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Evening star., 1919-02-23

A SMALL. shabby house on back
street With It crowd swarming
outside.
While the crowd waited all eyes and
ears, the rumpus inside that had caused
The gathering ceased. and pretty soon II
blue e-coated man came out and shut the
door. He was smiling, The crowd de
manded details. The officer broadened
his smile to the extent of showing
double deck OF splendid teeth Then he
dispensed informa ton:
oh. just a man trying to beat up his
wife!"
.Nothing funny about that What
did he do to her.
The guardian of the law enlarged his
smile 10 a chuckle as he answered TO
the criticism
"le didn't do thmg-not a single
thing.
But we heard her scream.
80 did !, but when | got inside | saw
my mistake. That wasn't Il scream. 1t
was a war cry. When / started in to
take hand she waved me Off aud LEX
ed him from start to finish. She's Il thin
little dame, all right, but her old man
won't ever be troubled with any more
doubts as 70 who is the fighting cham
pion of that family
"Wen, why didn't you arrest him?
Man like that ought TO be in Jail
"oh, that's all right. After she had
laid him out she told me that il was his
first fling in the wife heating line and
she'd see to il that ii was his last--and
that If the law would kindly overlook
his little experiment she'd guarantee to
keep the peace--aud | reckon she will"
Rluecoat swung Off trying 10 keep his
chuckle from widening into a Guffaw.
and, of course. the crowd laughed with
him as il broke up into Individual units,
each going its way, except one man.
lie fingered with fixed woflsh stare
at the small house as if--by rights-he
was being cheated of his lawful seusa-
ton.
Some people are that way.
Evening star., 1919-02-23

A WOMAN was having n serene lit
tie time all TO herself at cafe
table by a bay window with II white
curtain and ferns on the sill when
up comes another woman. who asks
appealingly;
DO YOU mind if | sit here? | can't
seem TO relish a meal unless I'm
whore | can look out. OF course. YOU
can't see through the curtain, but il
gives YOU feeling oi outdoors on the
other side"
She was II plain. wholesome person
with no frilis, and q really beautiful
pink flushed her middle aged face, as.
the original squatter told her to make
herself at home. She did so--Iike
this:
i've always lived on & farm miles
from my next neighbof. and cant
seem TO feel at home up here with
my daughter. Seems like cant
breathe in that Nat of hers and when
1t comes to cntiup ! take my plate
and cup snd go oul uf that cuhhy
Evening star., 1919-02-23

hole of dining room into the
kitct enette where | can look out Of
q window and see a piece of sky
The hostess woman illustrated the
oth her-' monologue with mods of un-
derstanding, and when she got q
chance put in a SnAll sized remark to
the effect that she, 100, had q weak
ness for farm life.
why, Ia gas myself TO death if
hau TO keep on in that nat but my
daughters just the other way, She
says she likes it because the waters
always hot and YOU don't have to
bother with fires, but. as ! tell her
Wheh you We got wood pile at the
back Kitchen door and plenty of chips
ana corncobs there's no call TO want
FOR either. An she's fretting about
is that the war work Will stop and
she cart afford 60 stay there after
hef lease runs out. BetW cen you and
me, could pay the rent for her and
would do it, too. except | want her
home with me. I've got 400 good
acleS on my place. timber and crop
land. a good artesian well that money
couldn't buy from me. and u half acre
o yard. all lawn and trees. 1t would
be u heaven on earth for the two
children, but Alice says she can give
them better advantages here That's
fooliShneSs. YOU know, because a
child can get all the education it
needs III our country school, and if
soi enough money laid by to get them
through any college you might name.
Not that I'm rich. You know, but fair
to middling we'll off,
There was more TO 1t between soup
and pie. but this is enough to show
that.
There is an Alice in our midst.
neighbo who prefers stuffy fat
To home ard mother--uot counting
the good times those children OF hers
would have on the farm.
And there are doubtless hundreds
Of women in this town who would
lhanls God on their knees FOR
chance like that.
Evening star., 1919-02-23

