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The Press., 1920-07-15
GRAVE OF FOUR DYNASTIES
Ambitions of Austria, Huss'a' oe'' many and Turkey All Lie Buried
 in the Balkans.

We stood on the forward decK or the Sirio as she slipped southwark through the placid waters Of the Adrl' atic. at 20 knots an hour. Less than A league away the Balkan mountains savage, mysterious, forbidding, rose in A rocky rampant against the east ern sky.
 Did 1t ever occur to you" remarked the Italian officer who stood beside me, a noted historian in his own lana, "that four great empires have died as a result of their lust for dominion over the restless lands which lie be- vond those mountains? Austria cov- eted Serbia-and the empire of the Hapsburg is in fragments now. Rus sia, seeing her influence in the penln- sula imperiled, hastened to the SUD- port of her fellow Slavs-but Russia has gone down in red ruin, and the Romanoffs are dead, Germany, seek ing q gateway to the warm water, ana a highway to the East, seized on the excuse thus offered to launch her wait. ing armies-and the empire reared by the Hohenzollerns is bankrupt and broken. Turkey fought to retain her hold on such European territory as still remained under the crescent ban ner. Today a postmortem Is about to be held on the Turkish empire and the house of Osman.
 Think of itl Four great empires four ancient dynasties, lie buried ovel there in the Balkans. It is something more than a range of mountains al which we are looking; 1t is the wall o1
 a cemetery."-E. Alexander Powell 1T Scribners Magazine.
The Press., 1920-07-15
REALLY WORTHY OF RECORD
If Anyone Doubts That Ostrich is a Remarkable Bird This story
 Should Convince Him.

Doubtless" said the professor to the returned traveller, you have pick ed up many strange bits of informa- tion regarding the animals and birds of the countries you have visitedT
 "A few" answered the traveller. "The most interesting thing l ever heard, however, was story l got In Africa. It seems that a year or so ago a representative of rubber-stamp house vent through there and lost his sample case, containing all kinds of office stamping apparatus. It ap- pears that some ostriches found the case, broke 1t open and swallowed the samples"
 "I see nothing odd about that. Os- triches will eat anything"
 ''Yes, but now every ostrich egg that Is found there Is numbered and datedp
The Press., 1920-07-15

CT fuliness to comef What sort of success had the years brought Julia all she had hoped forf Evidently, for she was quite apparently the star she had planned to be.
 The thought of her possessed him during the long sleepless hours of the night which followed. And the dawn brought a sudden, wild resolution. He would take long postponed vacation from business, seek out the studio which released the picture he had Blaine now. Not that he intended to renew his suit. Far from it. He wanted no spoiled actress for wife.
 During the tedious transcontinental Journey the man alternately blessed and cursed his impulsive folly. And when he found himself a quite super fiuous figure among the chattering, gum-chewing crowd of girls, the regu- lar, "hangers-on," waiting for chance to "supe" at three dollars day. he berated himself still more.
 Yet he had found Julia. His card. sent in by a phlegmatic office boy, had brought him the information that she was there and that she would see him presently.
 Slowly the door opened. Was that Julia? It certainly was not Gloria Blaine-that weary-eyed girl in the plain gown and drab little hat.
 "JohnT she cried, "John ]" With A motion of her hand, she beckoned him to a little anteroom beyond the range of curious eyes.
 But, Julia, aren't you the mag nificent Gloria BlaineT John, not satisfied to be holding two slim white hands, was bent on plumbing the mystery.
 "No," said Julia, shaking her head .No, I'm not that Gloria. For a while I used that name instead of Julia, and I think that was what really caught the attention of the real Gloria's manager. I became her understudy and once. when she was taken SICK played most of her scenes in The LII timate Cost We make up somewhat alike. But in spite of that l failed tc make good and have never been given 
 another chance"
 "Wen," said John, who was happier than he had been for many day .would you take a chance of another | kind-as-as my wifeT'
 Julia's eyes filled. "John, dear, aft CT making you lose the years Of hap pfness which would have been ours, Is 1t possible that you still love meT
 "Why," said John tenderly, having lost so much time already. isn't thai A good reason for wasting no more?"
 And Julia, unresisting as his strong arms drew her close, evidently agreed ..rm glad you came" she said. then added vehemently, 'I never want to hear the name of Gloria again. For ever after, I'm just plain Julia !"
 Not plainw whispered John, tip ping back the tired face made beau tiful by love.
The Press., 1920-07-15
SNAPPY HEADS
By R. RAY BAKER

