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Arizona republican., 1919-05-25
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The mid biennial council of the gen. cral federation of women's clubs will De held in Asheville, N. C., May 27-30. Each department of the federation is requesting all its members to attend the gathering. The general federation magazines, mas set forth the different phases of work to be done up at this time The department chairmen out lining the program. Of especial in- tcrest is the article prepared by Mrs Thomas N, Lingle, chairman of indus trial and school conditions. It follows:
 Industrial and Social Conditions
 This brief outline has been prepared in answer to requests for reference guide for reading and studying. It IS intended for individuals and groups in tended for individuals and groups of men and women interested in social problems, and may be expanded and used as a club program for a six months period The references are to Sthe latest contributions on the several topics. Many standard works on so- cial and industrial problems are not isted but will throw much light on the principles involved. On the other hand news items from the daily press and current periodicals will furnish strik- HIS AiuHNI dAibllS VI tue ltuuenCleS m - dicated here.
 Outline for Study
 The social and economic status of Nomen in the reconstruction program:
 Introduction - Pre-war status of women.
 1. War necessity makes patriotic de- Bands on woman power, and opens new fields of action.
 2. Women respond with enthusiasm, and are recognized s a factor in the economic problem.
 9, Causes of inefficiency to be found in unscientific education and in over individualsm
 4. Emergency measures for the pro lection of women in war time.
 5. Permanent effects of these changes and means for securing the best re- suits in the peace program
 A Program for a Time of Peace
 What will be the permanent effects of these changes on the women of America in the social and economic re construction following the war period How can women he more efficient as wage earners, a.s citizens as specialists IS cOnservers of public health. as home makers a mother? As regards women now can the evil effects of the var be overcome and the benefits that
Arizona republican., 1919-05-25

her might into the fray against Ger many. He stands at the window while his son describes the uniforms and the flag of the soldiers marching up the street. The song IS tense, gripping and dramatic. the veterans outburst of joy is touching when the soldiers turn out to be really those of the United States. Everyone knows When the Boys Come Home,' but few people have heard it sung as Graveure sings it.
 The French Symphony Orchestra, the oldest symphony organization in the world. brough into being over 100 years ago, plays Cnarpentier's I'm
 pressions of Italy" for Columbia this month. The wo sides of this record contain ''Mules," a musical impression of the event and scenery while riding down an Italian mountainside on mule back. and serenade full of the beauty of Itlay and the fervor of her sons.
Arizona republican., 1919-05-25

the child welfare dance given by the club last week will be made at this meeting, the committee in charge hav- ing given an informal report which demonstrated the success of the occa- sion.
 The Osborn Parent Teacher associa- ton has planned a delightful old time school picnic for Thursday when all residents of the district are asked to join the merry party on the school grounds. The picnic hour has been set for 4 o'clock when program and sports will hold sway until supper is served. Each guest is asked to bring luncheon. There will be no regular meetings of the association until next September when the regular session will be resumed.
 The College club held its final meet ing for the season, recently, at which time all leftover business was dis posed of, the program for the coming year discussed and the books on the drama, auctioned to the members.
 The club will devote its time next year to a study of Russia and things Russian.
 The officers for 1919-1920 are:
 Miss Mary Isabelle Irwin. president
 Mrs. Francis Redewill. first vice president.
 Miss Glendale Griffiths, second vice president
 Mrs Robert W. Craig. secretary.
 Mrs W. W. Matthies, treasurer.
 Mrs. Lee Fitzhugh, auditor.
 Under the able leadership of Miss Twin, the club looks forward to a most interesting and helpful year.
 A little girl of thirteen sang in church in Meriden, Conn.,, where sine was born She sang very well. So well that she kept on singing until famous music teacher heard her and agreed to train her voice. So well that at her debut in the Metropolitan Opera House, New York, the audience acclaimed this na- tive American singer-at the age of twenty two-one of the worlds great dramatic sopranos. That is the story of Rosa Ponselle. This month she has sung for Columbia Recards the great war song, Keep the Home Fires Burn ing"
 Two other great war songs recorded for Columbia this month are The Americans Come" and When the Boys Come Home,' both sung by Louis Gra- veure, the great baritone The first of these. a recent composition. tells of blinded French veteran who cannot believe that America has really thrown
Arizona republican., 1919-05-25

early to talk of the white shoes but they making themselves noticeable the shops To that the oxford the thing here there of The walking shoes below brown leather white suede with corrugated rubber
 They proper thing spring walks country The white the right the They white silk novelty hose which silk leaves embroidered while accepted thing They exque made colonial white deren.
 from the long the They short and de cdedy handle Those below have china handles of blue yellow design They either shades
Arizona republican., 1919-05-25

