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The Pensacola journal., 1920-03-07
cambridge Jail and are said to have
acknowledged the assault.

cambridge Jail and are said to have
acknowledged the assault.
The Elks' minstrel show is progress
ing. and the date is set for Friday
night, March IL. The affair is under
the management of Mr.. Num-, who
has forty years experience in min
strelsy. The music will be furnished
by Chatahoochee orchestra.
The City Council has taken a pro-
gressive step in the purchase or a
caterpillar tractor to be used as a sub
stitute for the mule power heretofore
employed in drawing the road ma
chinery in plowing and grading the
streets. 1t was purchased in Ta1la-
hassee at a cost OF 1,400 and is al
ready giving fine service.
Mr.. and Mrs. Hugh Mattox an
nounce the birth of little daughter,
christened Elizabeth Gem.
Three sad deaths have occurred this
week in Gadsden county. A message
from Pensacola announced the death
of Milton Shaw. son of Abe Shaw,
who lives near Quincy. He was AZ
years old and was buried at Old Phil
adelphia church. John Mccall, super
intendent of the Amsterdam properties
of the American Sumatra Tobacco
Company, who was 40 years old. died
Monday of pneumonia and was buried
at Philadelphia church.
Ebert Mock, an employe of the
American Sumatra Tobacco Company,
died on the Shaw farm and his re-
mains were taken to his fathers old
homestead in Decatur county. Ga.
subscription was carried around
in the interest of the family of Tom
Lightfoot. who is suffering from a
fractured skull, resulted in collection
of S122.5o. which will be of great as
sistance to the young mother.
The Pensacola journal., 1920-03-07
FAMOUS LONDON ESTATES
OFFERED UNDER HAMMER

London, Mar. 4-Severa1 famous
London theaters, including the Drury
Lane and the Strand We're among
those, offered for sale at auction the
other day when the famous convent
garden estate went under the hammer,
but none were sold. For Drury Lane,
f134,500 was offered, for the Strand
f77, 600, for the Aldwych Cos, and for
the Waldorf Hotel f149, 900. but none
of these bids exceeded the reserve at
which they were held. Americans We're
among tn bidedrs. The estate was
purchased from the Duke of Bedford
by a company in 1918.
The Pensacola journal., 1920-03-07
QUINCY NEWS

Quincy, Fla, March 6.-Tom Light
foot, the taxicab driver who was as
saulted and almost killed by two
strangers who had employed him to
drive them to Bainbridge, is still alive,
but unable to tell anything about the
attack. He can only remember dis
connected sentences. His physicians
expect TO remove the crushed skull
pressing on his brain, and then per-
haps consciousness will be restored
Bryant and Powell who are charged
with the assault are lodged in the
The Pensacola journal., 1920-03-07

Orleans: f. z. Lewis. Pensacola, John
Y. Webber. Jacksonville; B. ,. Nab
son, DeFuniak; o. u. Crook, Nash
vile; S. w. Miller, Louisville; J. r.
Parker. Pensacola; E. p. Jordan, At
Ianta; C. H. Wright. Louisville; E. P.
Fillingim, Jacksonville and A. o. Kay,
Ft. Pierce.
The Pensacola journal., 1920-03-07

iron-Nuxatsd Iron. It often Increases
the strength and endurance of weak.
nervous, rundown people in two weeks
time. Il is conservativeiy estimated that
three million people annually, and IL has
beee used and endorsed by such men as
II. s. Commissioner OF Immigration Hon.
Anthcny Caminetti, also United States Judge
@. w. Atkinson. of the Court of Claims OF
Washington, and others. Nuxated Iron IS
dispensed by all good druggists everywhere.
The Washington herald., 1920-04-16
By DOROTHY DIX
Copyright, 1870.
wheeler Syndicate. Inc.
Advice