(Ga 1890, by Mcclure Newspaper syndicats.)
 "Women want to vote like men. but they don't make good at mems trades,' yawned Alex Winton, as he watched Dixie Lowell pick piece of type from the case and place 1t in the "stick" upside down.
 Dixie. perched on a high stool, bit her lip and adjusted the letter cor rectly.
 "Men are so egotistical," she re- turned, somewhat sharply. And how about the women in war workT"
 Alex sharpened pencil.
 "Oh, they were all right as elevator girls and theater ushers and the lfke," he admitted, replacing the pencil be- hind his ear. Don't misunderstood me. Pm not saying women lack in- telligence, but I do contend that they seldom succeed in mems work where skill Is required"
 The scene was the composing room of the Elkton Observer, the paper Published Weekly; Editor. Samuel Phelps; Assistant Editor, Alex Win ton; Terms, $1 Per Year in Advance; Advertising Rates on Application" Dixie was collector for Berkwith's department store, and her duties ire quently took her past the Observer of flee. Occasionally she stopped to see Alex and to try her hand at setting type. She was engaged to Alex, and they were to be married when he "got | there"
 "Typesetting is so fascinating" she | had just remarked. "I wonder If could learn and work at it? | Upon which he made the remark set down as the opening sentence of this story.
 "Well. I must go," she said pres ently, having distributed the type
The Press., 1920-07-15
ILL REWARD FOR GOOD DEED
Surely Woman Had Good Cause to Complain of Companions Base
 lngratitude.

A senator at a banquet was talking about ingratitude-a failing of which politics affords many fragrant exam- ples.
 That piece of ingratitude was the worst !" he said. "It reminds me of a happening at Coney Island.
 "A man and woman were walking on the Coney Island boardwalk in anil mated conversation. But this conver- sation grew more and more animated. It rose to shouts on the mans part and shrieks on the woman's. Then the man up with his fist and knocked the woman down.
 "She took the blow calmly enough, but as she rose she was heard to say in rather bitter accents:
 -~"'Ah, Joe, if I'd knowed this was a-comin' I'd never have hooked me white-topped shoes to give ye holi- day down to the shore.'"
The Press., 1920-07-15


 When the last edition went to press Alex congratulated himself that he had done fair days work. His hopes fell when he looked at the sporting page, for the headlines bore faint re semblance to the ones he had puzzled over. However, he kept his own coun- gel.
 The next day the managing editor paid him a compliment.
 "Nice snappy heads" he said. ssThat's the way we like them"
 The work came a little easier. but again when the last edition appeared Alex could not account for the strange lack of resemblance between the heads he had written and the ones that ap- peared over his stuff" He wondered who had made the changes, and knew 1t could not have been the managing editor because the latter had com- mended him on his way of doing things.
 Yes, Alex found big city newspaper work far different from the Elkton variety, but he stuck to 1t. Three days after he started to work he discovered a headline In the paper just as he had written it, and his delight was equal to that of cub reporter who dfscov- CTS one of his stories on the front page.
 Re if said to his credit that Alex made a clean breast of the matter to ] Dixie.
 "I thought it would be easy," he | said, "but it's hard. I'm rank fail ure as a sporting editor. My heads are all changed. and I've got to admit they're improved-by somebody. I'm not making good. Dixie. but I'm go- ing to stick to it until I do get there,' 7 unless Pm fred" | Alex steadily improved during the next two weeks. although most of the headlines on his page were not the product of his mind. The managing 1 editor commended him several times for the appearance of the sporting sec | tion. and at times Alex felt like con" fessing that 1t was not his fault" 1 However. he wanted chance to de- serve the praise and he felt that | little more experience would equip him.
 One day one of the proofreaders came and questioned him about l headline.
 ."There's too many letters in the second line and 1t won't f1t." said the proofreader. "Please substitute a word"
 By chance Alex thought of a shorter word that was a good synonym and the difficulty was surmounted. AS the proofreader started away he turned back and said:
 "By the way. lot of your headf have been changed by the head setter They didn't follow copy. but the! made sense, so let them go. Is that all right"
 Alex assured him that 1t was. Fol | lowing. the clue he went out into the composing room for the purpose o1 thanking his unknown assistant. Ht was directed to a linotype machine. "There's the head machine" sai( the composing foreman.
 Alex went around the high counter which Is called the "bank" and found a linotyper singing "ingle-jingle" re fran.
 The operator, sensing his presence turned with a hand on the elevato handle, and looked up at him.
 The operator was Dixie Lowell.
The Press., 1920-07-15
THE GIRL IN THE PICTURE
By H. LOUIS RAYBOLD

