry mut h to go to her party, So {ussell’s I and I wanted even more to give her But one could not present with a grand the famous beauty in America, on whom peo- a present flourish a box of chocolates to most ple were showering horses, diamond tiaras and motor cars. When I looked over my assets I found that all I had was a knack of vriting songs. But even a little talent is hetter than no money at all, and so I came proudly into the big house in Cedarhurst on the morning of her birthday, with my gift tied up in a blue ribbon under my arm. ‘“*Here,”’ I said, with a magnificent ges- ture, “is your birthday present—an oper- etta entitled The Village Beauty, written especially for you, and my only that it may never be produced.” ‘Why not?” she said, taking it from me and looking through it. ‘‘ We'll produce it tonight. There are enough guests here to make up a cast. We can have f ‘*T will do the casting,” I suggested, run- ning my eye over the house guests. All day long we rehearsed and that evening we pre- sented my operetta to about fifty birthday with an all-star cast consisting, as | regret Is ruests, f | remember, o jillian Russe her sister Susanne Westford, Digby Bell, Anna Held De Wolf Hopper, Isadora Rush and Roland Reed, a great comedian and father of one frail Reed, named F! It was a burlesque of the Gilbert orence Sullivan type of opera and I subsequent made a one-man act of it which for years was my favorite parlor stunt. To this da there are people who, if they get me near a piano, ask me to do The \ laye Beaut\ | have had offers for its use ir audeville But somehow it always seemed to belong to I illian Russell. It was my birthday pres ent to her at a time when | would willingly have given her all I had, and ali I had was a penchant for making songs One week-end during a | ouse party at the incomparable Lillian’s country home, a young man about town named Billy Prim he is still about town and still prime and told of the training at Muldoon’s farm, and what ar to take the course “TI think I'll gothere,” said I. “I ine I'd like a place like that You!” said Billy Prime, weighing the syllable with all the contempt it would hold. ‘Why, you couldn't stand it.” ‘What oie nantly. “Why, a fellow like at Muldoon’s a week.”’ I was about to retort something withering like “Is that so to my Lillian Russell, the most wonderful the world and my very dear friend, turned and said, “No, Jack, you never could stand Muldoon’s.” I am grateful to Billy Prime to this day for having put his remark in just that way The following week I was up at Muldoon’s Many a time in the ensuing weeks I might have been tempted to take French leave from the terrible grind that Bill put us through, but my public boast made me grit my teeth and bear it Miss Russell, too, encouraged me to re- main, pointing out that the improvement in my condition would react favorably on my work, as, indeed, it did. For coincident with the vigorous course of physical training laid down by Muldoon, I was trying to complete my first musical comedy. Marie Dressler, had had great success with one or two of my num bers, had engaged me to write the music and lyrics to a book by George V. Hobart. And I had this order when | went up to Muldoon’s. However, I received a special concession from the professor—we called Muldoon the professor, doubtless because of famous third which mitted me to work whenever there was a space in the strenuous program. came rigorous ordeal it was may dowr do you mean asked indig- wouldn't last you with ‘“ when, chagrin, woman in who 4 a his degree per- A Refuge for Rusty Machines The other mutts —which was the elegant and flattering cognomen under whic! were known objected to the added torture of my musical inspirations. But Muldoor permitted me to continue the outrage, per- haps feeling that they would benefit by the added lesson in self-control Muldoon was a great character after his historic handling of the champion of the world, John L. Sullivan, had for years taken all sorts of men under all sorts of con- ditions and made them over both mentally and physically. He could accommodate as many as thirty or forty at a time, so that literally thousands have come and gone from his training quarters. I have never, on my several visits to his place, seen one we who, man who was not wonderfully improved be- fore he left. Many famous men trained at this master manhandler’s Pur chase, New York. It was a favorite refuge of Theodore Some of my contemporaries were Henry Dixie, Kid McCoy, Chauncey M. Depew and a wonderful little old Pennsylvania judge. 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Sam y true family price i wha i there is Cooperation espect, honesty and sentiment. Per ps the greatest of these is sentiment. | t | he best it n be ’ True erate »> com \ ( SI ‘ ere n rev! bewilderment ‘ tward display of emotion her S e manifestation of I n eve essal is f ent duet ee ) i the I ect ’ ie remains 1 { f | ire gy tl Clark (rra Vault ‘ vy ! rheir ' f elt “ siti 1 me ( lark t, be j i it 1 1] A { iit? V a yauye © ( eloor Ari Ir led j oil oe Fr } ’ ; ‘ i ection it offe rot porou { (srave \ | ed ke ears t t { { \a r '¢ rt ecol ri | ( n to the shape of my head sent me however, said that its shape might betoken either what Mul- doon said, or genius, and I preferred to take the latter view of the matter. One day during the afternoon rest hour Muldoon told us to get into the coach for a ride. I had worked to the limit of time the night before on my show and hard all day on Muldoon’s rigorous régime, and rather resented being dragged away. The little old idge, who had been reading his favorite Philadelphia paper, in soft Romeo slippers and a relaxed mood, rather welcomed the idea of a pleasant ride and no training. We all tumbled into the coach and went for a drive to an apple orchard in a valley about eight miles distant { a | ologist He, Speaking His Mind Arrived there, Muldoon said, ‘‘Get out, boys, and pick some of those nice red ap- ples.” We piled out and picked dozens of the nice red apples. But when we looked for a word of praise from Muldoon, there was none forthcoming, because there was no Muldoon, and no coach either—nothing but the road winding like a ribbon, as we novelists say, and for the most part winding uphill. There stood the little old judge in his sl'ppers. I hate to think what would have happened to Muldoon had Muldoon at that moment appeared before him on the bench. He began to storm at the outrage. “I'll never go back there!”’ he cried. “Oh, come on now, judge,” I adjured him. The others, having no patience, already under way, the foremost disappe: ing over the brow of the hill were ‘I won't tolerate such an outrage!” he stormed. I took his arm and started him homeward. Outrage or no outrage, there was the matter of dinner to be considered. However, the judge found in me a sympa- thetic soul. I had never had the nerve to voice my resentment to Muldoon, but I had no objection to hearing somebody else do #9 I have seen men like Blakely Hall, once the owner of the Morning Telegraph, run away like a schoolboy, rather than face Muldoon with open rebellion at some order. I rather looked forward to having some- body step up and tell this Muldoon a thing or two The judge alternated between indigna- “T’d like to tell that fellow what I think of this.” tion and despair “Why don't you,” I suggested, “when you get back?” ‘IT will!” he cried. But a little farther on: ‘I can never make it,”” he complained sfyall pitiiully ‘Sure you can,” I said, determined to had to carry him. He was a frail little man and a good part of the get him there if I half support him, ell the while keeping alive the flame in his soul ay I did half carry, ile has no right to do a thing like this.”’ * Certainly He’s a ranted the judge not! big bully!’ “T don’t see why somebody doesn’t tell him so,”’ I sympathized. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ‘T'll tell him so!” he retorted. I looked at him admiringly. ‘‘ You're not afraid of him, are you?” “Afraid?"’ The judge snorted. ‘‘Just wait till I get hold of him!’ “You'll tell him where he gets off, you?” ‘You bet I will,’ snapped the judge. “Don’t forget what he did to us last week,’’ I prompted. “*T won’t,”” promised the judge grimly And so, while the afternoon waned and the twilight deepened, he managed, with my moral and physical support, to make the long miles. It was eight o’clock when we approached the farm ‘‘Remember,’’ I reminded the judge, “this isn’t training—it’s cruelty to ani- mals.” “T'll remember,” said the judge between his teeth. ‘“‘He can’t do this sort of thing to me ‘ “The old coward,” dare answer you.”’ We could see the lights of the dining room. The boys were just finishing dinner. In the lighted doorway stood Muldoon, his arms akimbo, waiting to welcome us. And as we came up: ‘Hello, there, boys,’’ he greeted us cheer- ily. ‘‘Just in time for dinner.” I got behind the judge, to give him plenty of room. I looked away, a little afraid of the impact of this thunderstorm I had pre- cipitated. The judge walked up to Muldoon and stared him in the eye. “Did you enjoy your stroll?”’ Muldoon. “Yes, indeed,’’ replied the judge. “Golden was getting a little tired, but I pulled him along, and here we are, hungry as a couple of bears!” But far from hurting me, the training at Muldoon’s not only built me up physically but must have helped my work, because my show was accepted for Broadway pro- duction under the brilliant and outstanding title of Miss Print won't I said. ‘He won't inquired His Name in Miss Print Securing the order for this first show had been quite a thrill for a youngster. pleting it under the unusual conditions of Muldoon’s training camp was But the greatest thrill of all was seeing my name in print on Broadway and Forty- second Street, in front of Hammerstein’s Theater, today more luxuriously appointed and known as the Rialto. When that day came, I stood on Forty- second Street, and there was a huge sign announcing in large letters: Com- another. MARIE DRESSLER IN A NEW MUSICAL PLAY ENTITLED MISS PRINT By GEORGE V. HOBART and somewhere down at the bottom, in type which could only have been achieved by a miniature painter using a dry-point needle, stood the words: LYRICS AND MUSIC BY JOHN GOLDEN The Happy Istes, Ycsemite National Park, California May 7,1927 I happened to be on friendly terms wit Will McConnell, the manager of the com- pany. He was a well-known character in theatrical circles—a writer, business manager, and, rarest of all, a gen- uine humorist. into a column in the Morning Telegraph, which was later edited by Rennold Wolf and since ably conducted by Leo Marct They tell that at one McConnel was Amelia Bingham’s business manager Amelia Bingham is still a f great personality and charm ago she was a star of the first magnitude perhaps best remembered in a play of Clyde Fitch’s called The Climbers McConnell was in the habit of consider ing his day’s work ended after seeing that the box-office receipts were put away. It agent, press His overflowing wit ran time ine actress ofl Twenty year seems Miss Bingham, who was not aware of this, sent a call boy one evening for M« Connell, only to learn that he had gone home. She had him located at the Lambs’ Club and finally got him on the phone. “Why aren’t you at the theater, Mr. McConnell?” she inquired. To which McConnell replied, ‘I thought I had finished all that was required of me Too Much Rope ‘““Indeed,”” said Miss could you be sure that something wouldn't Bingham; ‘“‘how develop which might need your presence? “What, for instance? Me- Connell. “Why,” burn down.” “Well,” said Mr. McConne!l manager, not a fireman.” There was nothing Will would not do he felt like it. I hadn't Broadway that I couldn't find a little time to hang around Miss Print On one of aemanded said she, “‘the theater might ‘I an Oo many shows or ’s atten- these occasions I called McConnell tion to the minute lettering of my name or tne sign. “Why,” said Mac, “that isn’t anything. I could have t t your name ir could be seen two blocks away “How could you do that?” I asked awestruck tones ‘By having the painter change sign,”’ he replied, “if I felt like it.” ‘What would make you feel like it? inquired “Well,” cigars might.”’ admitted McConnell, ‘“‘a box I knew, and most o remember, | is weakness for a I went out and bought a box of a! sure enough, the next day there with JOHN GOLDEN bigger th: else on it It costs some peopl \ to have their names in the bigs Broadway. But it only cost me cigars. Of course, you can’t expect a few dollars’ worth of publicity to last forever Mine lasted only until Miss Dressler had or good look at it But it certainly did pro the old adage: Give aman enough rope Editor's Note—This is the ird of a articles by Mr. Golden, in collaboration wi Brothers Shore The next will appear in issue

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THE SATURDAY OTHER PEOPLE’S TROUBLES Continued from Page 25 ‘He gave you good advice anyway,” I says. ‘‘We ain’t got no jail here, but it don’t do no harm to act like there was.” ‘“Would it be acting like there was if you done took other means and measures— like if you whupped him right good for the mangy hound he is?” Jule asks. I told him I reckoned I’d be within my rights and privileges as a free American citizen in so doing, if I’d tried peaceable means and measures first. ‘“That’s just what I was a-trying to find out,” he says. ‘It’s what I had a notion to do right along, but I wanted to get some He’s a-bringing his truck out now. I reckon I’ve got to advice on it. of the store hurry.” He started up the street without a single, solitary word more. I called to him to come back, but he kept on a-going. Toynbee had got all his truck in the wagon but one pack- age that he had under his arm, seemed like, and he was a-standing in front of the store, talking to Charley Fargo when Jule started for him. Then he turned away and walked tords the hitching rack to untie his mules and Julius hollered for him to wait and started to run. As Toynbee didn’t pay no attention, except to turn his head, Julius snatched up a rock. I seen that rock afterwards. It was what the Cousin Jacks call a dornick, round and smooth and weighing clost on to a couple of pounds. Julius stopped long enough to send that dornick on ahead of him and it took Toynbee in the pit of the stomach and doubled him like a jackknife. It’s a wonder it didn’t go right through him, but I reckon the package must have took up some of the shock and force of it. Anyway he sat down and waited until Julius arrived, and he didn’t have long to wait before the young man lit square atop of him and all sprad- dled out. About fifteen minutes later—or maybe ten--Mr. Toynbee was being assisted into his wagon by Charley Fargo and me, and Julius was a-standing with a blanket roll and an old valise at his feet and his hands full of dollar and two dollar bills and red whiskers. “T reckon I can take your advice now and get me a haircut,’’ Julius says to me. I let him take his blankets and his war sack to the barn, figuring to give him a place to sleep, and then he asked me where I'd go to get that haircut if it was me. I ad- vised him to go to Ed Phernetton’s, seeing Ed was the onliest barber we'd got, and he ambled off and was gone until near noon, and when he come back I didn’t skassly know him. Ed had certainly done a good ob. What with the trim to what hair was left on his head, and having it all brushed and slicked down and his face a smooth, even brown, with only the beginnings of his black mustache spared; and what with the new overalls and jumper that he’d got him at Fargo’s—he wasn’t nowheres like the same boy. It was a cinch that he’d looked at himself in a glass somewhere and reelized the improvement, for the red come up in his face before I'd hardly begun to inspect him. He told me it was the first time he'd ever been operated on by a professional tonsorial artist or had a razor laid to his cheek. ‘‘But I reckon it was worth paying money for,” says he. ‘‘Grandma Briggs always cut my hair ever sence I can remember,” he tells me. ‘She just upended one of her yaller mixing bowls on my head and cut around it up tothe rim; but her eyesight was kind of bad and she certainly jabbed me cruel with the points of them shears of hers, and I'd feel like I had the itch for a week after. Now this feller Ed-- I'd just as soon have him work me as not if he wasn’t so limber-tongued. He'd talk the hind leg offen a dawg. Well, it’s give me an appetite, anyway. Where would you go to get a meal if you was me?” If I'd known beforehand, I don't know as I'd have taken him to Ma Turgoos’, she on an orphan to being a widow and probly boot, and accordir g to the Good Book you ain’t supposed to consume the substance of such. But that’s what I done, and when he said he had an appetite he didn’t lie none whatever. I'd go so far as to say he was hungry. Ma set up a right liberal two-bit dinner, and if you wanted a second helping of anything extry good she'd give it to you with a cheerful smile and a willing sy If you'd cleared your dish clean, she'd ] it on you without asking. And she was never known to make more’n crossways on any pie ever come out of her Well, she didn’t have to press Julius Soup, oyster beefsteak, Irish stew, spinach greens, b’iled apple sass, light bread, biscuits and corn bread just naturally melted away before him like bank with a steam turned on it. The third time that ma come in with a plate of biscuit she stooped down and looked under the table. I asked her if she’d dropped anything “No,” says she; “I was just looking for the dog.’’ And then she laughed and took Jule’s cup away for another refill ““What dawg’s she talking about?’ Julius asks me ina whisper. “I ain’ of no dawg.” Mebbe two cuts oven any. crackers, beans, a snow hose i t seen not! ing she thought she heard one a-barking,”’ I says. “‘T know what she meant,” he says; and when ma come back with his coffee and an- other dish of the Irish stew he says to her, “Tain’t just eating my dinner, ma’am; I'm eating my breakfast and last night's supper and the first three square meals I've et since I left Missouri, and I aim to pay for what I get.” “Bless your heart, boy!”’ says ma, pat ting him on the shoulder. ‘Eat all you want, and the more you eat, the better I'll be pleased. I just got my joke You ask Mr. Stegg.”’ All the same, I reckon his feelings was hurt, because after he’d ‘tended to the Irish stew and drunk his coffee and got outside of two sections of pie, he pushed his plate away and quit; and when he went to pay ma he gave her six bits, and when she wouldn’t take more than the quarter he stepped back to the table and laid the half dollar down and skipped. “Right’s right,’’ he says as we walked back tords the barn. ‘‘ There ain't nothing small about me but my feet. Maybe I et six bits’ worth. Anyway it’s like I told her—I aim to pay for what I get.” “Tf that’s the way you feel you'd better go back and give the pore woman the rest of the money you've got and your note for the balance that will be a-coming to her,” | to nave Says. “*You’re another of these humorous jok- ers, ain't you?”’ says he. “‘ You don’t mean for me to take that serious, do you?” ‘Maybe I don’t,” I says ‘But the question now is what are you a-going to do next > “T was a-going to ask your advice on that point,’’ he answers me. “I'd better hunt me a job, don’t you reckon? How would you go to work to find one if you was me?” “I'd ask around if I was in your place,” I told him. ‘That's my advice ‘**Well, do you know anybody that wants a good man?” he asks. Right then I old Bill a-driving up the street with a load of pitch pine he'd brought in for Doce Lewis. | ho lered for him to stop, and he done so You was asking me the other day if I knew any body that wanted a job, wasn't you?” | says to him. = Yes,” says Bill ‘**Here he is,” the barn when you’ve ur find us there.”’ , I says limmey seen “Drive around t says | loaded and you I felt a considerable relieved when finally Julius climbed into the seat with Bill and started off. There had been some argument EVENING POST Choose Your Electric Range from These Famous Values 2-Burner Stove No. 100 $550 No. 237, $9.00 ALI NICKEI Far higher in West and Canada No. Sold by 20,000 Dealers — kx NATIONAL STAMPING AND ELECTRIC WORKS, 3 W.. Lak OC ra TT cs Py NY o Sip . vr) —=, ARIA s Vet He *e \ = SS EM me : 7 a = — a & : No. 19 Iron, > N oO, 1 4 N 106 5

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Bill was willing to pay him twenty on a gamble that he was somewheres near worth it, for one month, after which, if he was extry good he might think about twenty-five; but his name was Timmey —T-i-m-m-e-y, not Vanderbilt--and all the money he made was got by the sweat of his brow, raising garden truck and oats and corn and such if he didn’t get hailed out—and putting up hay and hauling pitch pine into town at two dollars a load or a dollar a jag, and not a single, solitary gol-darn gold mine on the whole of his three hundred and twenty acres, and Julius could take twenty dol- lars or leave twenty dollars, but he wanted to make up his mind which. ‘“What would you do if you was me?”’ Julius asks me. I told him that Bill wasn’t as ornery as he looked, and that twenty dollars was twenty dollars better’n rumors and caynards of forty, not to mention that board was in- cluded in the terms —which was reely worth mentioning; also, that he’d have home in- fluences, Bill having on the premises a lovely wife and two fair, blooming daughters, in view and in consideration of all which, I’d advise him to take Bill up with a snap before he changed his mind, and then strive to deserve his good luck. ‘Well, if you say so, I reckon it’s the best I can do,” says Julius. And so he went, and, say, I felt a heap relieved. Not that I had anything against the boy, but owing to his confidence in my judgment I felt I'd have a heap of responsibility on my shoulders if he stayed around. Another thing he’d promised to play that mouth organ for me and I was afraid that he would keep his promise. It was a couple of weeks before I seen Bill Timmey again, and I asked him how Julius C. was a-conducting himself. “T ain’t got no partic’ler fault to find with him,” says Bill. ‘‘He’s a rustler, all right, and he’s got savvy. He knows how to handle a hoe and swing an ax and plow a straight furrow, and he can stack hay as good as I can, or better. I'll have to jump him to twenty-five if he keeps up his lick, but he’s a new broom yet. I kind of sus- picion that his legs is holler, but there ain’t no denying that he moves ‘em lively.” ‘**A hearty eater, is he?’’ I says. “Heart and soul is what he puts into it,” says Bill. ‘‘He’s sure a famine breeder, that boy is. But then he’s still a-growing, I reckon, and as long as the hens keep a-laying and my hogs don’t get the cholera, I don’t grudge him his victuals. All is, I’ve got to put in another two-three acres to buckwheat and beans if he winters with us--and I reckon he will. The womenfolks seem to like him all right, for all the extra cooking they have to do, so I oughtn’t to kick. You know he plays the mouth organ, don’t you?” “He said he had one,” says I; and Billy said yes, and he sure could make it talk. I ought to hear him. The women were plumb crazy about it~ specially Estelle. When Fern Jones was over the other night he, Bill, had to laugh. Fern had been a-leaving his guitar at the house account of him being there more frequent than any other place, and Estelle liking to hear him pick on it and sing the songs these greasers sing to their girls, and then telling her what they meant in English. Well, when Fern went to get the guitar out of the case, Estelle she says, ‘Oh, don’t let’s tonight, Fern. I want you should hear Julius play Listen to the Mocking Bird. Play it, Julius.” “So Julius he played that,” says Bill, “and then he played Juanita, and Father, Dear Father, Come Home With Me Now, and The Yaller Girl That Winked at Me, and Dixie, and Hop Light, Lou, and quite a mess more, until finally Fernando got up and allowed he'd be hitting the trail for the ranch--and he took the guitar with as I him, or he was a-going to; but Estelle she followed him outside, and when she come back she had the guitar with her, so I EVENING POST reckon she talked some sense into him.” Old Bill chuckled. ‘“‘T reckon he wasn’t so much to blame,” says I. ‘It looks to me as if you'd be afraid Julius would make trouble between them two.” “That kid!” says Bill. ‘I reckon not! Estelle may act flighty at times, and she likes to string the boys, but she’s got a mighty level head on her, and she knows which side her bread’s buttered on as well as Cecilia does, for all she don’t look as sober. No, I ain’t fretting about her, no more’n I am about her sister. It looks to me like both them gals has picked good men, well fixed and well behaved; and when you think of the raft of no-account young roost- ers I haa to stand off before Fern and Ed come along, you wouldn’t worry about a green, half-growed, half-baked young johnny-come-lately just because he can play the mouth organ.” Come to think it over, I concluded he was right. It didn’t look reasonable to think he wasn’t. I knew both of them girls of his tol’able well, and even when the com- petition was mighty brisk, before Fern cut her out of the bunch, Estelle would most always save a dance or two out for me when there was doings. I wasn’t so well ac- quainted with Cecilia, but she was the kind that was sort of quiet and not so easy to get well acquainted with. She was keep- ing company with Ed Walsh, and Ed had quite a bunch of cattle, although he made most of his money gambling. He was a square gambler, though, and stood high in the c’munity. Kind of a chunky, red-faced feller, with hair and eyebrows as white as a Swede’s. Fernando Jones was from Texas and he’d been foreman of the X Bar 7 for a couple of years and was getting good pay. Considerable of a dude, Fern was, but he was a good cowman and none of the X Bar7 boys made objections to the fit of his pants or the mother-of-pearl butt to his gun. There was a feeling that Fern wasn't a good man to monkey with. And once he had sort of declared himself in with Estelle, he was give the right of way. Same way with Ed and Cecilia. Nothing def’nite or settled, so far’s anybody knew, with either but they had the inside track at Timmey’s and there couldn't be no doubt that they’d hold it. As soon as his month was up, here come Julius, a-riding into town and into my barn on a little bright bay horse that had the X Bar 7 brand, vented, on his left hip, and which I reco’nized as the property of Miss stelle Timmey, presented to her with the kind regards and best wishes of Mr. Fer- nando Jones Now I knew that Estelle thought so much of that horse that she wouldn’t let her father ride him; so the first thing, when Julius was unsaddling, I asked him how come. He looked at me kind of round- eyed. “Why not?” he says. ‘He's gentle and it ain’t no trick to ride him. That's the reason Estelle made me take him, I reckon That saddle horse of Bill's, he throwed me twicet, and the last time he come near breaking my neck. Say, I want to ask your advice about something.” one; “Didn’t you never learn to ride?” I asked him ‘*Not before I left Missouri,’ he says “‘T wasn’t raised to horses. In the mount- ings where I come from, the onliest thing you could have learned to ride would have been a goat, so we used Shanks’ mare when we traveled. But I can make out now all right if the horse stays on all four legs the way he was created and intended for to do, and keeps tol’able clost to the ground. These here broncos, though, as you call ‘em, act like they was Injy-rubber bounc- ing balls and aim to see how high and hard they can bounce. They ain't no pleasure for me to fork, and if they was, the pleasure wouldn't last long. When I want to go up in the air I'll take one of these here b’loons. ! was a-going to ask you something.” ‘‘What brought you to town, anyway?” I asked him. May 7,1927 “I'm a-going to buy me a suit 0’ clothes if it don’t take more’n my pile,”’ he an- swers. “Bill's give me an order on the store for my wages, but mebbe I won't hav enough. Bill’s going to pay me twenty-five after this. Where’ll I put the horse? I promised Estelle I'd give him a feed of oats at noon.” I pointed out a stall and he led the horse in and tied him to a manger of hay. As he come out he says, “Say, I want you to tell me what you'd do if si I didn’t have no more manners than to interrupt him. ‘‘How do you like it at Bill’s?”’ I inquires. “T like it all right,”’ he says. “I'd as lief work for him as anybody if he’d pay m« forty a month. What I wanted you to advise me “There’s two-three able-bodied young fellers I know that would be willing to pay Bill forty a month to be let to work for him,”’ says I, and he said he'd heerd about that loco weed, but how come did they all three eat it? I explained to him that they wasn’t locoed, but would be glad of the priv’lege of living in the same house and breathing the same air as Estelle Cecilia. “They’re right nice young ladies and they ain’t bad looking, and Cecilia bakes elegant cakes, but the air seems about the same to me one place as another,” says Ju lius — ‘excepting mebbe when they’re mak ing coffee or a-cooking cabbage. Estelle, though, she’s got some kind of stuff in a fancy little bottle that smells awful good better’n what that barber slapped on my face when he’d got through shaving me She put two-three drops on my _ hand- kerchief last Sunday, and you can still smell it.”’ He untied the handkerchief around his neck and poked it under my nose. I told him that it wasn’t according to Hoyle for a man to go around with scent on his handkerchief, only when he went to a dance or something like that. “IT wish’t they’d get up a dance some wheres,” he says. ‘‘ I’m a-going to get me a suit o’ clothes today if I got enough money Bill’s give me an order on the store for my pay and mebbe I can make the riffle with what I got already, and then I'll be fixed. Estelle she’s been a-learning me some steps and I’ve got ‘em down pretty good I reckon I'd like it. But what I crave now and what I’m a-going to get is a drink of good liquor. I ain’t had a drink since I left home. Toynbee he had a jug along, but he was never gentleman enough to invite me to join him. Kept it under lock and key in the mess box. Yes, sir, under lock and key, the small-souled son of a gun!"’ I allowed that Toynbee was right and that whisky wasn’t no good for a man until he got his growth. I said it made a runt of him and give him the collywobbles to boot He said he wasn’t no runt, and he didn’t b’lieve he’d got any kind of a misery, and he’d been raised on co’n liquor; but I told him that I was referring to the whisky they passed over the bar here, which, owing to the slow transportation, wasn’t no longer fresh and wholesome like he'd got it, right from the still. ‘It’s all turned brown with age and decay,’’ I says. “If you'll take my advice,”’ says I, “‘you won't touch a drop of it until you get back to the Ozarks. Keep away from it. Goto the store and buy you what you need, and some stick candy, and Another thing,” I “don’t let anybody get you into a card game, because they'll money away from you before you know it That’s my advice to you, m’ son.” “*Well,”’ says he, ‘‘al! the advice you've give me so far has been good, and I reckon I'll take that and do like you say. Other- wise, I was a-going to ask you to join me if you could get away. But what I wanted your advice on I didn’t get to hear what it was then, ac- count of Dave Shaw driving in with his buckboard and having to help him with his team. Julius hung around a while longer, but the next thing Harvey Bloss got back and then get back to work says, just take your Continued on Page 191

