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East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05
SLEW DENTIST
THREATENS OTHERS
Patient Gives Reasons Why He Still Has Teeth

When find life unbearably dull rush to the dentists
There is nothing that stirs up satisfactorily as an
hour with good, agile dentist IKE them agne.
From the minute that step into the chair, feel stlm
lated First the gentle buzz of the keen little drill fills
Inc with anticipation for something really worth while
put the dentist on the alert then advance slightly for
moreand get it. retreat again. and the DENTIST catcn-
ing the spirit of the chase pursues me- But eventuay
evade him.
q" am here to look after my own interests" assured
him. to let him know that he has adversary worthy q
his steel.
Nearer and nearer he comes the 1t is the first
tme perhaps for weeks that anything has been intensely
interesting Nearer and nearer If am in fine fette,
perhaps let him drill little longer on the tooth than ne
drilled without stopping on the same tooth OF any
patient he had in his chair Or perhaps dodge out
Iof pure wh when there really is need OF d0dglng
that is if am in playful mood Finally he really gets
down further than he has any business to and start
in earnest to parry his blows always leave II to my own
the hands of dentist give one last slide to lethim know
that have decided shall quit the particular phase OF
the game that are playing. Then he says:
Miss Perry, will you please mix little asphalt?"
Right then know the dentist has surrendered the
chase and have my point.
Then comes the comforting tamping and Jammng with
which the tooth again becomes practical For teeth must
be practical as well as entertaining
When my spirits unusually low, and feel the need
of JOLT there is always some tooth or other can per-
suade some dentist to pull.
might remark however that found it necessary to
kill one dentistone in whom there not bit of sport
ing blood He did not play the game at all He thought
his duty to fix my teeth slew him with his own
knitting needles ana never nad pang OF conscience
about it. And expect to slay others. can't say how
many Much as enjoy them always intend to keep the
upper hand over dentists
There is one dentist in Pendleton that heartily adj
ire as being thorough sport-and he is agile. He inn
msdiaey gets the spirit of the chase and relents
until he hears gurgle resembling kamerad His methods
are new, interesting and delightful He does business
under the name of THE PROPHO' PAINLESS DENT
lists, but his real name is DR.. B. G. Vinson.
You find him ready for any excitement at 55 Main
St
Phone 1000 for appointment. All work guaranteed abb
soutely painless and will stand the gaff for Is years
(Adv.)
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05
Stout E-President Finds
Self Penniless i'm City

DETROIT, Mich, April 5.-Former
President William Howard Taft event
broke" here early Tuesday. He was
enroute to Kalamazoo, and on arrlv-
ing at the depot found that he had left
his purse somewhere. The stout for
mer president walked two miles from
the depot to the city hall. where he
explained his predicament to Mayor
James Couzens. who promptly supplied
Mr.. Taft with $50, and he went on his
way rejoicing.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05
Christian.

The sunday services at the Chris
tian church will be as follows: The
church school opens promptly at 10
a. m. Il. .. Draper. supt. Organized
classes with competent teachers for
all grades Two helpful sermons will
be presented at the preaching serv-
ices. II a. M, the second sermon on
Lessons From the Cross" p. M.
knowledge That Is Worse Than
Nothing" The C. Il. has good meet
ings preceding the evening preaching
service. :.
Mrs. d. S. Kellems of Eugene.
state president of Women's mission
AIRY society. viii lecture at the Chris
tian church Friday evening, April
l1th.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05
BAPTIST Church.

Sunday, April 6. Rev. w. II. Cox
pastor. Phone 11G7. Residence, SIS
Bush street.
Sunday morning Sunday school
Mr.. VIII PenIand. supt. . so. preach
Ing service. Subject, II a. m. our
responsibility for our growth.
Sunday night-B. Y. T.. u. Mr..
Guy Johnson president, p. m. Leao-
er, Miss Edna Keough. Subject,
Praying. Preaching service. subject,
No Other Name, p. m.
Musical director. Mrs. Hartshorn.
These services are for you. They are
all brief bright brstherly. Coco
singing, good preaching. Crowds in
creasing each week. You come ana
bring your neighbor with you. You
VIII find u hearty welcome.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05
Methodist.

