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RECOGNIZING ROMANCE
All of us want romance and adventure. Unfortu-
nately, we usually fail to recognize them when we
get them. In Greet Falla, Montana, lives Rudolph
Lange. Lange is 88, hale and hearty. He served under
Moltke in the Franco-Prussian war of 1870, then name
to America aad served with the U. S. army in Ita la-
dian wars la the west. He marched over both Dake-
tas aad Montana when those states were lonely ex-
pauses of prairie and mountain. He fought Indians,
prospected for gold, made a trip down the Missouri
aad Mississippi by flatboat between enlistments, re-
tamed to the northwest, tried his hand st ranching
Md trapping, and saw a wilderness, under his eyes,
tarn into a greet farming and mining region.
He had a romantic, adventurous career, no doubt.
Yet there are men in your own town, who have never
been many miles away from their birthplace, to
whom life has been far richer and more significant;
- quite ordinary men, in every way, they have had
years of happiness, have fought their own fighta
against circumstance, have reared families, have en-
joyed the respect of their fellows. Have not they, too
bad their romances?
The whole problem is not finding romance, but
recognizing it after you bore it. Even in thin prosaic,
automatic age romance abounds; but we are prone to
think of it solely in terms of South Sea Islands,
treasure hunts, red Indians and Alaskan mlns
strikes. We don't realise that it can be found in a
city tint or a suburban garden.
The very conditions of life make it M adventure.
On the bus next to you sits a young man in working
clothes, bound for a factory whore he earns a mat-
ter of $30 a week by operating an automatic serew
driver, day in and day out; yet you, are wrote it
you think his life commonplace and unexciting. He
is buying a little bungalow in a new suburb. In it
there is a girl in a gingham apron to whom he is
youth incarnate; together the two are adventuring in
life, fronting the world as bravely aa Balboa fronted
the swamps of Panama; and they are very sure that
presently they will mount a last long rise end find
• blue Pacific spread out before them.
If you insist that romance consists solely in
strange scenes, wild adventures and hairbreadth es-
eapes, you win be disappointed, of course. But those
things are not romance. Men have died of boredom la
Papeete, Corter’ troopers, doubtless had to stifle
yawns occasionally.
If you have a heart that to full of nest for life-
if you csn draw delight from little details of every,
day life, such as a spring dawn, a baby’s first steps
a snug fireside oa a winter’s night-thee romance ie
yours. Tea don't have to seek it. Live with an open
heart, keep your courage and remember how to smile
—and you have it.
HIGH CENTERS
How easy it is to remember when public reads
were so deeply rutted and so full of chug-holes that ...
being built high off the ground was one of the first -
qualifications of an automobile! Most buyers of
automobiles twenty years ago were skeptical of the
car that did not bear evidence of being able to pass
over the “high centers’ in country reads, -
For this reason few farmers and ranchmen, regard,
rless of how well-to-do. owned the more expensive
ears, because they were built for speed and beauty,
and were said to “hug the ground.” And the “city
dude” who ventured beyond the end of the pave-
ment in a machine of this type usually found him-
though Amarnio is yet th the center of ap underet-
oped empire, the tourist may travel in any direction
and glide along with little to worry about except
traffic cops. And yet the good roads program ia
the Panhandle to still to its infancy. This year will
see millions of dollars spent for grading and hard-
surfacing.
Those who are old-fashioned enough to depend
upon motor cars for transportation think no more
about “high centers” but of high mileage. And those
who have taken to the air worry about air pockets
and headwinds.
With a network of hard-surfaced roads throughout
the country, “high centers” have become unpleasant
memories of the past.
Seen- About New York
New York, April 17.—If Tin Pan Alley ever goes
In for statistics the figures will show that every
third lee man, ribbon clerk and bootlegger has aspir-.
stions to write n song. The number of versap that
flood the mails of the major song-publishing con-
cerns Is far greater than the total that clutters the
wastebaskets of the magazines and newspapers com-
bined. The reason to not hard to discover. Whereas
it has been widely advertised that poets starve to
garrets, it has boon quite as generally reported that
fortunes are made by song writers.