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Continued from Page 186 I'd sent h up and santered off was a-rushing that and it was away past noon when I got to go todinner; and Ma Turgoos told me that Julius had been and et and gone; but when with a horse im after, and he give Business morning,

I got back to the barn Estelle’s horse was still there. I gave him the feed of oats Julius had asked me to give him and then went on with other things, figuring that it wouldn't be long before the young fool showed up. But he didn’t, and it got along pretty clost tosuppertime. I thought then that I’d mosey up to the store and see if he was there. He wasn’t, so I waited until Charley Fargo was through with a customer and asked him if Julius had been in. ‘* Yes,”’ says Charley, “he come in early this after- and bought him a suit necktie and a pair of suspenders and a hat an’ shoes and some other things. Quite an outfit he got.”’ ‘Get it on time?” I asked him. ‘Not so’s you'd notice it,’”’ he answers ‘I see myself a-selling forty-dollar suits to ranch hands with liquor on their breaths that I don’t know nothing about, only that they licked a man out in front of my store one time! No, sir-ree! He had an order on me for twenty dollars from Bill Timmey, but he paid the spot cash for the balance before he went out of the Then he come back and bought him a dollar’s worth of stick candy. I guess he went back to Pat's after that.” I meandered over to Pat Lynch’s. No, Julius wasn’t there. Williams was be- hind the bar and I asked him if he'd seen inything of a young slim-jim in a brown jumper who was a-working for Bill Timmey ‘Seen him! ‘I ain’t seen no- body nothing else, I've been so busy a-watching him. A fool for luck! Ain't hat right? Yes, he come in here this morn- ing when Lou Green was a-setting up the drinks for the and Lou invited him to get into the line-up. I asked him what he’d have and he says what would I have if I was him? I says that I'd have about two fingers of bourbon if I was in his fix. ‘That’s whisky, ain’t it?’ he asks me, noon of clothes, a store. Joe : Says Joe. nor crowd, and I told him he was a-shouting it was whisky. ‘Then I don’t want it,’ he says ‘It’s old, ain’t it?’ All the time the line a-waiting on him. ‘Old enough to vote, mighty nigh,’ | says, and he says that that was what he was give to understand, and I'd have to excuse him; but how about applejack ‘I told him the nearest I come to 8e was Three Star brandy, and he said he’d try that, I'm telling you he poured himself a drink. It might have been bigger if the glass had held more. I looked to see him keel over when he’d downed it, but he never batted only turned to the ‘em to have him now and took the same for his, Said it wasn’t so bad, it must have lost some and an eye; crowd and asked one on and no less and no chaser but he misdoubted of its stren’th ‘Then he walked over to where Ed Walsh and Cass Gurney and a couple of boys from the T A N was playing stud, and and watched ‘em a while. Pres- ently Cass said that he was busted and got out of the game, and Ed looked up and says, ‘Hello, Julius! Want to sit in here?’ ‘No, I reckon not,’ says your friend ‘] passed my word to let cards alone.’ ‘Ed looked at him kind of hard, and then nodded and went on dealing, and the boy goes over to the wheel and stood and watched that for quite a spell. Finally he went down into his pants and brought out a two-dollar bill and put it on the red, and all me a liar if there didn’t come a four run of red before somebody told him that he’d better pick up his money. He grabbed t quick enough, though, when he got it through his head that he'd win thirty-two simoleons; and seeing it come black the next time, it was just as well he didn’t lose notime. The same feller that had told him said that he ‘could play numbers now, but His Julius? Well, Julius illowed d him some things he ne stood

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THE SATURDAY + hut needed at the he’d mebbe try the ‘After dinner he package under nis take care of it for | store first, and then ea after dinner numbers come back with a Dig arm and asked me to m for a while after he'd refreshed himself jolt of and he mebbe, afore then, other Three Star, he hbegur to play 1 , was still a-playing you come In ten mi Sometimes he'd nutes, win and win, and then he’d get down most to bed rock, and then climb out of the hol again. No sense or rime or reason the way he put down his money; but all the same, Jerry says he went off with clost on to a couple of hundred of the bank roll. Yes, if you’d come in ten or fifteeen minutes earlier you'd have seen him.”’ I went on to get my supper. Ma told me

that Julius hadn’t been in, but | n't wait for him Then I went back to the barn, where Harvey Bloss was a-waiting for me, and Julius had been and gone ‘He waited mighty nigh half an hour for you to come back ] and then he lit out,” says Harvey. ‘He said he’d promised Estelle Timmey that he'd be back with her horse by suppertime and he had to go was mighty wanted to but he’d Told me to tell you that he sorry he missed you, ask your advice about someth be around again before long.’ ‘Did he act like he wasn’t self—like there was him?” I asked. ‘I dunno as there was any with him,” says Harvey. “‘ He on the horse but he to know which end’s whic ‘ause he ing, be« quite him anything wrong wit! thing wrong tried to get aon wrong side, ’t seem ‘h about a horse I didn’t notice nothing.” Well, I wasn’t p’tic’larly sorry myself that he had missed me at the time; but he didn’t get around like I had expected he would, and I caught myself a-wondering about things. Bill Timmey told me when I seen him that it was busy days around the ranch. He told me that Julius was sti dj up his lick and on some accounts a ‘d like to keep him, even if he had to pay } higher wages. I asked him what the other accounts was that made him want to run Julius off the ranch, but he didn’t tell me; only that who said he wanted to run him off, and that if he took a notion to run anybody off he’d do it so quick it would make your head swim. All the same, he said, he didn’t think that Julius would with him many more moons longer wouldn’t be contented to stay ‘Il heard he made quite a win when he was in town,”’ I says. ‘Il heard about that too-—a consider- able,”’ says Bill, kind of short So I didn’t broach the subject no more, and got to talking about some hay he'd promised to haul me and hadn't got around to. He said that he'd sure let me have it inside of a week, if I had enough to run me that long, and he done so; but he brung himself, instead of sending Julius in with it, like I had sort of expected he would The way it was, I got more and more cur’ous about what Julius wanted my ad and whether it had any bearing on I reelized iat my interest in Julius was a-growing. I didn’t know whether I liked him or not, but I felt kind of dis- appointed when Bill come in himself with the last load of hay Finally Hal Wolcott give sort of a housewarming for the new story and-a-half hewn log that he’d just put up it in on, what. vice a dance as a at his ranch in Shep’s Canyon. | don’t know as I'd have gone away out there, but some of the boys around town made up a party, and I drove ’em out in a wagonette I'd got that would hold six couple that didn't mind setting clost. Well, there was a big crowd there, and Wolcott had Johnny Mueller and Matt Bingham for the music, and the was al way when we got there. I stood in the door with some of the others that wasn't watched ‘em waltzing Estelle Timmey got doings ready under dancing and I see Fern the first I no- Jones and ticed, and then I seen Ed Walsh dancing with Cecilia, and the next thing, there was Julius. EVENING POST l had to twicet before | knew

look Talk about your dudes! When I ti ignt of the first time I'd laid eyes on him nad the way he was then, I st had t All slicked up and as fresh as a } coat bound wit! } pants a’most as tight as a persor inder wear, button shoes with patent-leather t high stand-up collar and old-gold yellow all-over tie and a old-gold silk handkerchief to matct hang ng out of his breast pocket Fern Jones d dnt have muctl tne 11dge over Julius that night ar yway He wa a-dancing with Pearl Wolcott and making it tol’able well for a new beginner, only he got mixed and tangled up once or twice tried to when he worse thar reverse him that I've He was sure attracting a heap of attent He proud, th ] and the moment he seen wasn't me af 4 made a pee ne tor to her seat,

his lady me and pump-handled me until I had to jerk away from him. Then he caught me by the arm and took me off to one side ‘What do you think of this outfit * he

says, a-beaming with pride. “‘ Pretty flossy and lah-de-dah, ain't it? I'm sure giving the gals a treat tonight, ain't I? I'll say yes! Forty dollars I paid for this here suit--cash money —and the shoes and the other fixings I got when | was in towr and “4 “IT know,” I says. “‘Charley Fargo give the invent’ ry “ Know "em?”’ he says me how I got the money to pay for } ‘I know all about that, too, and how much you took away with you when you left Pat’s —all the p’tic’lars,”’ says | He looked brightened up again. “It taking your advice,”” he says. ‘All along, I left the trail, all my good lu nd of disappointed, all come through

ever since has come account of doing like you advised me. I reckon maybe I'd have let Toynbee go if you hadn't recommended other means and measures, and I wouldn’t maybe have gone to work for Bill if you hadn't said it was the best thing to do—although | aim job t efore iong to get me a forty-a-month And then, if you hadn’t warned me against playing cards, I'd maybe have got into a game with Ed Walsh and got skinned. | prob’ly wouldn't have took notice of that there turn-around jigger that I won or and I figger I’ve got you to thank for tha ‘Don’t name it,”’ says I

glad to help out a deserving y ‘I won't forget it,’” says he *T’ve got to go hunt Estelle now for the next dance but I got something else | want to ask yo advice about this evening.” I allowed I'd go with him, and we four Estelle without much trouble She was certainly a-looking sweet, and I thought that she oughtn’t to be kept in ignorance of it, so I told her, and details Don’t quit,”” she Says, mentioning particular when | stopped

for breatk “T’ve got a real sweet toot along with all the other sweetness, and there’s one thing I like more’: notne t taffy I said it wasn’t ta but a plain, straight conservative stating of a small part of th to goodness I'd tell her undeniable, honest facts me a dance she'd yive

more of ’em She told me that owing having give me up in despair she'd bee promising dances right and left, but I cou bank on the Ladies’ Choice and the next one after this l’d you this’r tw anybody else but Julius,”’ she says, mal eyes at Julius But, you see, I got hin or less on my feet tl or T is 1 T rY ‘ him have a good time if | do suffe The next one e Fern Jone can have it Julius } 1 of looked dow ‘ You don’t need to fret about me ha good time ‘thout you suffering on my) ount. Mr. Stegg can have this’? Oh, now he’s mad at me!” says Estelle, kind of broken-hearted What's por lto do? Julius honey, I don’t mind yo stepping on m feet part L ] t * STONE: Ss

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The next thing I seen him and Cora Wells a-dancing in the same set as Julius and Estelle—side couple—and when they set to corners I took notice how Estelle danced at him, sassy and smiling, and how his face was black as a thundercloud. I thought I seen a heap in the glimpse or two I got, and I made up my mind I wasn’t a-going to horn in and take Fern’s dance away from him. According, I made for the door as soon as the quadrille was over; but I didn’t make it, because Estelle seen me and came a-skating after me, and got me by the arm and asked me where I was a-going and had I forgot that I was engaged and tied up to dance the next with her. I told her I was a-going to go see to my team and for her to quit fooling and the next dance belonged to Fern Jones. **Oh, does it?’’ says she. ‘‘ You don’t tell me! Well, I guess I'm the one that has the say about that, and your old horses can wait. Besides, I want to talk to you—-ask your advice.’’ She held me by a button of my coat, a-twisting it and looking sassy. “What about?” I asked her. ‘‘Well,”’ says she, a-fluttering her eye- lashes and trying to look modest, ‘‘sup- posing you was a beautiful young girl with a warm, loving heart and a first name beginning with FE, and you had been, out of pity and the kindness of your heart, a-going with a young man who worked for a cattle company; and supposing you was reelly in love with an—ahem!-~a sort of middle-age gentleman with lovely sandy whiskers and awful handsome and sweet-dispositioned, in the livery business, name beginning with S; and supposing he “i “Listen, little sister,’ I says. ‘‘ You leggo of that button and behave yourself. I'll give you some advice if you want it, and if you don’t want it, I'll give it to you just the same. Julius ain’t ag “Don’t you think he is?” she interrupts. “T do. I think he’s just perfectly lovely and as handsome as he can be; and don't you think those clothes are elegant on him? I do. And he dances real well, too, con- sidering.” “There ain't no need of you giving him any more lessons, anyway,” I says to her. “Not very many more,” she answers. “But it ain’t no trouble for me to learn him.” “It’s just a-going to stir up a heap of trouble for other folks,’’ I told her. ‘‘ Like lending special gift horses—which is worse than a-looking ’em in the mouth in some cases,’’ I says. “Tf you go on talking thataway I ain’t a-going to love you near so passionate,” says she. ‘“ You never heard Julius play on the mouth organ. He plays it like an angel, or like an angel would play it if mouth organs was provided instead of harps. Don't he, Fern?”’ I looked around, and Fern Jones was a-standing right by me, looking mighty glum. “This here’s our dance,” he says to her as Matt begun to scrape his fiddle. ‘You dance it with Cecilia,’ says she, mighty flip. “‘ Mr. Stegg and me are a-going to set through it. We're talking of some- thing mighty interesting.” “Mr. Stegg ain't a-going to do nothing of the kind,”’ I told her. ‘‘ He’s a-going to dance it with Cecilia.””. And with that I quit ’em and walked over to where Cecilia was a-setting, near where Matt and Johnny was a-playing. She didn’t seem to be pay- ing any attention to the music, although she was tapping the floor with her foot The way she looked around the room, here and there, I figured she was a-waiting for Ed Walsh, and that Ed was due to get a piece of her mind when he did come. “‘Here I am, my dear,” I says to her, crooking my arm. ‘I was unavoidably de- tained and kept from getting here sooner, so please excuse me.” EVENING POST Well, right then I got the jolt of my life. Instead of smiling at me pleasant and wel- coming, she just turned her head and looked at me like no girl or woman had ever done in all my born days. I'd always thought Cecilia was a real pretty girl in her way, for all her freckles. Not so much so as Estelle, although she was two years younger, but above the av’rage, maybe. But she didn’t look pretty to me then. Her lips drawed tight and her eyes opened wide and angry at me, and like I'd been dirt. If she had hauled off an’ slapped my face I don’t believe I’d have noticed it, atop of the look she gave me. ‘‘What’s the mat- ter?’’ I asked her. ‘I'd advise you not to come around my- dearing me,”’ she says, and there couldn't be no doubt but she meant it. “I hope you'll excuse me taking of the liberty, but I never knowed you to make any objections to it before,”’ I says, polite but firm. “I'd advise you not to speak to me nor come anywheres near me no more,” says, and flounced around in her chair and begun tapping the floor with her foot hardei than ever. I reckon I'd have kept on at her, only I noticed a couple of women a-looking at us and whispering, so I laughed as hearty and natural as I could make out to and walked away and went outdoors, a considerable dazed. There was two-three of the boys out by the hay corral, a-drinking in the fresh air or something; but excepting for them and the horses, it looked like I had all outdoors to myself. The moon had just come up, near the full, so that I found my team without any trouble and saw that they was all right. Also I seen that Fern Jones’ new buggy was right next to my wagonette, and being as the seat of it was more comfortable than mine, I climbed in and lit my pipe and tried to figure out what that little snip Cecilia had got against me to make her act up the way she’d done. My feelings was sure hurt. Like I said, I hadn’t never been as well acquainted with her as I was with Estelle, but that was part because she was sort of shy and part because I hadn’t seen her real often, being as Estelle had had two years the start of her, going to dances and she such. Still, we’d always been good friends, and I couldn’t think of nothing I'd done or said to get her mad at me. All was, I'd have to find out from Estelle or Ed Walsh. I knocked the ashes out of my pipe and started to get out, and felt something hard under the cushion of the seat. It was Fern’s pearl-handled gun, and I looked at it a minute, thinking of Fern’s face when he watched Estelle walking off with Julius, and then I broke it and dumped the cat- tridges in my pocket before I put it back. One of the robes was a-hanging out of my rig, so I took and folded it, and while 1 was a-doing that Julius come up to me. I hadn’t seen him come out of the house. The moon was right on his face, and he looked kind of agitated. ‘‘I was a-looking for you,”’ he says. ‘I want right now to ask you about what I was a-going to ask you about. I mean what | told you about. I mean — what I mean “Take your time, boy,” I says. ‘*‘ Make up your mind what you do mean and then tell me.” ‘*What would you do if a man acted like you wasn’t nothing at all —no person, any- way if hespoke up when you was a-talking to another person ’sif what you said wasn't worth listening to and looked at your feet when you was a-wearing brogans and at your legs when you was a-wearing overalls like they was something that hadn’t ought to been allowed—kind of making small of you in every way, shape and manner? I wanted to ask you that when I was in town that day. I know what I want to do right well, but I don’t know what I ought to do. It ain't manners to fuss when there’s a lady present, is it?” ‘It ain't considered so,” **Is ladies always present? **Whenever he comes around there is and sometimes they all three is I answered him. > oe» or one Is, May 7,1927 wheu i°m a-playing my mouth organ. It ain’t no manners to say ‘Oh, my Lawd!’ when a feller starts to play, either, is it?”’ “It may not be manners and it sure ain’t reverend, but I can understand a man say- ing it if he ain’t got no ear for mouth-organ music,’’ I says. ‘‘ But if a man looks hard at your boots or pants, it ain’t no breach of etiquette for you to look right back at his and see how he likes it himself.”’ “He'd like it,” says Julius. ‘‘ His boots is the finest kind— high-heeled —and when he rides over he wears them silver-inlay spurs of his with the dingle-dangles on, and them bearskin chaps. You couldn't look at him nowheres but he'd be tickled to death Buckskin gloves, too, so his white hands won't get sunburned, and that pearl- handled gun with silver doodads on the scabbard. But that don’t give him no license to make small of me. I'd as soon raise corn as cows, myself, and I’d make more money at it than he does wages if | had Bill’s place or a place of my own, and could run it the way I wanted. But what would you do if you was me? If he'd say something it would be different.” ““He’s a cow-puncher, is he?”’ I asked. “It’s Fern Jones,” says Julius. “‘I won't make no bones about telling you. One thing, tonight there ain’t nothing wrong with my pants nor yet my shoes. It done me good to get all them fixings, you bet! I’m a-going to try that turn-around jigger again the next time I’m in town, and maybe, with what I’ve got now, I'll havea plenty to start me a ranch of my own in But what I wanted to ask you What would good shape. about was this here Jones. you do if you was me?”’ “T’d treat him with silent content,” | says. “If he acted like I wasn’t around | wouldn’t be around. I’d shun him like one of these here pestilences, particularly when there was a lady present name of Estelle Timmey, and in general I wouldn't make more of a cussed fool of myself than I could help. If a man insulted me I'd climb his hump; but if he let me alone I'd let him alone.” “And I'll give you another piece of ad- vice,” says Fernando Jones right behind us. “Don’t you let me catch you a-dancing with Miss Estelle Timmey no more, and if you ride her horse one more time I'll drag you offen it and jam you into the ground post-hole deep.”’ We was both of us taken by don’t say that Fern had come up atiptoe yr anything like that, and he had a right to go to his buggy for anything he needed; but he sure didn’t make any ra‘ “*Sabe?”’ surprise. I ket to speak of. says he. Julius savvied. He let out a Comanche war whoop to signify the same as he took a flying leap, much the way he’d jumped Toynbee, and he lit on Fern much the same way, feet and fists both in action. The dif- ference was that Fern was tolerable celeri- ous himself and didn’t get much out of the perpendicular, and he give the Wildcat of the Ozarks something else to do with them side-button, patent-leather-tip shoes be- sides planting ‘em in Fern Jones’ stummick. They was both needed on the ground and moving lively. It was as rangy a fight as ever I seen back and forth and give and take, and Julius doing most of the taking. But that didn’t last long. Somebody’d left a pitch- fork a-standing by one of the wagons and Julius must have seen the tines a-glistening in the moonlight and concluded he could do a heap better with that there agricul- tural implement than what he could with sts, so he jumped back lively and got a holt of it. Fern jumped back, too, and his hand went behind him and come out with his pearl-handled gun, and he was quick enough to snap it three times before Julius stumbled over a foot that I'd put in front of him and lit on the top of his head, turning half a somersault. That ended the business, as | promptly sat down on Julius, and Wolcott got his arms around Fern, while another fellow twisted the gun out of his hand. his bare fi Continued on Page 195

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST SUNDAY, She would like a watch, too— MAYS possibly a jewel. GIFTS ~PHAT \/ | other's Day TH or »>~ jefe =. wt Te is all ar ranged that Daughter is to present the Surprise. You stand in the doorway waiting while she tiptoes in with her eager cry, “Mother, guess what I have for you!” Never will you forget that look on Mother's face. Pleased? Why she is so happy she tries to laugh and cry and hug youand Barbara, and say “Thank You” all at the same time! yee * | rave for you. / And the best of it is that years from now, when daughter is a grown-up lady with a personal interest in velvet-lined boxes, Mother's jeweled gift will still be counted among her treasured pos- sessions. For jewels, untouched by Time, remain our constant companions through the years. Like the love that prompts their purchase, they become more precious with the memories of each passing year. y KT L

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Continued from Page 192 Wolcott was mad. ‘“‘What kind of a honk-a-tonk do you think my ranch is?” Fern when he’d turned him “T figured I was asking my friends and neighbors here to have a pleasant, so ciable time and that they would act like gentlemen. Now see here, you two! | want you to light out of these here premises right away, if not sooner. If you want to raise merry hell and kill each other, there’s aplenty of suitable places elsewhere. | don’t want no more trouble, but you, the both of you, to git!” “*T reckon you've got a right, Hal,” Fern, ‘“‘and I ain’t going to make no trouble. But I brung a lady here.”’ “T’ll see to the lady,’ says Wolcott. “You get your team and hitch up. And you, young man, you climb your horse and light out, and I hope you enjoyed your ne says to loose Says evening. “Would you do it, or would you crawl his hump?” says Julius to me “I'd do like he says-—-and quick,” I says, and he took my advice. The dance broke up tol’able early. Word of the trouble had got to the folks inside the house, and what with Fstelle telling Wolcott that she thanked him kindly, but she’d go home with Cecilia and Ed-- which she done right away— and what with Wol- cott being glum about that and about Mis’ Wolcott being mad because he'd run the boys off, the life sort of went out of the party I got back to town with my bunch not much after twelve, and about an hour ater Ed Walsh drove in with the rig he’d hired from me. I asked him right away if Cecilia had mentioned to him that I was a low-down, disgusting, mis’able cur dog Ind me with his buttermilk eyes blank and his face like I’d just him five chips. ‘Why, no,”’ he says, ‘not as I remember. No such references was made regarding you- not regarding you. But I wouldn't put it past her.” I told him that she’d as good as said I was, and I'd been wondering what I'd done, not seeing no reason. He told me that he thought I had more sense than to expect reason from a woman, and then I asked him if Julius had got back to Timmey’s safe and sound, and he said “To hell with Julius!’ and walked out. I didn’t feel like blaming him. Two's company and three’s none, even if the third party ter, and he’d prob’ly thought that moon- light drive home with Cecilia would be the best part of the dance. And I was getting sort of satiated with Julius myself. Alto- gether I was glad to roll into my blankets and forget other folks’ troubles. But the first thing in the morning they come on me again, and all through breakfast | was wondering whether Fern and Julius had met up and finished what they'd begun, and whichaway Fern had headed when he drove off from Wolcott's, which I'd forgot to inquire about. There was a heap I wanted to know. I didn’t have to wait long for some of it. When I got back to the barn and into the office cubby-hole, the first thing I seen was an old valise and a blanket roll that looked kind of familiar; and when I called Harvey Bloss and asked him how come, he told me that Julius had drove up with Len Terbush in Len’s wagon and had dumped the things and left word that he’d be back after a while and please to let "em lay. Also, along with the valise and blankets was the in- formation that Julius had quit working for Bill Timmey. In the same breath Harvey tells me that old man, who run the wheel in Pat’s saloon, had took sick, and that he’d have to take a day off if I didn’t care. looked at

raised is a dear sis- Bloss, his Jerry I was peeved. ‘Why didn’t you tell me I asked him. ‘‘ Pat don’t want you to take your pop’s place, does he?” “No,” says Harvey, grinning. ‘All the wheels I get to spin is buggy wheels. Pat before?” says that he'll maybe get Ed Walsh to help anyway him out I'm needed at home THE SATURDAY Re ason | a dn't tell you be fore maybe you'd feel better after you'd et I had to let him go, but irom going tions and inquiries if Len’s team wa didn’t see it, nor yet anything resemb! Julius, until about four o'clock in the after- noon, when he comes dragging along, look- it prevented m¢ out to make a lew investiga I stepped out to loo tied anywheres, but |

ing mighty sick, with his eyes like two burnt holes in a blanket Parker's aray had just a couple of sacks of oats rig} Too plague-taked lazy to pack unloaded outside 7 ‘em into the barn. Julius slumped down or one of ’em like he was weary Hello!” “T was beginning to think something had happened to you.”’ He nodded and looked down at his feet. In a moment or two he looked up again ‘Something has,’’ he says, in a sort of a ‘“Most ever’-thing has Say says | cCTOan why ‘Yes?” says | why didn’t you warn me against that turn-around jigger?”’ done told you last night that I was a-going to try it another whirl, and you never said aye, yes or no, and now I'm flat busted and, what’s more, I lose my mouth organ He offered to let it count for five and I lose it.” “Who's this you're talking about?” I asked him. ‘Ed Walsh,” he answers me. ‘‘He was a-running the jigger, and when he'd cleaned me out, he says, ‘Where’s that mouth or- gan of yours that you make such lovely music on? Put that up and I'll let it count for five dollars on any color or number,’ he So I put it on the black, because I'd been losing right along on the red—and it come red.” ‘Mighty cur’ous!”’ I says. ‘‘ You won when you played it the last time you was in town too.” “Yes, I won; but there was two other fellers a-playing it the same time, and they lost a-plenty,”’ ‘I noticed they was a-losing before I started, and I played contrary to what they done. I didn’t have nobody to guide me this time.” “Well,” says I, “I’m sorry I didn’t think to give you a piece of advice that I’m a-going to give you now, and that’s to let all kinds of gambling and all kinds of liquor and all kinds of girls that’s got other fellows. You do that and keep out of jail and work hard and save your money and you'll maybe come out all right in the long run. I hear Bill Timmey fired you,” I says. He nodded and leaned his cl hands and looked at his boots again sure looked mis’able, and I couldn't help feeling sorry for him, as big a fool as he ' Seemed like he was born to trouble he says ve dollars, says Says he. alone,

s ‘‘And that there is another thing, tall ing of girls,”’ he says, after a spell. “‘ That there girl of Bill Timmey’s. Say, what would you do if you was me, and a girl kind of took a notion to you, and you'd took a notion to her “See here,” I “vou get Estelle Timmey out of your fool head. She’s a real sweet, nice, well-behaved young lady, if she wasn’t an outragis little devil, but whether she’s took a notion to you or not don’t make no difference. Last night, if there had been any cattridges in Fern Jones’ gun, you'd have been cold meat right now, and the next time he pulls trig- ger on you you'll have a bad case of lead poisoning. Fern had to self-defend himself once already, back in Texas, and the re- sults was fatal.” ‘I ain’t afraid of Fern Jones nor no other man,” says Julius. ‘“‘But I ain't a-talking about Estelle.’’ He smiled for the first time. ‘‘I reckon if you’d have heard the tongue-lashing Estelle give me last night you wouldn’t have thought she’d took a notion to me. Cecilia had to slap her face before she’d quit.” “Cecilia!” I gasps “Sure!” says Julius. “She stood right up for me, and when Bill told me } oned I'd better pull my freight, she told me nothing of the kind. I did, Says, e rech ot to do

