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Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1921-04-30

BRUWN r Els,
Perhaps you may do well to
hearken to your father and
mothers advice. Their eyes can
see into the future a little far
Their than yours. If you have a
good home and happy in it, why
marry just now? You should
try to get all the pleasure and
good times "out of life" before
settling down to married life,
especially with man so handi-
capped as this young man seems
to be.
Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1921-04-30
"COPPER" KETTLES"

Albright copper kettles, sizes
from 4 to 50-gallon capacity, and
pure copper tubing. Write for
catalogue and full particulars.
CHARLES JARL
I1755 Leavenworth St., Omaha, Neb.
New-York tribune., 1921-10-09
A CHANGE OF HEART
By JEAN BERTHEROY
Translated by William L. Mcpherson

IS ONT You recognize me? Don't you
recognize me-"
~ mot at all,'' she answered.
New-York tribune., 1921-10-09

pleasure which one finds in contemplating a
harmonious human fsce--the chef 'ccuyre of
the created world.
She allowed her glance to meet Jacoucs'
without coquetry, without any provocative in
tentIon. He was conscious that she recalled
the past She had, in fact, recognized him cx-
actly as what he had been and as what he
had never ceased to be- And since he was
troubled more and more by the tranquil conf
dencc which she exhibited he ventured to ex-
press, under the form of bana compliment,
the thought which dominated him:
Gu have grown very beautiful. When you
were young girl you didn't seem to promise
to bloom out so magnificently"
She knew we'll that she was more beautiful
now and more desirable. The gances of otho,.
men had told her that In spite of the trials
She had passed through, nature, ALWAYS v;pi-
liant, had continued its work, and had brouoht
her TO THIS point of perfection. She said ;ndif
ferenty:
What shall do with my beauty now?
nave completely renouncod the desire to
please
was her sincerity beyond question? And
"ly then, did she wear that delicious hat
"hose shadow emphasized the golden tint Of
her halr; and that charming gown, which ac
centuatcd her graceful figure? jacques was
pIqued Nothing could hold him back now.
lie dashed down the perilous slope.
All IL you only would" he sueces,ed
ou arc free. SO am l. Perhaps happiness
IS near at hand for both of US
she looked at him steadily and said, after
brief silence:
10 you know that l once deeply in
love with YOU"
The young man started His expression
changed.
90, didn't know it, never had the ord;-
nary masculine faulty. II had susDectcd if
'vonne' Ab! Mon Dcu. But, you see. fate
has brought Us together again have come
back to you
ut IS useless" She said placidly. Il don't
icve you any more?"
WY 30? Why? Could | have lost favor
N your eyes? OK is 1t the memory Of an
othcr?"
i cant explain Il to you 1t isn't anv Of
the things you mention. But my heart has
changed That love is completely dead in ne
IL IS ar cold as corpse. ! tell you trulv
Jacques. ! couldn't lo9e YOU now"
lie turned vd
liow cou,d you be so cruel Don't ,,,. u,,.
derstand how rnuch | shall suffer afd how
unhappy snail be-
She turned q little pale, out Of pitv and
hmnan eylnpathy. But she remembered ,vha+
she, too, had suffered liz the days Of her ado
escence~-what she, too, had suffered from that
INST wound Of love, which tine had healed.
Zach in his tu1n." she said in low voice
New-York tribune., 1921-10-09

state of affairs which might have led to the
downfall of the whole Photographic scheme he->
not the management been crafty enough to
avoid color prints. Another grave neglect was
seen in the fact that not so much as one yard
of tullc was provided, in spite of the widely
known feminine persuasion that photograph
taken without several fathoms Of pillows of
tulle undulating around the neck and shoul-
ders is no photograph at all.
Small wonder then that the booths in the
were delivered the day following were the CEN
ters Of indignant femininity demanding sec
ond and third resittings, and insisting that
they never would go on record "as snapped
even in committing annals. The only solace
to the hearts Of the harasaed photographers
must have been the fact that babies ride free
Now the conductor who used to hurry by
Of a morning and evening with perfunctory
punch of ones ticket hats and bends on one
a glance, both kindly and quizzical. He seems
to be sitting desire to say to the coinmuter,
Gosh, is that really you?" or "I'm SO glad
you have recovered from the serious illness
from which YOU must have been suffering
when this photo was taken" And the COM
muters with their shining morning faces make
merry until the novelty of the thing wears off.
AS a matter Of fact, the photograph
mutation tickets are novelty at all, but are
as old as committing itself, which may trace
its lineage back to 1850, dim, distant days
New-York tribune., 1921-10-09
By FAIRFAX DOWNEY

graph Will be in order perhaps On the theory
that one alters sadly after year of COM
mutng
One did but enter the studio and one was
convinced that it was there for the Grass pur-
pose Of efficiency and not for art One came
to be photographed and one left "mugged.'
A large, deadly looking camera was leveled
directly at the subject and all hope was dis
missed that one might be eniiladed and taken
in profile, which so many commuters prefer
because it shows only half face nervous
glance showed the subject that he was super
imposed upon background of cheese cloth,
which is not too reassuring to one accustomed
to a pretty drop representing the Forest Of
Fontainebeau, the Old Yale Fence, or at the
very least Niagara Falls or the Boardwalk at
Atlantic City
The next move was made by the photoc-
rapher, who forced the subject to abandon
the attitude he had struck and advance near
cr, the camera apparently being of very short
range and the photographer at the lanyard
New-York tribune., 1921-10-09
RUNNING THE RUM RAPID
Continued from page one)