Robert Edward Gornall, pastor.
"Super-tasks' and Variety in RE-
demptive Methods" will be the pulpit
themes at the Methodist church to-
morrow
The schedule commences with the
Sunday school at 10 a. m.
II a. m. morning worship with SER
mon and special music. Mrs. Snow
will be the soloist
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05
Card of Thanks.

We wish to express our sincere
thanks to the many kind friends for
their sympathy and kindness shown
during our bereavement and loss of
our beloved mother, Mrs. Rhoda A.
johnson. also to state our apprecia-
tion of the beautiful floral offerings
received. Mrs. ]. H. Young, F. J.
Dorsey, J. X. Dorsey, Selby Johnson
and Leota johnson.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05

HAIR, and will within three weeks
start new hair, fine and downy at
first. but really new hair growing all
over the scalp. A three weeks sup
ply of Mario postpaid and guaranteed,
ply of Haro postpaid and guaranteed,
Chemical Building, Chicago, Ill.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05

Why. one wonders. does not some
noble red man OF the aboriginal AM
erican type enJoin the bolshevists
from calling themselves reds" and
thus bring disgrace upon an honor
a hln cnlnr2
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05
Lambing Season Success
In Central Idaho District

LEWISTON, Idaho. April 5-The
lambing season is now on in the sheep
camps of the central Idaho and east
ern Washington districts and the re-
ports received are most encouraging.
1t is now estimated the increase for
the season should run nearly 100 per
cent The increase last year was from
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05
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u. Webb and johnson streets. Ser
Vices Sunday. II a. m. and p. m.
"wednesday evening service, p. M.
Sunday school, 10 a m. Subject OF
the lesson sermon, "UnrealIty." The
reading room at the church is open
daily, except Sunday, from 1880 until
6 p. m.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05
Nazarcnc.

Regular services of the church Of
the Nazarene win be held at the Moos-
hall Sunday at II a. m. and p. m.
The Rev. Il. v. Buzbee. the late ap-
pointed pastor, is now a resident of
the city and he will preach both
morning and evening There will be
special music and gospel songs. Ey-
eryone is cordially invited. o
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05

We must not wait until they are
too much worn to give those old
clothes to the Red Cross.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05
Notice.

The Beaton Confectionery store at
Stanfield have installed fountain and
ice cream parlor, where pure ice
cream and other favorite drinks may
be had. When in Stanfield stop and
pay us a visit.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05

Is Your Hair Falling Out.
Hairo is scientific preparation
which will positively STOP FAILING
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05

80 to 100 per cent and the average for
a period of years would run from 30
to 100 per cent.
The sheep came through the winter
in fine condition and there is an
abundance of good range on the low
benches for the ewes during the lamb
ing season. Weather conditions are
ideal and sheepmen are generally very
optimistic with the prospects.
The only thing that beats a good
wife is a bad husband
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05

II is better for man TO forgive
an enemy than to take a sound thrash
ing.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05
TOO LATE TO CLASSIFY
WANT ADS.
NEW TODAY

wANTED-2-room furnished apt. Ad-
dress Z. o. Box Z.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05

Waitress at Quelle Cafe.
SLEEPING AND housekeeping rooms.
COS Willow st.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-04-05

MAN WITH EXPERIENCE wants
work on stock ranch. Apply st.
Elmo rooms.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16

all created things issued Joy, fecundi-
ty, the stirring of the sap within the
branches, all proclaimed themselves ex-
ultantly.
On one Of these triumphant mornings
the young girl had descended into the
garden. Although she was awaiting no
one. she had seated herself very near a
low door which faced the road 1t was
not of the eternal variations Of nature
that she was thinking, but of her own
self, Of new and troubling things which
she perceived in the depths Of the I'M
known.
She was just eighteen years old. She
had lived until now peaceable, meas
ured, monotonous existence, in this sub
urb of Paris, among her relatives and
few additional friends; amid her
needlework, her music, her books and
her animal pets. But now she under
stood that that life no longer suf1iced
her. 1t was necessary to freshen her
existence, to let into it another active
element, a little of that warm breath
which played among the trees, charged
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16