~ EAR verybody: This introduces
| } you Jus, to +: 'rs,'". ,s., =, ,., ... !, a.
like as blossom to every other
little girl growing In the home gardens
of this town, but
When YOU consider the soul of small
Judith YOU viii recognize in her n rival
TO that multitudinous heroine of litera-
ture who wrote the most beautiful love
letters ever penned.'
For proof, here is q note which she
penciled the other morning before
starting for school and which she tucked
in the china closet. where her mother
would be sure TO find it,
Dear Mother: Are YOU going To kiss
me good night? | am going to kiss you
You are my little rosebud. do YOU
no it?
And You are my water-lily too and
my butterfly. my blue bird cardinal.
chrS sanman and all sorts of my things.
JUDITH" "
az a back street In the business
~ section there is bench set
against a building wall
The other day-the one that felt
like May morning that had frolick-
ed into Eebruary--a string of un-
usual people sat on the bench while
II swarm of admirlng street kiddies
buzzed around
The young woman in tile corner
seat wore a gypsy red dress spangled
with seuuins aud held beribboned
tambourine in her lap. She was Cro-
chetine collar--lrish lace stitch
The young woman next was in a
nowcry pink silk kimono with pro-
aieious pink hrysanthemums over
each ear. She was embroidering a
chiffon blouse.
A youngster. standing in front of
her. had his face corked and wore
cartoon clothes that included a yell
low vest spotted with blue.
A nondescript man. who smoked
might have sized up as II haySeed
and by him stood Il small eirk who
looked as if she had already found
ont that her doll was stuffed with
sawdust and didn't care.
Scattered around ON the bricks
were several young men who looked
like understudies TO matinee idols
Others with made-up straaks on their
faces and freak garb on their backs,
Including amateur Indians in paper
rambric buckskln and barnyard war
hounets---and pretty blond squaw
dil>od ou; in French heels and near
pearls. ON the house side OF tho
pavement an open door yawned aud
hreathed out the Jingle OF a gone.
mad piano And over the door was
lrit"red:
Vaudeville"
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Two shoppers Were paving over
shirt waists marked down. The
Younger woman had pallid face and
a sneczy sort of cold that seemed to
worry the other:
That's an ugly cough you Got.
Annie. Doing anything for it,
mo. indeed, Miss Jane. | never let
myself know I've got anything the
matter with me, Talk health and
you'll have health
We'll. you want TO talk right fast.
then, or youll find yourself fiat on
YOUR back with the flu. You take
my advice and go home and drink
hot toddy with plenty of lemon in II
TO sweat that cold off"
why, Miss Janei I'm prohibitions"
oh. get out, Make believe you are
sensible"
The stout woman's chuckie was
good 10 hcal. but
NnNie lust -sNrCHed
NANNiE LANCASTER
Evening star., 1919-02-23
BY JAMES B. MORROW.

TN tower room of Peters HalI
where he lived and of which
building he was the ianitor.
Evening star., 1919-02-23

Now at the age OF forty y-uine, Mr.
Wheeler is in the heyday of his mental
powers. He has the usual Oberlin voice.
which is strong in all the high and low
notes, and Obcrlin'S gift of speech. TN
IKE the traditional prohibtionist he is
gay and not sad, we'll -uourished and not
lean He walks on the ground and not
in the heavens. II one didn't know him
aud should guess one would say that
lie was a surgeon with three ma jor cases
day at the best hospital
Only young men are taken into How
ard Russelrs league PuTley A. Baker
explained the reason TO the writer IA
preacher past forty he said, has lot
OF sermons on hand and is likely to be
doematic and inadaptable.
Fifteen years ago DR. Baker was
made superintendent of the Auti-Sa-
loon League of America. Every state
was organized The men chosen for
work in the states belong to the type
of the four leaders who have been
pictured in this article
They have written prohibition into
the Constitution, they say, because
they have never had but one thing in
view. and have worked for that thing,
and toward that thing seven days
week from sunrise until long after
niGhtfall
t"oryrlsht 1919. is james n. N"rrcw.b
Evening star., 1919-02-23
Around the City

D :: :: !: :: ;;:: 6: :: ':. :::'::.:: =: !: IS
like as a blossom to every other
The Washington times., 1919-06-11
By Virginia Terhune Van
de Water.
CHAPTER XVII.