Far from attempting to discourage the members of
the muse wooers’ union, a recent meeting of the
American Society of Composers showed that some
600 persons are actively engaged in Manhattan st the
task of trying to turn out the words of a song bit.
Of this MU one can only guess how many eat their
lunches at drug store counters. The chances of the
outsider can be rated accordingly.
Every song shop of Tin Fan Alley retains its own
force of experts, trained to the requirements of the
particular establishment. They are presumed to light
upon ideas for titles and “gags” that will esteh the
public fancy. A few make fabulous sums. A regiment
waits wistfully for the chance of becoming one of
the few. The vast run of writers grind out rhyme
after rhyme, being paid a wage that to no better
than that of a petty clerk. Another large group "free
lances” and lives, literally, from hand to mouth.
Tin Fan Alley, by the way. Is a sort of myth with
most strangers to New York and a rather boastful
tradition to New Yorkers. When, for instance, they
speak of Mayor Jimmy Walker it is to call attention
to the fact that he got his start writing the words of
"Will You Love Me In December as You Do In May 7"
The good citizens hold up their heads in pride as they
mention this fact. Beyond the more success that
awaits the fortunate ones, a certain mysterious aura
attaches to them In the average mind.
And yet come of the writers most respected by Tin
Pan Alley are practically unknown to the general
public. Considering the millions of individuals who
learn to whistle the tunes and sing the words, it has
always remained a mystery to me just why they
should remain practically anonymous.
The names of fictioneers, whose output is little
better than third-rate stuff and whose audiences
are comparatively email, somehow manage to become
knows to a fair fraction of the population. Yet I
would eager that nine out of ten people who go
about the streets whistling ths most popular refrain
of the moment couldn't tell you who wrote it if their
necks depended upon an accurate answer.
One of the most recent Broadway dramas re-in-
troduees the old singing waiters of the Bowery. They
ere revealed in this play singing such one-time fa-
vorites as “Only a Bird in n Gilded Cage." "She Was
Poor but She Was Honest” and an expurgated edi-
tion of "Frankie and Johnnie." While the sophisti-
cated audiences of today roar heartifly at these
relies of another era, the tradition of tho singing
waiter goes marching on.
The name of Irving Berlin is seldom mentioned
without earns reference to the fact that be get his
start ss a singing waiter in a honky-tonky just
around the corner from Chinatown, Whereas one of
the outstanding attractions of Harlem cabarets today
is that a majority of them follow this old tradition.
Crowds will travel to the fag end of the city to look
upon waiters who can strut, dunce end sing as well
as bring on ginger ale bottles.
The latest racket of a certain clan of taxi drivers
is to "discover" a bottle of Scotch that "some pas-
senger must have left behind." This interesting "dis-
covery" to invariably mode just ss some bibbling cus-
tomers start beading for a night club. The driver
suddenly suggests thst he doesn't drink and “perhaps
it would come in handy." He agrees to part with his
“fiad" for a certain amount, and almost invariably
makes a sals. If be can do this often enough in an
evening he does a very profitable eight's business.
—GILBERT BWAN.
The Woman’s Day
By ALLENE SUMNER.
It was four years ago that the famous pianist, Josef
Hoffmann, married Betty Short, 31 years younger thae
be, and just the age of Hoffman’s daughter by his first
marriage, Josefa, a sculptress. But the marriage be-
came known only recently. The pianist to said to have
explained that his marriage te a girl her owe age would
hamper the social advances of his own daughter. It only
proves that even genius is the victim to the prejudices
of the herd end cares just as much ss mere srdinary
mortals for the herd’s opinions.
MY PRETTY MAID.
The air lines continue to be a market for pretty girls.
A pretty girl passenger ar “co-pilot" moans her picture
In the paper and the namo of the line which sho is fly-
ing. Miss Gladys Shaw hopped off from New Brunswick,
N. J., the other day, bound for her mother’s home in
Pasadena, Cal. She was well photographed ou route.