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! ! id t want t twixt | me eak, Delk tne 4 ! I'd took a notion to Ce start. I figured I'd mebbe wv ! two hundre dolla t enough to take ip tna i mey’s I didn't n ( about it, a unt ( t gambling That w nN ‘ with Ed W h. But wl iste What w ( 10 | studied m te, t thing fe 1 to t these here } t and ¢ mie about it G ) where t Onge, or up in the Belle } ‘ r Q ou might get bette vent to one of the mining camps and t I'll tell you, the Deadwood stage v be along in the morning and I é i to the fare up there. You'll find hea healthier the And the the ( mail a-coming here regular, if **Here she comes now,”’ says Julius, and scurried into the barn like a rabbit int ts hole, and then up the la to the mow. Just as his legs was disappearing a fiddle-headed brown horse was sharp in front of the barn and atop of him sat Miss Cecilia Timmey I] come forward Timmey,”’ I says, cold and haughty, and took hold of the bridle to lead the horse ir ined ‘You needn't to trouble,”’ she says, mighty snippy. a-looking for Julius.” ‘*What makes you think he’s in here I asked her “Il reckon it’s because I seen him a-sitting “Good evening, Miss back. She re you, sine that here a-talking to “Most likely it was him?” “Tf you seen him it mt answers Wasn't that

says. “On the other hand, if it was Har Bloss you seen a-talking to me it couldn't have been Julius.” “Oh, Julius!”” she calls out There wasn’t no answer, so she starts to turr around, but I still had hold of the bridl “Before you go, I'd like to have you tell me what made you act like a silly littl spitfire when I wanted you to dance with

me last night,”’ I says She had a big quirt a-dar from he wrist and she give ita » and got her hand tight around it “You let loose of my bridle,” she Says, Grawing her arm back For all her fre s and he i et ! I couldn't hel; n t tt et 5 i-setting p as st gt i mM 1, Will a re pot ¢ ! € ind he € s a-flashing As soon as you tell me what I done to , my dear,” I says, firm she raised her arm, and ther dropped it and let loose of the quirt and kind of slumped here was tears in her eyes ng she straightened up agall ) nt ne was going to start a-cr) ou Was In Dig Dusiness, ribb ng J do the things he’s

been a-doing, wasn’t you she says, loud and excited ‘Mighty big bi says, “ribbing him up to drink and gamble, just and thought you was a good friend of his! You must have thought it was great sport! A good, simple-minded, trusting, hard working boy like Julius! Just bec was new to the country for advice! I'd be ashamed!” “T would be if ; both have got hold of the siness,’’ she and fight because he trusted you

ause he and come to you t was so,” you and Juliu wrong end of the sticl on to give her the stra advice I'd give the simple-minded, trusting

boy, and how he'd twisted it around in his simple-minded, damn-fool way “Oh, I’m so sorry!”’ she says sorry! I wouldn't have wait until see Mr. Julius! \ I’m so You just ou just wait!

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(Continued from Page 195 louder than words. And after that I hol- lered for Julius so’s he could hear me, and here come his trusting, hard-working legs down the ladder, follered by his simple- minded head, and when he got that clear he stopped for a moment with his mouth open, and then come the rest of the way. I took the horse into a box stall, closing the door behind me, and stayed there maybe two or three minutes. When I come out Julius and CecHia was standing a good two feet apart, but they showed signs of having been closer. Cecilia was the first to speak. a-coming back to the ranch,”’ and ma and me had a talk before I left, and pa said I could tell Julius to come back and all would be forgiven and forgot.” Julius looked at her kind of sheepish, and then he looked at me and I looked up at the rafters. ‘‘I-——I don’t see how I can, Cecilia honey,”’ he says. ‘‘ There’s Estelle.” ‘There ain’t,”’ says Cecilia. ‘“‘ Estelle is Mrs. Fern Jones by this time, and you won’t find her at the Where's your valise?”’ ‘Julius is she says. “‘Pa ranch ‘In the office,”’ says Julius. “But it’s thisaway, Cecilia, and I reckon I might as well tell you: I didn’t aim to—to do it more’n the once, knowing you was set aginst it, but I done it account of you, as much as anything, being wishful to take that creek te a So-—so I —l turn-around jigger and--and it busted me flat, Cecilia. But honest to goodness, I’ never gamble again.” her lip moment, tried that and looked at him and Cecilia bit steady for a Julius sure squirmed. ‘You won’t if I have anything to say about it,’’ she says at last. “‘ Well, I guess we'd better get Mr. Stegg to let us have a rig. Can you let us have one, Mr Stege?” ‘If you'll do the driving, my dear,’ Say 5 "ll do the drivi a \ Rhy ,’ says Julius, “‘s’posing I was to go ivs she } ¢ up into the hills and work in a mine for a while. It’s good pay, and Mr. Stegg just advising me you was all the advice says Cecilia ‘T’ll give from this on,” valise into that rig.”’ ‘And I reckon she did, and seen to it that he follered it exact,’’ Mr. Stegg concluded ‘Anyway, he’s prospered. He worked for Bill Timmey for and then Cecilia married Jones and about a year, him, and Fern Estelle was at the wedding. Ed Walsh wasn't there, but to show his heart was good and he didn’t hold no grudge, he sent “em the mouth organ for a wedding present.” THE ROVING DOLLAR Continued from Page 39 companies trying to fix the price of a piece of property. What would be thought of a subordinate official in one concern sending letter to someone in the other company advising him to hold out for a more favor- able price? Somewhat the same effect is created when the policies of a President and Secretary of State, charged by the Constitution with the conduct of foreign relations, are under attack; foreign peoples thus obtain an impression of divided coun- sels among us. There is nothing illegiti- mate or illegal in editorial or partisan criticism—sometimes it acts as a restraint on the misguided policies of a Chief Execu- but its very existence adds to the problems of diplomacy and sometimes makes more difficult the reaching of a peace- ful conclusion. Since everybody in America has a right to be heard and every American interest has a right to ask for such changes in public policy as will be to its advantage, inside or outside of the United States, the Department of State, in the next ten years at least, will find itself burdened with prob- lems such as have never before in American history been developed, because never be- fore have we mendous investments in capital and trade. tive possessed abroad such tre- Exhausting Legal Remedies There are undeniable sources of friction in foreign trade. There always have been and there always will be. Yet no nation timidly draws in its horns and ceases to do business with the rest of the world simply because there are elements of potential dan- ger in commercial relations. To confess that there is no way except by the sword to settle international disputes is to admit that the generations to come will have learned nothing from their predecessors. The basic desire of sane Americans, as well as sane citizens of other parts of the world, is that respect for law and equity shall be- come universal and that all disputes shall first run the gamut of deliberate considera- tion, so that all legal remedies may be exhausted, including those in the realm of arbitration, before there is a thought of physical force. And what is meant by ‘exhausting the gal remedies’’? It is an expression often heard in international parlance. It assumes that there has been from the start of the dispute a recognition ky the individuals concerned of equity and right and that when the respective governments to whom the matter is submitted have examined the merits of the controversy, there has beer issued a judgment based on conviction To get to the very bottom of most inter national disputes it is ne with the problem of diplomatic protection Nine out of every ten of the mi essary to start izens abroad. streatment o Time attitude of quarrels arise out either when governments adopted ar blanket approval of all their nationals abroad. This anging The modern policy is to approve only those a citizen or his property Was the acts of is happily ch 1 or irighnt and equity acts which are base¢ The Calvo Doctrine But there are differences in principle The Latin mind and the do not concur on many things Central and South Amer ture of races which has instincts of each Anglo-Saxon mind Again, in a mix- of the "1cCa we have retained some ingredient, opportunisti racial compli- cated, indeed, by theories of law and by emotional ; for ‘example, prejudice. There has arisen, in Central and South America in recent years a move- ment in favor of the Calvo doctrine, which has proved in the past and will prove in the friction between the some of the , l future a source of United States and in Pan America, of irritation between the European powers and many of the countries south of us. The Calvo doctrine essentially provides that foreigners shall not enjoy any more rights than the nationals of a given country, and in _ countries just as it will be a source for this reason foreigners are asked, compelled, to insert in their contracts tha they will not resort to their respective gov- ernments for diplomatic protection in cas¢ there are any pecuniary claims. Thousands of contracts with this proviso in them have been accepted by American citizens abroad What is the reasoning back of the Calvo dow trine? Unquestionably it was a device where aby the countries protect themselves exploitation It was assumed that if a contract entered into, for example, to p mineral ands should later prove been dis- anenenrgnemn to a state, ‘ellation could be invoked without running weaker sought to against urchase to have the right of can the risk of having a warship or a detach- ment of marines come down to prevent the violation of the contract. 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the THE owner was leaving the ax His home was being oftered for sale and a deal was to be closed the following day. But an ugly crack spoil- ed his plans. In building the house he had devoted too much attention to the dec- orating and had neglected the plaster base! The pros- pects saw the crack and changed their minds. No one wants to buy Cracks! HERRINGBONE Doublemesh would have saved the sale. It makes a good talking point, for the uyer has confidence in a house where this metal lath is used, It safeguards walls and ceilings against cracking, insures iasting beauty of in- terior decorations; and be- sides, it gives a high degree of fire safety. MAIL the coupon today for literature and a free sample. Double esh RON Galvanized or Painted Steel Members of the National Council tor Better Plastering What these stump speakers— indeed, what the governments of Central and South America—have not taken into ac- count is that the citizens of their countries have modes of redress. They can become active in politics and on election day bring enough votes to their point of view to effect a change in personnel as well as policy. Though it is true that foreigners have mixed into the politics of various countries in this hemisphere, it is also true that they have endeavored to conceal so far as possible the measure of their participation. If foreigners are placed on a basis of equality with nationals it means that there are large and powerful businesses, together with large amounts of money, which may be | employed to affect the political destinies of the countries in which they reside. Un- able to count on the protection of their own countries, foreigners may be compelled more and more to delve into the internal politics of the countries in which they live. The logical development should have been in the direction of ridding the country of for- eign interference in local politics, an ob- jective that could have been reached by increasing rather than diminishing the re- sponsibilities of a foreign government for the acts of its citizens abroad. But the tendency unfortunately, in re- cent years, has been to limit the diplomatic protection which a foreign state should be | permitted to give its nationals abroad. European states have joined with the United | States in an unwillingness to surrender | their citizens entirely to local courts and municipal law, feeling that international law supersedes, from the viewpoint of equity, all other considerations in a civil- ized world. Ever since 1886, however, a number of states in Central and South America have gradually incorporated into their constitutions and laws a provision that contracts must bear the clause that the foreigner “‘renounces all right to prefer a diplomatic claim in regard to obligations derived from the contract” or that ‘‘all doubts and disputes shall be submitted to the local courts without the right to claim the diplomatic interposition of the alien’s government.” A Flexible Application The general policy of the United States has been to ignore these provisions, often failing to interfere at all in ordinary cases; but where a citizen is a victim of some gross violation of rights, usually referred to as “‘a denial of justice,’ the United States Government has taken an active part in trying to solve the dispute. So far as legal right is concerned, the Department of State has stood pat on a construction in 1888 by Secretary Bayard, who said: “This Government cannot admit that its citizens can, merely by making con- tracts with foreign powers, or by other methods, not amounting to an act of ex- patriation, or a deliberate abandonment of American citizenship, destroy their de- pendence upon it or its obligations to pro- tect them in case of a denial of justice.” Secretary Gresham, of the Department of State, interpreted a clause of the Vene- | zuelan Constitution which read: In every contract of public interest there shall be inserted a clause that doubts and controversies which may arise regarding its meaning and execution shall be decided by the Venezuelan tribunals and according to the laws of the Republic, and in no case can such contracts be a cause for international interference to mean that the alien Agrees to invoke for the protection of his rights only the authorities, judicial or other wise, of the country where the contract is made Until he has done this, and, unless, having done this, justice is plainly denied, he cannot invoke the diplomatic intervention of his own country for redress. But if his application to the au thorities of the country where the contract is made results in palpable denial of justice in a plainly unjust decree against the applicant as an American citizen, the clause above quoted would hardly be construed to prevent an appeal for diplomatic intervention, if such interven tion would otherwise be allowed under the rules of international law, THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Secretary Bayard went further, too, in declaring that “it is not competent to a citizen to divest himself of any part of his inherent right to protection or to impair the duty of his Government to protect him,” and that “‘no agreement by a citizen to sur- render the right to call on his Government for protection is valid, either in inter- national or municipal law.” Though there is merit in the desire of some of the weaker nations to build up a strong judicial system, it is a fact that, be- cause of the political organization of some of the Central and South American states, the judges cannot be depended upon to act impartially. “Even where the South American States,”’ writes Borchard, “ have succeeded, by treaty and diplomacy, in securing a recognition of the principle that claims of foreigners can only be diplomatically pressed where, after an exhaustion of legal remedies, there has been a denial of justice, the exploiting countries undertake to judge for themselves, what they consider a denial of justice, so that the principle, while in con formity with the international law applied among the European states themselves, is, in the application to Latin America, ex- tremely flexible. A judgment, they say, may, in spite of the observance of forms, be, nevertheless, prejudicial to the interests of their citizens and they reserve the right to determine whether in each particular case justice has been in any degree denied.” The President's Authority Turning to another part of the world the Far East-—we find that the United States and the European powers have en- joyed for many generations what is known as extraterritorial rights. If a foreigner in any of the treaty ports commits a crime he is not haled before a Chinese tribunal, but before a court maintained by the British, or French, or American Government, as the case may be. The demand of the Chinese that extraterritorial rights, which were originally guaranteed by treaties, shall be given up is a sequel to the successful effort of the Turks to abolish similar privi- leges known as ‘“‘capitulations”’ in the Near Kast. Strictly speaking, however, the presence of foreign courts on the soil of a sovereign nation is a contradiction. It implies a lack of capacity, and the truth is the courts were established for that very reason. The American Government has announced its readiness, as have the other powers, to give up extraterritorial rights just as soon as a judicial system shall have been established by the Chinese which is capable of render- ing justice. There was a time when foreign- ers enjoyed extraterritorial rights in Japan, but as that nation grew these rights were given up, especially because a judicial sys tem was substituted which recognizes the obligations of international law in respect of the foreigner and his property. But, supposing the Chinese did not set up a judicial system capable of exercising im- partial judgment with respect to the for- eigner, there remains then the right of diplomatic intervention and protection. The extent to which a nation should go in protecting the lives and property of its citizens abroad is a moot one. Frequently the display of force or the threat to use it has proved effective in obtaining redress Sending a warship implies that more war- ships might be forthcoming. Sometimes these warships are sent for the purpose of carrying off refugees, but more often they constitute a gesture in a language which transcends all others. The quarrel between the pacifists and the militarists as to the relative value of physical force in settling an international dispute may continue for years to come, but the nations which pos- sess armies and navies today do not hesitate to deploy them in such a way as to impress weaker countries with the dire quences that may arise from a disregard of the rights of foreigners. Under the American Constitution the President is Commander in Chief of the conse- May 7, 1927 Army and Navy. It is his duty to see that the laws, including treaties, are fulfilled Occasionally there has been debate in Congress as to whether the use of the armed forces of the United States abroad for the protection of American citizens requires action It is universally agreed under international law that the landing of marines or the sending of a war- ship to a foreign harbor is not an act of war; though, of course, it may lead to complica- tions which may bring on war. Some Presidents have felt that they did not have unlimited authority to use the armed forces of the United States abroad. Presi dent Buchanan invited a resolution from Congress on the subject, directing him to protect the interests of American citizens President Wilson landed Amer ican troops in Vera Cruz and then asked Congress for a joint resolution to support his act. congressional abroad. In his speech to both Houses, how ever, he made it clear that while he had no doubt of his own authority to land in Vera Cruz, he wished the additional support of In fact, he was looking to the possibility of larger complications in which the armed forces of the United States might have to be employed on a more extensive Congress. mission. In many cases, nevertheless, the vessels of the United States Navy have in emer- gencies acted even without the authority of the Chief Executive; and it is the belief of many constitutional lawyers that the protection of American citizens abroad is almost entirely an executive function, de- pending, of course, on the extent to which the armed forces might have to be em- ployed in the process of protection. If the expedition develops into a huge operation the necessity for appropriations invariably turns the Executive to Congress to ask for funds There is no doubt that every American President recognizes his responsibility not to lead the nation into war. Sufficient re- straint can be applied under our system of government to prevent a misguided ad- venture, but there exists in the mind of the American business man the idea that tie British Government has extended its trad round the world and developed for its na- tionals the respect of all governments sim ply by a readiness to exercise force in the protection of British nationals on every Curiously enough, the British viewpoint in the matter of claims has been variously interpreted. It was the famous occasion. ‘Lord Palmerston who, in 1848, sent a cir- cular to all the British representatives in foreign states, declaring that, though the British Government had the right to inter- vene, it was simply a question of discretion with the British Government whether the money Claims of its subjects should be taken up by diplomatic negotiation, and that ‘the decision of that question of discretion turns entirely upon I considerations.” > sritish and domestic Public-Debt Collections Some writers point out that Lord Pal- merston’s ruling was really made with refer- ence to claims arising out of unpaid bonds of foreign states held by British subjects. This disinclination to interfere was largely based upon claims arising out of unpaid bonds of foreign states in which there is a disposition to act differently than in the cases of ordinary contracts. Perhaps the most sensational departure which has been made in the past twenty- five years has been the argument contained in the historic note of December 29, 1902, from Dr. Luis Drago, Minister of Foreign Affairs of Argentina, to the Department of State, when the United States joined with Great Britain, Italy, and Germany against Venezuela. This became known as the Drago doctrine, by which it was sought to establish the policy that ‘‘the public debt American state cannot armed intervention nor even the actual occupation of the territory of American nations by a European power.” of an occasion Continued on Page 201

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Continued from Page 198 There |} to what the Drago doctrine really implies, but in the minds of American diplomatists there has been little doubt that the Drago doctrine was intended not to prevent diplo matic interposition, but simply the forcible collection of public debts. Doctor Drago denied that his doctrine was intended as de for bad faith or domestic disorder and said that it was intended simply as a as been contention ever since as fense

protection to weaker states. Foreign bonds are not infrequently pur- chased in the open market with the knowl- edge on the part of the vestor that the high interest rate often suggests instability and possible danger his to nvestment through revolution or repudiat on. It} contended that buys his bonds with full ssumption of the risks, he ha possibility of large prof bility of losses Certainly in endency loans and to reduce the opportunity for the forcible collection of pu blic Euro- pean powers, as well as the United States, have been compelled to assume fiscal cor

since the inve knowledge and S we ghed the its agains the recent years, however, has been to discourage hazardous loar Ss

trol in order to prevent further complica tions. Instances of this kind in Turkey in 1881, Serbia in 1904, Santo Domingo 1907, Haiti in 1915, and the joint interven tion of the powers in the case of Tunis ir 1868, and Greece in 1897, and Kgypt u 1881, all tell a story of the complications

which result of defaulted debts. Sut while somewhat sympathetic Sex a iry of State have arisen as the » the policy of the United States to the Joh has been Dra go doctrine, quoted

Hay, in repls ing to th Jrago note, from President Aenacha= message of 1901 to the effect that ‘‘we do not guara? tee any state against punishment if it mis- provided that punishment sition of conducts itself, does not take the form of the acqu territory by any Americar He added an enthusiastic approval of the

powe r og nor on- principle of arbitration the handling of laims. Accepted With Reservations Elihu Root, as Secretary of State, in 1906 United ‘onference the of the States to the Third American (¢ of Pan-American States at Rio de as follows: ‘It has long been the established policy the United States not to use rmed forces for the collection ordinary cor ract debts due to its citizens by other gov ernments. It is doubtless true that the nonpayment of public debts may be accompanied by such circumstances of fraud and wrongdoing or vi eaties as to justify the Government would be gla instructed delegates Janeiro of its a of lation of

use of force d to see an inter regs consi ideration of the subject which ill dise » between such cases and praes no! padi of a contract with a particular person, and a resolution in favor of reliance upon peaceful means cases of the latter class.” Subsequently the United States delega- to The Hague, instructions from Secretary Root. deve loped the proposition that the use of force for the collection of contract debts 10t permissible ‘‘until after the justice and the amount of the well as the time and manner of payment, shall have determined by arbitration riminat the tion on is ? is ! debt, as been

After sever umendments the Hague Conference, by a vote of thirty-nine ayes

not vote ng cor vention: contracting powers to armed force for the if contract debts from the gov country for the government of a: other country as being due to its nationals ‘This undertakir g is, however, not ap- debtor state refuses or » an offer of arbitration, the offer, to five who did adopted the followi ‘The recourse agree not nave > TeCOV ernment ery ¢ of one when the to reply oli cable t eglects or, In accepting prevents any from being agreed on, or, after

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toyether rejected, but that the use of f tioned upon a retusal to arbitrate Many Ve nezue la countries a settiement reservatior lor ex imp said that recourse to arbitration hould be permitted only in the ‘ de ( Istice iter the id i eme ‘ of the debtor states had been ex iste Doctor Drago hims« on the p of A ve t declared tha ore ont t Ss! lid be the su ect o! t on] ( e of eY l of UuStICE whe the ti emedi« s} } ( een eX isted ( idded Py loans, with bond ues consti national e to mil may not in any gyyression nor to

the occupation of the so of American ites ¥ Argentina was supported ir

or uado iguay, Peru tion by Colombia, Nicaragua, Par: and Urugt State-Department Sup>rvision This is the background of the long dis pute on the subject of fore gyn debts that has been er gaging the attention of diplo the lied » discussion, many years. It indicates appnnnine e ch will be app renewal of the in the for ind Vv event of a matists iY the should there be irs a de- next few ye%

ilt on some of the loansywhich have beer urchased heavily in the United States Fee ling, therefore, that the poss bilities of collect ng debts by force are not in ac- cord with the elopment of international practice, but with the trend the times toward the use of moral force, the United States Government embarked just five years ago on a policy which seeks to pre- trouble before it vans Hughes, as Sec acting with the approval of President Hard- , sent a circular note to all stitutions in the United States ask mee- Sl to consult the Department of State | floating any foreign loans in thi oOccl

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By some bankers it was regarded th ind s still regarded, as ar rranted inte vention by our Government into the pr vate affairs of the American citizen. It was argued then, as it is argued now in the financial districts of the country, that the Government has no business d vestment or flow of country to another > on tl gh ground of inte such as may be involved in ; ountry and courag i ng in from one