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Arizona republican., 1919-05-25
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Arizona republican., 1919-05-25

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 Telephone 41t2
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08

Where's that office boy? Terrence,
will you put cylinder on this ma
chine? I've got to dictate letter be-
fore | 60 All right"
He sat down and his big voice
doomed into the receiver Put that
where 1t will be attended to first thing
in the morning, and lock up after me-"
He grabbed his hat and coat and was
gone.
Jimmie sank dejectedly into the
chair he had vacated and stared alb
sently at the cylinder on the machine
Suddenly his relaxed form stiffened as
il galvanized He had a big idea.
Carefully he adjusted a perfectly new
and smooth cylinder to the machine
and took up the debating tube. Had
Jimmie stood face TO face with Beth
the chances are he would have appear
ed at his very worst. But, freed from
any restraint, he spoke from his heart.
Two hours later the boss let him
self into the office. On his way to
take the train he had been ovcrtaken
by a telegram informing him that the
big deal had gone through, and that
his presence in Chicago was not re-
quired There were some papers,
however, which should be mailed with
out delay. so after good dinner he
was back in his private office rum
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08
With the Benefit of Style

to the health. They throw the weight
of the entire body onto the ball of the
foot and the pressure reacts upon the
nerves in such a way as TO hurt the
eyes. In time"
Goodness, John" laughed Miriam.
Where did you get all those ideas
You've been reading something"
Yes. have. And l agree absolute
ly with what I have read. Women's
clothes are all wrong, and l am go
ing to insist that you, at least. dress
sensibly in the fture. l want my wife
TO look like woman-not a public
exhibition" And laying aside his pa
per he glared defiance across the Ia
Bile.
John Foster, An exhibition in
deed. When, may 1 ask, have l been
that?"
We'll. didn't mean that you had,
purposely at any rate" John conceded.
You have only dressed as all the 9TH
ers do, and we have all become so ac-
customed TO seeing these things that
we think nothing of it. / mean simply,
that IL you want to please me that you
will dress as modestly as possible in
the future. But l shall insist upon no
more high heels or low necks. The
other things you may use your discre
ton about. l believe you said some
thing about getting some new things
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08

mother had not first claim upon him,
even il he had been in position 10 Of
fer Beth everything, what reason had
he to hope that she would look at him
even then? She was popular in the
office, and his own chance seemed
small.
AS the girl looked up and met his
gaze with her sweet and patient smile
a great resolution took shape In Jim
mics brain. He would wait for Beth
that very night, he would tell her of
his love. Even If his case was hope
less it would not harm Beth to know
that he cared for her
Slowly that afternoon wore away.
AS the hands of the clock crept to-
ward 8 sort of panic seized Jimmie.
He set his teeth together as he put
away his books. 81 will do it," he
told himself. though the cold drops
of perpiration stood upon his brow.
Just then Mr.. Morton rushed through
to his private office. A minute later
he opened the door and called: TOR
renee, come here!" AS Jimmy obeyed
the summons he saw Beth start for
the dressing-room and his heart sank
The boss was showing some papers
into his hands. Get those statements
out early tomorrow and mail them TO
me at Chicago. Here's the address.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08
When the Weight Rolled Off