One sometimes suspects thst ths advance of aviation
to really due not to much to Lindbergh as to the over-
supply of pretty girls for the movies, and the consequent
demand of an industry that would absorb the surplus.
self suspended in midair on a hillside some place T SHE’S A DRY.
Judge Florence Alloa of the Ohio Supreme Court,
probably the only supreme court woman judge in the
country, is being vigorously boomed by her state for the
senatorial vacancy caused by the death of former Sen-
ator Frank Willis. Miss Allen is a dry, an advocate
of the League of Nations, a Democrat and a pacifist.
She is ell these things, especially the dry and the paci-
fist. net because she is a woman and manifesto the polite
ical traditions expected of women, but because as M in-
dividual she has rationally thought out these issues and
taken her stand. *
The day is past when all women were drys My mere
than all men are. It’s a rational, not a sex matter.
with all four wheels spinning clear of the ground.
Lator followed the embarrassment of humbling him-
self before a farmer, who delighted to bringing out
old Judge and Molly to rescue the high-powered
automobile.
But “high centers” on a commonly: traveled road
today are as posse as vehicles pulled by horses.
Road building programs such as the one now under
way in the Panhandle of Texas, are knocking the
“high centers" out of existence for all time. Al-
THE BOOK OF KNOWLEDGE:
Generally the food of tho fierce Peregrine Falcon is
birds. Its long pointed wingo carry it through the air
with the speedof an airplane. The Peregrine la so fast,
so enduring, so swift to turn and double, to rise and
descend, that man, with hit planes, cannot hope to
match it. It fears no bird, often attacking wild geese
that are Ito superior in size.
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THIS HAS HAPPENED
BALLY FORD, 16, loaves the ar-
phanage, the only home she has
known from the tisse she was fear,
to bo “farmed out” to CLEM CAR-
BON. There she meets a friend In
DAVID NASH, college boy and ath-
lete who to working on tho form dur-
ing tho summer. Carson becomes
angry because David prefora Bally to
his bad-tempered daughter, PEARL.
Whan Carson makes evil remarks
about David's and Bally's friendship.
David bite him a terrific blow.
David and Sally run away aad join
a carnival, David aa cook’s helper aad
Bally aa “Princess Lalla,” crystal
gazer. The midgot. “PITTY BING."
takes a fancy to Bally aad waraa her
to beware of NITA, the Hole dancer,
who to infatuated with David.
Bally trite MRS. BYBEE, wife of
the carnival owner, about her life
la the home and about her mother who
once lived la Stanton, the towa where
the carnival tg showing. Mrs. Bybee
goes Mt to see if she can learn any-
thing about the mother and calls Sal-
ly to her Pullman to tell her she haa
learned the woman wee net her
mother at all but a maid who was
bribed to taka the baby from tho real
mother ia New York and disappear.
Sally sees Mrs. Bybee place a bag of
money la a little safe beneath the
cushioned seat. Whea she warns Sal-
ly to keep her mouth closed about
IL Bally promises. As she leaves the
Pullman, she is startled to see Nita’s
grass skirt vanishing late the wom-
an’s dressing- room. She wooden if
Nita has overheard about her mother.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XXI
It was a sad, listless little “Prin-
ossa Lalls" who cupped tiny brown
hands about a crystal ball and pre-
tended to read “past, present tad fu-
ture” in its mysterious depths as ths
afternoon crowd of the carnival’s last
day in Stanton milled about the at-
tractions in the Palace of Wenden.
There was the crack of an unsuspect-
ed whip in the voice of Gus, the bark-
er, as he beat ever her after his oft-
repeated spiel:
“Snap into it, kid! Those rubes is
lousy with coin end we've got to get
our share. You’re crabbin’ the set
somethin’ fierce ’s afternoon. Step
sa It!"
Sally made a valiant effort to obey,
but her crystal-gazing that afternoon
was not a riotous success. She made
ene or two bed blunders the worst
of which caused a near-panic.