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In Great Britain, for instance, where for many generations the world has sought its capital, the govern- ment’s position was expressed in the House of Lords on March 2, 1922, as follows: “There is no government control over capital issues and it is the policy of the gov- ernment not to intervene between foreign governments and potential lenders in this market.” Though there is no British law requiring bankers to obtain the government’s con- sent, it is, on the other hand, the actual practice of the issuing houses to consult the Bank of England, thus affording an op- portunity to consider possible objections. The general practice on the Continent is to regulate by law the issuance of foreign loans. In France, Belgium and Italy the consent of the central government must be obtained, supervision being exercised by the Ministry of Finance consulting with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. This method was followed generally before the European war, but the restrictions have been in- creased since then, particularly since the withdrawal of capital from a country bears such a direct relation to the rise and fall of European currency. Japan followed the policy of Great Brit- ain in avoiding any legal restrictions, but permission of the Tokio administration is essential before any loans are floated. The viewpoint of the United States was expressed in a circular issued on March 3, 1922, from which there has been no impor- tant deviation. This statement expresses the hope, ‘‘in view of the possible inter- national interests involved,” that American bankers will inform the Department of State of the contemplated loan transac- tions, that an opportunity may be afforded to express an objection. The circu- lar stresses the fact that the Department of State ‘will not pass upon the merits of foreign loans as business propositions, nor assume any responsibility whatever in con- nection with loan transactions.”’ so Grounds for Objection The power to object is, to be sure, an important control, and the Department of State works in close coéperation with the Department of Commerce in deciding whether an objection shall be interposed. Generally speaking, the United States feels itself obliged to object if the contemplated loan is merely for ‘‘military or naval ex- pansion,” or for what are known as “‘un- productive purposes.” “The Government of the United States could not but object,” says Dr. Arthur N. Young, Economic Adviser in the Depart- ment of State, ‘‘to the utilization of American capital for militaristic needs. In short, the Department of State could not be expected to view with favor the utilization of Amer- ican capital in such a manner as to prevent or make difficult the carrying out of essen- tial American policies, nor to promote the carrying out of policies abroad inimical to the proper interests of the United States. “The Department obviously could not view with favor proposed arrangements in- volving provisions that might rebound to the injury of relations between the United States and the borrowing country. In a number of instances the consultation of the Department of State by American bankers contemplating loans for the governments of foreign countries has afforded the De- partment occasion either to object to the proposed arrangements on the grounds that they were fundamentally inconsistent with the maintenance and promotion of good relations between the governments and peoples of the United States and the country in question, or occasion has been taken to suggest desirable modifications of the proposed arrangements. “The Department is not warranted i raising objection in a given instance allies May 7,1927 such objection rests upon an adequate basis from the standpoint of its proper province. This does not mean, however, that the De- partment has no interest in seeing avoided the flotation in the American market of loans which are likely to go into default. Apart from the loss to American investors, a default cannot but militate against the maintenance of the sort of relations we all desire between the United States and for- eign countries. Therefore it is gratifying to note that efforts have been and are being undertaken by American bankers with a view to establishing high standards for the protection of the American investing pub- lic. If such standards are not set up and if unsound foreign securities should be offered extensively, it is not impossible that Amer- ican public opinion will demand some form of public supervision.” The Letter But Not the Spirit Indeed, there have been bills introduced in Congress looking toward legislative en- actment on these various points. The Sec- retary of Commerce, Herbert Hoover, has felt that the loan policy of the American Government should be used so as to pre- vent government-controlled monopolies of other countries from obtaining funds in the United States wherewith to maintain those monopolies. That is why vigorous objec- tion was interposed by the American Gov- ernment to the flotation of loans by the In- stitute of the Permanent Defense of Coffee in the state of Sao Paulo, Brazil, a quasi governmental organ, on the ground that the price of coffee to the American consumer was too high. Similarly a potash syndicate created by law in Germany with govern- mental approval of a monopoly and govern- ment participation in its affairs found itself unable to float a loan in the United States because the American Government took the position that such a monopoly might unfairly increase the price to the American buyer of fertilizer. The whole question of raw materials revolves around the matter of adequate financing. American investors are becom- ing an integral part of various foreign monopolies and trusts. Sometimes these institutions are undercapitalized and seek expansion through the flotation of in the United States. Likewise, American bankers, acting as the agents of various for- eign monopolies, feel themselves interfered with unnecessarily by the Department of State and Department of Commerce when objections are lodged against the flotation of their loans. It is true there are various methods of evasion; in fact, on some occa- sions loans have been floated in London or in other countries through banking houses which have American connections and American opportunities to repurchase securities already floated abroad. This, however, is considered by the American Government to be a violation of the spirit of the whole understanding The power of the Washi ment to interfere in the really greater than any could ever be. For if the State should some day issue a statement expressing the belief that a certain loan was not likely to prove a good investment for the American people, the that such a would net marketed. It would be assumed also that the Amer- ican Government was, in effect, announc- ing in advance its disinclination to support American investors in the event of default, though, to sure, the Department of State would probably not wish to be so interprete d. The American Government hesitant to act in any sense as the adviser of the investing public, particularly with reference to loans intended for European and Asiatic countries. In the Western Hemisphere, however, where United States feels a peculiar responsibility, not merely to its own citizens but to the rest of the world, there has been pursued a very loans gton Govern- flotation of loans is legal restriction Department of

chances are loan be readily be its action has been 1 ne Continued on Page 204

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Head Offices Factor Bo Toronto wmanville, Ont THE SATURDAY Continued from Page 202) definite policy of financial coéperation be- tween the Department of State and banking interests, as well as between the Depart- ment of State and the governments of Cen- ral and South America. Starting with Cuba, the United States provided by treaty with the government of Cuba that Cuba shall not assume or con- tract any public debt to pay which the ordinary revenues of Cuba shall at any time be inadequate. In 1907 the United States and the Domin- ican Republic entered into an agreement for the establishment of a receivership of customs. “The previous rulers of Santo Do- mingo,”’ said President Roosevelt, ‘‘had recklessly incurred debts and, owing to her internal disorders, she had ceased to be able to provide means of paying the debts. The patience of foreign creditors had be- come exhausted and at least one foreign nation was on the point of intervention, and was only prevented from intervening by the unofficial assurance of this Govern- ment that it would itself strive to help Santo Domingo in her hour of need.”’ Laying the Foundations Similarly the Haitian Government was assisted in the issuance of a loan of $16,000,- 000 in 1922, and in a treaty between the United States and Haiti it was provided that the Government of the United States would ‘‘by its good offices aid the Haitian Government in the proper and efficient de- velopment of its agricultural, mineral and commercial resources and in the establish- ment of the finances of Haiti on a firm and solid basis.”’ A similar situation caused the American Government to assist in the flotation of a loan by Nicaragua, whereby that country’s debts were consolidated and a substantial reduction in interest charges was brought about. American financial experts in recent years have been engaged by the govern- ments of Colombia, Cuba, Guatemala, Hon- duras, Liberia, Panama, Peru and Persia. They are all private citizens in the employ of foreign governments, but their selection in some cases was brought about through the American Government. In other instances, without the participation of the Washington Government, Americans have been engaged to assist the governments of Bolivia, China, Ecuador, Mexico, Paraguay and Hungary. The general record of these experts is one of which the United States can well be proud, because they have often averted financial disaster and have directed the paths of business reform. Their tasks are necessarily difficult, because the cutting of budgets, the impartial awarding of public contracts, where there has been favoritism, and the suppression of corrupt practices are not always appreciated—indeed, are even condemned by the elements which fail to profit by them. This breeds a countercurrent of propaganda from those countries, which often leads to Washington, especially to the doors of the Senate and House, where attacks on alleged American imperialism are the natural consequence. The Department of State has been ac- cused of foisting its financial arrangements on unwilling governments and of interfer- ing unnecessarily in the internal affairs of other countries. “The difficulties of these republics’’— of Central and South America —‘‘and of other countries in a similar condition,” said Charles Evans Hughes when Secretary of State, ina speech which still expresses the policy of the Department of State, due in no small measure to the lack of the development of their resources and to the absence of needed facilities of intercourse such as highways and railroads. It is idle to expect stability unless it has a basis in improved methods of agri culture and industry, and in the provision of instrumentalities of communication which give opportunities for economic satisfactions. Progress “are education, in reasonable in these EVENING POST directions, however, cannot be achieved without the investment of capital, and this must be supplied from the outside until sufficient available wealth has been pro- duced within these countries to permit their people to meet their own exigencies. “It is not the policy of our Government to make loans to other governments, and the needed capital, if it is to be supplied at all, must be furnished by private organiza- tions. This has given rise to much misun- derstanding and baseless criticism. We have no desire to exploit other peoples; on the other hand, it is surely not the policy of this Government to stand in the way of the improvement of their condition. It is an inescapable fact, however, that private capital is not obtainable unless investment is reasonably secure and returns are com- mensurate with risks. There are always abundant opportunities for financial enter- prise in our own country and in other parts of the world on these terms. We thus have the difficulty that the instability of govern- ments creates a hazard which private capi- tal refuses to ignore, while that very instability can be cured only by the eco- nomic betterment which private capital alone can make possible. “It must also be remembered that the Government of the United States has no power to compel its citizens to lend money or to fix the terms of theirinvestments. Nor is it in a position to control the action of other governments who desire to borrow. In this situation our Government endeavors by friendly advice to throw its influence against unfairness and imposition, and it has at times, with the consent of the par- ties—indeed, at their instance—agreed toa measure of supervision in the maintenance of security for loans which otherwise would have been denied or would have been made only at oppressive rates. “But anyone who supposes that this helpful contact and friendly relation are either sought or used by the Government of the United States for purposes of aggres- sion or with the intention of dominating the affairs of these countries or their gov- ernments has slight knowledge of the aims and actual endeavors of the Department of State. Weare not seeking to extend this relation, but to limit it; we are aiming not to exploit, but to aid; not to subvert, but to help in laying the foundations for sound, stable, and independent government. Our interest does not lie in controlling foreign peoples; that would be a policy of mischief and disaster. Our interest is in having pros- perous, peaceful and law-abiding neigh- bors, with whom we cooperate to mutual advantage.” can In Foreign Lands The financial power of the United States is growing in importance, and, where this power reaches out into other countries, the responsibility of the Federal Government to see to it that good relations are maintained and that the sources of irritation are re- duced is paramount. In many Americans have obtained such large hold ings in corporations and trusts formed abroad that it may not become unusual to find the American Government through a foreign government in order to reach a group of Americans who may have organized a monopoly abroad. The oppor- tunities for political intrigue are increased by the fact that one group of Americans instances dealing May 7,1927 interested in the removal of a tariff so that it will benefit their investments abroad, while another group is interested in the maintenance of a tariff to protect their in- vestments at home. The political map of the world is being blurred by the network of investments arising out of trusts, holding companies and foreign combinations of all sorts. The American dollar is reaching round the globe to acquire independent sources of supply as well as to assist foreign enter- prises in their natural expansion. Just about 15 per cent of the nitrate supply in Chile is in the hands of American capital now, as compared with only 2 per cent be- fore the war. The same is true of tin in Bolivia. Americans control all of the vana dium in Peru, and from 60 to 70 per cent of the sugar in Cuba as well as much of the rubber in British Malaya. British and American investors own nearly half the oil wells in the British-supervised region of Iraq. American capital is invested heavily in African diamonds. On the Merits of the Case We have not means a state of national self-sufficiency with re- spect to raw materials, and we are not yet independent of Malayan rubber, Japanese silk, British tin, Indian jute, Canadian nickel, Canadian asbestos, Australian and South American wool, Indian and Russiar manganese, Rhodesian chromite, and other valuable imports. Meanwhile huge sums are being loaned every year to improve cities and aid in the refinancing of national governments, together with large sums for iron and steel combines, automobile pro duction, expansion of chain stores, and a host of other enterprises in reconstructed Europe, including not only the countries engaged in the war but many of those which remained neutral. Under all these circumstances the diplo- matic protection of the United States for the property of the American citizen car not be altogether a generality. A careful examination of the merits of each case be comes essential, so that international com plications may not arise from an inequitable or even unfair exploitation of weaker cour tries by American capital. There is now, and never has been, any dispute as to the importance of protecting America lives abroad; even though in some admin istrations at Washington there has been a tendency to withdraw Americans from danger zones rather than to assert the Amer- ican right of travel or residence. To recede on this point is often to invite more trouble, for foreign governments and peoples are quick to note whether the nationals of a particular country have | of them the support of their reached by any } not JACK whole-hearted govern ments. Where the American dollar has beer vested at the invitation of a foreign goverr ment, the property represented by the instances been de of the people ol investment has in most veloped for the welfare that country, and when revolution arises or an act of repudiatior urs, it is not to be supposed for a moment that the Govern ment at Washington will sit idly by without expressing its protest in forceful language. The whole structure of foreign trade de pends upon recognition abroad of the fact that the Government of the United States as insistent on the rights of its nationals other leading governments of Opportunities for abuse are by But obligation to stand squarely on the broad principles of inter the world no means few. as are Une the national law, exacting from foreign govern ments the guaranty always to protect life and property will not be diminished be cause such an obligation is difficult for bothersome for The proper nts that ever weak countries to fulfill o1 strong countries to insist upon and the restra republic can apply in a given case w depend in the final analysis on whether the American dollar continues helpful or meddlesome and whether it is the victim of real or fancied injustice. use of force

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Clark Co., Cleveland, Ohio Refineries: Warren, Pa OIL thre pe HYVIS means high vis |PENNSYLY) ability of an oil’te lubricat fectly under excessive yvuiS MoroR THE SATURDAY “T won't resign. If I resigned it would mean that I admitted I am an undesirable bum—and I'd hate to admit that.” “In that case,”’ the commodore said, “‘we will have to expel you.”’ For the first time in the proceedings a glint of resentment showed in young Larra- bee’s face. ‘‘ You might give a fellow half a chance,” he said. ‘You've had plenty of chances,” re- torted the commodore. ‘You've been warned again and again. I’m afraid you are i “Incorrigible is the word,” said young Larrabee sadly. ‘‘ You needn’t go on, com- modore. I know the spiel by heart. People have been saying it to me ever since I can remember. They’ve got it into their heads that I’m a bum, or a black sheep or some- thing. Well, maybe. It’s sort of hard not to be what everybody thinks you are. Go ahead, toss me out of the club. What can I do about it?” “Very well, then,’ said the commodore. “You will consider yourself expelled —for cause. That’s all.”’ ‘“‘Good-by, gentlemen,’ said Lawrence Larrabee. “If you miss me, I might come back to you.” He strolled out of the board room. “He took it fairly well, I thought,”’ said Mr. Foote. ‘‘ You know, after all, there is something likable about him.” ‘“What?”’ said the commodore gruflly. ‘*He’s rather good-natured Ai “Bah! Weak and bad people often are. Well, I think it was the best thing to do for the club. I wish we could rid the com- munity of him as easily.” ‘‘Amen to that,” said Mr. Dort. “TIncorrigible,” said the commodore, lighting a cigar. “Just that. Glad he’s no son of mine. I'll bet any of you a per- fecto that he gets himself into some new scrape before the day is over.” No one took the commodore’s bet. Young Lawrence Larrabee was on his way out of the club grounds. He was carry- ing most of his tangible assets—a much- used tennis racket and a faded green bath- ing suit. As he neared the gate, down the dusty road whirled what at first sight might have been taken for a minor tornado. As it sped up to the entrance to the club grounds it slowed down enough for one to see that it was a trig red roadster, with a slender girl in a zebra-striped sweater at the wheel. In complexion she was of the type for which gentlemen are supposed to exercise a preference. As to her age, a stranger might have had difficulty in deciding whether she was a quite young girl trying to look grown up, or a quite old one trying to look young. A noticeable prettiness had been enhanced by the cosmetician’s art. She might have been taken for a member of the ensemble of a Broadway revue, and to be so taken was, indeed, her current ambi- tion. She was not, however, a chorus girl. She was, as a matter of fact, the only child and particular pride of Commodore Bangs, and she was called Poppy. Seeing young Larrabee, she stopped with jolting abruptness and called out, ‘Hi, there, Larry, old hat!” “Hello, Poppy,” he said. traftic cop’s delight?” “Swell. How about a Trudy in the ocean?” “Sorry. Can't,” said Larry, and started to move through the gate. **Hey,’’ called Miss Bangs shrilly, “what's the notion? Been eating bumblebees?” “Yes.” He stopped. “Wash off that gloom. I've got a new bathing suit that will make the old dodos in the club reach for their smelling salts.”’ “Can't go swimming with you, Poppy,” he said ruefully. “Moths finally finished eating your bath- ing suit?” **No. Worse than that.” “What's up?” ‘How is the Al EVENING POST Continued from Page 9 “Can't swim in your ocean any more. It’s respectable —and I’m not.” “Of course you aren’t,”’ said Miss Bangs. ‘What of it? That reminds me, I must not speak to you. Dad forbade me to, at break- fast this morning. He had a peeve on about you that nearly curdled the cream. Said he’d wring my neck if I so much as lifted an eyebrow in your direction ever again. So hop in here and tell me what the fuss is all about.”’ **T don’t want to get your neck wrung for you,” said Larry, not moving. ‘It’s a nice little neck. I’d better shove off before the big ice-and-coal man sees us talking to- gether.”’ “Larry, you are queer today. What is it? Hang-over?”’ “No,” he said. ing to break ground for one the keys to dad’s cellar.”’ “Larry. You’re in some jam.” He moodily kicked a pebble. ‘‘ There you go,”’ he said. ‘Like all the rest. Right away you assume I’m in trouble.” **You usually are, Larry.” ‘““Whatever happens around here, I get blamed,” he said. ‘“‘To date I’ve been blamed for everything except the fall of Rome and the wreck of the Hesperus. Wonder why old Dort didn’t put them on his list.”’ “What list?” “Oh, the list of charges he drew up for the board of governors so they could pitch me out on my left ear.” Miss Bangs looked distressed. ‘‘I’m beginning to get a rough draft of things,” she said. ‘‘Oh, Larry, are they thinking of putting you out of the club.” “Poppy, I’ve been put. The ax fell on the hardened criminal’s depraved neck not twenty minutes ago. The man, known in the underworld as Bellemere Red, alias Sidney Carton, alias Larry the Lout, pro- tested his innocence to the last. A sad case.” “*How mean of them!’’ Poppy Bangs ex- claimed. “I’ve a notion to make a scene about it with dad. Even if he does get pur- ple in the face and look as if he might burst and spatter on the ceiling. Of course, I'd hate that. I’m rather fond of the funny old thing.”’ ‘Practically your only flaw,” said Larry. “‘But never mind, Poppy. Hereafter, I’m the cat that walks alone.” “IT know what I'll do,” she said. “I'll march right into that wretched club and resign - “Whatever for?”’ ‘As a protest against the shabby way they’ve treated you.” Larry Larrabee looked at her steadily, but his voice was not at all steady as he “But I’m jolly well go- if I can locate said: ‘You're a mighty fine kid, Poppy Bangs. But, gosh, I’m not worth the bother. I’m just nobody going nowhere, and the sooner I get there the better.” “Rot. Don't bea big dumb. You're not so bad. You’ve got your points, Larry.”’ “Thank you,” he said. ‘‘ You're one of the few people who think so though. Well, I'd better be buzzing on homeward to tell the glad tidings to dad—and will he be pleased! And how!” “Jump in,’’ said Poppy. home.” “And risk your neck?” “Jump in, I tell you. What's a neck be- tween friends?” He got into the roadster and they started away at a dizzy pace. A mile from the club he shouted in her ear, ‘‘Hey, Poppy. Stop a second.” She stopped the car with a squeal of brakes. ‘‘What’s the matter?” she asked. “Can't talk when you drive sofast. Wind blows the words out of my mouth.” ‘What were you saying?” ‘‘Nothing, yet. I was just going to re- mark that fathers are odd ducks.” ‘*Mine’s a comic valentine,’’ said Miss Bangs. ‘‘Guess he must be sort of crazy “T’ll run you BAD YOUNG MAIN May 7,1927 about me, and yet he’s always picking on me. Worries about me, no end. Alway seems to think I’m planning to step off with some bootlegger or join a circus or I don’t know what.” **Mine worries about me, too, I guess,” said Larry. ‘‘Gosh, Poppy, what a man he is! Runs the house just like a bank. Everything tidy and on time. Dinner is at half-past seven, and that means 7:30, and not maybe. If I’m a little late he forecloses on me, and I have to wheedle a handout from the Jap. If I want a couple of berries, he does his frosty-faced-banker stuff on me and you'd think I was trying to borrow the Pacific Ocean and put up Bellemere Harbor for collateral.” Larry ran his hand through his tangle of red thatch. “‘T wonder,” he said, ‘‘if things would be different if mother had lived. They tell me she was a peach. Oh, well, I guess I’ve given dad reason enough to think I’m just a nail in his tire. on me. ‘No more nonsense, young man. I’m fed up with you.’ That sort of talk. Gosh, when he finds out they’ve chucked me out of the club, maybe he won’t ride me ragged.”’ “I’m terribly sorry, Larry “Poppy, you’re pretty decent to me.” “Shall we start along now?”’ “No. Wait a bit.” ““What’s on your mind?” He hesitated. Then faced her. “‘ Poppy,”’ he said, ‘‘we’ve known each other ever since we rolled hoops together.”’ “And used to pretend we were brother and sister,”’ she said. “Yes, I remember. Well, let’s pretend again we are, for a minute or two, so [ can talk to you and be as frank and nasty as only a relative can be : “Larry, what are you getting at? look more like a brother.”’ “T am terribly old, compared to you, Poppy,” he said soberly. “I’m nearly nineteen,”’ she said. “And you think you're a pretty wise egg, don’t you?” “Dol? Well, I do know my groceries.”’ “That’s the trouble. You think you do and you don’t. A little knowledge is a dan- gerous thing, as I learned at Princeton just before they canned me.” “Stop talking riddles, Larry,”’ she said ‘‘Are you trying to tell me I'm thick?”’ “No. That isn’t it. You’re keen enough You're not the sort of girl that expects to find diamond rings in tomato surprises, or that buys a pound of animal crackers and tells the grocer to leave out the pigs and cows because she’s on a diet. You own and operate a brain, all right. Only, latels you've been acting ‘‘How?”’ she flashed “Well, atrifle goofy. Now don’t get sore I've been watching you. You've changed a lot in the past five or six months, Poppy.” “How?” “Well, for one thing you never used to get yourself up like a soubrette in the Naughty Widows burlesque troupe. And you didn’t use to talk and act the way you think some queen of the night clubs talk and acts. Look at you this minute. You've got on more paint than a new sedan.” “You're a fine one to lecture anybod Larry Larrabee,’’ she said crossly “Yes, I know. I’m the village scape- goat, and all that. I’ve had a bad nam fastened on me. Didn’t earn it. naturally look guilty, I guess. Parents warn their pure young offsprings not to as- sociate with me. So Gil Duryea told me When he came to town a few years ago some kind friend here said, ‘ Keep away from that Larrabee boy. He’s bad medicine.’ Say, Gil has raised more hell in a quiet way than I ever heard of, and he gets away with it because he has the face of a cherub. 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Continued from Page 208 and see that small-time Romeo rolling his *s at a bunch of sappy flappers.”’ ‘Larry, “Sure. to my grunts, that’s all know the racket, Poppy standing with one foot on a third rail and the other on a banana peel. Please, please, listen to an old man’s advice. Put not your faith in beautiful but misunderstood bond peddlers, who happen to be blest with the morals of kissing bugs, and who talk of ro- mantic friendships, suggest that it would be too jolly for words to run out to the Red Roof Inn some night and pop in there just long enough to try one of Leon's celebrated Martinis.” “Larry,” said Poppy furiously, ‘‘ you're "She you're a pig.” Anything you say. Just You simply don't That’s why you're listen and meddlesome eavesdropper checked herself. ‘‘ Let me go home.” ‘“Ah,”’ exclaimed Larry, “I thought so. Poppy, I didn’t have to listen at any key- hole to know Freddy’s system. Poppy, I want you to promise me you'll never go near the Red Roof Inn with him 5 “T'll promise you nothing, Larry Larra- I'll go where I please, with whom I bee please.”’ “Poppy,” he said fiercely. “Tell Have you gone there with him?” “No. It’s none of your business any- way.” ‘I believe you “If I feel like it.” “When?” ‘That's my affair Tonight ”” he persisted me. Are you going?” ‘You give me my key!” she hate you, Larry Larrabee.” Larry shrugged his shoulders. “Oh, I'm ize boob of the world, I guess,” he said ‘Now I’m in with you. Thought I saw a chance to do you a good turn, that’s all. I do think you'd be eight varieties of nut to go to the Red Roof Inn with that leering halibut. Just going inside that joint is enough to give a girl a black ou know. Suppose your dad tumbled There's no reason why | should con cried. “I the pr wrong eye, y to it? sider his feelings after the way he rolled me over the rough road today; but how He's proud Just suppose there was a about you? one pup, that father of yours raid or something, o1 sweet dirt vender saw you and spread the news? How would your dad feel?) And where would you be? He'd probably eat a ton of his some own coal and croak. Poppy, sooner than have you get into a frightful jam, I'd ask you to me right mean my dad didn’t.”’ “I'm much obliged, I'm sure, for kind offer,” Poppy ‘But stick this in your I wouldn't marry you if every other man ir the world dried up dust Also, I can take care of my- marry now, although it would would murder me if yours your sald Bangs coldly hat, if you have one nto and blew away tonight self, with no help from you, Larry Larrabee I intend to do exactly what | please. Now, do I drive home or do | have to yet out and walk?” With asigh he took the his pocket and handed it to her gnition key [rom ‘Here's your key,” he said. “I'm going to plod home now. But, Poppy, wake up, and think!” He swung out of the car and started down the As he somewhat off key, an old ballad, which he road trudged along, he sang, always sang when he was deep in thought about some pressing prob em ** Are No tails on the Isle of Van? All the fa Ty England, Treli It seems a rani To right it is our Are you aware that the cats have got Man?" you aware that the cais have got other ca have tt nd, Scotiand, We When he reached his father’s house he was singing to himself, for the ninth or tent} time, the chorus Shiu hie “ / ‘ 0 } } hie ndows, they're co ’ hroual Shut the u fhe door Shut the doors, they’ re ‘4 indou s/ Scott! floor He donned his « and presently at precisely >) he went down to dinner His father’s house was large, cool, ar septic, with everything in place; it was as colorless as a furniture dealer's idea of an Mr seat at the long mahogany son entered. “Good evening, dad.” “Good evening, Lawrence Mr. Larra- bee was large, cool and antiseptic “Have a good day, dad?” The father looked up from the market reports in the evening paper. “ Fairish.”’ He returned his attention to the stock quotations, and noted, biliously, that As- sembled Motors was down half a point. “ear “What now?” “*Could I use the car tonight?”’ “No.” ““Are you using it?”’ “No.” “Then can't I take it for “No.” “I'd like to use it very much.” “And run into another truck?” “It ran into me.’ Mr. Larrabee seemed unimpressed “You know I do not approve of your tear- ing about the country at night,’’ he said ‘You drive like a demon, and it’s an ex- pensive car.” Larrabee had taken his table ideal home when his a few hour “Everyone says I'm a good driver,” de- clared Larry Lost in the market senior made no comment “It’s reaily important that I have the very said Larry car tonight,” Indeed? Why?” “Oh” — Larry hesitated private Mr. Larrabee lowered his paper and re garded, sternly, his son ‘Suppose,’ he said, ‘““a man came into my bank and said he wished to borrow forty-seven hundred dollars, which is what + te and when | asked him wha said, “Oh, my car cost, wanted it for, he private.” Would you loan it to hin were |?” “It would depend on the man something ‘Precisely I'm glad you appreciate that character is the foundation of credit \ wise banker predicates his loans on the basis of the essential qualities of the bo rower! ‘I guess I get you,” said glum ‘You mean I’m a poor risk. But, rea dad, I do need the car tonight Couldnt you let me take t as a great favo me? ‘No, said Mr. Larrabee— and he said as one who has had good practice in sayir no—‘‘I'm afraid I can’t, Lawrence ‘I do wish you'd speculate a little or me ust this once.”’ said Mr. Larr No more discussion, please.”’ He frowned at his paper. That flyer i alee ‘I do not speculate,” Hispano-Gallic Copper had not been a wise move Silently and Larry helped himself to duck peas. His forehead was crinkled. He t a cert ty chewed with ain ruminative ferocity “Dea?” “Well?” “How about ‘What? Again th Only ten You had l ys ago,” said Mr. Larrabee ‘| loaned ‘You've Lawrence.” a slight loan? $= week? dollars,”’ said Lar ter n dollars from me not four it to a chap who was hard up.’ used that story be It happens to be true this time. Come Just ter I assure you | on, dad badly » No doubt you do se ‘But, Lawrence, in fa said Mr. Larrabee rness to THE SATURDAY EVENING POST s t ” b tr that \ A eve ‘ anti ye ‘ . i non Inn : I we ‘ erate a customer who was const ‘ W a ou are You in nave I eT f int next week Chat 4 Larr groan was almost inaudible He new | father well enough to know that vhen he said That's final n that firm No use ol appeais ded his Street news in his paper and way, it was final indeed arrying the case to the court Mr. Larrabee di tween the Wall the orange tapioca pudding on his plate His normally relaxed Associated Spark Plugs jumped up three points Cheered by this news, he attention be set lace slightly commor ad permitted his eye to rove into the nonfinancial sectior aper of the p Something ken ‘What's this?”’ he in the paper, Lawrence Larry choked on a mouthful of pudding “Huh? Who? Me?” He braced himself said Your name's “Oh.” said Larrabee senior, relieved “It’s about the tennis tournament at the yacht club. I see you've won your way into the finals.” The good dinner, the pleasant news about Associated Spark Plugs common, and the excellent cigar he had just lighted, thawed Mr. Larrabee geniality ‘Exercise,”’ he stated, ‘‘is a highly bene Lawrence, for, by promoting t engenders mental alert- into a species of guarded ficial activity physical fitness ness.”’ Larry recognized this as a quotation from one of the inspirational homilies his father was fond of delivering to his employes I approve of your tennis,” Mr What time is your match to said Larrabee morrow Larry drew in his breath The moment he had, all through dinner, been ner himself to meet, had arrived No time,” he said ‘What do you mear I've been pipped.”’ What? I'm not fan ir W te . term It t i CT tern i it t ‘ wont let me pla He g ered himself ‘ ter before a hig ‘ I'he t lad, the expeied me i t » tod M La bene mo \ 1 y moke ind e | pelle t ou } wked pufl W! he ra yu Oh, | dor ! Ju genera le t t Sa i we Chat a yi N 7 — N M La Li et ! ( ‘ " rey nt eT t t ( idding, La waiter Lawrence said the perhaps, aware that ) ‘ ot pointment to me Yes, sir Don't interrupt. Your expu blow to me It means that the best ‘ In the commur ty r el iced r disapproval on you am dee g Now, listen carefu to w I'm ¢ nt Sa I've stood a lot fron 0 ] ‘ but there i limit ever From this moment | w tolera nonsense yy uu Oner I'm thro with tu unde int Yes Iw r wl the i n ou. Do ‘ ‘ ust me iW ‘ ! l Zt € eT? t t ‘ T iwre f ou Nave M nect la it M ” Continued on Page 213 Now you Can sit in a car without hesitancy Wedford Ev -KNhlean SEAT PAD ny ~ protect your clothes fron dust, dirt and grim nd ha been used in millions of SEVE ears Luxurious Vlotor Comfort Wedford Air Spring Cushio tor ack and seat ns ee