and smiles. and fi!rts and ogies, and
apes the manners and. graces Of
girls young enough to be her
granddaughters.
Parasitic young men who like to
ride in her automobiles and eat her
dinners, and put UP at her country
places. lean over her bare shoulders
and whisper Insulting love talk to
her. and befool her with lying COM
pliments. and she brides and beams
with delight and goes on playing
, at a masquerade of being young
that deceives no one but herself.
For there is the gray pallor of
age that no paint can hide. the
sagging muscles and pepdulous
checks that no masseur can rub
away. the tired old eyes that have
seen too much; the old weary face
that looks all the older under it's
, gayly dyed hair. And IL is all so
piteous. the rich old woman trying
to be young. clinging to a shadow
! OF beauty after the substance Is
gone.
Hers is an old age frivolous. silly,
vain and ridiculous. 1t is an old
age without dignity, without honor.
without sweetness, and as i see II
] thank God that my mother knew
no such old age as that, and pray
Him that I may never know such
an old age when my time comes.
Sometimes I go to quiet coun-
try town and there I see another
old woman. Hef figure is still
straight with the look of a victori-
Gus soldier about II. Her hands,
strong. firm and capable. for she has
done much work in her life. lie
folded at rest now III her lap. Her
! face, CAIN and serene, Is more beau
tiful than any girls because life has
etched on II the story of a noble
experience. Her eyes are lovely.
! full Of dreams and memories. and
! her mouth is something to be re-
me embered because her smile is like
bcnediction.
Her hair. snow white, is banded
away under a lace cap, and lace
kerchief is folded primly across her
old woman's dress of black silk
that she has worn so long, made in
that self-same fashion. that II mas
become n part of herself. and 1t
would seem a sacrilege to change
/ it's form.
Little children play about this
old woman's feet and creep instinct
lively to the arms that have nestled
so many babies that they curve of
! themselves into cradle. Young
girls whisper to her their love Sc
crets because in her heart the foun-
tain of romance has never run dry.
! Her sons and daughters come to
her as to an oracle, and all who are
weary and heavy laden with sor-
rows lay their burdens down at
her chair and go away sustained
and comforted, for she is so wise
with the wisdom of experience: her
| heart that has suffered and rejoiced
so much, is so overffowing with
comprehending sympathy; her eyes
that arc so near to the end of this
world are SO touched with the pro-
phetic vision of the world to be.
Hers is an old age more beautiful
than youth, happier, serenef; and 1
! thank God that such an old age my
mother knew, and ! pray Him that
], too, may know such an old age
when 1 come to the purple twilight
lof life.
The Washington herald., 1920-04-16

When this petal gown was first
designed it was intended particu-
larly for a bridesmaids frock. But
it makes an equally charming eve
ming gown. Its material is hydran-
sea taffeta. embroidered with sprays
Of silk flowers on the bodice and
skirt.
The Washington herald., 1920-04-16
Daily Horoscope

In the morning hours of this day
friendly stars rule. Venus dominates
in a strongly benefic aspect. Later
Jupiter and Neptune are adverse.
Women should find this planetary
government most favorable for
their ambitions. whether they he
commercial, political or social.
1t should be a fortunate direction
for theaters and those connected
with them.
Happiness and prosperity should
attend all who wed under this sway
and there is a lucky sign for en-
gagements made while this config-
uration prevails.
Makers, sellers and importers of
women's wear should profit today.
The coming season will mark the
peak OF feminine extravagance and
beyond 1t there will be more wide
spread economy.
The planetary government for
the next few months will give lit
tie hope Of more peaceful condi-
tions. As long foretold, all the
spring and early summer will bring
disturbing influences.
Persons whose birthdate it Is.
should not speculate nor take any
serious risks during the coming
year, which will be successful.
The Washington herald., 1920-04-16
BLOND AS EVE.

BLOND AS EVE.
There are all sorts of blonds, but
apparently the blondest of all was
Eve. That at least is the notion
that has prevailed among Western
European nations. though undoubt-
edly TO the swarthy-skinned Turk
dent brunette.
Milton. who you might suppose
would know as much about Eve as
anyone, merely mentions the fact
in his Paradise Lost" that she had
unadorned golden trcsses. He does
not go into any detail as to the
exact shade of gold. the color of
her eyes or the hue OF her COM
plexion.> Undoubtedly we are eft
to surmise that she was as blond
as possible.
Balzac seems to have share this
notion of the blondness of Eve. In
describing Modesto Mignon he says:
Her most conspicuous feature was
her pale gold hair. which classed
her with women called, no doubt
in memory Of Eve. blonds celestes
(heavenly fair). whose sheeny skin
icohS ihC sim paper idiu ONNi NhS
flesh" Again. he speaks of Modesto
MiGnon's hair as light as Marabou
feathers. The eyes that went with
| this pale gold hair were OF gray
ish blue. as clear as those Of n
child. but Balzac does not tell us
whether or not these gray-blue
eyes were also those of Eve. How
ever this is the usual sort of eye
that goes with that very light gold
en- hair. so IL is to be presumed
that that Is the proper sort to as
cribe to Adams wife.
Balzac Is very fond of describing
pronounced blcnds.. though some of
his most interesting characters are
brunettes. He out-Eves Eve when
he describes his famous Beatrix,
said to be patterned after the Com
tesse D'Agoult, who wrote under
the name of Daniel Stern. who he
says was zone OF those fair women
by whom fair Eve would look like
negress. she was as white as a
holy wafer. her eyes pale aquama-
rine tinted. floating in the white,
white cornea unSer indolent lids"
He speaks of her exquisitely white
skin as being as delicate as the
silky lining of an egg-shelL"
1t Is a Characteristic OF French
folk and other continental people
as well that they want to know
the physical appearance of the char
actors In history and fable Of whom
The Washington herald., 1920-04-16
Is This Your Type? By n4$:s a::: &C.,: 51$So"'