Copyright. 1919. Star Company
IT was a warm, clear Sunday OF
the last week in October, David
De Lame had been informed by
his employer that the car would
not be needed until the afternoon.
You can have your morning to
yourself" Mr.. Leighton had said.
Thus il came about that David
did not put on his livery on arising
in the morning. but, instead. donned
his own clothes. After which he
" nt to a restaurant for his break
fast. then decided to go to the ca
IL o'clock service.
1t was some months since he had
attended church. He had dropped
the habit when he enlisted. He did
not know that he had missed the
old custom until this morning. as
he listened to the familiar service
and Joined in the singing OF we'll
known hymns. During the sermon
that followed he let his thoughts
stray back to the days before the
war, when, as he phrased IL to him
self, he had been like real people"
He thought of his aunt, of her
Baltimore home. Of her kindness
sometimes. it must be admitted of
an officious quality-and he unused
with a painful interest on her plans
for him, on her pleadings that he
become acquainted with Desiree
Leighton. Poor Aunt jeanne 1t was
to be hoped that in the land OF
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not to be denied. Modern maps
and ancient charts were poured
over. as well as the old documents,
hand-written in faded ink on time
yellowed paper, and az the end Of
half an hour h. announced that
the next fish he caught would be
on either the Bull or the Calf-the
two islets off the Lagoon Of Chiri-
qUi. on one or III" other Of which
Torres averred the treasure lay.
III catch tonight's train for New
Orleans" Francis announced.
But az a privy glance from Re
gan Alvarez Torres lied with swift
efficiency.
81 must join YOU later, I regret.
Mr.. Morgan. Some little business
that presses how shall ] say an
significant little lawsuit that
must be settled first"
And Senior Alvarez Torres re-
manned with Regan some time lon
ger, receiving explicit instructions
for the part ne was 10 play. begin
ming with retardation and delay Of
Francis and eliminating in similar
retardatiOn and delay always 20 be
continued.
In short" Regain concluded. u
don't almost care If h- never comes
back-if you keep him down there
for the good OF lis health that
long and longer
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guise you
But. my dear lady he
began to protest his certain unac-
quaintance with her.
My dear lady ." he tried
again.
Y won't talk with you she shut
him OF. go back TO your schooner.
and go away ." He guessed
the inaudibIe sob Of the pause, ere
she concluded. Forever
If YOU ever come baCk-the Ma
donna forgive me- shall shoot you
myself"
Guess I'd better go. then" He
turned to the skin. toward which
he walked in stately embarrass-
ment half-hlled with laughter for
himself and for the ridiculous and
jncomprehensible figure he was cut
ting.
wOman's Weapon.
\ sob compelled him to desist
from stepping into the skiff and to
turn his head. The strange young
woman. revolver dropped 10 her
side. was crying. His step back to
her was instant. and the touch Of
his hand on her arm was sympa-
AZ his touch. drew away from him.
and gazed At him reproachfuIly
through her tears.
AT least YOU she began,
then faItered and swallowed, you
might KISS me gOOd-b."
Sh" advanced impulsively, with
oUtstretchrd arms, the revolver
dangling incongruously from her
right hand Francis hesItatcd a
puzzled moment. then gathered her
lu go TeccIv" an astounding pas
-iuuat. kiSe on ms lips ere she
dropped her head on his shoulder in
"a breakdown of tears. Despit" his
anuZcTncnt E- was aware OF tn"
revolver pressing tiatwISo against
his back between the shoulders
Sd, lifted her tcar-wct fac" and
kissed him again and again. and h"
wondered to himself If he were
cad for meeting her kisses with
almost equal and fully as mysteri-
Gus impUIsivenCss.
with "a feeling that he did not in
least care how long the tender
uisOdc might last. he was startled
by her quick drawing away from
him. rs anger and contempt blazed
back in her face and rs she men
aCinglv directed him with the re-
volver 20 get into the boat
He shrugged his shoulders As II
20 say that ne could not say n" q"
lovely lady. and Dbcycd. sitting
20 the oars and facing her as he
began rowing away.
THE Virgin saw" me from my
maynard heart" she cried. with her
free hand tearing a lo'kct from
her bosom and. in a shower Of
golden beads. finEinC the ornament
into the water midway between
them.
From the edge Of the jungle nc
saw three men. armed with rifles,
run toward her where she had sunk
down in the sand. In the midst OF
lifting her up they caught sight
Of Francis. who had begun rowing
"A strong stroke. Over his shoulder
he glimpsed the AngeliQue, close
hauled and slightly heellng, cutting
through the water toward him. The
next moment one Of the trio on the
beach, a bearded elderly man, was
directing the girls binoculars on
him. And the moment after. drop
ping the classes, he was taking
aim with his rife.
The bullet spat on the water with
in a yard Of the skiff's side. and
Francis saw the girl spring to her
feet, knock up the rife with her
arm and spoil the second shot. Next.
pulling Justify. he saw the men sep
arate from her to sight their rifles
and saw her threaten them with
The Washington times., 1919-06-11
By David Cory.