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST May 7, 1927 Litile dramas in the life of a great newspaper system In Mercy s Name... stop the presses. A 15-year-old boy had made a legal misstep. And the publication of the news. But it also should be humane. facts were in the newspaper’s hands. It cannot conscientiously shield any adult, whoever he may be, if he makes a place in the day’s news. But it may well afford to deal gently with the juvenile who commits his first minor indiscretion. At one minute before the great presses had started their daily roar, the boy’s father appeared at the editor's office and frantically begged that the story be killed. oie ; That has always been the editorial creed of the SCRIPPS- HOWARD Newspapers. Controlled from within, and independent of all outside ties, financial or political, these newspapers cannot be swayed from printing facts ; that the public is entitled to know. _The editor telephoned the press room. The boy got But to this steadfast policy of printing all the news, his chance—and made good. The sobering aftermath of SCRIPPS-HOWARD Newspapers meke this exception— his escapade took the kinks out of his character and made they delete the names of juvenile offenders, when the a man of him. offense is palpably one of youthful mischievousness A newspaper should be fearless and thorough in its rather than of seasoned criminality. “It’s his first offense,” he pleaded. “This story means nothing to the public, but it will put a life brand on my son. In mercy’s name, give the boy a chance... and I'll make amends with those he’s hurt.” NEW YORK 7 ram SAN FRANCISCO \ DENVER . Rocky Mt. Ne AKRON Times-Press YOUNGSTOWN . 7 i” KNOXVILLE A LEVELAND Press WASHINGTON \ DENVER I i \ BIRMINGHAM Post FORT WORTH Py Fl. PASO ,ALTIMORI t CINCINNATI TOLEDO a Bee MEMPHIS . Pr Sc1 iv OKLAHOMA CITY. A £3N DIEGO PITTSBURGH Py INDIANAPOLIS 7 COLUMBUS « HOUSTON . . Pre EVANSVILLI Pre TERRE HAUTI COVINGTON . k k t-—k ich Cincinnati P. ALBUQUFROUE . \ V/ tate Tribune MEMBERS OF THE AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATIONS AND MEMBERS OF I INITED PRE ALLIED NEWSPAPERS, INC., National Representatives SEATTLE - SAN FRANCISCO LOS ANGELES - CHICAGO rROIT 250 PARK AVENUE, NEW YORK CLEVEL AND -: DI

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Continued from Page 211 ‘I am trying,” he said, timistic a view of your case as to take as Op- I'd have sent you packing long ago, but for the I can fact that you have never been guuty, so lar as I know, of the one fault which I consider juite unforgivable—dishonesty. You do it steal or lie 7 ‘No, sir.” Please stop interrupting me. I hope ou have taken in what I said. One more lip, and I’m through with you. That’s nal.” “Yes, sir.”’ **Now,”’ would be evening in Mr for said Larrabee, wise you to spene your room, thinking things over.’ ‘Yes, sir. Good night.” “Good night. And don’t play the ukulele or sing that song about the cats.” ‘No, sir.” \t the door Larry paused to say, ‘‘I want to ask you, just once more, to let me take the car.”’ “No.” “Then loan me ten “Ne.” Larry shrugged his ip to his room with heavy dollars houlders and went steps That evening Mr. Larrabee went up stairs early, to pull at a set of chest weights for ten minutes, take a cold bath, and re tire into health-giving slumber. As he

pulled at the chest weights he mentall) computed the interest on $85,655 for five months at 6.5 per cent-——a favorite recrea tion of his. A sound, not the methodical creaking of the chest weights, struck his It was the purring of a big motor car as it crept down the driveway of his house He sprang to the window. There was a car gliding down his driveway, and it looked very much like his own limousine He shouted, ‘“‘Hey, there! Hey!" but the car continued on its way, and turned into the street and sped away. Mr bee bounded to the door of his son’ beat on it lustily. It was empty. Risking his dignity and a cold, Mr. Larra In the kitchen he encountered Harold Fukushima, the cook Harold was in a state of goggle eyed excitement ‘“*Bugglers,”’ he gasped. ‘‘What?”’ “They come hear. Il come are went.” ‘Take anything?’ Mr. Lar was as black as the cook’s hair. Harold Fukushima indicated an open tin cash box on the kitchen table. ‘“Housekeep moneys,” he said cash.”’ “He Larrabee. ears. Larra s room, opene j The room

vee ran downstairs in his union suit with rur Bu rabee ’s lace > Pe tty they —didn’t take it all?”’ said Mr.

THE SATURDAY ‘No, sir They tooked ten dollas rest.’ Ah!" said Mr teeth. “Ah!” Harold Fukushima backed away in alarm from the scowling visage of his employer The last straw,’’ muttered Mr. Larra- “The last straw ‘*What, sir?”’ Nothing,” tumped away Larrabee from tight-shut snapped Mr. Larrabee, and Six miles out of the town of Bellemere, on

i pine studded hill, approached by a tor yvroad, stands the Red Roof Inn. pacious private mansion, it Is now ng quite different. No signs point y there. None are needed. Throug! all that part of the state the Red Roof Inn

enjiovs a and its owner, Leor reputation, prospers and wears a diamond stud in } rather dirty shirt front From the road it appears dark sinister. Drawing near, hears, seeping through shuttered windows the staccato tinkle of an automatic piano The stout front door is always closed, but if one rings, a panel in the door is slid aside, and through it the zed by a pair of The eyes belong to and som ber, almost one which lives on a diet of nickels. visitor 1s scrutin shrewd, bloodshot eyes Leon If will presently unbolt the door and open it, he takes a fancy to his guest he and reveal himself as a mottled, bull-necked person who appears to have performed his ablutions in and who is an Armenian, a Greek, a Pole, an Italian, a Portuguese or a Turk, or a little of each Once past the portal, the visitor finds himself in a biggish room, lined with tables, he can almost olive oil, either and so dimly lighted that escape seeing the leprous murals of the Bay of Naples and the Blue Grotto at Capr Presently, if the visitor be curious, he may discover that off this main room are smaller and much more private rooms In one of these private rooms that night at a man and a girl, and before them were two glasses, nearly empty ‘What a quaint place!’ Freddy Trash was saying. Poppy Bangs looked about with a slightly ce

ze. “Sort of smelly,’’ she re

unsteady g marked Artistic atmosphere,” said F reddy, and “Drink up, Poppy “To tell the truth this drink has made me feel a bit said Poppy Naturally,’ said Freddy Trask 1's cocktails would That will put 4 chuckled jovially woozy,”’ Cine and have one more the crest of the wave ‘No fooling?” “It’s a fact,”’ said Mr. Trask I sort of don’t want to,”’ said Popp; ** As it is, mother and bun are you or ; , She giggled.

aoing nicely He laughed. ‘You're a mighty cleve Poppy,” he said

Times Have Certainly Changed! Yes,

Take my advice EVENING POST ()! ' | Larrabee 2] nim Ml \) ered tron ‘ A he r ¢ j } musta e that respect < I wre ‘ I ee Wa light t the p it < existence Con Pop] I nt ] in « M inotne She sipped at it; made a face Rathe last} Cute 1. You irn to e then M ira i i? ( s Po he 110 rT! iVis ri No; ¢ s the word. I wish I were poet. Or 4 poet i find the w expres 1iOW ulte ‘ ntir “Not bad—for a starter, iid P She added nervo ‘d tart for home now. You said we'd sta nere only long enougn tor one must be frightfully late He consulted a platinum wr wa ‘Not midnight,” he said Don't nervous, Poppy, dea What have worry about?” ‘a6. “He thinks you're spending the night Nell Wesley's ho ise, doesn't he?’ ‘Yes. How did you know that ‘Il didn’t,” said Mr. Trask hast But Poppy MP bel . old-fashioned, of course you need not worry about hin - - a s Great chap, your fathe Doesn't und stand us young people Other times, othe customs, you Know tion wa hidebound, puritanica Chev didn’t know ow to be free and have fun TI heaven, we're more broad-mir i ‘Are we?” asked Poppy M ghts did not seem to dim, then brighter He looked at her steadily \ ou? he asked Ww ‘Yes. I gues His hand cl i on he P

I'm j\ ; You've ] ( ne speil You fee it too I k " What are we going to do about it She did not draw her hand away 0 I eddy,” she began “Damn!” ex med Mr. Tras} Somebody was fumbling at the doo Freddy Tra ew } I Lv from hers and traightened his witl tated finger \ tenderne i seco! lore, he Wa now very provoked For the door, openir ‘ the fre features of Larry Larrabee He stood it the doorway, sw ng 1 sapling in ;: gale and grinning a wide, pleased grin. He made a sweeping bow, he most toppled over on his no ‘Well, well, well, we he exclaimed heartily ir it 1 What Fancy meeting you here. "Lo, Poppy Fredd WI " t fe ! fun! ro BI )

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If you’re shocked I can’t help it. I'd like to be a—a fur merchant in Albany.” ‘You'd asserted. “Tf I did it would be your fault,” he an- swered quickly. ‘‘You could keep any- thing from being tiresome. Just by being around. No more than that. It much that I hate the army,” he explained further, ‘‘as it is I love something else.”’ Angenietje Mey said, ‘‘ You ought to tell that to Arendt. He would be the one most interested in it. He’d make a partnership with you at Thomas Evell com- plained that she always purposely mis- understood him “What I specially wanted to say,” he continued, ‘‘was that play tomorrow evening. man is coming and she promised to stop for It’s to be The Beaux’s Stratagem and I am going to acta girl with a tower of powdered hair and a fan. We have to give it in a barn, but there will be a regular cur tain drawn at a signal.” Angenietje clasped her hands. ‘Oh, I want to so much!” she cried. “‘I want to more than anything! I don’t see how it could hurt me. If Johanna is going, maybe find it pretty tiresome,” she isn’t so once.”’ you must see our Johanna Reijck- you. I can.” Thomas Evell solemnly asserted that it would be a historic occasion. ‘‘ The first play in Albany. And there will be a ball at the English Tavern on Friday But she was hopeless about that: ‘I know they won't let me go toa ball. Mr. horribly You'd never guess, from that the came here to save our lives.”’ Kelkens has everything lately what he says in church, heen cross about oldier ‘Angenietje, | wish I could really save your life.” “*T’'d hate to be acknowledged. He frowned heay ly me away from you it he said somberly Evell went closer to her So did she calped,’ rie You are sending a dangerous spirit,” ‘I am not sending you at all,” jected. ‘ You are going with your regiment I've agreed with everything you said She gazed at him innocently ‘What,’ he asked, ‘would you do if | kissed you?” That, she replied, wasn't important at all. “You ought to wonder what Eytie would do, since she is on the kitchen steps talking to Cataline There was something else: “Johanna told me that when Pieter Krol got back from New York, or wherever he is, you were all going up the river for the day She said you would spend the whole day together on an island. I want to come, Angenietje. 1 can get leave.” She spoke reluctantly, ‘I’m sorry, but I am afraid you can’t. You see, it’s our company and no one outside is allowed. It’s like that here —if we grow up together we stay in a company until we are married The boys of one never go with the— with another company.” “But that is silly,” he protested. ‘Or it is for me. I didn’t grow up with There is no reason why I can’t go. Do you mean they wouldn’t have me?” Angenietje didn’t exactly know what she meant. ‘No one does it,’’ she repeated “They just don’t. I can’t think why. I’m sorry.” Thomas Evell, apparently shifting the subject, asked, ‘“‘ Who is this Pieter Krol?”’ “Why—why, he is just Pieter Krol,” Angenietje replied. ‘‘I don’t know what else to tell you; except he has gone to New York for the first time in a trading sloop of his own. He'll be back very soon now. I expect he will think he is very important.” Evell asked again, “‘Who is this Pieter Krol?” Angenietje pointed out that she was try ing totell him. “I can’t think of anything she ob you except that his father’s name is Goossen and that Pieter was the head of our But when he got a sloop he gave that up. It was too young.” Thomas Fvell heard of the young companies of “Ts it true the girls neve them?”’ that she supposed it was told that plans for marriage were arranged very early. She nodded. He stood stiffly else, company admitted that he had Albany marry outside of Angenietje Mey slowly answered He had also beer questioning her with | eyes and voice “Angenietje, have you promised to marry anyone?” In the silence that followed his questior the sharp voice of Eytie and Cataline respectful murmurs were audible. The light was fading rapidly from the garde “AY genietje, have you promised to marr Pieter Krol?”’ he demanded , ‘You have no right to ask me so much.”’ There was a little gasp in her voice. ‘‘Cata line,”’ she called, ‘* come and get the baskets of tulip bulbs! Im 0 » be ready fo supper.” Very early of the evening following, Ar genietje appeared on the foep with a fine cap ruffled on a deep Le band, and a pinked silk petticoat showing under her short skirt Arendt, who was thirteen, was explaining to his father that he would soon be old ndependently with the ‘I have already taken my upper falls,” he enough to trade Indians above the “Fifty dollars would be stock with down to New York in a Krol.” Claes Mey Arendt sat rapt in a or pedition, with a single negro, right up into the hunting ground of the Huron Indi: Liedya surveyed Angenietje with sur ‘That is the new petticoat and your canot proceeded enough to buy do that than go } oop like Pieter I would rathe } made no reply, and of such an ex ins vest cap,’ she said You must be certair that Pieter Krol will get here this evening Angenietje sat without committing herse ‘This is novel,’”’ Claes commented, ‘‘ your hest cap and petticoat for Pieter t is the effect of his Probably being away. Oris there t an officers’ ball tonight?’ Liedya wished that he wouldn't put suct ideas in his children’s heads. “You know ery well we wouldn't let A etiegotoa dance ir tave with the way officers drink. Mr. Eelkens ming for supper and | hope you won't say things like that ir front of him. [Everyone doesn’t understand you That, he replied, was a mercy ‘It’s good, too, that we all don’t understand Angenietje.”’ His gaze rested lightly on his daughter Perhaps she is dressed for the minister,” he added. Angenietje couldn’t see why there was a fuss over a cap and petticoat Chere was the sound of the cowbells ap- proaching with evening, and the gilded weather vanes —the sloops and lions and reese on the roofs below burned in the level rays of the sur Aeltje De Vos cried from her stoep, ‘“*Myndert says the soldiers are taking down tents They are about ready to Liedya Mey nodded and then rose as Mr up the street. d more somber He had heard Mrs. De Vos and added, elliptically, that it was time “I said the same thing only yesterday,” Liedya Mey told him see the soldiers gone.” Mr. Eelkens took off | their march.” Kelkens came His face was even longer al than customary. 1 will be glad to s broad-brimmed black beaver hat. ‘‘ There are worse menaces than death and the heathen,” “They are among us now. They are in our midst.’’ He was squarely facing Angenietje. He proceeded, “The young of Albany have been overtaken by an evil spirit. Either I am their minister and the voice of God or I am not. At times it I ne proclaimed. seems that I am not. I am told that there is a ball advertised for next week and it is in my knowledge that Continued on Page 217

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(Continued from Page 214 the British colonel at Mrs. Jenaberie’s went home from the last one drunk. He was stagger.” Angenietje sighed “There are some families here,’’ he cor tinued, ‘‘and should be high in our respect, that would be better in New York. There is what amounts toa court there and enough wickedness to accommodate them. Albany has always been a place raised for godli- seen to ness.”” Claes Mey wasn’t so certain of that ‘I always thought it was raised as a trading post,’’ he commented, “where se want and rum were exchanged for furs.”’ Mr. Eelkens ignored this. “A place of simple and God-serving people,”’ he re- iterated. ‘Until now the minister had authority. that, it seems, is all past. we gave up the language of our fathers for English we entered into a compact with the devil. When we copied the forgot we were Dutchmen we took the first step downward. Sunday is no longer a day of rest. The streets are full of gigs and light women, and the fields— the abodes of His dumb creatures —are defiled with flags and soldiers and music.” Liedya agreed. “It’s a bedlam. I can hardly keep the negroes at their work.” There was something far more important than that, Mr. Eelkens instructed her. It was to keep her children at home. Arendt said positively that he didn’t want to keep at home. ‘I want to go up on the Mackinac trading. I'll be sixteen in two years and a half.”’ Claes Mey said, with an air of rebuke, that Mr. Eelkens wasn’t interested in his worldly Mr. Eelkens studied Claes briefly. “‘ The worst,’”’ he announced, “‘is still to happen His Majesty’s soldiers are going to act a play. They are going to dress and paint and powder like loose women! If any of His word was attended to. But I tell you wher English and ventures. my congregation go I will have them up before the deacons for discipline.’’ An- genietje Mey was sitting with her hands clasped in her lap, her face was blank and her gaze prope rly lowered Liedya admitted that she had heard the play discussed. ‘“‘Some of the people are going belong in New York you will have trouble with them.” C Mey’s eyes were half shut and fixed or Angenietje. There was a speculative ex pression on his lips Mr. Eelkens addressed him, ‘‘ Claes Mey, would you permit a child of yours to see a younger! As you say, their families However, I am afraid play where men, who were supposed to be soldiers, were painted torepresent women? ‘I can answer for him,” Liedya anx- iously interrupted her husband’s debatable reply. ‘‘He would not.” Angenietje sighed. “‘Claes may have his jokes about whatever he called it and rum, but our children are brought up decently. And that, Mr. Eelkens, is harder than it used to be. Wher I was a girl we didn’t have redcoats quartered in the house, and plays and balls street y. It gets worse, as you say, every year But I will add this—-my girls are good and pure It wouldn’t occur to Angenietje here to gotoa play. I must say that mucl Then there were no gigs on the Sunday, except when it Was necessary) at heart. in her defense.”’ Claes asked his elder daughter, ‘‘ Where is Mr. Evell?’’ She didn’t k the fact that he had said he wouldn’t return now beyond for supper. Claes supposed that duty kept him at the pastures. “There is Pieter claimed Aeltje De Vos called in through the open door, ‘“‘Myndert, Pieter Krol is back from New York.” Pieter was strongly built, the wind and sun of the river had reddened hi face, and that made his light hair look like bleached flax, it gave his blue eyes a curious Liedya Mey kissed him, hand and bowed to Mr Arendt ex- Krol!” pale intentness he shook Claes’ Melkens. “Well, here I am said to Angenietje “She guessed you would come,”’ Liedya told him, ‘‘and put on her new sill I didn’t get lost,”” he K petti- coat and best cap.” Angenietje smiled up at him. “I hope it I Was suc essful,”’ she said ? ” ery] } nacl id Pieter Krol laid a smali package beside her on the benct “At least I was able t ng you a present from New Y« = ” ’ He couldn t, however, remain tor supper. ‘I must go home. I haven't been there at yet But I'll come ba later Maas De Hooges was on the wharf and he told m va ire Sut j t be tired of the ( Perhaps you would rather go an- otne Ime F That ‘ said gravel was all foolishnes It w e a chance for us to tall When he |} gone, Arendt asked Angenietie why a "t open her preser Yes,” Liedya added, “‘let us all see it Angenietje unwrapped the paper slowly and ipa ors er noe t ‘ eme ‘ The e very nice at ea al mother asserted “Ot ourse, now you have accepted them you Know t hat means.”” Claes Mey, a little impatiently, asked what it did mean At that moment Johanna Reijckman came up to the Mey 7 Sne wore a brightly tlowered dress tl eft bare the whitene ( ‘ ) ind a great aiash tied W nr r ribbor Johanna Ange ‘ ( r Wa ! osne if lr t a) t i qu K Whispe ny Johanna t was é wa na I noyed yho ne au OU ra t ju Ar rey t t lt alone “Modesty in dres M ke ( i is one of the characte t ola ) m i rhe body ol a oma i i horrence to God ar " h for the lu of mer! The river men worked their canoes stand ing In the stern, but the boys paddled é the Indians, on their knees. Pieter’s canoe was birch bark with high turned bows orna mented by Mohawk devices in dyed porcu pine quills, and there was a stern board for Angenietje to lean ba or No one else was with them, although another of the seven canoes proceeding up the ( " been obliged to hold five Pieter, of course paddled strongly and wel Most ‘ were close by the bar They passed the lats with it gn bar ul yreat elm tree nung with wild grape ine i! came oO osite the wheat elds eyond That one trip,”’ Pieter Krol told Ar genietje, ‘‘y forthe sloop. I even bought anew mainsail; the other wouldn't set it at the gaff; and that was what kept me New York. I named her the Willemstadt he went on. “It’s very appropriate.” Don't they sometimes,’ Angenietje asked— “isn’t it a custom to call them ulter ratne can’t the nave pretti names It was possible, Pieter admitted Wi Angenietje, I could have named he uite you I never thought of that But painted on now. When I get another slo« I will call her the Angenietje Mey. If I have many trips as successful as this one it won't be long. The next time I must take down more lumber. You wouldn't believe how New York Is growing.’ Anger etje s osed it was € ya rell me, Piete S true t here wear stockings t! e lace i not tye with red clocks?” He hadn’t noticed. ‘‘ You must rememper how important this was for us. I had no time for red clocks. Angenietje, there is no trouble about the Septen ber I will carry e empt back I hate. I e passengers but that only paid me sixty dollars t ‘Th been tried from Albany, with the West Indies. I'd like to load right at the islands with rum and coffee and chocolate and sugar and sel Market Street in New York make it doubtful if you could get a profit in Albany. But I could bri up dry goods and hardware and wine fron e thing to do, theugh it has never is to trade direct them here or The commissioner s aryes THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Demand BOHN porcelain exteriors The Gift of Cmperors _/)\ Core THAN 1,000 irs ago, porcelain was ye rirst 1 the ancient al Chinese. produced AMONG I id venerable le pat- ronage ol the Dynasty Ol the became the price of Emperors. Mings, 1. oo porcelain Olt Today the Twentieth Cen- tury leadership of the Bx YH? Ri brings porcelain-finis FRIGI exterior and Interior, Te ° ] frigerators into homes ata COstT Wcome. WITHIN 7) ; > Or every h. “ees +3 ER BOHN SYPHON BoHN REFRIGERATOR Co. PAUL NEW YORK »E +f 4 +1 Cy SAINT CHICAGO No. Mi