with promises, and which FASTENED the
realization of those promises.
She did not venture to forecast lust
what would be that dominating force
whose coming she sensed. Just because
she was emotional and susceptible she
had remained stricter with herself and
more discreet than most girls of her
age. And if she didn't doubt that love
would come some day to visit her, she
didn't seek to give it either precise
form or particularized visage.
She was sitting there in her reveries
when the door opened under the press
ure of sudden push. And, like a
Knight of Springtime, a young man
appeared on the sill, his head bare, his
eyes filled with light and his face shin
ing. She got up. The two looked at
each other with evident pleasure. They
took each others hands, while the same
exclamation escaped from their lips:
"Marthe Marcel! How long it has
been--!'
Seated close to each other, they now
talked like old friends. Marcel had re-
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16

turned from long journey, and was
going to go away soon on another.
Passing by, he had pushed open the
door, remembering the good times they
had had together in the garden in other
years.
"And the big plum tree? Does it
still f1ower?" he asked.
Marthe blushed. That question
stirred in her again her old inclinations
to sadness. The big plum tree was
there, all white, in the centre of the
garden, rising above all the other trees.
Side by side they walked toward it.
Perhaps they felt the same modest shy
ness, the same vague emotion. They
dropped into silence. The rising sun
struck the immaculate mass without
weakening its naughty glitter. One
might have said that under the plum
trees branches the sun lost it's force
and warmth.
"Isn't it sad?" said Marthe, hesitat-
ingly.
He looked at her in surprise. He
found her changed, more expressive.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16

more appealing than when she was a
child. She also ought to have a soul in
flower, soul all white, but ready to let
fall that lily-like investiture.
Already the soft wind, the precursor
of summer, played about their fore
heads, inspiring them with strange and
insidious ideas. The petals of the glo-
rlous tree vaulted heavenward like ex-
plrlng butterflies, soaring before falling
to the ground. 1t was the hour when
Love passes by and in which the first
fugitive oaths are exchanged.
Gently, without answering her. he
had drawn against his heart the trou.
bled maiden who had need to be con-
soled. With repressed fervor he
kissed her narrow temples and her ouiv
ering eyelids.
Martha closed her eyes, She tasted
the sweetness of that innocent caress.
of that chaste and mute surrender.
But, suddenly, she gave cry. The au-
dacious lips had brushed her own.
She fled away behind row of vines.
at the bottom of the garden. The
Knight of Springtime also disappeared
he, too. Would he come back to-mor-
row? Would he ever come back?
Would she marry him - or some one
else?
She didn't know. She didn't seek to
know But a singular force was born
in her. All her childish melancholy, her
fear of the unknown, her unreasonable
self-torment had been dissipated. She
awaited the promises of life.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16

Trepied, an architect. Has the APP
pearancc of an elegant artist, or who
thinks himself one. Silk hat with flat
brim. Hair a little longer than the
medium length. Big nose, with mus
tachios like a cats. Pointed small chin
beard. High collar. Batwing tie, with
white spots. Coat with large buttons.
Fine, old fellow, very fine!
Well executed, solidly designed!
But, the deuce! How do you expect
chimneys to draw with such short
pipes? And then you join Renais-
sance corbcls with red brick. mat
won't do, old man! You know what
| tell you ia for your own good
and in order not to spoil the rest,
which is perfect! PERFECTLY
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16
THE COMIC MASK

THE COMIC MASK
And there-stting in the bottom of d
shell hole-I saw him.
THEATRE
Saw him? Who?
THE COMIC MASK
A bhthe old gentleman, with silk stock
lngs wrong side out. He wore long, smooth
curls, and velvet bonnet on, sideways He
was smiling-a bit satircaly-and staring
straight upward; for just over his head.
perched on a tree, was a crow. "Heigh!"
cried the old gentleman, and his voice
creaked bit in the morning fog,
leigh! Good morning, Monsieur du
Corbeaul
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16

Captain Tourtal is in the army. A
commonplace fellow. Energetic APP
pcarance. In civil dress. One recog-
nizes this at once. Stoveppe of last
years fashion. Too high a collar.
White scarf. Decorations. Too tight
redingote. He gnzes at the picture.
Great! Wonderful, sacrebleul
. But you know, my boy, the leg
gings Of the soldiers are no longer
worn with buttons, but with hooks.
We are in the second half of the
month! The overcoat is buttoned
on the left side, you know! And
then, my boy, soldier does not talk
when on sentry duty and under arms!
But aside from these slight re-
marks, you know, the rest is perfect,
simplyspefectl"
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16