For she was so absorbed in her
own disappointment and in contem-
plating ths effect of her news upon
David, when she should tell him that
she was an illegitimate child of a
woman who had abandoned her, that
her eyes Md intuition, were not so
keen as they had been. , .
Although there had been a sharp-
faced shrew of a wife clinging te his
arm before he vaulted upon the plat-
form for a “reading,” she mechan-
Scally told a meek little middle-aged
man that he was in love with a “zo
PANNE AUSTIN ^^^
hastily removed shoe—an “added at-
traction” which proved vastly enter-
taining to the carnival crowd but
which caused a good many quarters
to find their hasty way back into
handbag and trouser pockets— Sal-
ly felt her failure as keenly that she
loaned backward in an effort to be
cautious.
“For God’s sake, kid, snap out of
it before the next show!" Gus plead-
sd, moping his dripping brow with
a huge purple-bordered white silk
handkerchief. “I’m part owner of this
tent, you know, and you’re hittin’
me where I live. Come on, ‘ats a good
girl! Forget it—whatever's satin' on
you! This ain't a half-bad world-
net a-tall! What if that sheik of
yours is trailin' Nita around? Reck-
on he’s just after her grouch bag—"
“Her—grouch bag?" Sally seised
upon the unfamiliar phrase in order
to put off as long as possible full
realisation of the heart-stopping news
be was giving her so casually.
“That’s right. You’re still a rube,
ain’t you. A grouch bag to a show
business way of sayin’ a performer's
got a wad salted down to blow with
or buy a chicken, farm or, if it's a
hard-on-the-eyes dame like Nita, to
catch a man with. Nita’s got a roll
big enough to choke a boa constric-
tor. I seen Mr countin’ ft one night
when she thought she was safe. She
was, too. I wouldn't warm up to
that Jane if she was the last broad
win, the world. Now, listen, kid, you
have a good, hard cry in the dress
tent before the next show and you’ll
feel like a new woman. That's me
sll ever! Never tell a wren to turn
off the faucet! Nothin’ like a good
cry. I ain’t been married four times
for nothin.’”
Sally waited to hear no more.
She rooked out of the Palace of
Wonders, a frantic, fantastic little
figure in purple satin trousers and
gold-braided green jacket, her red-
sandaled feet spurning the grass-
stubbled turf that divided the skew
tent from tho dress tent. And be-
become when powerful hands seized
her by the shoulders and dragged
her back.
“What t’ell’s going on here?” Gus,
the barker, panted as Sally struggled
furiously, still insane with rage at
the insult Nita had flung at her.
’Bettor keep this sho-devil out of
my sight, Gus, or I’ll cut her heart
out!” Nita panted, adjusting the
grass skirt, which Bally’s furious on-
slaught had torn from the dancer’s
hips, exposing the narrow red satin
tights which ended far above her
thin, unlovely knees.
“I'm surprised at you, Sally,” Gus
said severely, but his small eyes
twinkled at her. "Next time you’re
having a friendly argument with this
grass-skirt artist, for Gawd’s sake
settle it by pulling her hair. The
show's gotta go on and some of
there rubes like her map. Don’t
ask me why. I ain’t good at pus-
zles.”
Sally smiled feebly, the passing
of her rage raving left her feeling
rather sick and foolish. Gua’s arm
was still about her shoulders, in a
paternal sort of fondness, as Nita
switched away, her grass skirts his-
sing angrily.
“Kinda foolish of you, Sally, to
pick a fight with that dame. She
could-a ruint this pretty face of
yours. She’s a bad mama, honey,
and you’d better make yourself
scarce when she's around. And say,
kid—take a tip from old Gus: no
sheik ain't worth fightin' for. I
been fought over myself consider-
able in my time, and believe me.
while two frails was fightin’ for me
I was lookin' about for another
Sally felt shriveled with shame.
