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All the News That’* Fit to Print—Since 1871.
THE AUSTIN STATESMAN
Page 4—Wednesday. November 10, 1926.
• All
1pusa-Rebels
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Stealing From Hotels
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Judith eaught Myra looking at her triumphantly and seized
the first chance to leave the table.
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an attempt to cut the high cost of stealing.
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How Far Back Do
New York
By Day and By Night
BY O. O. M’INTYRE.
A POTATO with perfectly shaped head, body and feet has
been unearthed in Kansas. We have seen prunes with
the same qualifications.
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par o.vour long intentinal car
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was when a flint magnate blading
fafewel to Maurice Maeterlinck en
route to Hollywood to try hie hand
at tiims Mid. "I hope you make
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of the First Cumberland
. Presbyterlan Church, will
preach the sermon.
come back with your face glisten-
in-and your neck and back of
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“VKTE were quite alarmed about mother. She wouldn’t
V V.eat, was terribly constipated, bilious, and seemed to
be fading fast We thought it due entirely to her 86 years
of age.. But a neighbor brought over a bottle of Dr. Caldwell’s |
Syrup Pepsin and it was really remarkable how she picked right
up, and now she can even dance around with her grand- -------
children. Now weare never without Syrup Pepsin in
the house.” (Name and address furnished upon request.)
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New Year’s calls, I am told.”
Erudition In filmland as culled
from ft trade paper: "When Hall
Caine wrote The Garden of Allah’
he had no thought of film royalties
nor did Kipling with his ‘A Doll’s
House.’ •
Ing for the whole week-end."
The deen raised his eyebrows.
"Mrs. Brown is taking the Middle-
burg train, too, but she will stop
at Roxville to visit relatives."
Mrs. Brown was looking at the
brick pavement. She had made no
move toward entering the conver-
sation.
"I shall be glad to have someone
to talk to," said Judith. Mrs. Brown
made no response.
As a man passed behind Judith,
Most of those affairs starting out
to be hey! hey! parties these days
curl up at the first quarter post
The potency of the gin perhaps but
whatever it is the guests appear to
reel home before midnight. They
are faintly conscious of the agon-
izing morning to come and, gosh,
how they dread it.
4000 DANCE AT ONE TIME
At Blackpool, one of the popular H
English beach resorts, there is a 1
dancing hall which this last season I
held as many as 4000 persons danc- i
ingat one time. It has 18,000 square I
feet of floor space. It is not really
crowded when 4000 are Charleston- n
lag, it is said. |
r teil* and Sunday editine
*ms=n
i ftaM def.and Londez
waiter found her a email table near
the balcony and cent a man to take
her order. Judith studled the menu.
When ahe looked up from it two
persons were taking seats at the
neat table. One of them was the
deen’s wife. The other was a young
and personable man, who bent to
remove her wrap with deft, caress-
Ina handa.
(To Be Continued)
1 Like Broadway, he la gay and a
trifle gauay in dreaa. Hla shirts
with collars to match may be pink,
coffee brawn or canary yellow and
hla .lapel usually nlowers with a
rose. Hla boon companion in re-
laxing hours la Billy Seaman, a
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your eare still smutty and grimy t
. Funny when you think about it,
lent it? And. yet that’s stil jott
what XOU do when you try to'
STCP CONSTIPATION with ordi-
nary methodat You only clean out
te ■ ■ Pe
ve
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AGAIN Mussolini has been avenged. The mad 28-year-
old youth who attempted to shoot “11 Duce” a few days
ago, was stabbed and beaten to death by an avenging mob.
An official statement from “Il Duce” issued soon after
the incident, merely says that “the first gesture of justice
has been accomplished.”
A fairly new Italian law makes it a capital crime tp at-
tack the premier. It was the multitude that demanded
this law,.the multitude which looks to Mussolini as its
savior and tells of the shoes on children’s feet and the
schooling given those who once were not taught to read
and write.
It is a bit hard to reconcile this Mussolini who is enshrin-
ed in the heart of the masses with a Mussolini who merely
looked on, grim and tight-lipped, as a slip of a boy was
pounded to pulp by a mob,
Attempts to murder anyone, premiers included, should
be severely punished, of course. But there are courts. It
is hard to conceive of any country countenancing mob Jaw
in these days, no natter how grave the offense.
Chie would imagine Mussolini would-want to question
that bpy, wonder about the mental and emotional processes
in his being, gain more insight into the hearts and minds
of his enemies, before vengeance was dene.
Still, precedents must be established. It is not likely
that any of those teeming thousands who saw the boy
killed will fire at the premier or hurl a gleaming stiletto at
him!