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I under- stand Lord Howe’s troops have changed that, with the taverns and full every day.” Angenietje admitted there had been some change. ‘“‘Mr. Eelkens and people like mother hate it, but —but Johanna and girls like her think it’s splendid. Why, Pieter, there was a play last night and she went.” ““T heard something about it,’’ he ad- mitted. ‘All the boys saw it. I got in too late. There was too much else to do.”’ Angenietje sat up with her hands clasp- ing the thwarts of the canoe. ‘‘Oh, I wish we could have gone. I wanted toso much.” He glanced at her coolly. ‘I didn’t say anything about you,” he pointed out. “A play is not the right place for a girl. Any- how, not for the girl I want to marry.”’ She sank back. ‘Suppose we talk about that, Angenietje,”” he proceeded. “I don’t be- lieve we have ever settled it definitely. But then we haven't had to, since it has always been understood. I spoke to you about it first when I was nine years old and now I’m twenty.”’ When he was nine, Angenietje com- mented, she had been four. That, his s vious for notice. officers manner showed, was too ob- *“*T will make another trip in August—shorter than this one—and an- other—with the furs—in the fall. After that I would like to get married. We could live with my family for the winter and then move into a house I can get high up on Jonker Street near the fort. It’s only wood, but it is well built and has a nice garden. | must find out about the well. There was something else, Angenietje, I wanted to speak about, and that was Cataline. I have been watching her and she’s nearly She is completely spoiled. It may not be her fault, it may be yours, but the result is the same. I suggest that we let your mother keep her and give us what she’s worth. It ought to be close to eight or nine hundred dollars.” ‘“‘Pieter!’’ she exclaimed, horrified, “I couldn’t sell Cataline! Even to my own mother. Why, no one ever does that. It would be a scandal. Cataline would never get over it. It would kill her.”’ Pieter Krol calmly replied parently, she hadn’t listened to said that Cataline »e good for a rich woman, she useless. that, ap- him. “I might might even be good for you very much later, but just now we can’t afford that kind of servant. She would eat three times more than she was worth.” ‘After all, Pieter,’’ Angenietje Mey re- minded him, “we're not actually married. You can’t decide everything for me today.” He studied her with an amused patience. “Why, not,” he acknowledged cheerfully. ‘‘ You are not Mrs. Pieter Krol yet. I ought to admit that the question is: Will you be? Do you want to be? All the rest, I can see, must be put off until you answer that. Well?’’ he paused, his paddle, dripping with the clear river r. She didn’t reply and they drifted sideways and back. Pieter vig ’ swung the canoe around. ‘“‘It would * he resumed his comments and ex- ons, “to go at once to Jonker Street; could afford that, but the other ve alot. Then I would be away a al the first winter and you needn't be alone.’”’ was useless. She SO we are I suppose water, in alr. “I don’t really mind being alone, Pieter,”’ she told him. He replied si | tiv that after their Cantiy tha marriage solitude He was managing nstinct and faultless so soon wouldn't be wise for her the canoe with the skill of an Indian. strung out behind. Ahead Angenietje could see the island they were bound for; ian. The others were all a beach of white sand was conspicuous on the dark water, against the thickets of trees. “Who is this at your house?”’ Pieter Krol asked abruptly. ‘*He’s an ensign and he’s staying at the house,” she answered blankly. ‘Do you mean what is hisname? It’s Thomas Evell, vines and ensign staying May 7,1927 He seems to be very nice supper.” Pieter was surprised that Claes Mey had allowed him to be quartered at his house ‘He could easily have stopped . Angenietje explained that her father, be- cause of his responsible position in the town, had thought he should take Mr. Evell *‘Some people were so disagreeable about it. Arendt sees more of him than the rest of us. He would follow him to Quebec if it were possible.”’ Pieter Krol said it was a wonder that Arendt hadn’t “He practices being an Iroquois on everyone.” Angenietje explained, “ ting to be and talking going up to the Mackinac now. Of course, father just laughs at him. But it won’t be long.”’ I believe. Kytie makes special cakes for hi tried to scalp him. He is really get a big boy, about “Claes Mey laughs at nearly every- thing,’’ Pieter asserted. ‘If it hadn’t been for that, Sir Charles Hardy would have made him mayor long ago. about it, and, since he People tall is your father, I I am glad that you are more like your mother. You have her eyes and her quietness. No one what your father will do or say, different with Mrs. Mey were opposite the beacl don’t like to hear it. is sure of but it’ and you.”” They 1 and he drove the canoe diagonally across the swifter nar- rows. Before they struck, however, he wa in the water, dragging the bow smoothly up on the sand. Arendt and Maas De Hooges arrived next, and Arendt, in the water, lifted it smoothly up on the beac! “If it had been a little have caught up to you,” The canoe with would “You Indiar longer we he declared. were talking all the time and wouldn’t have said a word. Special to a woman,” Arendt added. ‘‘ They never tal to women anyhow.” Hendri ‘come and light the fire, now that you aré leader! Pieter will be too grand.”’ A boy “Carel ckse,”’ Johar in moccasins with a wide belt of black and white wampum, who moved with a light noiseless ease, poured a small measure powder under heaped dry branches and He knelt and the spar} si primed his rifle. from the falling hammer set off a qui flame that caught among the wood. Dar tea Was made, ham broiled, and there was a black preserve of cherri After that tl boys vanished with their guns into the in terior of theisland. Angenietje and Johanna Reijckman washed the tin cups in the river he the girls had baskets elaborately by Mohawk squaws in a common patter and soon there was a sedate chatte ing row on the sand addressed to knitting or finer needlework. The sun was high, but it wa till behind the tree e girls were hade cooled by the sound of the wate! along the shore. There was a general con versation about Pieter Krol; it was agree Jew York made him ever that the trip to Ne more solemn than before ‘What do you think, Angenietje?’’ Geer- truy Jacobson asked directly She wa sitting with (¢ attryna Mey, sne was Cat 1S age, and t mome which met her question was de rebuke. “Pieter has every vir clared. ‘‘ He is the left in Albany. The Engli The sun } tue,’ Johanna de most affect him.” vaded the beac Witn a not lgnt. sparkled. Angeniet) her gaze was fastened on a batteau slowly against the stream. lit turned out. It coming up Opposite the lower end of the islar had turned too soon, however, and it was rowed up to the be: only after a long a difficult struggle. At the stern was a slender figure in a Nunting shirt. P ] Sala nietje ymeone 18S comIng in a tone of surprise, “S on shore.”’ ine rustle of excitement, “Why, it’s Mr. Evell!”’ He stopped, ] confounded by the number of im, and Johanna urged Angenietje to her feet. “‘You must Continued on Page 221 There wasafemir ol giris belore h

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Continued from Page 218 yo forward,” she insisted; ‘‘now he here. He may die of fright Angenietje said formally, ‘““Good mort ng. I never expected to see you on the river so early.”” Thomas Evell replied that he had had no idea her company was com- posed only of girls. “‘It isn’t,’’ she told him “The boys always hunt or fish until late, and we sew. They come back for dinner.” He said, ‘‘I had to find where you had gone and see you at once. I haven’t more than half an hour eaving this afternoon. Do you suppose you could take a walk with me?” How ould she, Angenietje answered; it would ook so funny. “It’s the last chance I have to see yor before I go,’’ Thomas Evell urged her Angenietje’s hands caught together Everybody would talk.’ Her voice was low and wretched. ‘I didn’t know you were leaving Albany so soon. When do you think Lord Howe will come back?” He was, obviously, unable tosay. “Per haps never.”’” Thomas Evell was aston- ishingly young and desperately seriou ‘Angenietje, come down by the batteau; everyone can see you there; I must talk to you. It couldn’t be a worse place, but I can’t help that now.”” They passed the file of canoes to where the flat-bottomed wooden Angenietje, we are boat was anchored in the dry sand \t least we can get in it,’” he asserted “There will be a frightful talk,” s! peated. “That can’t be helped either. Liste Angenietje. Do you remember what | said about staying in Albany? Well, that’s im possible, of course. But there is somet! else | can do. I went to Howe and explained some things, and he’s in favor of it He says that with my family what it is it would be easy. Angenietje, | want to leave the regiment and be attached to r Cha Hardy’s staff in New York. In New Y« Angenietje.”’ She asked, ‘‘ Would you like that? But of course, you would It is so yay Chere are balls and play in New York all the time. You could go to one every night.” He hadn’t thought of that. ** You are the reason I want to get transferred. When the time came and I thought of leaving you, I couldn’t. I couldn't, Angenietje. | couldn't and go on living. When I realized what it meant I saw that I woul Most of me~ the best All that I reall; ked. I'd give up everything in England only to be near you. I’m not too young to know my mind, Angenietje; if I’m old er ough to be a king’s officer and get k lled, I am old enough to be in love” with you “It’s horrible to say it like this, wit! ose girls there giggling at me. You must try to understand how serious it How much I have to have you You can’t be going to marry Pieter Krol, Angenietj Anyhow, tell me that mucl If you sa there is no one els n your heart, I'll go yack to camp happy. I will be happy because when [ come back you may ma me. I can't even touch you,” he said It would only make it worse if yu ould.” After she had spoke e sm at him as though in an effort to ile mplication of her words “Then you have give m yromise,”” Thomas Fvell said A long wt yi Angeniet ye wher ve were } ld Yi ‘ itt na Qur famule Va Pic ought me a pair ol ver ‘ New ior ind he th “ | t t e mal t ou! FE. vell interrupted | mpetuou B Ul nas ta thing to do wit t \ iove wit! him?” Angenietye ( minded him that he must talk more Do you love Pieter Kro he epeated quietly I can’t tell that,’’ she answered. “Isn't t the time to love after you are nm don’t know. I wish I did. Sometimes makes me very unhappy Since ame to Albany Perhaps it wou been better if you had stayed aw: managed to speak lightly, to convey the I can't agree wit i nor said almost disagreeal But if it w 1 mistake, I will pay for it. You've mad prett clear you won't She asked him if he wanted to ma ne ery. “You will,” she warned him Be fore all the girls, and then I'll be disgraced I wish you would go.” He leaned forward, intense and young and golden in the sur Angenietje, v you marry me when I come b from Fort Ticonderoga?” She rose. “‘I must go back,” she said gently. ‘‘I am sorry if you are hurt.” He asserted that without her it didn’t matter from the woods or whether he ¢ D not, and her bearing hardened instinctively You mustn't say words like that,’’ Ar genietje informed him. She might have been the elder by twenty years it wicked, and usele called, ‘‘Lord Howe and Mr Le | alt leaving tonig! Come and say good-by to nim When the battea 1 be ed out to the river and the Waiked | K up the beach, Johanna rm tight around Angenietje Mey’s waist They were met with a flood of questions and comment It was a shame the troops were going. Al ny would be like a church agai It was too id, Creertruy Jacobson announ ed, that Mr. Felkens wasn’t going with them \ certain restrained approval was allowed » reward that Angenietje took up her knitting. The batteau was just visible, far dow the rive It anished The boy et ed in a mas voner than custom bie Krol shot a buck! Jacob Rost i I ed We an | é e! ) { 1 He shot it the w é ind we j to swim out for it ry, Pieter; I havea pain in m: id,’ Angenietje told Pieter Krol. The W t n | anoe agall evening Wa le ending on the water, veiling the shores, and they were returning It the nyeda n the e replied We won't » with t mpa wa | t over ft l Any ete we ire own uf} You look olde e the ‘ ne I have beer * She di i Wwe He eyes were osed, | We t t and parted, he ‘ ¢ xe ! titude of profound ext Mey, o1 — | Sil \ \« a j » wife Lit 1 and Angenietje le deserte his aphorisms, } ht detact me { le t ! ( ance | i its ti Iter? ) ind ce ‘ . 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They wore their hair, I remember, like a beaver tail, and had fine naked shoulders. The torches, as Mr. Eelkens called them, were very bright. My Uncle Jan married one; his wife came into the fort with him but they didn’t stay there long—she took him away. We used to visit them in a house built of bark—a long grape arbor of a house. He was the most contented man I ever saw. **Mr. Eelkens would say that he was lost. Damned. Today the people of Albany would look on him as a disgrace. To them most of the old free life would be disgrace- ful. Well, there is little enough of it left, and not much of the fur either. The canoes came down the river loaded to the water with beaver and otter skins. And the price! It was very different from Pieter Krol and his bales of New York dry goods. Pieter,”’ Claes Mey added, “‘is a good boy, but he is young and he isn’t young. I hope when he gets older he’ll be younger. I can see it in his face that he thinks I’m to be regretted.” He waved his arm so sharply that it broke the stem of his pipe. Liedya observed placidly, ‘It seems that it’s too bad you didn’t marry the Indian girl. I can’t make out, to save me, what you think of Pieter Krol, or of much else.” Angenietje, who was knitting, said nothing She looked up with an absent tixed expres- sion, a faint air of troubled wonder. “Pieter is all right,’’ Claes admitted. “‘He only bothers me because he is too cor- rect. He ought to reassure Mr. Eelkens with his cry that everything is going to the devil. When I look at Pieter Krol I think of my Uncle Jan sitting in front of his bark house and rolling bowstrings of rawhide be- tween his palms. Jan would roll bowstrings from sunrise to dark and feel that the day was well occupied. Or he could sit without the bowstrings for just as long. His wife had a name that meant ‘the flower that drove away the snow.’ She washed every- thing, including herself, in the river. In the sunlight. Jan you couldn’t call indus- trious. And I wonder? I do indeed.”’ Liedya, for her part, declared that his uncle sounded amazingly like a lazy repro- bate: “Living with ashameless heathen woman and having heathen children. I am glad that Arendt isn’t here to listen to such stuff.” Myndert De Vos had appeared on his stoep, and Aeltje called to the Meys, ““Myndert says they are bringing Lord Howe’s body back to Albany tomorrow. He’s to be buried in Saint Peter’s Church.”’ Angenietje’s hands were still. ‘‘He Aeltje continued, ‘‘Lord Howe was killed at the first attack and that the Englis! were beaten back in disorder. Hardly one escaped the knives of the French Indians.” Claes Mey made no reply; he went into e house after a fresh pipe. When he re- turned, his flood of questioning words had subsided. He seemed depressed. “What will happen to us now, English retreating, I can’t think,’’ Liedya said. “I suppose any time the French will in Albany. That ought to please you, Claes, for it will bring back Jan’s day again.” That, he replied, was gone forever. ‘The English are not retreating,”” he explained; “they are the future and, as you said, the French the past. For them America was an adventure and not a settle ment. We will have a bigger army year, and if that isn’t enough, a bigger one still the year after.” The street was at once subdued and in a gray evening light, the warm tone of says,” with the your I ne le belong to next cleal the rose-brick gables was cooled, the fire had vanished from the gilded weather vanes below The old Dutch church, a solid stone block in the cobble-paved middle of Pear] Beyond the Street, was dark and solemn. EVENING POST houses and gardens of Market Street the river was dark. Angenietje shuddered slowly. Someone, Liedya suggested, was walking over her grave. She didn’t an- swer; she hadn't taken up her knitting; it lay in a soft green heap transfixed by long white bone needles on her lap. ‘I will be glad to have you settled,”’ Liedya asserted. ‘‘You are getting so much like your father I don’t know what to think of you either. It’s a fine thing Pieter Krol is t. You have hardly spoken to him heard in a week.” I’ve f “* Angenietje, so patien once that Claes leaned forward. tell me now, before it is too late—do you want to marry Pieter Krol? If you don’t, I will see him and Goossen Krol at once. To- night.” followed he for crazy questions Certainly Angenietje Pieter Krol. She has it since they were children. change her mind now. It would be an outrage. Where, I ask you, could Angenietje find a better man than Pieter?’’ Claes raised his hand for her to be still. ‘“*Angenietje?’’ he repeated. She gazed at him without answering, the blank look still Apparently she hadn’t heard Liedya, flushed with alarm, habit of answering, at times of stress, her family. ‘‘Of all your that is the worst! wants to marry thought about She couldn't on her eyes. him. ‘I want you to be happy,” he ex- plained. “I love you very dearly. If it’s possible, I want to be wise for you. But can I? I am not so certain as your mother. Perhaps that has been my main fault. | don’t seem to agree with what the world commends. I want you to be happy.” His voice was strange with a sudden unaccus- tomed depth and pain. Suddenly Angenietje turned away from him. ‘“‘Listen,’”’ she said. From the lower town there came the thin sharp tones of fifes in the shrill mournful- ness of a dirge. Angenietje carefully laid aside the knitting and rose; she stood in- tently on the edge of the : Then, with- out a backward glance, she went down the street. Her walk grew faster; when she vanished she was running with fluttering skirts. Liedya Mey gasped. her mind, go after her quickly.” sloep. **Claes, she’s out of He didn’t move, but sat staring at the bowl of hi pipe. Liedya took him by the shoulder; she shook him. “Claes, quickly. Everyone on the street is sitting out.” He looked up and told her ‘‘No one can go after Angenietje. too far from all of us. The people on the street can be damned.”’ Liedya Mey sank in bench ““You are all mad,” she declared. ‘‘ Here you are cursing the neighbors, and Ange nietje running wild through the town.” Claes Mey stood gazing toward the river **She is coming back,” he said. Angenietje approached with her arm about the shoul- gaunt in a torn gray his buckskin breeches and moccasins were his face colorless except for the pits of black shadow under his eyes and red scrape that and tore silent She to be is despair on the ders of a boy shirt; sodder a dee p crossed his cheek at an ea! Angenietje brought him up on the stoep ‘He’s here,” she said with a remote smile They went into the house; the sound of her slow firm footsteps and the wet soft ness of moccasins mounting the stairs wa audible without. “Claes,” Liedya could no more than whisper, ‘‘she’s taken him up into her room.” He replied, where “I’m glad of it That Thomas Evell belongs.”’ He slow]; packed tobacco into his pipe. ‘After all, I must go to the Krols. A little of Albany left in f Mr. Eelkens.”” A cloud of smoke obscured him. Liedya Mey confessed spite oO that she was afraid to look in the direction even of Aeltje De Vos. Editor’s Note—This is the first of a series of stories by Mr. Hergesheimer. The next will appear in an early issue May 7,1927 Could You Use EXTRA CASH Now? with cs IT now, just a and sO many sSummetl round the cornet ] 1 new clothes to be bought couldn t vou use an extra $25.00 or 350.00? 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THE SATURDAY CRAMAMB ULI Continued from Page 13 sunlight on these slope s and the hemiocks fluttered in the wind, lighting and dulling the white and gray stones. They passed the terrace in which rested Pieter Van Eck and his Indian wife, and the first Lupus Van Eck; and Abram, who was pop’s father; and Susan Priestley Van Eck, born in 1890, dead in 1913, whom Lupus had married on his eighteenth birthday. “Stop,” said his father Carolus civilly got down from the ma- chine and helped the sachem to alight on neat gravel. This was the concession of pop to his wooden leg. He liked to be helped down from cars and carriages, but he never admitted the fact by saying thanks. Now he went walking off among some bushes without a glance at the Van Eck domain and his black hair bobbed clean from sight around a beech tree. ‘““What’s he Lupus?” ‘‘Dunno. Pop ain’t mysterious, honey.’ Mary ran | er ands over her bright hair and said, ‘‘He is! Indians are notoriously mysterious, and he has the wocdenest face You and Caro can be pretty wooden, but Rain-in-the-Face is simply appalling. I expect he didn’t move a muscle when they were taking his leg off in Cuba. He’s dreadful! I dote on him.” “He's horses an’ cattle all his life an’ he’s had to keep his face straight, Mary. He’s a good judge of folks. It worries him when he makes a mistake about When Otto Borkman killed I can remember pop walkin’ being mysterious about, now doing business been sellin’ aperson. Gee! his old man, up and down the porch, spittin’ once a to mamma, ‘I don’t be- He’d walk up the porct an’ back an’ say, ‘I don’t believe Cramam- buli done this, Hattie.’ It’s ver saw him upset too second and sayin’ it, Hattie.’ He was upset. e only time I e The time he lost three A-1 ponies he was sendin’ to Saratoga, in a freight wreck, he just said, ‘Hell!’ and never said nothin’ about losin’ seven or ten thousand dollars.”’ Mary whispered. and he ‘‘Look out, Carolus!” “‘He’s making an _ incantation doesn’t want to be disturbed.” shoulder and Carolus over a ra] tted grinned up the grass ten yards to a hummock roots of a hemlock were rotting Sunlight his ] amber neck, and his high shoulders wriggled where the in the turf flowed around in the mesh of his red jersey. ‘The the trail,” Mary “He's gettin’ ‘Ain’t he a good kid, huh? said Mary, “ young brave on Sala close to six feet,’’ Lupus pondered e ‘‘His nose,” isn’t as nice as yours.” Carolus came loping back, his black eyes and asked, ‘‘ Who's inordinate in his face, buried under ‘at little maple, dad? There’s two graves.”’ ‘‘Borkman and his wife, son: “He’s walkin’ around the. graves,” Carolus re ported Huh! You see, Mary,’’ Lupus yawned, ‘that’s how mysterious pop is. He was talkin’ about the Borkmans, so he went sd a in’ looked at The red-headed woman lay back in her “em.” cushions and smiled across the world to- No smoke came from the factories in this Sunday ward Couveris ’s two little air: between the hemlocks, the red town towr appeared some kind of toy village on a green nursery floor, six miles away, with the still about its scattering farms ley ** And this old tale. wept over otherwhere, Of woe and wrong clean forgotter there on , . ‘ ? it? Lupus said, [That’s poetry, ain’t it? Well, it is forgotten Haven't heard anybody speak of the Borkman murder in a long time. I bet if Otto Borkman came rack he could walk along Iroquois Street and nobody’d think it was him too Say! He’s forty-five or six!” Carolus grubbed some cigarettes out of his white trousers and said, ‘‘A feller came back afte r f forty years to a place in France It’s in a book I was readin’. He came back and built a church in memory of his wife he’d killed forty years back an’ nobody caught on. He'd changed his name, of course. When he died he told a priest about it. This was in the sixteenth century.” “They didn’t have picture newspapers then,’’ Mary drawled. ‘‘What a lost op- portunity! Prominent Philanthropist Re- veals Remorse on Deathbed! Carolus, you always look so muddy in photographs. If you ever murder anybody, do powder your- self before the photographers take snap- shots of you on your way to court Tecumseh, did you see any werewolves or a Poltergeist?” Mr. Van Eck spat on the gravel and purred, ‘““No’m.”’ His grandson pol'tely shoved the lean man into the car and Lupus drove around a circle filled with citizens of New York. As the machine descended toward the gates, his father said, ‘You be an Injun in this pageant I want you Couveris, Miss Covendale’s got up, Carolus to”? ‘Yes, sir,’ Carolus said ‘An’ then you'll kid me for a year for runnin’ around half naked.” ‘I certainly will,” sachem af- “Gimme a cigarette, an’ take your medicine. It’s what you git for bein’ There ain’t anything so damn ridiculous as bein’ a kid, You ain’t as idjyotic as your dad was. Haven't had to take the skin off of you like I did him. You go be an Injun in this pageant the Covendale girl’s got up. It took an English girl to git the town excited about its history. Pick up her old man, Lupus. It’s time I made his acquaintance I own two hundred shares of the power plant. I ought to meet the feller.”’ ‘“‘Capitalist!’’ said Mary ‘I ain’t neither, girl. I voted for Wil- liam Jennings Bryan in 1896 against plutocracy to beat the band. I’m a son of the soil an’ I ain’t worth three hundred thousand dollars. You call me more names than the law allows.” ‘“‘How many names does the law allow, Rain-in-the-Face?”’ “Call me anything but a sister.” Lupus chuckled and made the car race in the sunny roadway. Mr. Covendale was presently a considerable figure on the dust ahead, swinging along finely, with flourishes of a stick, and his shoulders well back. He drew aside as he heard the machine coming and scarcely looked when Lupus slowed down to a toddle of the engine ‘Can we give you a lift?”’ Mr. Van Eck purred. The Englishman smiled, puttering the point of his cane on the dust, and shook his head. He had a broad, reddish scar run- ning between his lower lip and his chin, and there were white flecks everywhere on his rather pallid face “I’m really doing this for exercise, you know. You're Mr. Van Eck, of course One could tell that even if the lad weren't said the fably sonny, a boy. Carolus damn fool ng “I’m Mr. Van Eck,” said the sachem This is Mrs. Lupus Van Eck and that’s Lupus drivin’. You know that’s the fam’ly. Better git in late home for lunch, else.” Oh, thanks! But I am doing this for the good of my soul. I’m fifty and firmly resolved not to put on a stone if I can help it.” ‘I’msixty,’’ Mr. Van Eck drawled; “‘but I couldn't git fat if I tried. It don’t come in the fam’ly.”’ “You're rather lucky,”’ said Mr. Coven- dale, deeply and pleasantly. ‘No, I reall; shan't be helped home, and I don’t take luncheon, so I’ve nothing to hurry for, you Thanks.” He lifted his hat again and the sun passed into his blue eye, making it glitter. His curly yellow hair, cut very close, glittered Lupus shivered and sent the car ahead an’ You'll be Carolus, see. too EVENING POST No costly tins Packed in foil hence ten cents Compare (RANGER with any tobacco at any price! Sounds like a wide-open challenge—and that’s exactly what it is! Granger asks no odds because of its reasonable price. Compare it with any tobacco ever made. 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It would be tough to have just one eye, and the patch was a nuisance to have dangling on your face that way. **A good-lookin’ feller,”’ said the sachem “Would you think he was fifty?”’ ‘Englishmen always look younger than they are,’’ Mary said; “‘or they look a lot older. He has a nice voice.” “He sounds like he could sing,”” Mr. Van Eck purred. “‘T was thinkin’ that,”’ said Lupus. Some voices sounded as if they might be- gin to sing at any minute, he thought, and the tall Englishman had that kind of voice Only it sounded deeper than most voices against the running purr of pop’s dry barytone, which never changed its key And deep voices were more musical than high ones. Otto Borkman, tramping down the road past the house, in the old days, singing in a gang of other lads, made a kind of floor for all the other above. Poor Otto! After a mile, Lupus was still thinking of that kind shadow, and he turned into the Van Eck gates with a memory of Otto standing here, shouting some gossip to the Thirty years ago, or voices to rise stone porch. Gee! nearly! ‘Lupus is thinking,” said Mary “Veh. How did we get started talkin’ about the Borkmans, pop?” ‘“Because this kid here was whistlin’ Cramambuli, boy.” ‘“‘Crambambuli,” ‘Have it your way, sister. song, all about the Kaiser gitting drunk in a grog shop. . . Still fifteen minutes to lunch,” said Mr. Van Eck, his peg clicking on the steps of the Mary murmured It’s the same Maximilian porch. “Mr. Covendale time,”’ said Carolus. The sachem spat clear from the top step down into the grass beside the driveway and his black lashes closed over his eyes And yet he looked at Lupus with a swift, keen stare that came from his dark face ina flood of some meaning and stiffened Lupus behind the wheel of the new car. The en- gine sent the tires forward on the fine gravel with a whir. Lupus came rolling into the stable yard so fast that he had to grip on the brakes to save himself from a whistles ‘at all the smash on the brick tool shed. “Pretty wild, dad,’’ Carolus said as Na Only that wasn’t Otto Borkman! Lupus climbed out of his seat in the cool garage and lighted a cigarette. It wasn’t Cra- mambuli. Thank the Lord, Mary had run up the steps before pop looked at him and scared him so. He must be green in the face. ““Gimme a m-match, kid.” Carolus asked civilly, ‘What for, dad?” And Lupus studied the smoldering end of his cigarette. ““Wh-what’'s the matter, father?” “Nothin’, sonny. Do you,’’ Lupus mum- bled, ‘“‘ever get the blues all of a sudden? I mean—for nothin’ at all? I'm all right.”’ Carolus stood plucking at the thin jersey in the middle of his chest and his eyes were black plums in this shadow. ‘‘ You ate an awful big breakfast, dad.”’ **Maybe it’s that, kid ; Naw,” said Lupus, ashamed of himself, “it ain’t thatatall. ’At’ssilly. It was tl about Otto Borkman. We all—kids an’ grown-up people an’ everybody—thought a hell of a lot of Otto. Wasn't any automo- biles then. That sounds funny, don’t it? Well, there wasn’t. The feller would get up straw rides an’ take Otto along to sing when he had short pants on. He'd sing any old stuff—German or English—and he knew some grand-opera songs. That’s what made awful when he killed Borkman. He was such a nice feller. He was fifteen or six- teen, an’ his folks were awful proud of him Sut he near cut his old man’s head off with a hatchet. I don’t like thinkin’ about it yet. I'm thirty-seven and this happened in 1898, right after pop came home from is business it so May 7,1927 Cuna, vut I can see the whole thing right over again. Joe Priestley and some feller found her walkin’ down the road, pickin’ asters, like pop sayin’, brought her into our place, after they'd been to Borkman’s and found him on the woodpile dead as hell. An’ then it was fine for a couple of weeks.” “You better,” min’ after lunch.” “T feel more like diggin’ a hole and crawlin’ in it, kid,’’ said Lupus, sitting down on a box beside the door of the garage. “I ain’t smart. I expect a smart man could kinda wash this out of his head right when it hit him.” “You shut up about not bein’ smart,” his son ordered. ‘‘ You better start breakin’ in that red colt after lunch.” “T just got the blues, feller,’”’ said Lupus **Go and get washed for lunch.”’ Carolus went idling off, and his feet, in their cotton shoes with rubber soles, made no noise at all. His scarlet jersey went be- tween the brick stable and the majestic brick barn built in 1821, and he began to whistle his incessant tune again. After that sound stopped there was a grisly si- lence the rooster, sedately strutting, seemed dumb on the high wall that faced the Lupus sat looking at this fowl and never had a thought until his father said, “ feller had been walkin’ boy.” “Huh!” The sachem spat and linked his bronz hands on the head of his stick. His eyes were not hidden by the lashes any more He looked immovably at Lupus and purred, “Some man _ had walkin’ around 3orkman’s grave, boy.”’ “That ain’t Otto, pop! “Tt ain't,” said Mr. Van might be. You git an ide stupid man, sonny. You fool as you think you ar “Aw, pop!” “No, you ain’t, son. . Summer be- fore last at Saratoga a feller started talkin’ We gassed * what ent these was and said Carolus, ‘come swim everywhere under sun, and a road Some around the graves, been Eck, “but it awful fast for a it half as big a to me in the paddock one day along about an hour about } not. It just turned out he was Fd Vin that was one of the ushers at my weddin’. He went West in 1890 and t} time East since then. I grew up with him, but I didn’t know him from a sore toe. He’d put on eighty pounds ar I don’t say this OSSeCS ar is was his first * grew a mus- tache. Folks change, son is Otto Borkman. But y it ain’t, boy. He whistles Cramambul some feller in heavy shoes had been standin’ at Mrs. Borkman’s grave, grass hadn't started to stick up yet. A feller’'d been standin’ there ten minutes or some before I went an’ ia “It ain’t Otto, pop couldn’t change himself man.” “You ain't seen Otto He could do lots I hope it ain’t Otto tu better not sa ,and right now. looked 1898. time. show sense to come smart kid. But it may be,”’ said the man, as if he spoke of an ail cough. “I ain’t been as come home from France, boy was gittin’ gray in my hair.” Lupus looked at his father’s bl: and muttered, ‘‘ You ain't. you want me to do, pop?”’ “Just nothin’, Eck, and spat at a puppy ting past his feet in rooster pack here upst sonny, Lupus wretchedly lightec a cigarette and sat looking at his parent’s hawk nose and the loose folds of } blue snirt Pop Wa rather terrible, standing erect as a new crooked uy post, w th one black evebrow his forehead and spitting now and then He was just as majestic as when he used to ride his tall horses down the road to towr He was unimpaired and unsoftened by time. Lupus rolled his brown hands on |} knees and crossed his ankles a dozen times Lunch would mean nothing. Mary would Continued on Page 229

