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The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17
ALLEGED FoRGER HELD.

HUNTSVILLE, Ala, Feb. H.. tspl)--
]. 7. Gray, who claims TO be from
Cullman. Is under arrest here on a
charge Of Issuing worthless checks here.
The checks which Aggregate a large
sum, were issued on q Gadsden bank,
which has turned them all down, eX-
planning that Gray deposited a large
check there several days ago and
opened an account, but tho deposited
check was not honored.
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17
PUBLISHER DEAD.

CHICAGO, Feb. 17.-Winiam Bradley
Southwell, 81, president and publisher
OF the Burlington Uowa) Hawkeye.
died here last night following an op-
Grafton Sunday.
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17

LUVERNE, Ala.-Mat W. NJ. Weston
was painfully injured and a woman had
q narrow escape from dean when the
Beard hotel was burned here With a
loss Of $15, 900,
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17

LINCOLN, Neb.-Voters' petitions TO
place the name Of William @. Webster
Of New York, on the Republican presi-
Genital primary preference ballot for
vice-presldent Aprii -, have been filed
here.
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17

CHICAGu-CongresSnan William b,
MCKINLEY Of Champagne, Ill.,, has an
nounced his candidacy for the Repub-
iican nomination for United States
senator from Illinois,
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17
TELEGRAPH BRIEFS

RoME-An official decree has been
issued r%atifying the peace treaty with
Bulgaria.
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17

PARASITIC sale Of national defense
bonds and treasury notes in the month
OF January amounted to 1885, 600, 900
francs.
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17

MIAMI, Fa,-Henry Watteyscn. for
ner editor Of the Louisville Courier
Journal celebrated his s0th birthday
here Monday quictIN-
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17

FOR THAT Chilly YELLING
TAXI Groves TsstSsss IT'LL Tonic Il wsrna
the Body ~ Purifying and Ennchine The Blood
You can SION feel It's strennhenins InvisorAtns
EffeCt pWca Soc al
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17

WASHINGTON Seven thousand Ar
mcnians have be9n maSsacrtd i'm Cilicia
In a new attack by Muslafa kemals.
Turkish and Kurdish troops, which Is
still in progress, according g. word
reaching here.
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17

COLUMBUS, Ga,-Central Of Georgia
Passenger train No. l. ran INTO an open
switch at Eufaula, Ala, shaking up and
a leg OF Engineer i. q. Harvey.
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17
EFT 1T.

When you want Il, that's what my no red,tape, reference or investigation
credit accommodation enables you to do. Mlars Readyto-Wear Millinery
and Fur shop, ~ South Main ST. Dress the right way. to az your per.
sonanD, not your purse, carry only the higher urade, one-of.a-knd
suits, Goats Dresses, Frs, Hats, Waists, Skirts. Bonds and stamps
taken a. fun value.
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17

NEW YORK. - Miss Adella Belle
Beard 90. founder and corresponding
secretary Of the Girl PIoacers Of Amer
ica, Is dead at her home in Flushing,
N r., 0f heart disease.
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17

TINE truly noiseless Bed is
l. the Simmons Metal Bed
built for sleep.
Just as the truly Atep-indut-
ing Springs are the Simmons
Springs-fne resilient springs
that invite the body to relax.
Years ago Simmons Company
established the principle of Beds
and Springs built for sleep,
1t is today the largest maker
of fine Metal Beds and Springs
in the world.
1t is a specialist in 7win Beds
"a pioneer in that fine modern
The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-02-17

WHEN a man finds himself up against more than he
w can do, his solution may be shorter hours instead
of longer-mOre sleep instead of less.
There is no greater help to good work, and keen
enjoyment in doing it, than plenty of that deep, sound
sleep that wakes a man up feeling alive all over.
When a man finds that he is not sleeping properly, he
should look to his bed. No one can sleep soundly un-
less his bed is noiseless and steady.
Norwich bulletin., 1920-01-09
How He Helped Matters Along