THAT bushy head of hair you see on the first violinest
in the orchestra is there because he plays the violin.
Likewise, that trombone player is bald because he plays
the trombone. ' '
That sort of reasoning sounds absurd, doesn’t it? Well,
check up on it and see. Rabbi Jacob Klein of Cleveland
did and conjured up a reason.
It’s all simple and logical, he says. The violinist is
getting the benefit of the vibrations of his string instru-
ment. All players of similar instruments, including the
piano, get a similar head massage that keeps the hair heal-
thy and prolific.
On the other hand, the trombone player and the rest who
play wind’instruments literally blow their hair off.
Paderewski, Kreisler, Elman ,Heifetz, and many another
famed violinist or pianist, all have shocks of curls. But
have you ever seen a bushy-headed cornetist?
back tidin’, but it‛s one o’ those
things that takes you out o’ th’
heme an’ that’s somethin’," said
Mrs. Artie Small, as shs sidewiped
a telephone pole tday. Hardly any-
buddy would work for what ther
worth. •
his hand for a tip. In her abstrac-
tion she gave him a silver dollar
and the boy gaped.
A cold drizzle began to fall and
Judith moved nearer the baggage
shed for shelter. Beneath its eaves
she ran unceremoniously into a
man and woman standing under a
large cotton umbrella. The um-
brella bobbed back to reveal the
dismayed face of Dean Timothy
Brown.
"I beg your pardon,” said Judith.
looked too.
"Good morning, Judy,” said Kitty
Shea, thrusting his thumbs into the
armholes of a green and white vest
and grinning.
Judith nodded. She could not
mate fairly he is neglecting the
city he 1pves 50 whole heartedly.
* Speaking of gaiety, I have re-
ceived a telegraphic invitation to
an affair which reads: "Come at
eight Dancing, groceries but no
bathtubs.” Sounds like a tame af-
fair for New York.
And on the other hand a swoon-
ing lady was carried from one of
those apartment house buildings
aristocratically known by only a
number the other night. She had
been attending a party and had
wrenched an ankle playing an hila-
rious game known as blind man’s
buff.
PRESENT interest in the planet Mars, due to its ap-
proach to the earth, brings to the surface all sorts of
vagu theories and illusions about the part radio might
play in our attempts to communicate with the Martians.
If those ideas ever ring true, smash goes one of the
finest pet theories about radio. *
That’s the famous Heaviside layer theory, evolved by
the late Prof. Heaviside of England. On it is based our
entire belief as to how radio waves are transmitted and
received and our solution to the question why these radio
signals don’t fly directly into space.
The Heaviside theory presupposes the existence of a
mysterious layer, perhaps magnetic, above our atmos-
phere, about 100 miles up, which deflects the radio waves
hurled from our broadcast and other radio stations and
returns them to the earth, where they may be received.
Whether there’s a leak in this layer, so as to let stray
waves shoot out farther into space, cannot be ascertained.
But even supposing a leak—well, it takes a powerful re-
ceiver to tune in a radio signal from a station 3000 miles
away. ■
Mars is distant some 42,000,000 miles when it’s nearest.
“WE are not rich,” says Queen Marie, speaking of the
Rumanian royal family.
Her husband, Ferdinand, draws a pay check of a mere
$160,000, speaking the American money language’.
There is an account for traveling expenses, and an al-
lowance from the state for the queen and each child. This
amount is not named. ‛ ■ „
When daughter Marie married the king of Serbia she
was given a check for about $80,000.
This may not strike John Smith of Market street as a
moving tale. No tears of pity may course down his fur-
rowed cheeks.
But even so, when one considers the fairy tales about
kingly exchequers, and when one considers incomes of or-
dinary families and dowries of blue-blooded American
daughters, the queen may be right—they’re not so rich.
THE AUSTIN STATESMAN
EvEry AFTERNOON EXCKPI SUNOAY
BT THB AMERICAN punLISRING OO
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"Are you gding to the city?” the
dean continue.
Judith nodded. "For two days.
"I’ve been quite stale lately and
thought a change of scenery might
do me good. There’s a musical com-
edy in Middleburg that I want to
Regulates Bowels of.Old Folks
Dr Caldwell’s Syrup Pepsin is 80 palatable, sets so
well in the stomach, works so easily, so gently, so kindly
with old folks as to accomplish its purpose without
gripe, pain or other distress. For biliousness, sour
stomashe coated tongue, constipation, and the lassitude, „hethe
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"The dean bowed stiffly. "How
do you do. Miss Martin? I think__________ _____________
you, have met my wife.” " Judith looked around and the dean
"Yes," aald Judith, "at the pres-
the dean’s wife started slightly.
lent in other days
Bill Nye’s famous
day I made several
ueetm=-
-mn I
ana saturate you with polsons. .