6CTF those fellows don't stop
ringing that bell. I'll get
Aout my gun" said Robinson
Crusoe. II didn't get the bell for
them; IT'S all paid for long ago"
At that moment, the bell-coard
snapped, and the baker, who had
just given the handle a dreadful
yank, fell over backward and roll
ed down the hill TO the beach.
mr.. Crusoe's not at home" said
the butcher. I'VE might as well
go back" So he and the candle
stick maker went down to the
shore and joined the baker; and
then all three got into the tub and
sailed away.
and we must do the same"
said Puss Junior. tom Thumband
l thank you very much for our nice
visit on your island, but it's time
we went forth again on our jour
ney of adventure"
We'll, I'm sorry TO see you CO."
said Robinson Crusoe. And after
that Puss showed off the little boat
and soon he and Tom were far out
of sight on the big, wide sea.
when the wind is in the East.
It's neither good for man nor
beast:
When the wind is in the North.
The skiIlful fisher goes not forth.
When the wind is in the South.
It blows the bait in the fishes
mouth:
When the wind is in the West,
Then tits at the very best"
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AAAAA LIZ ~ O'1ANAOA0AO Famous AuthOreSs
David Meets an Old Friend and Finds She Is to TeSe
Dinner With the LeightOns That Very Evening

shades she could not see his pres
ent position,
So intent had been his thoughts
OF his departed relative that for a
moment il did not seem strange TO
him, on leaving the cathedral, to
come face to face with an elderly
woman who had been Miss De
LANES old friend and neighbOr.
An Old Friend
why, Mr.. De Lame" she ex-
claimed. lis 1t your
Miss Bristolr' he calculated,
Selling the hand she held out. at
certainly is David De Lame -
Then, all at once, he remembered
who he was supposed to be. and
thanked a kind Providence that he
was not in livery.
But what are you doing here?'
she asked. I thought you were in
France"
II was" he told her. plotting her
down the walk toward the side en-
trance where stood sundry automo-
biles. He hoped her car was
awaiting her here.
But what are you doing now7"
she insisted.
Walking with a very charming
woman" he retorted, smilingly.
And what are you doing your
self? I supposed you were in Bal
timore"
IT ran on for a few days TO do
some shopping" the spinster ex-
planned. II am staying at the
AstOr. I came up in a taxi. 1t was
to be here for me at 1915. All,
there il is now"
you go back to Baltimore SOON"
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her revolver into lowering their
weapons.
A Farewell Kiss.
The AngeIique. thrown up into
the wind TO stop way. fOamed
alongside. and with an agile leap
Francis was aboard, while already
the skipper putting the wheel up.
filling with bOyish zest, Francis
waited a kiss of farewell TO the
girl. who was staring toward him.
and saw her collapse on the shout
ders Of the bearded elderly man.
Before the land wind the An
geIique made the outer rim OF Chi
riqui lagoon and the Bull and Calf,
some fifty miles farther along on
the rim. by midnight, when the
skipper hove TO to wait for day
light After breakfast, rowed by
Jamaica negro sailor in the skiff.
Francis landed to recOnnOiter on
the Bull, which was the larger ISL
and and which the skipper had told
him he might find occupied at that
season of the year by turtle-catch-
ing Indians from the mainland.
The Bull belonged TO them. they
told him through the medium Of
his Jamaican sailors interpreting,
but the Calf, which used TO belong
To them for the turtle season. now
was possessed by a madly impos-
sibIe ErinEu, whose reckless, domI-
mating ways had won from them
the respect Of fear for two-legged
human creature who was more fear
ful than themselves.
A Heated Argument.
To paddle across the channel was
a matter Of moments, but scarcely
was hr ON the beach Of the Calf
when further IuhospitaIity greeted
him on the part Of "a tall. bare
footed young man, who stepped
from behind a palm. automatic pts-
tOl in hand and shouted.
'EamoSc. Get out, Scut''
I'VE gods and IittI" fishes" Fran
els grinncd. half. humorously. half