 You met Miss Betty Galloway last night, didn't you?" he began laziiy, Charming girl! I don't mind telling you" here he leaned confidently to- ward herr want Don to marry her. Truth of the matter is-I have reason to believe that they are already en- gagged"
 "Indeedi'' said Naneen looking the old man steadily ins the eye. She felt the blood flame into her face. Her employer was taking care. to see that she read the "No poachingp sign on his handsome son. She made few agree able remarks, touched on the weather, the beauty of the meadows seen from the breakfast room window, and com mented with rare good judgment on his prize stock that she had noticed the day before when she came down. Then she excused herself and went swinging off down a gravel path be- tween rows of early tulips. To her surprise, she encountered. Bob May field at the end of the path.
 I've been here watching for you for an hour. You certainly made hit with me last night" He caught her
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Rv Amer Anthony

TT. cant listen" She jumped up and turned quickly from him only to encounter his father, who had planted himself squarely in the way.
 Whats this?" Re demanded.
 She doesn't-care," said Don.
 Naneen could not endure the pain fn his voice so she looked up at him, her eyes blurred with tears. Your father told me that you were engaged to Bet ty Galloway
 Why, Dad, yo-you|
 The senior Munsen took a very small, cold hand and patted it as he placed 1t in his sons hand, eagerly stretched out to clasp it. You see," he explained, T wanted to help Don along-you've never even appeared to notice him in the office and so l thought, perhaps, you would think better of him if some other girl seem cd to want him."
 Naneen smiled radiantly at him. Why, I suppose every girl wants Don," she said with the world old conceit of the species over the male who happens to pause when ke passes her way.
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He Made It Binding Contract

further explained, to Fossett's glee, that she was the rival of any "per-fes= sional singer on the stage" He re- tired reluctantly, and Miss Fannie Thompson appeared. Fossett, expect antly awaiting Silver Threads Among the Gold" by a limpid soprano of doubtful age, sat up with start.
 Great guns!" he whispered, hoarse- ly, to Forrest, "but she's a winner?" Forrest, however, made no answer, for as the orchestra swung into the opening strains of a late popular hit, and the girl started to sing. he sat as if dazed. Where in the name of Heaven did that girl come from? such personality, and such winsome vivaci- ty! At the conclusion of her act, For rest, silently and dreamily, grasped Fossett's arm and led him to the street. Once outside, Forrest turned to Eos sett with look of wonder.
 Man alive!" he cried, "that girls a knockout. Why, she'll fill the Olym- pia to standin'-room, She's a find,
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By Phil Moore

pered to her that he would probably be in town a week, and drew for him- self an invitation to dine the following evening. Once outside. Forrest shook his head dejectedly.
 "It's durn shame!" he complained Shed be great card Well I gueas we'll go back tonight without her.
 There, there" soothed Pete. don't give up. Look here, I'm going to stay here while longer. Maybe I can land her"
 A week later Forrest received the following telegram:
 Thompson is coming with me to- morrow. Bill her with Fossett, Dugan and Bates. PETE"
 Forests brow wrinkled. It would be a great fzzle to bill her up in the papers and then have her desert him So he shot back another wire to Eos sett: Are you sure shelf stick?"
 The answer was brief, but convinc- ing: "she ought to. She promised me before a preacher"
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 posed Mabel Needham, the woman is always to, blame. You are narrow minded. Tony"
 well, a woman can do whatever she pleases with man, and you know it, said Tony. warmly.
 There ss enc thing that I do know. If every woman knew man like you there would be more old maids like am In the world and fewer unhappy married women"
 You're not an old maid" argued Tony. You're just the right age. old enough to have some sense"
 "If you two are not careful, we will be buying your wedding presents with in a year." said the pretty, generous young widow, who had made her home among them for three years.
 Tony grinned eheerfully at her. You can say the incest things, Mrs. Wal lace. If it were not for Mabel now, I would propose to you" He winked openly at Ned Blanchard, for the young engineer had evidently fallen in love with Lenore Wallace on sight.
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arm and turned toward little knoll beyond which an orchard offered a paradise of drifting loom.
 Naneen breathed deeply and threw out her arms in a gesture of happy abandon. To her astonishment, Bob Mayfeid put an arm around her care lessly. Come on, you pretty thing. !" he drawied quietly, I'm going to kiss you, You've got me going"
 Naneen was quick as a flash. A business girl knows well enough how to protect herself without making a scene. When she had told young May field, who was millionaire's son and therefore considered himself a priyi- leged character, just what she thought of him and his kind. she whirled blind ly into the orchard There she found an old seat built around a gnarled ap- pie tree and she dropped down on it, her knees trembling so that she was glad to rest for minute.
 You ran away from me, didn't yeu2" Don Munsen sat down beside her. Then soberly. q heard every word you said to Mayfield I wanted to thrash him within an inch of his
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Fires That Have Burned Out