KLOK-LAX la the real way to
STOP CONSTIPATION. Ever; I
body’s teking it now! It'a safe and !
■ure. No griping—no nausea—not
the alightest interference with you i
work or play. Junt KLOK-LAX 1
with, a swallow of water at 9 to- 1
night t
Tomorrow, with your nyatem com- A
pletely cleansed, you’ll be a arter: I
ent persoh. Headache gone- ,kia a
cleared up — appetite hearty - j
taste and breath ewaet and clean. E
and instend of that dull. dragw ,
sluKgish feeling, you’ll be active 1
•live and brimful of energy
Get KLOK-LAX- You'll be deol
lighted! *■
At any good aruggiat.—Adv.
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THE TUMULT AND SHOUTING
DIES
Pop was smoking and thinking
and I was Jest starting to get reddy
to do my homework, and my elater
Glaaqis came in the living room
with her het on going out, pop say-
Ing. Well for Peet sake arent you
afrata of getting chilblains of the
kn»M?
being so short and Gladats nod. O.
Meaning on nocount of her skort'
this la nthine father, you awt to
see some of the gers.
On the contrary. > dont think I
awt the genrel publick neems to
have rites nowadaye they never
dreamed of a few yeere ago, pop
sed. Hao your mother seen that
dress yst? he sod.
No, but this Issent ixtreme, fa-
ther. Gindais sed.
No. Its psst that. Its the limit
pop sod. For your oake I hope
we're going to have a warm winter,
thate the beet I can wish you, he
sed.
O father, now can you be so old
tashlon! Gladdis eed, and pop Red,
Old tashlon, yeo godis old tashion,
you better get out at the house be-
fore your mother mm you. thate all.
Wich jest then ma came in and
wat did ahe here on but a new
dres with the skert allmost ae high
an Ginadines. baying. How do you
like it Wlllyum?
I like it a cupple of yards lower,
ne cods let me out before the
houne le pintched, if enybody wants
men be around at tha bowling
allay gasping for broth, pop sed.
And he put on his hat and coat
and went out sayiig Yee gods.
eh- s «
710“
preme be-*"*
Dean Brawn’s wife finds s friend
in Judith in ths next chapter, and,
Judith, to keep from bertaying her
gets in trouble herself.
2"sf.
-‘9
a a
AU the bootleggers are issuing
typewritten screeds to customers to
buy early because ft holiday short-
age is apparent. The old wolf cry
with the usual result. And the
usual bad hooch. Still liquor must
see. I want to forget school teach-
NEW YORK, Nov. 10.—Na mayor
has so blended with the spirit of
Broadway as Jimmy Walker and
this picturesque, snappily dressed
young man has fitted snugly into
the White Way decor without seem-
ingiy losing one whit of his dig-
> nity.
Walker is fond of ths theater,
boxing and the night clubs. He is
a ring-.Me Mater, but he has hap-
pily not neglected hie chores at
City hall. He works hard and plays
hard and somehow this' frail young
genius recalls Edna Millay's lines:
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my
It gives lovely light!
So far Mayor Walker haa hela up
under the gruelling grind but an-
xious friends have pleaded with
' him to take more fast. He loves
the crowds and the places where
the chandeliers blaze brightest, be-
cause he is thoroughly and vibrant-
Amvan Wye* to Hylan, New
I York haa never had a real mixer
I at city hall. Walker makes up for
j IL He is adaptable in all gather-
Inn. Suave and genial he wins
> any crowd but those who mlatake
■ his geniality for vacillation soon
find he has a flinty reserve that is
chilling. The iron fist is velvet
WHAT BAI GONE BEvoMK
JUDITH MARTIN, s teneher, ane
EKIC WATERS, e .te4«t. Is Fematston
«nlyeraity, -cape tram s raid is a
badhous wher they have been amine.
udita find, ahelte in a tabla whale
Eric returne u town.
MYKA ALDRICH, la lava with Erie,"
Nints that Judith slnxM out all night
to DR. FE# bonK, aEfnmy Di
Inwr, who admires Judith.
Erie taken Judith on n moonlight nike
wUh EVE GENHKT. lanflMUng laws
gidow, WILL WETHEKEL, a Irai
bioth®r and otheru
Brin -naer, ett and «ut, drunk an-
dor n tree when wettwieir pay. too
much attention to Judith. "JUttr" SMa.
nn unsayory town eharaeter, agpenn hr
the bontire atter the ether Nikeg have
startea down the hill for home. Judun
to toreea to let Mm tab. Mar and iM
uncomaelous Brie back to town la hia
car.
m Whem.shez reach her boarding bonne
Myra .Aldrich *?*m 4oor and laugh.