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Continued from Page 226 get mixed up in this and—she was human she might say something to her skinn: mother in Couveris ‘It ain't Otto, pop!” The sachem said, “Listen to him, boy and his purr was almost loud. ‘Listen to who?” ‘Covendale.” ‘That’s just the kid, pop.” ‘It’s comin’ down the road, sonn\ Some man was evenly whistling | ] the brick ther b beyor d wall. The sound ascended and n began its scampering refrain. Lupus took hold of his knee, through cloth, and pinched it viciously. Here was Otto’s tune

coming. “It ain’t Otto, pop!” “Shut your head,” said his father. Lupus shut his eyes. The tune was too close to the wide gateway. In a moment this man must go tramping past the gap and pass pop’s terrible There was the faintest sound of breathing inspecting stare near by and the faintest sound of heels went along with the music. Then all these noises topped for a long instant. ‘“*May I come in? “Pleased to have you,” said Mr. Van Eck. The Englishman came strolling through the gate and Lupus mastered his face be- hi

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post We are,” said ths runs hack to 1625 Mr. Covendale smiled hat. Dust and sweat had marked his fore head in a wide, brown welt. “Which reminds me that your grandson says you're the principal stockholder in the Couveris Times.” “It’s the hell of a newspaper,” said the sachem, “‘but it makes good stuff to light astove with. Nothin’ happens in Couveris. They git a new film twice a week at the theater an’ somebody dies now an’ then.” “‘T’ve been reading through the files, in my spare time,’’ Covendale said. ‘‘I must say that life runs along smoothly in Cou sachem. ‘Pe digree and took off his veris.”” The sachem spat and drawled, country towns excitin’ anywhere, I won der?”’ “Probably not. I must say tl is madly thrilling beside a vi Argentine, where I put in two years once We were building a big power } t, you tched thir at Couveris ge in the

know, and then just as the wr g was built a workman got nasty about being olded by a German foreman and blew the thing up with dynamite. So we built over again. But that was the first place I ever heard of the good town of Couveris, New York, U. S. A.” Coven- dale moved the point of his stick to and f avel and looked at Mr. Van Eck for a while. “‘This is a very pretty bit of country around you, Mr. Van Eck. | heard all about it in 1910, in the Argentine It reminds me, rather, of places in Shrop- shire. It was quite odd to get sent here to do over the power plant, you know, and to find it was just as pretty as I’d been told.” ““Who told you about Couveris, down in

iro on the gr ye e the Argentin Something was going to happen. Pop’s es had dropped over his eyes and the pupils were hidden. But Mr. Covendale stood tracir ga circle on the ting ne } li

vel with his stick and smiled a little.

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THE SATURDAY as this. I wanted—if you'll excuse su melodramatic phrase-—to get justice done for someone who'd been put the worst possible posture before the county Ir England, in those circumstances, I'd cor sult the vicar or the nearest large holder. In this country one doesn’t quite w where to turn. Do you follow me I rather think,”’ the se said, “‘that you do.” The sac and moved his ; ‘*“Where did you learn to whistle Cramam- hem closed his hands on his cane wooden peg an inc bul “In the ‘I’ve one Argentine,” said Mr. Covendale. of those poisonous minds that’s When I think, say, of a man who whistled an air constantly, I take to whi it I'd forgotten the name of the That is it, to be sure Cramambul “It ain’t,” said Mr. Van Eck; “‘it’s t he feller ti dreadfully associative

Crambambuli. But at used to sing it in this county sung it Cramambulli. He sung swell too.” “Your grandson,” said the Eng! “admits that you're the cle That's why I turned in here just now. I’ve no one to consult in Couveris I’ve been here almost ten mont} nd people have been very p *ve no sensible person to apply to or somé ve no sensi rson apply t I Y

advice, in a case of conscience “Whose conscience?” “Mine. tonishing facts about something that hap- ] Suppose that I know some as ng while since. A young quite in the wrong, with a pened here a fool puts himself good excuse, and runs away. \Y papers and your police justifiably assum« him guilty. The person who would suffer by the precise statement of wl

There’s another per who may be dead or alive. about him, but he was an innocent ec: and the story does not reflect on him. I ad- mit that I didn’t believe the story when I heard it back in 1910. When aman with a high fever lies and tells you a most pre- posterous yarn about himself, you'r sympathetic than you might b tells the story in just the same way three dead

. f e, even li ne times running. The Argentine is not at all the home of lost souls that it’s supposed t be, but there are quantities of men down there with pasts in several different colors One hears extraordinary yarns. This yarn, though, turns out to be quite plausible I’ve been worrying over this for weeks. | don’t at all know what to do either.” “So you went out,”’ said Mr. Van Eck, “‘an’ looked at their graves.” “Your mind,” the Englishman answered is rather remarkable Yes, I got so morbid this morning that I tramped out there and looked at their graves.” ‘You wear pretty heavy shoes, too,” the sachem purred. “T like heavy boots to tramp in. You remember this business?” 1 | 1 Blackhawk Water Pump. Blackhawk Pumps | and trouble for tire prevent boiling, and soon repay their price in oil saved and engine troubles prevented. Bx sure you get a Blackhawk—with the Turbin« Head that circulates more water per revolution | unis L type f BLACKHAWK MFG. COMPANY ent I 6 EVENING POST ~~ <eilfil HN —— We AA Ir Fords i | c in-I umped Cool! |] |

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The other person to be considered in the matter is a man whose job was just to be the inno- cent cause of the ghastly mess without knowing it. I feel ever so strongly that it shouldn’t stand on the record as it is, you see. If I submitted my statement to you, would you use your influence with the paper to have it printed? I’m quite sane. All that I can do is to report exactly what this chap told me when he was beastly ill in 1910. It’s on my conscience, you know.” “The paper’ll print it just like you write it,” said Mr. Van Eck. “Thanks very much,” Covendale mur- mured, and was still. Lupus looked around at the silent red bricks and the vacant road, and tried to think. But his brain had got hollowed into a shell, where all these words sounded and made no sense. This fellow knew some- thing, and that was what he was so politely telling pop. Well, damn him, why didn’t he spit it out? “Who did kill Borkman then?” “Oh, she did, of course,’”’ said the Eng- lishman. He took a pipe out of his gray pocket, and a silk bag striped with red. “Had nobody a notion that she might have done it?”’ Lupus rubbed a fist on hisear and dumbly considered his brown fingers. His father spat on the gravel and fidgeted a little with his cane. “Yes; only nobody ever said so. My wife thought of that. Only my wife wasn’t a gabby woman. She thought things an’ didn’t baw] ’em all over hell and the back lot. She says to me, while the p’lice were makin’ a noise and the detectives were talkin’ to the papers, she says, ‘Carolus, a woman’s more likely to lose her senses be- cause she done a thing than because she seen it done.’ The trouble with any such notion as that was that Mrs. Borkman was pretty as a picture an’ awful timid. Any- thing scared her. She didn’t dare to milk a cow or drive a hoss. Once she saw me ridin’ a stallion that had a bad temper to take the devil out of him and she couldn’t say how remarkable that was. I raise hosses. The Van Ecks always have, since we've been here, but she thought this was somethin’ too wonderful, the poor sheep! She was a town girl, out of this place named Dresden. Borkman was a farmer, pure an’ simple. Yes, my wife thought Mrs. Borkman might have done it, but I thought she was too scary.” “Oh, but the poor woman was quite crazy with fright, you know.” “‘T see,”’ said the sachem; “I can see, I mean. Yes, she might do it if she was so scared she didn’t know what was goin’ on. Borkman and the kid was scrappin’ and she got scared he’d hurt Otto bad. And then Otto run off so that si **Ah,”’ said Mr. Covendale, “‘but you go quite off the tracks there! It’s nothing to do with young Otto. The poor lad was in- side the house going to bed. He hears his father come in. Then this row starts. He hears her screaming, ‘Nein, Friedrich, nein! And she ran out of the house. It was moon- light. The boy saw her run under a tree be- side this pile of wood. He heard the billets rattling about. The boy comes running down and falls, you see, on the steps of the porch # ‘Damn steep steps,” said Mr. Van Eck. “Quite so. When he picked himself up she was crying out that the man had just been talking to her. I forget the German. Otto heard her say that this chap had just been sitting and talking to her. She cried, ‘Otto was there! Ask him!’ They were all mixed up among these logs of wood and May 7, 1927 kindlings, you see. And then Borkman struck her and she screamed fearfully, and then, when the boy got to her, she was standing with this hatchet in her hand. Et He stood and tried to talk to her, but she merely babbled. She was quite lost, of course. He fancies that his father was trying to club her with a billet. He had one in his hand as he lay, you see. It sequulur. must have been hideous. She began to sing. ‘Finally the boy thought of his wretched chivalrous trick, you know. He fairly yelled into her face to say that he’d done it, and then he ran. Too many novels, you know. But it was his mother, of course He didn’t stop to think about self-defense or anything sensible. He ran. | that about nine-tenths of such cases would turn out differently if we had any training in intellectual direction. But most thought’s simply archaic, under an excitement. We remember some expedient we’ve heard of and try the silly thing out. The right thing, of course, was to run for the police and ex plain it. And they never really try women in this country, do they?” “Not often,’”’ said Mr. Van Eck. “And then the boy’d been dreading ar explosion,’’ said the calm Englishman. ‘I was most interested, in reading the old newspapers, to see that they hadn’t made any inquiries about Borkman before he re- moved to Couveris from—wasn’t it Pennsy]- vania?”’ ““New Jersey,” the sachem said “Just so. Was it known that Borkman had been obliged to quit his former farm, you know?” “No.” “But he had. He caught some chap making eyes at Mrs. Borkman and gave him a most awful beating—put one of his eyes out. He had to pay a great fine and they removed. If that had been known here it might have changed the tone of the press.” 3orkman was all right,”’ Eck, ‘‘but he was sulky.” Mr. Covendale said, polishing his pipe, “‘Ah, there you are! People don’t put one and one together. The man’s bad tempered and a powerful big chap and his wife’s pretty and younger than himself. Ergo, when he’s found dead and she’s crazed, |} son has killed him for no known reason. And the boy knew this might come off. She did admire this other chap tremendously So did Otto. He was some romantic object who had a strain of your Red Indian in him and was handsome devil of the neighborhood. He was mar ried and the boy knew that he’d never given Mrs. Borkman a thought. And isn’t it human? he did drop in at their farm, it was always to see Bork man. Only she’d talked too much about this neighbor. He went off to your war with Spain and got himself hurt and Otto thought she talked too much about that He could see his father getting wrathy 3orkman your |} homely clod hopper, I take it, and this dashing fellow had money and plenty of carriages and the rest. He'd a reputation of being reckless. He went racing and gave large parties and wasn't a peaceable yokel. When news came he’d been frightfully hurt in Cuba, she screamed when Borkman told her, and after that the boy looked for trouble. And the devil had it that this worldling came in to see Borkman that night. Otto sat and talked to him and nothing happened, of course. The man was just bored not to find Borkman in, and drove off home. And then, of course, Borkman comes in and hears he’s been there. Pan dare say said Mr. Van considered the whenever was lain, are. Mr. Van Eck spat on the ground and said lazily, “‘Yes, there you are. And that’s what happened. Ain’t it crazy? Ain’t it crazy? So Borkman was jealous of a feller that didn’t think more about his wife than that she was pretty and had ought to git some good clothes She dressed punk. She pretty and the women and liked her. I never was sweet (Continued on Page 233)

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(Continued from Page 230 heard a man say he was envious of Bork- man, though. And you'll write this for the paper?”’ “‘Isn’t that rather the thing to do?” “It’s the right thing todo. And can you lay hands on Otto by cable?” “I ean cable a man in Buenos Aires and another in Chile to begin looking for him,” said Mr. Covendale. “‘And you'll see that the paper prints this?” ‘““You’re a smart man,” said the sachem; “and the paper’ll print it. I take it kindly you came and told me beforehand too.” THE SATURDAY “You must have made,” said the Eng lishman, “Tl was a good enough sergeant down in Cuba,”’ Mr. Van Eck drawled Lupus got up from his box and looked after Mr. Covendale. Then he stared at his father and said humbly, ‘“‘Aw, pop!”’ But after that he could think of nothing to say. “Go git your lunch, sonny,” said the sachem; “I ain’t hungry. But if any damn reporter comes around here and tries to git my picture for the papers, you an’ Carolus have got to do somethin’. And “‘a very good soldier.” ain’t people fools!” THE CALDRON (Continued from Page 5 The same cannot be said for the Chinese. I like John, but the popular American con- ception of him bears no relation to facts, and to grow sentimental over him is laugh- able. We have been taught to regard the Chinaman as a_ steady, hard-working, stoical, patient type, holding standards of honesty which shame the white race. With that picture of him in mind, I went to China and spent some time there, and talked with men of various nationalities and long years of residence and association with all classes of natives, and I came away with a lasting impression of an ignorant, garrulous, greedy, calculating people who look on graft as a component part of their business and social a people whose sympathies never extend beyond the circle of blood kin and close friends. However, that does not kill sympathy for their independence aspirations. Yet when one thinks of those, the difficulties may be gauged by remembering that hun- dreds of millions of the Chinese are en- tirely illiterate and ignorant of everything outside the confines of their own villages. Not one per cent of the huge population is reached by their newspapers. John is so densely ignorant, in fact, that he offers dry fuel for the agitator and street-corner ora- tor. A fiery speaker can lash him to mad- ness if his theme be the foreigner, because the barbarian outlanders have always been objects of contempt and hatred to the Chinese. Ages before they suffered from Western exploitation the foreigner was anathema to them. codes A Powerful Weapon In one field of activity, however, the Chinaman has no peer. He is the world’s champion small merchant, thriving where rivals perish. All through such countries as Java, Siam, the Malay States, the French possessions, he dominates the merchandising and money-lending businesses, and there is hardly a city or town of any consequence in the East to which he has not penetrated in numbers. Many of them have grown enor- mously rich—not simply rich by the stand- ards of their own land. but multimillion- aires in gold dollars. Britain’s task is to hold what she has, both in territory and trade. Her Chinese investments are enormous, and her money and enterprise converted a waste strip in Shanghai into one of the great ports of the world, through which passes 40 per cent of China’s trade. She has superbly developed the island of Hong-Kong by which she could throttle Canton and all the territory it taps. And she still has Wei-hai-wei and a concession in Tientsin and several up the Yang-tse River. As I said before, these give her almost a strangle hold on China, if she saw fit to take her chances against other powers and exert it. But right there is the rub. Inthe old daysshe might not have hesi- tated, but now she dare not risk the com- plications sure to follow lone action aiming at anything more than protection of British lives and property. Japan and France would not stand for it, to name only two. The economic boycott gives promise of becoming the decisive weapon in disputes between nations. It has proved more effec- tive against Great Britain than any threat of arms ever was, and its power largely ex- plains why the Chinese have dared to risk bombardment and invasion. They feel they possess an instrument by which they can nullify an enemy’s military advantages and paralyze his activities. Aside from the international uproar that might arise, it would be a simple undertak- ing for the British to shell the principal Chinese strongholds and consolidate her captures with troops; and from her own viewpoint she has had ample justification But the moment she did so she would seal her own fate in China. There would imme- diately ensue so stiff a boycott on all Brit- ish products that the great trade she has patiently built up during the past eighty years would come to a standstill and the colossal investments represented in port concessions would become a liability and perhaps a total loss. They total a value of hundreds of millions of pounds sterling, ex- clusive of any revenues from trade. Small wonder that she has moved with almost un- exampled patience. He Who Laughs Last There is no enemy so baffling as the boy cott. Any power can enforce respect for its nationals and property from a weaker na- tion at the point of the bayonet, but there is no earthly way of making them buy goods afterward. And in their capacity to buy goods lies the whole value of the Chinese connection. Hence the slow and careful progress of the 1927 negotiations It may be argued that the boycott cuts both ways and its operation would ruin many Chinese merchants. Some it would undoubtedly ruin, but the Chinese are born traders and speedily turn to new sources And regardless of the effect on themselves, they have sufficiently demonstrated their willingness to employ this weapon. Among some of us, there is a tendency to regard the concessions Britain holds in China as just so much grab. That is not fair. Admitting they are a hang-over from the days when freebooting under various guises was an accepted activity of strong peoples, another phase of their existence should not be ignored. Practically all of them were worthless when Great Britain acquired them, and the Chinese themselves, true to their ancient custom of holding off the foreigners, initiated this arrangement Their rulers wanted no contact by their subjects with the barbarians outside of cer tain limits, and long before concessions wer¢ extracted as penalties, the Chinese em perors designated points where they might carry on trade, but nowhere else. Later, of course, port concessions were forced from them, but the unlikeliest waste areas were ceded. It is said that the emperor of that day got a great laugh out of the cession of the bare rock of Hong-Kong to the British Today it is one of the shining achievements of the empire in the East, and a refuge for hundreds of thousands of Chinese who have no ambition beyond peaceful trading President Wilson’s famous principle of self-determination of peoples played hob with Britain’s Eastern possessions, and al though the English had to swallow the dose in the stress of war, it is bitterly resented as ¢ > one respect thelr a mischief-maker In

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Japan counts on all such factors, and when she has developed up to the neces- sary strength to play the réle she visualizes for herself, Britain’s hold on her Eastern empire is bound to feel the rivalry. The Japanese slogan of ‘‘ Asia for the Asiatics”’ will take on meaning. The Empire of India, the stupendous trade of China, priceless ports and islands, the Federated Malay States, Ceylon—all under domination of a sea power operating 12,000 miles from home, all lying within easy range of Japan. What right has a Western power to control the East? Asia for the Asiatics! Here something worth striving for. That Downing Street is fully alive to the possibilities in the Pacific is clearly indi- cated by Foreign Office policy. They dropped the alliance with Japan after it had served the purpose for which it was made, and they are going ahead with the Singapore base, despite the Labor Govern- ment’s shelving of that Admiralty enter- prise while Ramsay MacDonald was Prime Minister. Nevertheless, there are deterrent factors operating. On the one hand is the Labor Party in Great Britain, which could count on a great body of sentiment there to line up with its determination to find peaceful solutions of international rivalries. If the show-down can be delayed long enough, their influence might be decisive. However, governments can commit a nation to war without such opinion getting a chance to exert its pressure, and once engaged they must see it through or perish miserably, traitors to their blood. Moreover, the spec- tacle provided during the war by Laborites and Socialists and other champions of peace clamoring for the enemy’s hide to the last inch is too fresh in memory to justify blind confidence in their peace programs. In Japan strong undercurrents are at work also. Their effect in a military oli- garchy is seldom visible on the surface, but it is the history of such structures that they look strong up to the moment of cracking asunder. It would be a mistake to think of Japan as one unit of thought; they have their sharp differences of view- point and aspiration just as much as the British or ourselves. All right, you ask, suppose they do clash—what about it? What business is it of ours? is Freedom of Action What business of ours was the war of 1914? And every trend of recent years has been toward union of the English-speaking peoples, in fact if not in name. That is all to the good, but it is well to realize some of the responsibilities such partnership might impose upon us. Leaving aside ties of an- cestry, language, tradition, laws and ethics, self-interest recommends coéperation. It may be true that they need us much more than we do them, but a split between the two English-speaking peoples serious enough to land them in opposite camps would sound the knell of what we call Anglo-Saxon civilization. A curious and welcome development of recent months has been the conversion to this view of sundry publicists and public men who have been noted for their rabid anti-British senti- ments in the past. It must be obvious to everybody, how- ever, that any union between the English- speaking peoples approximating an alliance would fling a challenge in the world’s face they could not take lying down. At the same time it must be equally apparent to every nation not blinded by hopes bred of hate and ignorance that the English- speaking peoples, no matter how much they may bicker and scold and quarrel May 7, 1927 among themselves as relatives will do, are bound to stick together in a pinch. It be- comes then a oe mga of how best to em- ploy this inevitable ‘lationship for peace What is going to be own rica’s role? Her r interests and Britain’s are not identical in many often they are divergent and we would certainly decline to become involved in undertakings for the preserva- tion of outlying parts of the empire, aid in quenching what we might regard as legitimate aspirations for independence On their side, the British might be equally reluctant to codperate with some of our moves for the protection of American trade and foreign investments. These considerations seem to me to point to entire freedom of action as the logical policy, just as we have it now. Nobody doubts that the two governments are work- ing in friendly coéperation along broad, general lines. But American responsibili- ties increase daily, and as her investments spread out and her influence expands, for- eign problems will multiply fast and she will have to deal with many of them by her- self. What shape is she in to do it? issues or to Speculation or Investment? Our people have not begun to compre- hend the magnitude of their future. With her resources and geographical position the United States is the logical arbiter of the world. Never in history was given to any people such opportunity to employ its strength for human betterment. However, it cannot play this great rdle with money alone, nor with fine intentions and high ideals and slogans. We know from experi- ence that notes won’t do it. Unless Amer- ica is adequately prepared to insist on peace, there will be no peace. If adequately prepared for her own defense, there conceivable combination of powers that would have the hardihood to force war Deliberately to strip ourselves to a condi- tion of immediate helple« trusting in high purpose to solve humanity’s wrongs is no ssness, and grudges and greeds, is to invite de- struction. The state of the world today makes that sheer madness. If we persist in it we shall be living in a fool’s paradise, with an awakening ahead infinitely bitter than that of 1914. The part we must play, whether want to or not—the part thrust upon us by our geographical position and resources and progress brings up W hz it are we going to do about protec ‘ine of our foreign investments? Hitherto that has never been a question to disturb the American people until recent years investments abroad were no more than loose change compared with the volume of our wealth at home. Today we are steadily branching out into every cor- ner of the world, pouring hundreds of mil- lions into all kinds of enterprises—govern- ment, municipal and industrial. lot of these will go sour, of course. Such losses will be without govern- ment interference, as American opinion has never countenanced collection of debts by force; but what will we do when a country not only defaults in payments but seizes the properties representing American in- vestments and threatens actually to take American lives in the process? Are we going to back our foreign invest- ments because they are now made in bulk, or are we going to regard all investments in a foreign country as a speculation in which the investors have taken the gam- blers’ chance and ought to abide by it? Great Britain has always stood behind her foreign investors and has sent many puni- tive expeditions and fought a variety small wars in consequence. Signs multiply, however, that her policy in this respect has been considerably modified since 1914-19. What will the United States do? A general policy ought to be formulated now, instead of it being left for individual cases to pile up a mass of precedent Another thing: In with Great Britain we are apt to run up against ay 237 more we } a question of poli as a whole, because doubtless borne of cooperating Continucd on Page