 She turned to him, her face wan in tEe. moonlight For three years I have smiled at the world, new world into which I forced myself, far from tbe scenes of nay one time happiness. But through it all my heart has been maimed and crushed. like bird with broken wings that struggles valiantly, yet vainly, to fly again. To forget is impossible. Someone has wisely said that man disappointed in love locks that room in his heart dear to the old leye and throws away the key. but a woman brushes the cobwebs from the door and returns again and again, to dream the old dreams"
 T love you, Lenore,' he. said, lifting her hand to his lips q love you I swear that I will live to make you happy"
 "You!" she cried accusingly. "Yeu, who took my happiness away! Oh, the irony of life, that you should come to me, after all these years and say, T love you Why Ned, you don't know what love means"
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' Warm eneagh?s he asked, sitting down beside her. Somewhat clumsily he pulled the armine stole she wore closer around her bare shoulders
 She did not answer him. Her eyes were on the flowers around her, flow CTS whose fragrant petals were drift ing down at, every little breeze that rippled over the garden. q am in love with you. You know you must have seen"
 ""Dont!" she exclaimed wearily. Then, after pause. Each of us has the capacity for one great passion in life. When that has been dissipateG, there is nothing left but the ashes of a burned out fire When they were in nocently discussing divorce at the ta- hle tonight, wanted to cry out, How can you argue questions of which you know nothing. I have been through the mill. There are scars burned in- to my flesh"
 "Tell me-" whispered Ned Planch- ard, tell ne. did you love as deeply as that?"
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She treated him as she did all other men. She was pleasantly agreeable, nothing more. Only her hestessAt the dinner table knew that she was not a real widow, merely the otfen abused divorced woman" who had taken her maiden name
 When dinner was. over and the. men lingering for while over their liquors and cigars had finally gone in search of the women, Ned Blanchard looked vainly around the drawing room for Lenore Wallace. A French window opened on the terrace and through it he caught sight of white gown fiut- tering outside.
 Before him stretched 3 flower gar den where delicately tinted cosmos, dahlias and late roses still courage ously Haunted their blossoms, although there was hint of early frost in the air. He followed Lenore down 8 winding gravel path to stone bench before a fountain where the falling water dropped like sparkling jewels in the moonlight.
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life, but if he has an ounce of gray. matter, he won't need anything but telegram calling him away from here today. You're very wonderful girl to me- Naneen."
 If there is one thing that hurts a girl more than anything else in life, it is to have the man with whom she is in love and who is estensibly not for her, compliment her. For two years, every time Don Munsen had entered his fathers private office. Ma neen had felt that all of the blood in her body was beating in her small ears. Every time she had heard him call some girl~over the telephone to make engagements, she had wanted to scream, but instead, because she was a clever girl who always used her head, she had never by the fickering of an eyelid let him know what he mattered to her any more than the old janitor. One day. just a week or two before the house party, he. had brought her bunch of. violets. She had been so overwhelmed, so utterly
 hapy that she was almost speeches., but she had been able to thank him
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themselves on the open balcony of the clubhouse, "how in the world did you come to choose little Myra McKean when there were so many other girls at your heels?"
 "seriously?" asked Henry as he reached for his high ball on the wick CT tray at the side of the big easy chair he was slouching into. 2
 Why, yes-was there really req son deeper than the lure of her pret- ty brown curls and big violet eyes?"
 Indeed there was,'' Henry said de- cidedly. You've always known my pet ideas of heredity. haven't you?'
 Well, that's it. You see, believe that environment plays no part what soever with human being. It's all in the blood. Laury, and although all the other girls I know were perfect la dies with charming manners, some
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aloud, "so glad it's the real thing. 1 had my doubts. I must get to him al once"
 Mrs. McKean cornered Henry in an alcoVe of the reception room just aft. CT they had received the guests in due formality.
 Henry, my son" she said softly, . light of affection in her eyes, it isn'A so at all. She is our baby-little My Ia. was just testing you to find out how much you really did love her. Willard had told me your ideas of life. and I experimented on your love with the acid test. Will you forgive mes she asked sweetly.
 And Henry, taking her soft, smooth face between his hands, kissed her reverently.
 But wait till get Willard" {" he grinned, rushing off in his direction.
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~\HERE are few legitimats req
 sons for divorce, according to
 my way of thinking" said Natalie Thurston, failing to see her hostess signal to. steer the conserya- ton into less dangerous channels. If married people keep their heads. there is always. a possible solution of any human problem. Do you agree, MT Planchard?" she asked the brilliantly successful civil engineer, who had re- gently undertaken big piece of ccn= structicn work near the city
 ~Divorce is very debatable sub ;sc;." he answered, enigmaticaIly.
 sgn . great many cases divorce is caused by the 1ckIeness of women, !" said Tony Mcclure "They are rest less. They want new emotions. Why, even old mother Eve left father Adam to listen to ths wfIes of the devil, , laughed Tony T am bahelcor be- cause I am afraid that I am not clever enough to hold the slippery affection of any lady fair"
 Judging by your remarks" inter
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playing bridge. with Myra in the great drawing room of the McKean mansion, Mrs. Mckean called Henry aside on some pretext or other and escorted him to her private reom. N&.
 Henry" she began little solemn ly. T have something to tell you be- fore you marry Myra. I think, now that you are about to become her hus- band and will hold her future in your hands. you ought to know that she is not our child" es
 Henry's face went a ghastly white. Mrs. McKean noted it, but continued: "She was left on our front step twen- ty years ago. little bundle of pink life, and we took her in and raised her as our own" Mrs. McKean arose as though her confession was over, much to her relief. Henry walked si- lently out of the room just behind Mrs.
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the rubes a bit" He rose, yawned loudly and amhled into the lobby. Packing over to the cigar stand. where Forrest was critically hunting for a familiar smoke, he deliberately divert ed the attention of the young girl from Forrest.
 Miss, where's any excitement?" ,he asked, leaning over the case with a friendly smile
 q beg your. pardon" she replied, in nocently. What do you mean?"
 Just this,," he persisted. This gentleman here has sentenced me to another days exile from my native heath, which is a broad concrete thor, oughfare spoken of often as Broadway. wish to keep. the sunny smile and amuse myself. So the best little thing you can do for this tired business man, which is me, is to tell me where I can be amused tonight. Me and my rural friend. Mir. Forrest, here"
 Forrest, having dined- luxuriously over the first chemically pure fried
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away
 Five minutes later they were in the jostling holiday -bedecked throng in front of the church. Neither was recognized, for Fossett's makeup the night before had laborately concealed his features, while Forrest was only the manager, and therefore not previ- ously in evidence. They ensconced themselves comfortably in two seats well front, and managed to take a snickering interest in the first part of the program, similar as it was, in ey- cry respect, to the average of it's kind. Then the Sunday-chool supeFinten- dent, an important little man with in- pressive "sideboards" and off1ciously acting as stage manager, call-boy, stage carpenter, electrician and stage hand. authoritatiyely assumed unto himself the additional splendor of an nouncing that "the next feature (accen- tuatng the last eyllable) on our pro gram will be Miss Fannie Thompson. of whom we are all so proud" He
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By Elsie Endicott