MotnlaUj at aleht .( ghee.
NOW GO ON WITH T3B stoux
CHAPTER XV
Neither of them spoke but Myra
snapped off the flashlight and ran
past Judith up the stairs.
In her room Judith listened to the
noisy departure at Shea's car and
then gave way to tears.
An unusual aroma in the room
when she awoke next morning puz-
sled her. But when she had jump-
ed out of bed and crossed the room
to the dressing table it waa ex-
plained. Her coat, lying over a
chair, reeked with wood smoke. The
odor brought back the memory of
the nighe's escapade.
She dresseg languidly and tried
to disgutse the pallor and circled
eyes which told the tale of the last
night's experience. But ahe was
conscious of curious glances as she
took her seat at table.
Myra was already there, chat-
tering with Miss McGonigle about
the decoration of their rooms Car-
oline McGonigle favored lavender
curtain and planned te pay for
them by "ditching" her YWCA dues
that month. • ’
"I want a Maxfield Parrish pie-
ture. and a lutlo plaster bust of
Shelley, too," she said. I know
where I can get the Shelley cheap.
He‛s sitting with a lot of kewples
dressed in gold lace on a bargain
table at Jarusek’s art store.”
"Well," Mid Myra, “what I want
la no old poet, but a French doll
with gorgeous, aissipated eyea and
a world weary look. But they're
imports and they cost ten dollars.
I m already overdrawn at the bank."
Sissie Dean burst Into the room.
Whoop-nl” she cried. Miss Sted-
way frowned over her eottaa cup.
"Sonvocation today," said issle.
No Saturday glasses." She sat
down With a jolt agalnat the table
that set-the cups rattling.
■More news, too. Doan Brown's
rot ft line on the mysterious couple
that sneaked out of the Blue Moon
raid the other night. The officers
were sore there was somsohe in the
back room when they entered the
place."
"00," squealed Caroline. “Howd
he find out?’
“The man cam* back to town
alone, walking along the Granville
road a .couple of hours later. There
were patrolmen on the road who
mw Mm, but they couldn't atop him
for they had no charge ngains him.
But the dean claims he knowa who
he waa."
Judith caught Myra looking at
her triumphantly and seised the
first chance to leave the table.
Hot room waa in confusion from
ths hasty dressing of the Mgh b-
fore she began listfebly to
straighten IL A time table lying
among the books and peperson her
desk caught her eye. She picked it
up. Idly ruffling ita pages.
"Saturday epcial for Middleburg
leaves at 10:50 a. m." The black
type seemed to stand out with spe-
cial slenittcance. She whirled
about and made for the eloset.
Dragging her suitcase out ahe be-
gan to throw garments into it. The
small clock on the dresser said 10
o'clock.
Lillian Stedway stopped her in
her -flight down the steps, while
the taxicab waited. "A Mr Witin
haa been calling you. I thought
you had left the house. But I told
him I’d ask you to call."
“If he phones agaiv.” Mid Judith,
"teU him Tve gone to Middleburg
for the week-end.” She ran out
and elammed the door.
"I've only fifteen minutes to make
the westbound train," she cried to
the taxi driver. They Mt off at a
teckless pace toward the statlon.
Judith aat with her watch in her
hand aa they swung Into ths bus-
ness district. "Hurry, please,” she
cried to the driver above the roar
of the engine. "I've got to get out
of town on that Middleburg train."
He looked at her curlously and
stolidly faced hla wheel again.
"Lawd-4-massy, what's youah
rush™" naked the small negro por-
ter aa tha cab wheeled up to the
station platform. "Dat westbound
am a half hour late.”
Judith followed him into the ela-
tion and bought her ticket. She
was panting with the excitement of
the race. When she reached the
track platform the porter set her
bags down beside her and thrust out
our nation’s hotels, and the only reason
on the wall is because they’re so ugly no
Hotel proprietors say that all honest
1 thr paying from a quarter to a dollar more i
2 to make up for theft by the dishonest ones.
662 There’s this consolation, of course—the dishonest
1 * are similarly taxed, unless they "beat" their bills..
g
Covamg
NOV. 10, 1911.
President Taft dedicated a monu-
ment to LAnel i which ia being
erected at the martyr’a birthplace
yesterday.
Mrs. Hannah Johnson wee found
dead on the back porch of her home
thia morning. ,
The newest wonder from the
tmaginative genlui of an inventor is
a hydro-aeroplane.