The worst of it was, Peter could not
quite convince himself that perhaps
he wouldn't be welcome IL he came
back. He was so good looking, so win
ming. but such a ne'er-do-well but
somehow woman could never see
that.
Peter sat staring hxedly ahead of
him, unmindful Of the induiring gaze
of Molly. the old mare. at whose reiDs
he had jerked abruptly when he saw
the letter, and who was waiting vain
ly for the signal to go on. But Peter
was not ready to go on.
The greatest temptation Of his life
had him in its grip. and he was fight
ing it desperately How easy II would
he to destroy that letter and not de
liver II. Nora would never know, and
II Ned waited for an answer and even
wrote again. by the time q second let.
ter arrived from Arizona she would be
his wife and II would be too late for
him to take her away.
Peter fought with himself grimly.
and II was an hour later before Molly,
the mare, again went down the road.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08

over the deep green of the orange
groves and the checkerboard map OF
Pasadena. letting them come to rest
on the tall downtown buildings of Los
Angeles
"lf this goes through all right he
unused. Il won't be in Los Angeles
again for two months, but If | make a
slip-up. I'll have a room in the coun-
tvs Temple street hotel tonight"
The party of girls passed his hiding
place and climbed. laughing and yell
ing toward the Mount Wilson summit.
suddenly the watcher stiffened and
raised his glasses as a party of four
came into view around the point One
look caused his Incidence TO vanish.
They're coming" he remarked 10 his
horse, and swung into the saddle
Quieting his nervous mount, he
watched the approaching party with
queer, strained expression upon his
face. His gaze passed over the man
in the lead and also slighted the ma
tronly young woman who followed
him. He glared for a moment at the
angular, middle-aged woman who was
next in the fle, then fastening gioat-
ing. triumphant eyes upon the 1.-the,
dancing figure in the rear.
Leading the extra horse he rode
down TO within few feet of the trail
and waited. AS the party came
abreast of him he gave single pierre
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08

return and claim her, and he wished
with all his heart for the day when
he himself could claim her.
Musing on these things, he drew
nearer her house and began to search
through his bag for the mail for her.
He smiled tenderly as he noted the sew
eral letters addressed TO her. They
would be "joy-letters," as she called
them. or notes wishing her happiness,
and she would read them to him when
he came that evening.
Suddenly the smile died and his
face turned ashy gray under his sun
burn as he came upon a letter ad
dressed in a dashing hand TO Miss
Nora s. II. F. d. No. T. East Ham
stead Maine" and bearing in the up
per left-hand corner the words. From
Edward Galloway. Phoenix, Arizona ="
Those fve words made all the differ
ence between darkness and daylight to
Peter Bent.
So he was going TO put in an appear
snce, was he? After a silence Of over a
year. he was going TO turn up and OK
pected to find her waiting for him.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08

maging through his battered old desk
in a very pleasant frame of mind.
Il don't think I'll send that letter TO
McNeill now" he ruminated. Let's
see, what did l say to him."
He went out to Miss Andrews desk
and picked up cylinder. This must
be the one. He brought it into his Of
fee, put it on the machine and lis
tened TO the following:
Dear Miss Andrews-Dear Little
Girl: | have tried today 10 find an
opportunity Of speaking TO you: l
have waited and hoped all day, only
10 be disappointed tonight. So when
you hear this in the morning | hope
you will understand and not be less
kind because | have taken this way
of addressing you.
81 love you, Beth. / have loved you
since the day when you first came into
this room. At first | thought that in
few months or year at most /
would be in position to ask for your
love. / do not know whether you have
noticed that others have been promot-
cd over me and that I have only held
my own. Sometimes ! fear ] am
failure. God knows I have tried hard
to make good. but you see what sue
cess I have had Perhaps II had
gone away and tried my luck in other
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08
By Elsie Enaieoll

fort, strainiNg her eyes 10 pick up
ahead the shcltering side street.
There il isl" yelled her captor,
Just beyond that big pepper"
They turned into the narrow lane
like street. dashed 10 the next corner
and swung to the right, coming TO a
halt in the protection of an orange
grove. silently they peercd down be-
tween two rows. Would their ruse
succeed"
popping roar grew TO climax OF
explosive exhaust as long, dark
shape flashed across the lane between
the tree rows. The prisoner smiled
weakly al her captor, who grinned in
reply as he mopped his pcrspiring face
with clean white handkerchief.
THAT wasa close call" he groaned.
But we're safe. They'll never get you
now"
Don't be too sure" defed tho girl.
You're altogether too confident vii
lain"
The other laughed good naturedly
Sec that" He pointed TO a church
steeple several blocks down the street,
We'll. let's go"
They rode on stopping at a little
bungalow beside the church. Here's
where things happen" chuckled the
man. Here's where | say goodbye 10
the little girl captured on the Mount
Wilson trail. Come on. Let's be
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08