 He caught her in his arms and held her head against his throbbing heart. q have been utterly miserable every minute since I let you go, Lenore. We were young, foolish, inexperienced-" me then. Now that you have achieved success, gratifed your ambition, reached your goal"
 1o1 eI!I IaoG IT eosid ou pau noA. T agonized for 3 fading crown he told her sadly T wanted to work work for you, of. course, and you thought that I neglected you for a whiIl. a mere selfish purpose to ad- vance myself in my profession. Girl, dear" he lapsed into old loEer-like en- dearments, when a man finds the one woman, he longs to succeed to lay his laurels at her feet. We quarrelled about it once Let's begin all over again! Success is nothing, life is noth- ing-without you!%
 He released her abruptly and leaned forward, head in his hands. The ar rogant, selfshly important boy she had loved was gone. A man, sadly
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chicken he'd had for a year, and feel ing in a good humor, chuckled. The girl, however. felt 8 little nettled over Fossett's manner, feeling ill some in- stinctively way that he was "joshing' her. q don't know whether it would interest you or not" she replied with icy sweetness, but there's little en- tertainment down at the Baptist Church tonight. Even you might en- joy it."
 Fossett winced, while Forrest gave him a sharp dig in the midrib.
 Score one for the little lady" shouted Forrest She's called you, Pete"
 Fossett grinned sheepishly.
 T guess you're right" he admitted, with laugh. Buy yourself that big box of chocolates and charge it to me, little girl. I'm stung.
 Come on, Pete" urged Forrest. Let's take in the big show. Let's go now and get front seat" And he grasped Fossett's arm and led him
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By Joella Johnson