“I wasn’t fighting her because of-
of David," she muttered, digging the
toe of one little red sandal into the
dusty grass of the show lot, “Nita
called me a — nasty name. You'd
cause she was almost blinded with
the tears which Gus, the barker,
had sagely recommended, she col-
lided with another figure in the
“alley.”
“Look
have fought, toe!”
“Sure! But not with a dame like
Nita, if I was you! You ain't no
match for her. Now, you trot along
to the dross tent end rest or cry or
say your prayers or anything you
want to-except fight!—till show
time again. And for God's sake.
Dr. MeCoy will gladly answer
personal questions on health and
diet, addressed to him, care of The
News. Enclose stomped, addressed,
largo envelope for reply.
now TO USE THE PINEAPPLE
The pineapple la really a multiple
fruit, as all of the little sections are
really fruits growing out of a central
core. - It geta its name from its re-
semblance to the pins cone, but the
title is misleading, for it grows on
a low, spreading plant. Only one
pineapple grows on each plant, but
the same ptant will bear fruit the
next, year. Sometimes they are al-
lowed to beer for two or three years,
bet after that time the fruit begins
to deteriorate.
The pineapple is one fruit that can
be used with an ordinary meal if the
meal does not contain any starchy
food. And although there is a large
amount of malic aad citric acid in
the pineapple, there is, however, an-
other element which assists in diges-
tion end makes the pineapple really
a medicinal fruit, especially for
dyspeptics.
Meet of the pineapple used in this
country comes in ths form of canned
pineapple from Hawaii. The industry
in that country dates back to 1899,
and today the finest canned pine-
apple comes from this part of the
world. In fact, 1 ery little of the
Hawaiian pineapple is shipped fresh,
95 per cent being ripened on the
plant Md put up immediately after
gathering in modern canneries sn the
plantation or in nearby towns.
Canned pineapple Is usually put np
in a syrup, and although making it
delicious to the taste, it is not ds-
sirable from a dietetic standpoint.
The last few years some of the can-
ning concerns in Hawaii have been
putting out a special brand without
the use of sugar. If this product Is
composed of the ripe fruit it cM be
used by persons oa a diet or by
patients la ths hospital without fear
of harm.
In buying fresh pineapple for im-
mediate consumption, select these
that look yellow around the little'
circles, but this to not conclusive
proof of their ripeness. If you eon-
net get the pineapple ripe, it will
ripen if you will set it aside for a
few days; it is not likely to spoil,
but will soon mellow.
In preparing the ripe pineapple for
the' table, peel off the outer shin,
take out the eyes with one of tbs
patented devices, cut into slices and
core with a patented corer. Another
method, which does not, however,
give ths round even slices of ths
preceding one, to to first remove tbs
outer covering and eyes as above,
then turn the pineapple up oa a plate
and insert n fork in the crown and
with another silver fork push away
the fruit flesh down to the core in
small or large chunks, as may be de-
sired. In either way of preparation,
the pineapple will have a more
delicious flavor and be more refresh-
ing if put into n closed jer and
placed in the refrigerator for a few
hours before serving.
A good way to use pineapple to to
make an entire meal of it, or use it
with a pint of sweet milk for lunch.
Pineapple makes a good fruit to use
while fasting, and is a desirable
change from the orange or other
fruit.
The best way to take a pineapple
fast to to set all you desire three
times daily, drfaking whatever
amount of water you are thirsty for.
This treatment seems especially
good in all threat troubles, such as
colds or tonsillitis, ss the acids ss-
stot in clesnsing the mucous mem-
branes of the throst of ths ap-
cumulated mucus.
Pineapple may alee be used at a
proteid meal when no starches are
used. The acids interfere with the
' sterch digestion, but the leafy sue-
culent greens may be used freely with
this meal.
QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS .
QUESTION: Mary B. asks: “Why de
I wake up at night out of my sleep and
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ANSWER: Excessive smokin
eating See much at the evening
be causing your trouble. R
do not use any starches and 4
this meal.