seriously. "A fellow can't move i'm
these parts without having gun
says get out pronto."
Nobody invited you" the stran-
ger retorted You're intrudinE
Get of my island. I'll give you half
a minute"
els assured him truthfuIy. at the
same time. out Of tho corner OF his
eye measuring the distance TO tn"
nearest palm trunk. Everybody Z
meet around here is crazy and dis
courteous ana pceyIshly anxious 20
be rid of my presence, and they've
Just got IN" feeling that way M
self. BESIDES. Just because YOU tell
IN" it's your island is no proof
The swift rush ne made To the
shelter Of the palm left his sen
tcncc unfinished His arrival be
hind the trunk was simultaneous
with the arrival of bullet that
thuddcd into tn" other side of il.
Now, just for that he called
out as he centercd "A bullet into the
trunk OF the other mans palm
The next few minutes they blazed
away or waited for calculated shots.
and when FranCis's eighth and last
had been fired he was unplcasantIv
certain that he had counted ONLY
seven shots from the stranger. He
cautiously exposed part OF his sun
helmet held in his hand and had 10
perforated
The stranger stepped out. and
Francis could not help admiring his
fine figure, despite the fact that a
dirty pair OF canvas pants, a cotton
undershirt knd a fabby sombrero
constituted Ghis garmentinE. Fur
Their, it seemed he had previously
known him. though il did not enter
his mind that he was looking at a
replica of himself
ITO he CONTINUED TOMORROW
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he queried in the effort TO k~Sestan
another question from her.
"Yes-tOmOrrow. Can't you come
to see me before I go? You re-
mind me so Of your dear aunt. Oh.
how she loved your
Il believe she did" he said gently.
"And because OF that I do want
TO see you" she remarked.
when / am again in Baltimore,
/ will be glad to call, II I may" he
rejoined.
They were standing by the cab
now, and he made as though 20 help
her into Il.
But 1 wish I could see you before
then" she protested. Can't you
call this afternoon"
II am sorry" he said. but have
an engagement"
And l." she said. have an en-
gagement tonight. You recall hear
ing your dear aunt speak OF Desiree
Leighton, OF whom she was so fond - r
Yes"
EVasive Answers.
You knew her, didn't you?" Miss
Bristol asked.
Il never happened to call at
Aunt Jeanne's while she was there"
David answered evasiVely.
NO? Well, l got to knowing her
quite well when she visited your
aunt. You may remember the Leigh
tons live in New York tele-
phoned Desiree yesterday. and she
invited me to come up to dinner
with them this evening. But for
that ! would ask you to call to-
night"
Let me put you into your cab
he suggested.
After she was seated. she detained
him when he would have closed the
door.
You have not told me where you
are living, or why you are not in
France"
Il still count Baltimore as my
home" he said hurriedly. and
hope I am on my way back 70
France
You go soong''
AS soon as l can get on
within the next day or twoE'
she asked
He pretended not to hear her.
The Hotel Aston" he said to the
driver.
After which. raising his hat. he
stepped back out Of her range OF
vision.
AS he walked down the hfl1 to-
ward the point at which he was TO
take the stage downtown, he wiped
the perspiration from his forehead
The day was warm, but the mois-
ture on his face was not caused BY
the temperature. but by the ordeal
through which he had Just passed.
Miss Bristol here-and taking din
ner with the LeightOns tonight, II
this kind Of thing went on. how
much longer could he conceal his
identity? He felt as much fright
ened as a small boy detected in some
bit of thievery.
Yet I am doing nothing dish0n-
orable." he reminded himself. 7 am
only trying to earn my living in a
decent way. / wish I could change
my face as easily as 1 change my
clothes. This is the second time
this week that I have escaped by
the skin Of my teeth. Suppose Miss
Bristol had recognized me in my
livery! But then-she wouldn't A
woman in her position never gives q
glance to an ordinary chauffeur
To Be Continued.
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CHAPTER II.