co 1920. by Mcclure Newspaper Syndfcate.)
 John Corbin, his hands in his pock- cts. sauntered aimlessly down Med ford's one main street, alive for few brief hours with the pleasure seeking. Saturday night crowd. Two years ago tonight he had been one of them. one of the happy-go-lucky content to enjoy the present. But tonight his thoughts were occupied with the past alone. And the past for John spelled Julia Standish-slim, brown-eyed Julia Standish, girl we'll worth doing ones utmost to win
 And he had been so sure of win ningi Julia had almost said the little word "yes," when suddenly she had become infatuated. obsessed with the idea that her place in life was not des- tined to be the presiding genius of a mans humble home, but the admired favorite of moving picture audiences. Plague take the moving pictures Y had cursed John unreasonably ever since. Nor had he once In the days that followed ever patronfzed that popular amusement which he blamed for coming between him and the full fillment of his dreams
 Tonight her words rang as insist ently in his ears as they had the mo- ment she uttered them. "No, John. cannot marry anybody yet. must try my luck. Perhaps, some day. l may change my mind-when I have made goodr And her eyes shone with the hope that thrilled her.
 But John, bruised and hurt, had thrust aside the implied suggestion rudely. "Your success, Julia, will never bring me to your feet Aban- don this crazy scheme and become my wife. or else you go your way and mine-lonely as know my way will be-" he concluded bitterly.
 Julia, her pretty head for once con- pletely turned, had gone her way gone somewhere where gifted as
The Press., 1920-07-15
MAUSoLEUM TO BE SPLENDID
Beautiful Resting Place for the Dead VIII Soon Be Dedicated In San
 Francisco.

One of the most beautiful homes of the dead on the western continent will be opened in San Francisco a few months hence when the community's mausoleum at Holy Cross cemetery Is dedicated to its solemn purpose. says the San Francisco Chronicle.
 Every race and every epoch has had its great mausoleums-temples to hold the dust of the departed and stand as the dead.
 Back in the dawn of history the greatest sculptors the world has ever known were gathered at Halicarnassus by Queen Artemisia to adorn and make immortal the tomb of her hus- band. Mausolaus, the king. Hence came the name mausoleum, for the house beautiful wherein Mausolaus and his queen Artemisia slept. was reckoned as one of the seven wonders of the world more than 2.0O0 years ago.
 Centuries later the mausoleum of Augustus Caesar was built on the Campus Martius, honoring the body of the emperor, emulating the glory and
 Other ages and other lands saw sim- far great memorials-the mausoleum of Theodric at Ravenna, the five-tow- cred pagoda to the great emperors in the Forbidden City of Picking. the tomb of Mahmud at BjiJapur. the Tai Mahal at Agar-the dream palace that the great Shah Jehan raised over all that was left to him of his beloved queen.
 The community mausoleum at Holy Cross cemetery, will be a severely noble structure. 2O5 feet in length. 90 feet in width and a general height of 95 feet, the facade of which is sur mounted by a central pylon rising to height of 65 feet.
 Within its walls there will be 1.15O individual crypts, with 18 private sec tions and four private rooms: open ing from splendid corridors of marble and bronze that converge on the chapel. which occupy the central space of the ediflce.
 The walks are constructed of ce- ment and steel. The interior Is entire ly of marble and bronze-brocadillo trimmed with olive over a verde an- tique base.
 This marble alone cost more than $10O,0OO. The building will cost $80O.- 900, exclusive of the real estate value. roads and landscape gardening that covers the two-acre site.
The Press., 1920-07-15
Drink Orange Special
True to the Taste as to the Name.

public drinking millions of bottles of cabnaed b Dr. international expert talk before the Detroit Association of Carbonated Beverage Manufacturers the public drinks under the impression uenchng the thirst matter fact the real reason is stimulation derived from the drink
 drink bottle of soft drink thinking When they become call of the body stimulation which their action.
 This through the cem highly digestion the drink reaches the blood and furnishing additional energy.
 furnishes strength the body There absolutely
 
 
 Murpbys he declared shows of the subject The performs speed high htenson, ,isunde physical strain
The Press., 1920-07-15
Worlds Races Divided.