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Continued from Page 234 a contingency that may lead us into trouble Every American who really knows the English has respect and comradely liking for their sense of personal honor, justice and fair play, howsoever much some other char- acteristics may scratch him. But the For- eign Office does not always represent the English people, although its policies commit their action. Perhaps this sounds far- fetched, but any student of British history knows the Foreign Office has steadfastly followed certain fixed policies for thespread of empire, no matter what party was in power and sometimes regardless of the sentiment of the bulk of the nation. That sentiment has seldom been able to make itself felt on foreign policy, or else the na- tion has been indifferent to what was going on, because ignorant of the true situation. Now and again a storm of protest has arisen that compelled temporary aban- donment of some imperial enterprise, but these occasions have been rare, and the For- eign Office practice has been to yield with grace, allow the uproar to die down, then drive right ahead for the same objective along another tack, meanwhile preparing the public mind by tactics calculated to present the issue as a moral duty. It has been a difficult system, because the English have an inherited—almost an in- tuitive—tendency to keep hands off the Foreign Office, and will often deliberately shut their eyes to phases of foreign policy whose spirit they would never tolerate for an instant in their domestic affairs. not American Internationalism Within the British Commonwealth of Nations itself divergencies of interests so frequently occur that only the most tactful handling and compromise prevent serious rifts. The dominions recognize that ac- ceptance of treaties made by the mother country as binding upon themselves might involve them in undertakings their people would be unwilling to shoulder, and conse- quently they will only be bound by those to which they have been signatories. Lloyd George tried a few years ago to rally them by a ballyhoo of the Cross against the Crescent after the tragic adventure of the Greeks against the Turks, and they turned him down hard. There are no lustier fight- ers than the Canadians and Australians, but any time they go to war they intend to know what the fight’s about. THE SATURDAY The American people would do we bear facts in mind. Our national sentiment can make questions of international relations, but it would be a grievous blunder to assume that the Foreign Office is similarly responsive The hope is that the new status of the dominions may eventually make it so Our sentimentalists and yearners, tuft hunters and study theorists, keep din- ning into our ears the necessity of thinking internationally. If Americans think as Americans they will be genuine interna- tionalists, because our people are a weld of every European stock and their thought is steadfastly directed toward peace. The minute they yield to European clamor to think internationally, they yield to narrow nationalistic aims anxious to enlist Amer- ican support and tap American resources There a country in Fi does not think in terms of its own needs and these itself felt instantly on our will Is not lrope whic! ambitions. Something Worth the Effort When Great Britain talks of disarma- ment, she means disarmament that wil! leave her naval supremacy beyond chal- the knows no Englishman’s lenge; and astonishment average bounds wl foreigner does not concede a need of the empire as the operation of natural law When France denounces us for refusing to rush in to civilization, means French civilization and has in mind what our money and help would enable her to put over. And as for the brotherhood of man and cutting down armies—we returns polite generalities, because she has no faith in her neighbors. The world cured of war madness? Not Europe or Asia! The generation that bore the brunt is tired and would have no more of it, but the same old characteristics of greed and self-interest dictate European policies—and a younger generation is growing up! 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Continued from Page 27 along the top rope, dropped his face upon them and wept. His shoulders throbbed under the surges of his emotion. Forgotten the crowd, the lights, the anguish of bodily suffering; there remained to him but the black sea of defeat. As I see it, a real fighter. Could money buy the fighting heart of that kid? Never! Shortly afterward two highly touted main-bout workers did a ten-round minuet, shifted now and then into a waltz, once attained the approximate speed of an old- fashioned two-step, and finally sent the cash customers home convinced that the one-step is altogether too fast and hectic an affair for this declining generation. The Old-Line Psychology Since better management of clubs has arrived, ladies are increasingly in attend- ance at big clubs. The smaller clubs have not been able to attract them as yet. much smoke and profanity and uncer- tainty. But that is a matter of manage- ment. Let the small promoters clean up a mite, sweep out the corners, so to speak, and assure every patron of the seat for which he has paid, with full protection against inconvenience and unpleasantness, and watch the prices charged by the big Too | clubs drop. Frankly, boxing is in bad odor not be- cause of boxing itself. Weed out a few of the managers and promoters, give the boys a chance to fight hard and clean and taste the glory that really warms their hearts, and boxing is due for a triumph. For every crooked fight, for every match that is in the bag, there are a thousand that are clean and hard fought. The trouble is that these receive a stick in the columns to every page given the boys with high-salaried press agents. One of our fighters has no less than nine men participating in his earnings! Another is supposedly managed by one whose name appears in the newspapers, but who takes his every order from a group. What we need is more fighters of the old- line psychology, not just the hulking, bat- tering brute who wins on sheer strength. Let the boys develop all the speed and science they can, but with the same un- and win on the level. In other words, give us plain fight—that is what we pay for—and pay the fighter for the sort of fight he gives. Make sport writers cancel space about managers, syndicates scoff at special articles that are prepared by ghost writers and doctored to fit designs on boxing’s future. Build up the small clubs where less- known lads offer their wares. Make fighting itself the game and cast out talk of managers and promoters and satellite press agents. Right soon the bigger clubs will come to taw. There is no sport on earth for which such prices are paid as for boxing. Hockey | will fill an arena, baseball speaks for itself, sasonable overhead football packs them in, and all at r¢ prices. Yet mysterious of appears when a fight comes along-—the overhead of the same arenas! It is less great, in truth, for boxing than for many other sports. Perhaps we could sum up by saying that fighting is not crooked so long as it is fight- ing. The crooked and dangerous angle comes with the appearance of the money- mongers, and so long as people will pay fancy prices for seats, those money-mongers are going to be with us. My personal longing is to see a well- conducted small fight club offering real fight to people who want There are many small clubs the promoters of which feel that they cannot do things on a big basis. They are mistaken. The biggest thing in all the world is honest value, and that goes for everything from fighting to ping-pong. Keep places clean, well ventilated, tected against the advent of cheap gam- blers and rowdies, run bouts off promptly and as scheduled, drop instantly judges and referees who show the bad de- cisions, and charge reasonable prices. Such smaller clubs will pay. They cannot fail to pay. And they will prove, in my judg- ment, the weapon for purity in all fights. Let the boxing commis purses are split on a reasonable basis and break up rings that form for the advance contracting of fighters. Establish a mini- mum and maximum sum that a fighter must receive for each round of fighting and let it be known in advance what that sum Let him be paid for the full number of rounds scheduled regardless of how sud- denly the bout terminates. TI ll pro- tect the as the public. talk very it pro- first sign of one effective sions see to it that is. IS WI fighter as well The High Cost to Fighters To make final answer to the question by which I began this tirade: Boxing itself is on the level. The inherent impulse in the fighter is to win. He gloriesin the plaudits of the multitudes. When victory becomes more important than future contracts and purses, he will revert to type and the game will give its all to the pu In conclusion, I should like various commissions. Some of their rulings absurd. But in the main, they are the right track and, if they can be lifted out of petty politics, will bring about needed and permanent reform. I maintain that fighters today get only about 30 per cent of the money supposedly paid to them and that they would be much better off to fight for 30 per cent of present purses and really fight for the sake of fight- iblie to boost the are on ing When that day comes, as I believe it will, boxing will find its argosy moored at the dock and the public will come to ap- preciate the fineness of an art that is bred in the bone of every he man extant.

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CLASPETS are priced from $2.50 to $500 Sold by Retail Jewelers EVERYWHERE All Bates & Bacon Wrist Watch Bracelets areStamped Claspet BATES & BACON Makers of Jewelry and Fine Gold Filled Chains Attleboro, Mass. 1922 61-65 Union St. rand ae ee rar Ba) Ed Add to or Shorten without disturbing its Perfect Design 5 ever gn with all fre “Ask for « atalog $135 to $2300 \ }to 150 H. F \ KERS MANUFACTURING COMPANY 7 5 4 LA Detroit, Michigan THE SATURDAY EVENING POST WHAT IS NEW IN THE ANTIQUE GAME? (Continued from Page 21) “Over in storage. You wouldn’t want to go to that old place.” “No? Just try me. I'll go any time you say!’’ I had been wanting to see that storage place for some time and here was my chance. “‘When do we go?” ‘‘Tomorrow at ten,” he designated. The next day promptly at ten o’clock I was in his shop. Another small cupboard decorated in browns stood in the window. It seemed curious to me that this dealer should have two such cupboards when not even one had shown up in Pennsylvania dealers’ shops. “That can’t be the wonderful hanging cupboard you spoke of yesterday!” I ex- claimed. ‘‘ Where is the blue one?” “*T sent my boy over to the warehouse after it. He’ll be back in a few minutes. It’s too dirty over there for you.” A few minutes later, his car came to the door with the blue cupboard, wrapped in burlap, stowed in the back. Taken out of its swathing, the cupboard gave evidence of being most unusual, an exceedingly rare one—if Pennsylvanian. But the broken | arch top was not scrolled as I had expected; | it was curiously angular, yet flat at the top. Along the cornice at stated intervals a sprig of flowers appeared as ornament. Here on all three cupboards I noticed it, but hith- | erto in all my Pennsylvania study I had | failed to see such a method of decoration. | in upon my study. The dealer broke “Two-fifty for the “‘One-seventy-five!”’ | three of them.” | of where you got them, | decorator.’ “Well,” said I, ‘‘you’ll not sell them to me, because they are foreign.’’ “Foreign? Why, I tell you I got them in Pennsylvania.” ‘‘They are not Pennsylvanian, regardless ” T countered, stand- ing my ground. “‘I fail to see the customary pigments of the Pennsylvania-German ; “Well, you don’t know anything if you call them foreign. You’re some expert, you are, if you don’t know these are Pennsyl- vania Dutch cupboards.”’ He waxed wrath- ful, and I let the argument drop. Americana From Sweden Peddled into territory where purchasers are unsuspecting, these foreign pieces that have recently been imported are going to be easily palmed off as American. Yesterday I journeyed through Norway, Sweden, Holland and Denmark. Peasant furniture from each of these countries filled an enormous six-story warehouse near the docks. These antiques have just arrived and passed the customs officials. More are Nova Scotia Fishing Schooners expected with the docking of the next few ships from Sweden. This is due to the scouting from farmhouse to of the warehouse we find chairs of every description, particularly those Dutch Queen Anne types so similar to our early Phila- delphia ones. They are already sold to a back-country Pennsylvania dealer. Oh, you who buy in small Pennsylvania shops, heed my warning! Charm in Cabinetwork On the fifth floor I found hundreds of small hanging cupboards decorated and un- decorated—many in the shaded browns that caused my first battle. On the fourth floor I found settees and benches, some in very sophisticated mahogany or walnut, some appealing little painted benches with tiny turned spindles. Also many chairs of wainscot type in pine—so rare to find in America. On the third floor I found large corner cupboards and dressers, also many split-gate tables, and communion tables similar to the Pennsylvania walnut type. On the second floor I found splendid cab- inets and beautifully paneled, fine gateleg tables, and furniture of the more elegant sort. On the first floor the uncrating was in process, and at the back I found some seventy-five trestle tables pinned together with the usual wedges. One of the syndicate had returned with this shipment, and was on deck to sell one or all these foreign pieces to me. Let me say here that I found this time no misrepre- sentation. With such an enormous foreign stock, these dealers are quite ready to ad- mit it is not American and are selling at a perfectly fair price over and above their expenses. Theirs is a legitimate business of importing. My only fear is that those deal- ers from all over the country who buy of them at the low foreign rate will willfully keep quiet, so that purchasers will buy at high American rates under the delusion that they are buying authentic American goods. These foreign pieces have the charm and fine cabinetwork that go hand in hand with antiquity. If I wanted foreign pieces for decorative uses, I would buy them by all means. But my interest is in early Amer- ican craftsmanship, to which my family made some contributions. I am also in- terested in fair representation and fair deal- ing. I wish there were some way to keep the nationality labeled on these pieces for the protection of all buyers. (Continued on Page 245) farmhouse | carried on by five dealers. On the top floor | May 7,1927 Towel for Boys! B for the dry-off. 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packed it in the back of S 4 r ‘ irted without leaving any name or ad- dress whereby he could be locate Beyond Temptation Pieces that are onnived out” are overnight, at small profit if necessary, to keep from being traced. There are precious few dealers who are not suspicious when a piece 1s offered by another de aler for sale at a very low price, but the unusual oppor tur to make money is too tantalizing for some of them to refuse But not Jim: he’s too honest He re fuses to Duy a stolen piece and thereby foster such dishonesty as conniving. Or snowy afternoon, he tells me, a dealer ste; into his shop and asks him if he wants t buy a writing-arm Wi r chair Jim whistles, then asks ‘What's the price?”’ *One-fifty.” 4 frown appears on Jim’s honest face as he demands right away, **What the devil's the matter with it? ‘Nothing. Come Jim follows the dealer to his car, where have a look at it the latter carefully lifts the corner of a lap robe, thereby displaying a perfect comb back writing-arm Windsor. There were all the finest points of a Windsor one rarely incomparable chair —the combined ir boldly - turned vase-shaped legs; knuckled stretch ers; beautifully tapered spindles at the back supporting ape rfect] y bowed comb; a drawer barely vir’'‘e beneath the saddle seat; and two more drawers conveniently located under the writing arn Jim takes In ali these then belief ‘Nothing doing can’t tempt me.” Covering every lap robe again, the dealer slams the his car and drives off. Before I finish I must tell one more tak as a warning to those more or less amateurs who are going into the An ac- quaintance of mine, established in the an- tique business for several years, decided to open a summer shop at one of the fashion- able summer resorts. His new place had been open about a week when two dealers truck. They talked big fine points with a glance, and shakes his head negatively in dis It’s a beauty . but you armchair with the incl door of business. drove up in a

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TOM WALKER DEPT. 42 + PITTSBURGH, PA. if A Clothesline that's’ solid- surface that and hold “Twenty years’ unbroken service." A written guar- antee with every hank. braided to a smooth, firm clothespins grip SILVER LAKE COMPANY NEWTONVILLE, MASS SHORT- sding authorities. Copyrighted id, $1.50. Moneyrefunded on request. t city in U. S. and Canada NO CAPITAL REQUIRED E. PF. WOODS, 40 Broad Street, i in every Boston » Tam a Tork Chock store WINDOW lights and elec- SIGNS and off reguiariy at times 1 am an economy and a comfort on OIL BURNER, I am used and sold good electrical dealers everywhere.”’ Tork C ak Booklet Free TORK COMPANY, 12 East 41 St. New York — ] Stan dard ‘Auction BRIDGE | ; | | FORTUNES Are Being Made In COLD DRINKS © ablish themeclves. in chis e. pleasas sin have $1000.00 or which points the i independence. Ade rRIPLE ““XXX°" COMPANY, Galveston, Texas business; business they were going to do, with the The next day the had seen in the shop. They examined it minutely, marks such as: ‘*Hasn’t got such fine turnings as ours.” **And this drawer doesn’t look original.” “The feet are almost worn off.” ‘The table we just gotis a much finerone.”’ but this is the type that that “Yeah, lady in Brookline asked for.” ‘We can’t sell ours to her bec _ large. this fellow? By this time young man should ask, ‘‘Can table of yours that you are discussing?”’ ” I see “‘Sure, come on out and look at it on the one of the dealers replied. ‘‘We truck,” just got it this morning.” Too Good to be True When the burlaps were pulled away, the table with won- young man saw a gateleg derful turnings. Almost too good to be true The feet were perfect, with no signs of wear. There were several coats of paint plastered thickly on it, not old paint, dry and pow- dery, so near together that the proper drying had not been achieved. Experience has taught us that many a coat of paint hides new work that would otherwise be apparent. So the sticky paint, combined with the too-good-to-be-true gateleg turnings, caused the young man to refuse trading. He felt certain it was a newly faked table. Then the dealers started in discussing the splendid Simon Willard banjo clock on which the young man’s price was $700. The dealers offered him a $600 check, pro- vided that if an expert should find any- thing unoriginal about the clock they could have their money back. The young man THE SATURDAY thousands of dollars’ worth of trading young man in his new venture. dealers came back and asked to look again at a gateleg table they keeping up a steady run of re- ‘ause it’s What do you say we trade with it was inevitable that the this but new sticky paint put on in coats EVENING POST was about to accept the in mind to play on him. Perhaps they would stop payment on the check and still retain possession of the clock. Perhaps, after getting the clock into their hands, they would change some interior part, call in a friendly expert who would pronounce the clock unoriginal in that respect, and then demand their money back. Mean- time the value of this Simon Willard would be impaired, while some other banjo clock in the dealers’ possession might be materi ally increased in value by the substitution of genuine Simon Willard parts. Constructive Suggestions Feeling most suspicious of these after viewing their gateleg table, the young man made them this counter proposition: “T’ll accept your $600 offer on this con- men dition. You go and bring your clock expert here and have him decide before the deal is completed and before the clock leaves my shop. After that neither one of us will be allowed to complain about the deal.” Need I add that no clock expert was brought to assist in the transaction? It is evident that the dealers took this young man to be a novice, because his shop had been open only a week. Now that my yarn is spun, it seems necessary that I add a few constructive suggestions, else you will believe that the antique game is too dangerous for you even to be a purchaser. As a matter of fact, there are many honest antique dealers, and the more we patronize them the more we shall stabilize the trade. My suggestions, if you are gaining an interest in antiques, would be: 1. Gain accurate knowledge tiques as rapidly as possible 2. Start by buying the simple, inexpensive type of furniture as slat-back and Hitch cock chairs, that are not worth faking. concerning an- such Continued on Page 250 HNSON BROTHERS Gray and White Sea Guils Along the Jersey Coast offer when he | thought of several tricks they might have Then if CRUVER MFG co May 7,1927 “You are lovely tonight” How pleasing it is to look well and teel fresh and energetic at the end of a busy day! 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NOTICE PUNOF UF reise ) Oe? steers WUMiaL a err THE SATURDAY EVENING POST What becomes of lost Price inducements, death, and the moving-van i) - ~ of lost customers drift away because account for only 13%. The balance.......? QTM tiene shea | CAH SE € indifference towards them f stor THI RE do customers gO? Where have anv hundred gone that once traded with any merchant? Nine now buy elsewhere, tempted by price inducements. Three have moved to parts un known. Death occasionally claims one. Sut the biggest customer defection— around 87°; —1s made up of folks who have drifted away because of fancied grievances, because friends influenced them to shop elsewhere, and because of store indifference towards them. These figures compiled from statistics avail ] retall applied with fair accuracy to the manufacturer Ww hose able to trade can probably be business 1s nation-wide. Such a loss of trade 1s more than an ordi nary loss. It is really a preventable waste. Kor these people still have good money to spend, only they are now spending it with some one else. } 1] good to get. id cus New customers are tomers are even better to keep. And good printing will help you hold them and cultivate their friendship. Chey won't come in and shake your hand every time they pass. they will gladly take ) rut your printed message from the postman Warren’s St STANDARD every time he calls. Customers, after all, are human beings. Human beings often forget, sometimes are fickle, and occa sionally acquire fancied grievances. / \ well-printed folder thanking them , , , ’ shhl/ied oh, £3 , » seoaed - CAN DE appiled WITD [AlIV ACCHV AC) F0 LD€ MANKT ACTINM l | lad , taal . ; Pr j | ures, ¢ mpiled from Statistics dvailabieon rela raid | | mess 15 nNalion-ul for their patronage is balm to feelings that may have been unknowingly slighted. An interesting folder about vour new mer and and chandis« your new departments will make vour customer more likely to bring his friends to vou than to follow his friends elsewhere. ] } ! \nd a newsy, Informative envelope enclo sure has taken many a mind off a bill or state ment and focused it on buving new and de sirable merchandise. Keep in touch with your customers by keep ing in touch with a good printer. Let him add his skill to your plans to produce direct adver tising that will bring new faces to your door ¢ and keep old customers contented. WARREN'S © PRINTING PAPERS indard Printing Papers are To merchants, manufacturers, printers, and buyers of printing lhe use of direct advertising for every forn of selling has been studied by S. D. Warr Company for many years What we hay found out about the profitabl \ ot b folders, broadsides is discussed and t in a series of books. Some of th now ready for ma other ly he | tr tin t tim d ring ) \ th paper mercna near you Warren’s Standard Printing Papers 1 you on the mailing list for th D is. Sa you prefer, tot rect. S. D.W better paper better printing

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shaving comfort means more than a pleasant shave. It means all-day face comfort after the For years we studied how to keep the feeling as fitas a Williams shave leaves it. That's a scientific, sparkling- made expressly for use after shaving R shave 1s over face how we developed Aqua Velva clear liquid Here's what Aqua Velva does Aqua Velva sells for 50c OUNCE inthe U.S. A big 5- bottles specially designed to fit your Your —- carries Aqua Velva before wr send a postcard bottles bathroom shelf ou'd rather ‘‘try vou bu clip the convenient cou po below a generous trial bottle Fre: Williams Aqua Velva FOR for USE AFTER SHAVING ILI IAMS SHAVING CRI THE SATURDAY of a perfect shave AM EVENING POST Continued from Page 246 you wish more pretentious pieces later you wi have acquired more ability to judge them 3. Pay for an appraisal or guaranty, if a piece is important and valuable. 1. Consider the finding of a valuable piece for very little money a miracle. Too many such finds prove disappointments. It is time enough to look for finds when you have become pert collector. 5. Visit museums as often as possible to increase your knowledge and absorb the atmosphere of genuine pieces an ex- and historical collections It seems to me that the business of an- tique shopping would be a profitable one for men or women of well-rounded knowl- edge in the antique field. If there were such a person to advise in buying, it would be of great assistance to new converts. Newly married couples frequently decide to fur- nish in antiques because they hold their value as a wise investment, but too often such people have not sufficient knowledge to protect themselves. If they do not buy pieces with too high a percentage of restora tion, they are likely to pay more than they would have to pay if advised by the shop- ping expert. Familiarity with the stock of antiques available in the different shops would be required of the expert, who would May 7,1927 thus be able to save much valuable time for the buyer, relieved of tramping around from shop to shop. Making the expert re- sponsible to the buyer for honest opinions would be well worth the percentage charged for shopping advice. Yes, I think the day is coming when there will be a shopping adviser in every large-size city where the antique business flourishes For, in spite of all such tricks as I have mentioned, the antique business is not lar guishing. Well-established dealers, profit ing by their knowledge and experience adopt the slogan, ‘Antiques with a guar anty,’’ to carry on an extensive and highly profitable business. Basically, antiques a a sound investment~—-if genuine. We were told, shortly after the Armistice, of wealthy Germans who, foreseeing the rapid fall i value of German marks, invested all their fortune in guaranteed anti Consider jues. ing the shrewdness of German business men, I believe that rumor. Where everything depends upon authen- ticity, let us strive to recognize the genuine antique. Let us stand our ground in refus- ing to buy the fake at any price and the genuine at ited Thus will we stabilize the business. overinfl: value. either wholly or in part, withor quotations from them for adve never authorized. rtising May Cover Design by THE SATURDAY (More Than Two Million Six IS fully protected by copyright and nothin it special pe | me | Table of Contents | | SHORT STORIES EVENING POST Hundred Thousand Weekly) g that appears in it may be reprinted, rmission. The use of r articles or moti ns and stock-selling 7, 1927 J _ Le ye nde cke I PAGE be sent to replace those undelivered thr With your new address be sure also to s¢ igh failure to send such advance notice is the old one, inclosing Albany— Joseph Hergesheimer 6 Cramambuli— Thomas Beer 12 Portrait of a Lady in Silver—Dana Burnet 16 A Saga of the Sword—And Muhammed is His Prophet!—F. Britten Austin 18 Heads or Tails— Margaret Culkin Banning 22 Other People’s Troubles— Kennett Harris 24 The Pull by the Horns—Octavus Roy Cohen 30 The Short Cut—Hugh MacNair Kahler 32 In Praise of Folly—Stephen Morehouse Avery } Lather— Hugh Wiley 50 ARTICLES The Caldron— George Pattullo 3 | An Ocean of Lemonade— Gilbert Seldes 10 Well! Well! Here Comes Sixty !—Samuel G. Blythe 14 The Exceptional Child— Woods Hutchinson, A.M., M.D 20 What is New in the Antique Game?— Esther S. Fraser 21 | Is the Fight Game on the Level ?— Charles Francis Coe 26 |] A. E. F.— Major General Hunter Liggett, U.S. A., Retired, With Wesle; i Winans Stout 28 1} Close-Ups— Norma Talmadge 34 } The Roving Dollar— David Lawrence 39 «CO Cleaning Up— John Golden and Viola Brothers Shore $2 ] SERIALS | A Bad Young Man (In three parts)— Richard Connell 8 | Lost Ecstasy (Fourth part)— Mary Roberts Rinehart 36 | MISCELLANY Editorials 38 | Short Turns and Encores 10—s Getting On in the World 61 | Cartoon and Comedy 62 Letters From Fraternity 66 The Poets’ Corner 41 | L SS Ta A REQUEST FOR CHANGE OF ADDRESS must reach us at least thirty days | before the date of issue with which it is to take effect. Duplicate copies cannot | | address label from a recent copy. | if possible your | | |

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