Money. like youth. will not b."
denied. and FRANCIS Morgan. who
Wa the man-IevaI and nature
certain representative Of both youth
and money. found himself one af-
ternoon. three weeks after h- had
said =O0G-by 10 Reagan, hscaImod
clos~ under thu land on board his
Schooner. lhr Au-r.Igua. The wa
ter was CLASSY. the smooth roll
scarcely p-~ceptible. and. ia sheer
ennUi and oyeTpIus Of energy that
likewise declind 20 b." denied. he
asked the captain. q breed na.f
Jamaica negro and hair Indian. To-
order a small Skin over the side
Looks as if / might shoot par
70, OF a monkey or something" ~
explained. searching the jungle-claa
shore half a mile away through a
twelve power glass.
Most problematic. sir, that you
ar" bitten by a labarri which L. a
deadly viper in these parts"
grinned the haIr-breed skipper and
owner Of the AnEelique. who. from
his Jamaica father. had inherited
the gift OF tongues
But Francis was not 10 be deter
red. for az the moment, through
his glass. he had picked out. first,
IN the middle ground. q white ha-
cienGa. and. second. on the beach. a
Woman's whitehead form. and. fur
ther. had seen that she was scru-
tinIzinE him and the schooner
through a pair Of minocUIaTS
Put that skif over. skipper" he
ordered Who lives around here
white folks"
The EnrIco Solano family. sir.
was the answer. ny word. they
are important EcntIefoIk. old Span
lsh. and they own the entire gen
eral landscape from the sea to the
Cordilleras and half Of the ChIriguI
Lagoon as well. They are very
poor, most powerful rich-in land
scape-and they are as prideful and
fiery as cayenne pepper"
Straight To the bench
Straight 10 the white beach II
coral sand Francis roWed. not trust
ing himself TO look over his shorIl-
der 10 see n the woman remained or
had vanished. In his mind was
merely a young mans healthy idea
Of encounterInR bucOlic young
lady, or half wild white woman
for that matter al the best q