QUESTION: Young Cook asks: *
not thickened gravy with our meat
stead of just plain ‘boiled, broile
baked meats with only the pan sn
ANSWER: Aside from the unw
some tat employed In the making of 1
need gravy, the white flour or cores
with which it is “thickened” mob
had mixture with meat. Foods made
tel
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iM never be need at a -----
ah, chicken or such pro
QUESTION: A Subscriber writes: “I
feel weak all the time, no strength, no
appetite, and lark pep. I have no pain-
just feel weak.”
ANSWER: ft may be that all you need
is increased physical exercise. Do not de-
pend too much upon food to give you
strength. You cannot stoke the stomach
like a furnace and expect the increased
amount of food to be converted into ene
ergy. Physical exercise will develop
strength through increasing the circuls-
tion of blood and encouraging the assimb
lation of food elements.
little Benny’s
Note Book
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Me and pop was taking a wawk be-
fore suppir and pop sed. By the way,
it seems to me your mother asked as
to get something or other for her
wile we were out, dident she ?
G, thats rite, I sed.
Wat was it? pop sed, and I sed, I
forget.
You havent get anything on me,
pop sed. Meening he forgot too, and
he sed. Well now lets see, sippose
we illustrate the power of mind over
matter, sippose we calmly and in-
telligently recall the name of the de-
sired object by moons of our ever
present but seldom used reasoning
ability, in other words by the pro-
cess of deduction and elimination.
G, like Sherlock Homes? I sod.
Thats one way of ixpressing it, pop
sed. Now for instants III mention the
basic human needs to see if we are
reminded of the article in question,
ferst and foremost, was it someth g
to eat he sed. 5
Gosh, it mite of bin, I sed, and pop
sed. Naturally, it mite of bin eny-
thing, but it wasent, it was someth t
was it something to drink, think of
bottles, glasses, cups, was it some-
thing to wear, clothes, shoes, pins,
buttons, do eny of those remind y"u
of anything?
No, sir, I sed. Do they remind
you? I sed.
On the contrary they leave my
mind a blanker blank than it was be
fore, pop sed. And ferthermore it
duazent afford me the slighte t
sattisfaction to have you keep step-
ping on my foot, how often do you
haff to be told that, how meny times?
he sed, and I sed, G, pop, thats it.
Wats it? pop sod, and I sod. Times,
time, she sed for us to be sure and
bring home the correck time because
all the clocks are either stopped or
wrong and your watch is at the
joolers.
By gollies I know we could do it,
shake, pop sed.
And he shook hands and kepp on
wawking and forgot to find out wat
time it was after alt ’ I
where you’re going, you don't turn your back when Nita's
little charity brat, you—" Inf------
Nita's harsh, metallic voice added
a word which Sally Ford had some-
times seen scrawled in chalk on
tho high board fence that divided
the boys’ playground from the girls’
at the orphanage.
So Nita had listened! She had
been eavesdropping when Mrs. By-
bee had told Sally the shameful
things she had learned from Gram-
ma Bangs about Sally's birth and
abandonment!
“You can't call me that!" Sally
gasped, rage flaming over her,
transforming her suddenly from a
timid, brew-beaten child of charity
into a wild-cat.
Before Nite, the Hula- dancer,
could lift a hand to defend herself,
a small purple-and-green clad fury
flung itself upon her breast; gilded
__________I fingers
flashed out, were about to rip down
those painted, sallow cheeks like
heauti-ful girl wis golden hair" and
that be would “marry wis her.”
—After the poor husband had been neile on brown-painted
snatched from the platform by his I
furiously jealous wife and given a --- ._______------ _____- ___
most undignified paddling with her the elews of tho wildcat she had
(271) FALCONS CRUELTY
A climber in the sum--
mer of 1920 found in a
Peregrine’s nest - the
rings that once encircled
the legs of twenty-two
homing pigeons.
A fisherman followed
a Falcon to hi nest in
1923 and found the
bones and feet of hun-
Mad, e.Egone and
around!"