Amphiscians are the people who in- habit the tropics, whose shadows in one part of the year are cast to the north and in the other to the south, ac- cording as the sun is north or south of their zenith.
 The antiscians are the inhabitants of the earth living on different sides of the equator, whose shadows at noon are cast in contrary directions. Those living north of the equator are antis' clans to those living south of that line, and vice versa. The shadows on one side are cast toward the north and upon the other toward the south.
 The ascians are the people who live in a land where, at certain time of each year, they have no shadows at noon. All the inhabitants of the torrid zone are ascians, they having a vertical sun twice year.
 The periscians are the inhabitants of the polar circle, whose shadows dur ing some portions of the summer must in the course of the day move entirely around and fall toward every point of the compass.
The Press., 1920-07-15
Chinese Enoineers Hate Toll.

In no branch of modern progress has China advanced during the last twenty years more than in engineer ing, if we except, perhaps, medicine. The Chinese engineer has come to stay. He is much-criticized person. and the principal objection the up-to- date modern engineer offers against him Is that he refuses to undergo the long and tedious period of training necessary in any branch of engineer Ing today: if he can become an engin- ger without soiling his hands or taking of his coat, he is quite willing to pose as having mastered engineering; but he objects to the toll and the dirty work.
The Press., 1920-07-15
Bore No Likeness to His Delicate Fea-
 tured Girl.

pirants for the cinematograph were trained and starred and paid fabulous salaries and featured in Sunday SUD- plements with chic French maids and tiny Pekinese-at least, he hoped 1t was to be that way with Julia. If he couldn't have her for his own. he still did not wish her unhappiness.
 Wrapped In meditation over what might have been. John found himself brought up short before a lurid ad- vertising board of the Medford Rialto "A brightly lighted little theater at tracting the crowd. For second. his eyes took In the cheap advertisement uninterested. Then the huge letters of the name of the actress portrayed startled him from his musings-Gloria Biainei Glorial
 Why, Gloria had been the name that Julia had hinted she would like to adopt for hers. She was sick of old plain Julia !" But the carmine-faced woman pictured beneath in motley raj ment bore no likeness to his delicate featured girl.
 Strangely drawn by the subtle in fiuenee of the name, John took his stand at the end of the waiting queue before the ticket office. And. present ly, dingy bit of pasteboard admit ted him to the gloomy depths within.
 A farce broad in its humor, was be- ing projected on the screen. Then fol- lowed instructive travelogues and amusing animated cartoons. through which John sat. mildly entertained. At length. lavishly featured. was in- troduced the big picture. ''The Ulti- mate Cost"
 Curious, in spite of himself, John scanned the picture of the cast. When the closeup of the star was thrown. he sat back in his chair at ease. That was not his Julia. even though he fancied he could trace a slight resem- blance Two years will not change the shape of ones nose or lengthen an upper lip
 Relieved, John found himself watch ing a group of people waiting the an- nouncement of dinner and discussing some apparently well-kn0wn scandal
 
 announcing new arrivals-and pres ently the appearance in the doorway of woman in evening gown. pearls gleaming on her neck-John gripped the arms of his chair with whitened fingers. He leaned forward. his ex- pression intense. That woman must be Gloria Blaine. But 1t was not it was emphatically not. That woman was Julia, Julia Standish.
 Through the long nerve-wearing play. John forced himself to sit-from the disagreeable scene where Gloria fiirted shamelessly with the villain, through to the bitter denouement- the whole of 1t a tawdry play. If he winced when the villains arms held the girl he had hoped to hold some day, he made no outward sign After all, 1t wasn't real. Yet the thought of the rehearsals-"You utter idiot" he addressed himself, ito even think of such things when you gave up the girl forever"
 Julia had grown beautiful, and yet was 1t fancy that painted tired lines In her face that no amount of make up would eradIeate7 Was 1t fancy that gave a decided thinness to the figure which not so very long ago had been delicately supple. limiting at the rich
The Press., 1920-07-15
IsIand of Crete "UpendIna."