M. Dubois, meteorologist, and
friend of Patouilles uncle. Classic.
Dirty hat with fiat brim. Large fore
head with carbuncles. Long greasy
hair. Small side whiskers. Yellow
teeth. Very badly shaved. Loose COL
lar, white necktie, too carelessly tied.
Long coat with shabby velvet collar.
Black nails. He discusses the picture.
That's evidently not bad, if one
considers painting as something USE
full! T.. But! but, young man.
according to the position of the sun
your weathercock is turned to tho
south. All! Grave error!
very great error! You must
change this error. Apart from
this, the rests seems perfect"
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16
l HE FIRST KISS-By Jean Bertherov
FACH year, when spring returned,

MACH year, when spring returned,
r. Marthe felt herself penetrated by
an indescribable Sadness The
melancholy which autumn brings was
nothing compared to that which she ex-
perienced in April. All that whiteness,
SO new and fragile, that whiteness with
out foliage with which the orchard was
suddenly filled; that pale, ephemeral
glow which seemed made to match the
moonbeams, which was like snow and
doomed to be devoured presently by the
ardors of the sun, wounded her soul
more cruelty than the slow falling of the
leaves.
She had had this impression since she
was very young. But she had kept it
secret for fear people would laugh at
her. About her the whole world re-
joiced at this first awakening of Nature
Everybody awaited it and watched i'm
patiently to salute springs return
First, here and there, in the fields,
the almond trees began to show their
flowers. Then, as if mysterious con-
Caglon nau aHecCed them, the other fruit
trees commenced to whten. Everything
became white; everything clothed itself
in that cold color, glittering but sterile,
which threw Marthe into an inexplicable
detection.
She never felt better than when a lit
tie green ran in and out among the gar
landed orchards-a green still so tender
that it appeared liquid and yellow. The
earth then took on the aspect of an
opened egg-the primordial egg whence
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16
THE COMIC MASK

what no there, withn!" as we saw in
the higher drama.
(Appea''iag bctWecn the curtains.
Fagure-robed IN the same COLOR
comes forth.)
THE FIGURE OF THE THEATRE
All! What you, my twins? Back from
the front? Once more behind the scenes?
THE TRAGIC MASK
On our way there, master
THE COMIC MASK
Demobilizing-a slow business We've
reached the footlights.
THEATRE
Welcome home to my wings! Where are
you from?
THE TRAGIC MASK
From dim place, in the dawn.
THE COMIC MASK
A little wood-what's left of it.
THEATRE
wood?
THE TRAGIC MASK
A little mangled wood-at Chatham
Thierry.
THEATRE
Ah!-Chateau Thierry. And you we're
both-there?
THE TRAGIC MASK
THE COMIC MASK
(Noddng)
THEATRE
Strange-that
THE TRAGIC MASK
It's strange wood
THEATRE
But had heard
THE TRAGIC MASK
SO you have heard-even here?
THEATRE
Even here! Am 1 so far, then, from
reality?
THE TRAGIC MASK
There are those outside who think so.
THE COMIC MASK
And wish so, Master. They want me to
make you a laughing stock-with nv grim
ming.
And do you give me that reputation?
THE COMIC MASK
Ha! mans reputation is made by his
enemies. I your friend, Master; so, OF
course, am misconstrued
THEATRE
small matter So you were both there
you say.
THE TRAGIC MASK
At Chateau Thierry.
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THEATRE
Living? And there were others?