Sally did not see the Hulu dancer
again that afternoon, for Nita be-
longed to the “girlie sheer," which
had a tent all ita own. To en-
courage her in her confidence as n
erystal-gazer, or rather to bolster up
the faith of the skeptical audience.
Which had somehow become wiae to
the fact that “Princess Lalla" had
“pulled some bones,” Gus, the bark-
er, arranged for four or five “schil-
lers”—employes of the carnival, both
men and women, dressed to look like
members of the audience—to have
their fortunes told.
Sally, tipped off by a code signal
of Gus’s, let her imagination run
riot as she read the magic crystal
for the “schillers,” and to every-
thing she told them they nodded
their heads or slapped their thighs
in high appreciation, loudly pro-
claiming that "Princess Lalia" was
s wow, a witch, the grandest little
fortune-teller in the world., Busi-
SKETCHES BY BESSBY
SYNOPSIS BY BFAUCHSN
ness picked up amazingly; quarters
were thrust upon Gus with such
speed that he had to form a line of
applicants for "past, present and
future” upon Sally's platform.
She did not see David at supper,
which she ate In the cook tent after
having carried “Pitty Sing," the
midget, to the privilege car. Buck,
the negro chef of the privilege car,
grinned at her, but David was no-
where to be soon. Was he “trailin’
Nita," as Gus, the barker, bad called
It? Jealousy laid a hand of pein
ebout her heart, such a new sort of
pein thst she wanted, childishly, to
stop and examine It. It claimed in-
stant fellowship in her heart with
that other so-new emotion—love. She
eranted all afternoon, until Gus hsd
stopped her heart for a boat or two
With his casual reference to David
Md Nita, to fly to David for com-
fort, to pour out her news to him.
She hsd heard, in anticipation, his
tender "Dear little Belly! Don’t
mind too much. We have each
other.” So far had her imagination
run away with her!
„ It was the last evening of the
carnival In Stanton, and money rolled
into the pockets of the concession-
airies and the showmen.
“Lest chance to see the tallest man
on earth and the littlest woman!
Last chance, folks!”
It wss already a little old to Sally
—the spieler’s ballyhoo. She could
have repeated it herself. Giamor
CONTINUED ON PAGE 14.)
his date in.
DAME RICAN
HISTORY
LETTER
GOLF .
You don't have to paddle far to go
from RIVER to LAKES—par to only
four, but it’s a tricky, treacherous
trip and you may find it difficult to
achieve the par solution on back
page. ■ ■ ■ 4
R
V
E
R
THE RULES
1—The idea of letter golf ia to
change one word to another and de
it in par, a given number of strokes.
Thus to change COW to HEN, in
three strokes, COW. HOW. HEW,
MIEN.
S—You can change only one latter
at a time. *
3—You must have a complete word,
of common usage, for each jump.
Slang words aad abbreviations don’t
count. 2
4-+The order of letters cannot be
changed.
One solution is printed on back
page. '
The Prairie Falcon is a bird of tho plains and belongs
to North America. It is seldom soon east of tho Missis-
sippi river. • The Pigeon Hawk, sometimes called tho
American Merlin, is a small slaty blue falcon which
breeds chiefly in Canada and winters in the United
States. A Merlin preparing a meal for its young is
pictured above. (To Be Continued)
,__Monde etopepe. Coy 1928, The Cite seeny, 44-18
APRIL it
1676— Sudbury, Mass., attacked by
Indians. E
1754— Fort Duquense’ (later Pitts-
burgh. Pa.) founded.
1775- Paul Revere made his famous
ride to Lexington.
1861—Robert E. Lee declined to take
charge of Union armlee.
1906—$400,000,000 damage done to
San Francisco by earthquake
and fire. ■ / a i
1912—Titanie survivors brought to
New York by Carpathian
THE CHEERFUL CHERUB
I used to do some,
navohty things
I’ve felt Fates
punishment of luted
I think were nearly
even now—-
I’ll call it quits if
you will,Fite.
F°CAnn
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