can afford TO marry on that. especial
ly II he wins for a wife such an es-
Unable and sensible young woman as
yourself, Very truly yours
&c b. MORTON"
Beth could not understand 1t all. She
pulled the headpicce from her head
and looked wildly about, The office
boy stood at her elbow.
"Mr. Morton wants TO see you, miss"
he said
Beth made her way TO the private Of
fee, where the boss sat talking with
Jimmie, Mr. Morton's eyes twlnkled
as he rose.
II believe Mr.. Terrence wishes TO
see you-ah-in regard to-some cor
respondence. Mr. Terrence, you un-
derstand. ia 10 be the new manager OF
this office" He walked out and clos
cd the door.
Jimmie Torrence!" gasped Beth.
What does 1t all mcan?"
1T means" stammered Jimmie,
very red and uncomfortable ble-"why. IL
means Beth could you ever learn TO
care for me-"
Care for you," she cried "Oh.
Jimmie Torrencc, | have loved you al
ways, always"
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08
By Annette Angert

lowed by few minutes of deep study.
When he came out OF that he laughed
again and excitedly slapped his knee.
I'm do it," he chuckled.
Beth Andrews came in next morn
ing and took her place with her usual
CHEEKY smile. After she adjusted the
headpiece over her pretty head she
listened intently as a new voice came
TO her. Then her eyes grew misty and
her cheeks burned red. As the last
word died away she turned her eyes 10
Jimmie's desk, but he was just disap-
pearing into the private office. The
whir of blank spaces ran on for
minute and she heard The familiar
boom OF Mr.. Morton's voice.
MY Dear Miss Andrews: Permit
me to add a few words to the foregoing
letter From what know Of James
Terrence, | do not hesitate TO say that
he Is worthy OF the love of any good
woman and ! believe that he would
make an ideal husband. Since the
foregoing letter was dictated his pros
poets have greatly improved. I have
planned TO have Mr.. Burns take
charge of our new branch in Chicago;
his place here to be filled by Mr.. Tor
renee.
"Mr. Terrence will receive salary
of 1880 per year and | am sure he
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08

ing yelp and spurred into the trail.
the four hikers with panicky screams
lodged from under the horses feet
Either by accident or by we'll
planned design. the begrimed intruder
SO maneuvered his onslaught that the
girl was separated from her friends,
The couple in the lead ran up the trail
a short distance and turned TO watch
the proceedings. The girl cut off from
the others. merely stopped. or the
four she appeared the least startled by
the sudden attack, But the angular,
middle-aged woman. who at short
range developed the shrewish features
of the habitusl trouble-maker. seemed
to be the first object of the demon
stration.
The man reined in his animal just
short of driving her off the grade.
You're Mrs. Morgan" he roared
You're the rich Mrs. Morgan"
I'm mott" retorted the woman in
shrill, angry voice as she backed
away How dare you?"
mo fooling l know you. You're
Mrs. Morgan-the rich Mrs. Morgan"
The lady with the trouble breeding
face was becoming frightened. why,
I'm Mrs. Georgia Weeks. These are
my daughter and her husband, and my
little girl. Kindly cease annoying us"
The horses, prancing apparently in
an aimless manner, were pressing the
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08

fields I might have done better, but
my poor mother has been an invalid
for years and depended upon me. so 7
have not dared to take the chances
that other men may take.
Dear girl never meant to tell you
all this. You always seemed so bright
and happy that felt | had no right
TO trouble you with my unavailing
love. But lately I have seen in your
eyes a shadow of trouble or worry and
then l knew that | must speak. II
there is any comfort TO you in know
ing that there is one who loves you
and who would give his life to shield
you from any trouble, that comfort is
yours.
MY love is all that can offer you
now, dear. But il you care for me
little, II you can give me any hope, 1t
would be happiness unspeakable for
me to know that we are waiting and
working together and that | might
share your troubles and anxieties. VIII
you meet me tomorrow. Beth? I shall
look for you at the door. Sincerely
yours. JAMES TORRENCE.
When he had heard the record
through Mr. Morton leaned back in his
chair and laughed, II was a very
kindly laugh, however, and was fol
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08