they hear or read. They are not
willing to accept mere distractions,
and while the English Puritans who
settled in New England may have
been willing to read over and over
the Old Testament stories of Adam
and Eve. Solomon and the Queen
of Sheba without having any men
tai picture of them, the French or
Italian or Spaniard would be sure
to injuire concerning the appear
ance Of these characters. So, al
though written records tell us moth
ing as to the color Of thtir eyes
or hair, whether they were tall or
short. fat or lean, a traditional type
of appearance gradually circled
around each of these characters
Artists followed it usually and 1t
became as closely associated as il
we had conclusive proof of its cor
rectness. So 1t is that Eve is sup
POSED to be 4 very fair blond. and
from earliest times the Virgin Mary
has been thought of as a blue-eyed
maiden with light blond or fair
hair.
The Washington herald., 1920-04-16
Helene MarriedL Life y s::: *. :;.::;. szsssTlS

repeated, "a strange, wild, dis
traught creature, with murder in
her eyes"
Alice shivered.
Ugh. how terrible, Helene,
won't sleep in my bed tonight! Why
do we have to live in this benighted
spot? And my husband going of
tomorrow morning! oh, it's too
cruel"
She looked. ready to burst into
tears.
/ regretted my readiness to re-
count the tale to Alice. / might
have known that she would act this
way.
ITS too late 10 stop your hus-
band going We've got to make the
best OF it," I spoke prosaicallly.
Helene. well go up and stay in
town, just as soon as the young st.
Aubyns fellow is fit to be moved"
Alice's face set in determined lines.
She can be very obstinate. Il detest
the country. anyway. And this
shooting business puts the lid on
everything"
At this point her husband came
out to the hall. I thought he looked
shade more cheerful than he had
at dinner. Alice's return had evil
IDENTIFY pleased him.
There and then she rccounted the
whole tale to him.
And 1 don't think you'd better go
and leave u.s." she concluded.
Though the motive of the last re-
mark had been her own personal
safety. IL must have Sratified her
husband.
.;-l, - -htnf q
too late now. can't back out at
the eleventh hour" He patted her
on the shoulder. "I'll get the best
detectives down from Scotland Yard,
and Wen soon have this BolshevIs-
tic person on the mat. Don't wor-
ry!"
But il wasn't a Bolshevistic per-
SON." said Alice peevishly. I've my
own opinions on the subject" She
pursed her lips up in knowing
way.
Her husband looked first at Alice.
then ut me.
well. fire away" He turned to
her again.
You'd better ask Mr. Travis
Lloyd" said she. I'll bet he knows
who did the deed. And he won't
tell"
He won't tell? Why?" repeated
her husband. bewildered.
Alice smiled triumphantly.
Because he daren't" She spoke
slowly and cmphatically.
Alice, what do you mean"
Just what I say"
"He-daren't?'
She nodded.
'Helcne's assailant was a woman.
That's enough for me. l always
imag gfned there was n mystery about
this Travis Lloyd-a liaison of some
sort. Well, now I'm satisfied. 1t
was too bad that poor Helene should
be the scapegoat. thought
Her husbands jaw fell in an as
tonished way. He evidently has
some respect for Alice's conclusions.
You mean this-this woman-was
jealouS-Of Helene?'
Again she nodded.
Certainly she wasr'
And so she fired at her? 1t seems
too desperate a step"
Alice smiled at her husband with
little air of superior wisdom.
"'Hell holds no fury like a wom-
an scorned"" she quoted.
"But-but Alice" 1 cut in, this
The Washington herald., 1920-04-16