Chairman Mayfield arid Secretary
McLean of the railroad commissloh
have returned from the San Antonio
fair. Z
Harry L. Haynes has been re-
centy lelected city commlssloner of
Austin.
City Physician Wickline declares
that the health of Austin is good.
Old News
On New Lines
FROM STATESMAN FILES
i*i jr
NOV. 10, 1901.
Teagarden and Shumate’s second
pro-annual holiday sale ntarts to-
morrow. .
Portraits painted in oil. W. p.
Ford. 007 Neches street.
Woodmen of the World will bold*
a joint meeting of the various
camps of the city next Tuesday
night. Head coneul W. A. Fraser
will Be present.
John A. Lomax was toastmaster
of the Phi Delta Theta banquet last
night.
Several hunting parties were
booked for this Bunday.
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window and Judith tried to read a
magazine.
After ft time the dean's wife rosep
"If you will excuse me, Ms Mar-
tin. I think I’ll go into the next car.
I saw one of my neighbors get Into
it at the Pendleton station and I’d
like to talk to' her for a few min-
utes.” •
Judith nodded and rose to let her
pass. It was possibly a half hour
later that ft porter came to Judith.
•'Mis’ Brown sent me after her bag-
gage, Miss," he explained. "Bald
sho guessed she wouldn’t get back
in here to see you again. We’re
gettin' near her destination."
Judith was submerged in her
magazine when the train pulled into
Roxville. She did not look up
until they were speeding away from
the station again.
Middleburg was busy in the bus-
tling. ambitious way that middle
western cities affect. Judith found
its streets noisy and crowded as her
taxi crawled toward the Chamber-
lain hotel.
A shoe dealers’ convention had
monopolized all the rooms at this
hostelry and Judith sought a lodg-
ing at the second best hotel two
blocks farther uptown. She noticed
that the theater she wished t at-
tend that night was less than a
block away.
Jazz music from the hotel cafe
drifted luto her room as she dressed
at seven o’clock. The white-tiled
bath and thick carpets and large
mirror seemed particularly delight-
ful after the meager comforts of
the Stedway household.
There was just time to snatch a
sandwich in the coffee room before
going to the theater. Judith stepped
into the evening glitter of Walnut
street, humming a little tune of con-
tentment.
The magic of the playhouse swal-
lowed her up as she stepped under
Its brilliant archway.
Three hours later, with the melo-
dies of the revue still singing in
her ears, Judith came out again and
turned her steps toward the hotel.
The night had turned off clear and
cold, with the first hint that Octo-
ber’s radiance was slipping away
before the searching winds of No-
vember.
'In the lobby of the hotel Judith
stopped a moment. The gay dance
music still sounded from the cafe.
She powdered her nose and turned
toward the dining room.. The head
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' who loves the lights.
Walker is not a "sport" in the
meaning of that term. His pleas-
ure jaunts are Innocent diversions
‘ and quite respectable. They mere-
ly salate his thirst tor conversa-
tion. laughter and companionship.
His worst enemies could not inti-
speak. The dean’s eyes were on
her and the dean’s wife was looking
at Shea blankly. There was an
awkward moment as the man
hunched his trousers up and walk-
ed carelessly away.
The train whistle down the track
shrieked just then and Judith picked
up her traveling bag. The dean
reached for it but she declined the
service and he walked between the
two women, trying to shelter both
under his umbrella.
"Goodbye, my dear," he said to
his wife. She repeated the fare-
well tonelessly. Judith noticed that
she did not kiss hr husband, nor
did he offer her a salute.
He established them in a seat
'which two shouting freshmen were
just about to pounce upon. The .
freshmen gave him a resentfnl look '
and slouched away.
The dean put a ticket in his wife’s
hand and' cautioned her not to lose
it with the manner of a father in-
structing his small child. His
broad back retreated down the
aisle and the two women looked at
each other.
Judith smiled. "You don’t know
what a relief it is to get away for
a couple of days from the school
teacher’s role," she said impulsive-
ly. The dean’s wife looked at her
with questioning in her eyes.
"Are you going tha visit friends.
Miss Martin?" Her "voice seemed
slightly anxious.
"No," said Judith. "I don’t know
a soul in Middleburg. That’s why
Tm going there for a rest I mean
to get a room at the best hotel and
play grand deme for two days."
The dean’s wife turned her psle
face toward the girl. "What hotel
do you consider the best?"
"Oh, the Chamberlain," Judith
answered lightly.
The conversation flagged. Mrs.
Brown sat moodily looking out the
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