McKean like a body whose soul had flown.
 Then the next morning Henry arose. He was a new man with new light in his eyes. He went to Mrs. McKean and told her Myra's birth made no diff ference to him whatever. T love her beyond worldly interference, and, although nay plan has always been a, little ditferent-loye knows no law and MyFG shall be my wife just the same" ' r s.. s4t< f'#
 A few. weeks later, just as the last strains of the wedding march died down and the nultitudes of people be- gan to crowd out of the door of the church after the bride was fitted away in a palatial car to the McKean home, Mrs. McKean: leaned back into the cushions Of her coupe. and laughed merrily.s .seSesssladig< she said half
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I'm going to book heE up.
 Wake up, you're asleep" ridiculed Fessett. "Why, there ain't chance of you eeaxing her away from here But I've got to hand it to you, she's a wonder. And pretty, we'll think I'll stay over while.
 The next morning Forrest got the address of Miss Thompson from the cigar clerk, and, accompanied by Eos sett, who had been impatiently trying to get the manager started for up wards of two hours, they departed for the Thompson home.
 They were graeieusly received, but their proposition met with a decided chill. Playactin: asserted Mother Thompson, was all right in it's place, but she didn't want her girl to be. an actress. They coaxed and pleaded. but to no avail Fossett, however, by his power of persuasion, and helped by his really likable self, that Fannie wasn't long'in finding out, gained in her a possible ally to their plans. He whis-
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wise and utterly lonely, was there iA his place. Motherhood, long denieds stirred ia her heart, the heart that she had scheeled herself to believe could hold only the dust of her youthful dreams
 "Of, course" he said in a tone that brought lump to her throat and mist of tears to blur her eyes. T can't expect yeu to come back to he. have made what the world calls success, but it is gall and wormwood without you.
 And if I come back to you?" she whispered breathlessly.
 The sweet humility in the eyes he lifted, the gentIeness in his touch as he held her in his arms again, told more eloquently than words how much. he really loved her. Your little world will claim you. Tony Mcclure sa9 that half the men here are in love with you" he began jealously. Can mako you happy?"
 "A bird whose wings have been broken never tries to fly high nor fa1, Ned, dear" she said softly.
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perfunctorily and to keep right on typing, as if her salary depended on getting that sheet through the ma chine with all speed. She had known that she was playing with fire when she accepted an invitation to his home, but when girl is just twentyztwo, pretty, in love, and the year is at the spring-what can one expect even if she is clever enough to always use her head
 Isn't 1t lovely here" she asked quite composedly, veering the conver- sation away from the unpleasant epi- sode. "the sunshine on the apple trees, the birds darting in and out-we are very far from the office today, aren't we?"
 T wanted to kick Mayfeld for put ting his arm around you a while ago. but if you don't turn here and let me tell you how much I love you"
 A bird seemed to be singing in her heart. Naneen's breath came fast, un- evenly-then memory stabbed her feeting happiness with recollection of her employers statement at breakfast about Betty Galloway.