xCIII-The Telling OF the Old story
'I4i make good the loss to the
firm" said Gatewood. ..and the Du-
rands had better announce casually
that Jim has been ordered to South
America to represent us. The COM
pany will have to stand for it
thank God my position in 1t Is suf-
Gcientiy authoritativew
"You are good" Doris said softly.
They were sitting in the velvet
dusk of a summer night on the
uncovered veranda overlooking the
garden. Tho fragrance Of the Au-
gust lilies was waited up to them
on the' ghost of breeze and sill
very night moths futtered in the
white shower of the clematis that
wrcathed the trellis. Doris was a
slim shadow in the cushioned coz
ner of the swing and Gatewood
Iounged in a wicker chair opposite,
only the glow of his cigaret visible
through the darkness.
A silence fell between them, and
to Doris the night somehow recall
ed the other summer night when
Stewart had asked her to marry
him. She remembered the thrill of
it: her breathless surrender to his
mastery; her girlish belief that she
had found the romance that woald
be undying. At the thought she
laugLed softly, momentarily forget
ful of the man in the shadow.
What is amusing" he asked, his
cigaret, as he tossed ii away, de-
scribirg an arc of flame in the
dark ness.
Thoughts" Doris replied lightly.
II was recalling my great romance
and wondering how people can
change so much in the brief span
of one life"
Have you-changed?
Have changed?" echoed Doris
with sudden tenseness. Cant you
The Washington herald., 1920-04-16

Where are you going, Uncle Wig
gily?" asked Nurse Jane Fuzzy
Wuzzy one morning, as the musk
rat lady housekeeper saw the bunny
gentleman hopping over the fields
away from the Wibblewobble duck
house.
Of and on through the woods and
over the fields hoped Uncle Wig
gily, and pretty soon he came to a
little valley down in a green. grassy
meadow. And down in the meadow
Uncle Wiggily saw Jimmie Wibble-
wobble, the boy DUCK.
You'd better hurry on to school,
Jimmie, or you'll be late" called
Uncle Wiggily.
I'll go as soon as I pick a few
MORE" quacked Jimmie.
"a few what?" asked Uncle Wig
gily.
"Jump-ups." was the answer. I'm
picking jump-ups for the lady
mouse teacher"
HUM said Uncle wiggily to
himself. as he hoped on.
/ 1t did not take Uncle Wiggily
long to reach the hollow stump
school, and, as ne reached the door
he heard. from inside. some voices
saying:
Maybe he is coming now"'
Uncle Wiggily opened the door,
and hoped in and. as he did so. the
lady house spoke and said:
NO. it isn't"
isn't what? Isn't whc?" asked
the bunny in some surprise.
Isn't Jimmie che duck" went on
the lady mouse. Hes late this
morning. and when we heard some
one coming We thought surely it
was Jimmie
why, I saw Jimmie on his way
to school as I was coming here"
said Uncle wiggily. II stopped to
talk to Grandpa Goosey, and I sup
posed Jimmie would be here ahead
of me-"
Gathering jump-ups in the
meadow" answered Uncle Wiggily.
"Jump-ups" exclaimed the sur
prised lady mouse teacher. What
in the world
But. just then, another noise
sounded at the door.
perhaps this is Jimmiew said
Uncle Wiggily. but when he and the
lady:mouse and all the animal boys
and girls looked. there entered, not
nice Jimmie wibblewobble. the boy
duck. but the bad old Pips;sewah.
''Oh" screamed the lady mouse
and she covered her face with her
paws.
What do you want?' boldly de-
manded Uncle Wiggily.
your souse" just as boldly an
swered the bad creature. IL fol-
lowed you here to get your souse
and I'm going to have II. r."
And just then a rush of feet was
heard outside the hollow STUMP
school. Open flew the door and a
voice cried:
'T have 'em! have EN-! A whole
lot of 'em!"
4 And there was Jimmie wibble-
\ wobble. with something purple in
one webbed, foot. And he opened
the door so quickly, banging II
against the Pipsisewah. that the boy
duck upset the bad chap head over
heels in a peppersault, and when the
Pip fell on the fiooor he cried:
| "Oh. don't let him get me! Don't
let him get me. I'll be good!
won't take any of Uncle wiggily's
souseT and out of the window he
jumped. thinking II was a police.
man dog who had bumped him with
the door.
And II the water doesn't all run
from the bathtub just to go down
lcellnr and see what the coal bin il
tcryHg about, I'll tell you next OF
unle Wiggily and Lulu's tooth
-. a
The Washington herald., 1920-04-16
ance and Latest Fashions Of Interest to the Women Washington
Remodeling Wife By :ss sss::: ..::'., ::,''"