In the course of a discussion on the subject of Crete at the Royal Geo. graphical society, Prof. L. J. Myres de scribed two remarkable changes of ground level that have occurred there since classical times, says the Scientific American.
 The whole island has swung upon an axis, the eastern half sinking and the western rising, so that whereas at Hierapetras and Spinalonga the an- cient quays and harbor works are now under water, the little Greek harbor of Phalasarna, at the west end of the is- land, is now totally upheaved, so that one can walk about on the floor of the ancient harbor, upraised and dry.
The Press., 1920-07-15
"Hhy Don't You Try 1t In Big cityT

"ny Oon't Iou Try It iH 0'S S'S' she had set up. By the way, Alex, you've been in the newspaper business some time, why don't you try 1t in big city7"
 Perhaps I will" he told her, and there was hint of swaggering as he walked toward the editorial room. "I could make good, all right"
 She opened the door.
 Anyhow" she said as parting shot, "women have the determination that wins They got the vote; just remember that"
 Alex has his share of egotism," she murmured, as she went up the street. "Still, I can't help caring lot for the dear boy"
 "Whenever you get there Pm ready to become Mrs. Wfnton," she told Alex by way of reinsurance. "I just feel that l ought to try the big city. My Aunt Margaret lives there, you know, and she's been wanting me to come for some time. You'd better think 1t over and try your hand on the big dailies."
 A year passed. Dixie and Alex cor responded regularly. Dixie had a job and was enjoying her work, she told him. Better come on down and get into the big game" she urged in every letter.
 At the end of the year Alex decided she had the right idea.
 "I can make good on any of the pa- pers" he assured himself. "This small town training Is the best thing pos- sible. Fought to be able to hold any job."
 So Alex followed Dixie to the big city. He could not see that she was changed a bit but her temerity in trying to make place for herself In the city had made him more in love with her than ever. He felt ashamed of himself for not leaving Elkton sooner.
 "Where are you working. Dixie?" he inquired the first night he called on her at her aunt's home. "Got job collectingT'
 She smiled and countered:
 "What would you expect woman to do-without trade? I was col lector in Elkton. so what would be likely to do here7" Alex found a room and started out to make the rounds of newspaper of- Aces. There were only three, one morning and two evening, for strictly speaking 1t was not a large city. It was large only from an Elkton view | point.
 At the first place he called-the | Evening JOurnal-he was given the | position of sporting editor for trial | Newspaper men were scarce. and five years of experience was deemed suffi 1 cient to warrant trying Alex out. He neglected to tell where he had the e1 perience, simply stating that he hac 'handled sports" AS a matter o1 fact, he had handled everything from weddings and killings to editorials ane personals-everythin except tele | graph, of which there was none on the Observer.
 That night he told Dixie that ht was to start work in the morning or the Journal.
 | "Ffne!" she said. ."You'll make good. too, Alex; and then"
 And then" he echoed, and ht | dreamed all night about Dixie.
 The job did not prove so easy al | Alex had expected. The Elkton OD server and the Journal had radicaii! different ideas as to how "copy" should be handled. The Observers headlines were much like labels. while the Jour naI's had to contain verbs ana D' "snappy." However, Alex did his pes | and refrained from telling his co workers We do 1t this way h ELK
The Press., 1920-07-15
For Ar or Water.

A new type of airplane is being ex- perimented with on Long Island which is adapted for use on the land. water or In the air. It has folding wheels which are operated by levers from the pilots seat and which are dropped when it Is desired to make a landing on the solid ground. At other times they are disposad ont of the way.
The Press., 1920-07-15
Cheerful Singer.

The brown thrasher Is beautiful bird both in the coloring of his body and in his song, says the American Forestry association. Washington. On head and back the bird is of a delicate and refined reddish brown, and below white with black spots. But 1t is his song that Is particularly pleasing and musical. Unlike some other birds, he does not seem to care whether he is being watched or not as he sits on the topmost branch of tree in the mead- ow and pours forth his energetic and fervent song. which sounds as if he were telling the farmer to Hurry up, hurry up: blow it. blow 1t; harrow 1t, harrow it; hoe 1t, hoe it." and so on through list of similar happy in- structions.
The Press., 1920-07-15
To Take Out Ink.

When ink stains disfgure a favorite bit of linen, bathe the stains generous ly with lemon juice, cover entirely with a dusting of salt and place in the sun for a few hours.
The Press., 1920-07-15

Or Even Worse. Sometimes a girl pinks her com nlexion till she looks like a salmon salad.-Dallas News.