THEATRE
Living? And there were others?
THE COMIC MASK
Eh-others? Tell him, brother; we're
there-others?
THE TRAGIC MASK
1t was dim there. The little wood was
like broken apse--black ruin in the gray
sunrise; and all night long Death had been
modelling there-mastcrpiece to mock life.
Ihey were round us, over us; images
thousands of images-very quiet, and the
dew dripped quietly. Gargoyes, with mouths
that screamed-silence; gargoyles, with
limbs reaching for their torsos; gargoyles
OF Man-sculptured in quietness
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16

Ihlerry, was Of
fetal ranger Of
the wood there,
and "Washing-
ington," by Per-
cy M a c K a y e.
" w ashington, ="
as staged by the
French players,
is one episode,
with a Prologue,
translated from
the longer play
of that name,
recently brought
out in book form
by Alfred A.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16

Knopf. The plays will be preceded by
an induction especially written for the
occasion by Mr.. MacKaye, called
1.-TWO at Chateau Thierry," which is
here printed. There are three char
actcrs, the Tragic Mask, the Comic
Mask and the Figure of the Theatre:
From either side of the proscenium,
in front of the curtains, t1co fgures-
one IN comic mask, the other IN q
tragic-approach each other toUard
the centre, Vhere the curtains are
closed.
Both are clad IN classic robes, but
each ca'vies-throlUn ouer one arna--
modern military uniform
As they greet each other they re-
move their masks, achich they hold
for moment in their hands, then let
then, hang from their shoulders
THE TRAGIC MASK
All, brother Comicus. So you are back
again, too.
THE COMIC MASK
What did you expect-that l would stay
always out there, in this uniform?
THE TRAGIC MASK
There is so much for you to do out there
to keep them content to go on living.
THE COMIC MASK
As an antidote to yourself, you mean.
true enough, brother Tragicus But how
are you going to get on here with your au-
iences, twisting your mouth, like that,
without me to come along and turn up the
corners, like this? Topsy-turvy-th that's
the technique of our art.
THE TRAGIC MASK
And of our life, nowadays
THE COMIC MASK
And we are the Siamese twins of art and
life. Cut US apart-and creation returns to
chaos; keep US together-and our masks
are Man.
THE TRAGIC MASK
(Quietly)
We didn't wear masks like these-out
there.
THE COMIC MASK
Also with quiet
All! Don't talk about it,
THE TRAGIC MASK
How can we ever talk about it?
THE COMIC MASK
One might talk; one could never say any
thng-really.
THE TRAGIC MASK
Yet here something must really be said
If anywhere
THE COMIC MASK
How!
THE TRAGIC MASK
Where is the master? We must tell him
what We saw-out there-together.
THE COMIC MASK
lou mean. that morning in the wood
after the battle.
THE TRAGIC MASK
At Chateau Thierry
THE COMIC MASK
The two We met there.
THE TRAGIC MASK
Those two.
THE COMIC MASK
ID, what a couple for comedy!
THE TRAGIC MASK
and for tragedy.
THE COMIC MASK
les; we must try to tell him about them
~'hose two But where is he-the master?
THE TRAGIC MASK
0enind his curtains, doubtless. His
TASKS are curtains.
Calling aloud
no, Master Of Artsi Sionor do, Toatrot
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16

M. Faidrat, forty-hve years old.
(All these people are bourgeois, but
susceptible to orders one day or the
other. Rather tho other.) Stout. I'm
polished stovepipc out Of style, that is
too wide for him. Thick mustachios,
trimmed with tho scissors. Large,
black necktic. He looks at the picture
"Ah, that's superb. Admira-
Bile! You have nsver done bet
ter! But the gentleman who looks
chic has checkcred trousers with arr
ovcrcoat. That's not done, the
deuce! No, lack Of taste.
Moreover, trousers arc now worn
wider. Yours are too tight. Must
enlarge them. With this excep-
ton, this remainder Is perfect
perfectv'
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16

Victor, gardener of PatouilIe's
father, on his way through Paris.
Little boatsman. Big, jolly and ruddv
face. Completely gray. Black ready
made necktie. Standing before the
picture.
There's nothing like the trench
you have made, Monsieur Jean.
Sure! couldn't make it better
but what dirty fool Of a gardener has
designed your English garden and
trimmed your trees! All this is quite
incorrect from the viewpoint of horsi-
culture. Must change this, Mon
sieur Jean. I'll give you advice.
The.rest ia rudely sketchedv'
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o at Chateau Ihierry"An Induction by Percy MacKaye

WIN HONOR of Washington's Birth
4 day the French Theatre du Vieux
4 Colombier is presenting this
week French-American pro-
cramme: la Coupe Enchantee,' by
la Fontaine, who, born at Chateau
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-02-16
Translated By William L. Mcpherson
Copyright, 1919, By NeaO York Tribune, me-

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