staring at his wife with an expression
OF amazement very funny TO behold.
We'll, how do you like my suit?'
she asked brightly. ITS just what
you wanted"
Slowly Johns eyes took in every de-
tail of the costume. from the high
necked linen shirtwaist to the clum-
sy. broadtoed low -heeled shoes which
showed beneath the long. ungraceful
skirt.
ut is very neat" he murmured po-
litely. very neat indeed. Err shall
we eat here, or go out somewhere"
Here. of course" said Miriam de-
cidedly, and led the way TO their usual
table.
With her coat off she looked worse
than with 1t on. High collars did not
suit Miriam's short. plump neck. and
she looked choky and uncomforta BILE.
John felt somehow as II a trick were
being played on him-the way he was
sure a fellow feels who has just pur-
chased a gold brick. But the dinner
was unusually good and Miriam as en-
tcrtaining as ever, albeit not so good
to look at. and all was progressing
nicely when the arrival of a party Of
six at a nearby table attracted their
attention.
why. it's the giris!" exclaimed Mir
lam in pleased surprise and in mo-
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08

only this time it was not at a lazy
walk, but at an awkward Canter, sur
prised by the unusual sensation Of
having the whip hicked over her.
Nora was standing by the gate, gaz-
ing anxiously up the road. when they
came around the corner.
why. Peter. dear. ] began TO think
you must have been overcome by the
sun-you're over an hour late. And
me here waiting for you this long
time" Then. as he drew nearer and
she caught sight of his white, drawn
face. she cried, Peter you are sick
Tell me what's the trouble"
Dumbly Peter held out the letters
for her. the one from Arizona on top.
Here's your mail he said, simply,
Nora. amazed At his manner and ap-
pearance. took Il mechanically and
then looked startled as she saw that
the letter was from her former suitor.
"Ob. Pete" she cried pitifully. not
offering to open il. "a letter from Ned
II don't want to read II. Oh. why
need he write now. when I am so hap
py. Why couldn't it have been some
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08

she made as II TO slacken her pace,
but the man shouted a gruff warning
and waved her on.
The girl uttered an exclamation of
disgust. ~ didn't think even kid
naper could be quite so dirty" she
shifted. refining her horse TO the far
ther side OF the road. Mother is apt
TO have you hung for this"
Have 10 catch us first" the other
suggested laconically.
II saw mounted man when we
started, A forest man, maybe
Yes" he was plainly alarmed,
That's bad II he gets down and
starts an automobile after us it's all
of. Let's ride"
His seriousness was enough TO quiet
any remonstrance on the part OF the
girl, Again sho forced her horse into
the long, pounding gallop. The out
law was worried. and as they neared
the outskirts of Pasadena. he threw
many anxious glanoes back up the
boulevard. Suddenly he Strengthened
and faced the front with desperate de-
termination. They're coming!" he
shouted well turn-first street
on left
The girl looked back and saw. far
behind. tiny black speck against a
back ground of dust. Her nerves tin
gled, the spirit OF the race gripped her.
she coaxed her horse to greater of-
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1919-11-08

hatchet-faced woman farther up the
trail and farther away from the little
girl" The horseman still facing the
woman. forced the led horse down to-
ward the girl
you can't fool me-" he snarled,
You're Mrs. Morgan. You're worth
fourteen millions. I'm Black Steve.
the outlaw. I'm going TO kidnap your
daughter and hold her for a million
ransom"
He pulled his coat aside that the
woman might see his gun. AS he did
so he glanced up the trail and saw the
married daughter and her husband
seated on a rock. Their interest was
so evident that the outlaw nearly for
got his fear-iuspiring pose. To save
the situation he turned hastily 10 the
girl. Get up!" he commanded, ignor-
ing the mother. whose screams were
taking on triumphant note of under
standing.
The girl proved to be perfectly at
home in the saddle and for time II
looked as IL she had a chance TO
escape by racing away from her cap
tor. She urged the horse on with vi
cious digs OF her tiny. spurless heels,
but the heavy Sunday travel on the
trail made great speed impossible. Sew
eral times she glanced over her shoul
der and shuddered as she glimpsed
that grimy, terrifying figure. Once