see? Do In any way resemble the
little fool you picked up in the road
one day with sprained ankleg"
1T was a very lovely girl that
found crying by the roadside four
years ago." he said softly.
"Well, she is dead" In spite of
herself. bitterness had crept into
Joris's voice. "She was killed with
words. angry words. critical words
that dashed and stung and stripped
from her every fiber of the per-
sona;ity that clothed her. For a
long time she went about bleeding
and sensitive, but now she is too
callous TO feel a hurt"
''Dorisv Gatewood had left his
chair and was coming toward her,
hts arms outstretched in the dark
ness.
Doris sprang to her feet shrink
ing against the trellis.
Forgive me-" she whispered, Il
did not mean to treat you to re-
citaI of my wrongs. ! forgot my
self for a moment. There are so
few people ! can talk to-and you
have always been so kind. l think
kindness unnerves me-forgive me
for being a wretched hostess" she
added, forcing a light laugh.
Gatewood was. close beside her in
the darkness.
Doris" he said huskily. Don't
put me off with a conventional
phrase Your confidence just now
has given me the courage TO say
what you know I've wanted TO say
all these years; / love you. Doris.
I've loved you since the day found
you lonely and frightened by the
roadside. watched you facing your
problem brayely and my heart has
ached and bIed for you. I've wanted
with every beat of my heart to COM
fort you and take the ordeal from
you. and 1 could have killed Stewart
Darlington with my bare hands time
and again for the agony he put you
to-
"Oh, you mustn't" cried Doris.
You mustn't say such things. They
are terribly. terribly wrong"
rs it wrong" he insisted. is il
wrong that / have given you the
deep enduring love of my life? Is
it wrong when j ask nothing from
you-eXcept the right TO help you
: if the time ever comes when YOU
! need it?"
{ Doris stretched out her hands TO
him impulsively. She felt that IT
! could not be she who was going
! through this scene; it was someone
else. some actress in a play. and she,
] Doris, was merely a spectator.
Gatewood grasped her hands in
1 both of his. and raising them,
| crushed them against his lips.
You know what ] want to say.
! Doris" he said unsteadily. You
| know that | want TO take you away
| from all this and give my life to
| making you happy. Will you prom
| Use me that if time ever comes when
| life with Darlington is unbearable,
you will send for me-
| With sense OF complete unreal
| ity. Doris gave her promise.
The Washington herald., 1920-04-16
Lxx1-AlIce,. coneIu.lon.


whats that?" cried. clutching
the arm of Travis Lloyd so vigor-
ously and so unexpectedly that we
almost skidded into the ditch. what
IS it?'
He righted the wheel with some
dexterity. and said:
TITS only a boulder OF rock-an
old landmark. Don't be frightened"
/ felt ashamed of my absurd dis
play of nerves. relapsed into ST.
lence for the rest OF the ride.
But thankful was 1 to see the
lights of Anstruther Lodge at last!
AS we whisked up the carriage
drive / told myself that though the
countryside might have its charms,
old London Town was safer after
all. 49,.
I hurried into the wide. comfort
able hall. There, to my surprise,
was Alice. no longer in the won
drous Lucille frock. but in a trim.
dark serge dress that looked i'm
mensely business-lilxe - therefore
unlike its wearer! She had come
home to help with. her husbands
packing.
Good gracious. Helene. where
have you been?" was that ladys
NOiCco
NY interference with her pleasure
still evidently rankled.
"Oh. Alice" I faltered. all my
poise gone from me, 'I-I've had an
awful time"
$50 l should think--splashing
around the country roads at night.
And all alone; Really. Helene. you
ought to be more careful"'
Alice's air of righteous condemna-
tion would have struck me as Iunny
at any other time. But 1 was in no
mood for humor.
'I wasn't alone. I was with Mr..
Travis Lloyd" I began.
That's worse and worse" inter
rupted Alice, still with that absurd
air of righteousness on her babyish,
petulant little face. Considering her
recent romantic session with Tony.
] thought the righteousness mis-
placed. But now was not the time
TO tell her so.
"I-there was an accident"
Good gracious ms, Tripped over
a tree-trunk. did you? Or fall head
long in Il puddIe?" Alice was appar-
emily in a mast? mood.
NO. was shot at" brusquely
said.
Alice gave a small affected scream.
She stared at me as though 1 were
out of my right mind.
"Shot at? Heavens, BY whom?"
by someone who was hiding by
the roadside. The bullet whizzed
across my shoulders. only scratch
ing me. But seC-the trench coat is
ripped open" / twisted round so
that she might note the damage.
WAS Mr.. Lloyd with you?" Alice
looked really scared.
/ told her the whole history, M
cluding the weird apparitiOn which
had appeared for a moment at the
window of the gamekeeper's cot
tage.
"Oh. Helene" Alice shuddered.
what a CHASTITY experience to un-
dergo. 1t would have killed me!
But why on earth didn't Travis
Lloyd dash out and catch the appa-
rition?"
THE gamekeeper told him that
he'd better not. That it wasn't safe
{ for him"
But you said IL was a woman"
Alice'S eyes were opened wide.
I'm positive it was a woman" I