we have three separate offenses for each Of
which $500 fine may be assessed. If we
catch man with a load Of liquor, it is not SO
difficult to convict him on charges Of having
violated all three provisions of the enforce
ment act.
But what is fine of $500 to $500 to men
who make that much every few days? If you
were clearing from $25 900 to $4,000 yearly,
would you mind dropping from $500 to $500
in poker game once or twice year?
Hardly?"
However, it is only fair to state that the
price paid by the whisky ring is generally
higher than the fine and cost Of litigation in
case of conviction. The booze confiscatcd is a
dead loss, so is the fiivver or truck or touring
The law governing transportation of We
hcles across the line is extremely awkward
for the smugglers. Any person driving a
vehicle of any sort across the line must reg
lister bis vehicle with the customs authorities.
If he fails to do so and is caught, his vehicle
is conhscatcd. A few weeks ago Federal Off
GERS chased and caught New Yorker driving
a high priced car. He was returning from
Canada. The car contained no contraband and
the officers suspected that the driver had de-
posted his load of liquor in the woods along
the road. However, the car was seized. 1t
had not been registered when it entered or left
Canada. One OF these days the owner will
have an opportunity of buying back his car
at public auction
One OF the great obstacles of the revenue
officers, according to their own story, is the
failure of the Canadian authorities to COOP
crate in TIE conviction OF smugglers. In one
instance, was told. the conviction OF a man
charged with smuggling depended on the tes-
timony of a policeman in Province OF Quebec
city. The American authorities requested the
policeman to testify and the latter declared his
Willingness to do SO, bat was stopped by the
Mayor OF the Canadian town, who threatened
TO relieve the policeman Of his Job if he meddled
in the matter. 4
They arc sore as the very devil across the
berder' said the American customs officer
who told me this story, because of the ex-
change rate. Real estate operations on this
side Of the line have fallen off at least so per
cent because Of the exchange
You mentioned visiting little Canadian
town near your camp and having q bottle
CT ale in harroom over there. Did you
sec anything surreptitious about that saloon?
OF course not. And yet that place is q blind
pig. There blind pigs operating openly
in nearly every Canadian border town, and
tho Canadian authorities wink at tho law
violations They know these places will at
tract Americans who will spend their money
New-York tribune., 1921-10-09

sale of communication tickets had fallen off 25
per cent. Not that many devotees Of the
committing life had weakened and given up
IN the opinion Of the railroad, which was
prone to think that the lost sheep were black
ones and purchasers for the purpose of profit
In one town the record Of 119 commutation
tickets for one month had sunk to tifty-seven
the following, under Photographic conditions.
The difference at sixty rides to the ticket
figures up to a loss of So, ,631 .02 for that sta
tlon IN one month. According to present data,
about S640,O00 year was slipping away from
the railroad through the guile of passengers
who were not what they seemed but were
wolves in commuters clothing.
Hence came the insistence that a commuter
ard his ticket be not so easily parted that
the little book be more than inscribed with
name and punched for male and female The
art OF appearing incognito was doomed For
while it was trick at all to travel under an
assumed name, very few have any talent for
travelling under an assumed face
Thus it came about that studio was set up
III nook in the Grand Central Station, and
there one might obtain camera portrait
which, while it might not Go one entire Justice
yet was guaranteed to be a sufficiently close
likeness to enable the conductor to wise one.
he picture was pasted to ones ticket book
holder. there to do yeoman service as an iden-
tcaton for year, after which the railroad
lntmates that a new holder and new photo-
New-York tribune., 1921-10-09

~ "Not at all,' she answered.
And since they were not in a
salon, but in the big hall Of casino, which
anybody could enter b. paying fee, she
spoke rather resentfully.
He told her his name:
Jacques Martegne"
She gave little "Oh"' of surprise and
quickly extended her hand
"Are you aone?" ne asked.
''All alone"
He looked at her attentively Had the war
made her a widow, like SO many others?
Nevertheless, nothing in her dress or in her
face indicated recent bereavement. On the
contrary, he found her more beautiful more
charming, more elegant than ever before. Not
daring to question her further. he spoke Of
himself.
Have l changed much that you DIDN'T
recognize me? l have let my beard grow, it
is true And long stay in the Orient has
told on me. Five years out there count double
in mans life
Yes she said, give years out there and
three snce-that makes it eight years since
we have seen each other'
She smiled calmly. Yet she had passion
ately loved this Before marrying the
soldier who had fallen she had dreamed Of
marrying jacques Martcgne. Bat he hadn't
seemed to share her sentiments. Perhaps he
had never suspected them. To-day he an
peared to be more upset than she was by shis
unexpected meeting. He gave her a curiously
eager look
silence fell between them-one Of those
sliences in which souls meet and often dis
cover more than they could with the aid Of
words. Then Yvonnc Raveaux resumed.
Are you surprised 20 find me in place like
this after my widowhood? But wasn't made
Tor solitude. After spending many months in
! retirement, | decided to seek distraction
came here to pass the winter 70 enjoy thc sun
snine, the blue sea, the spectacle Of men and
women who know how to throw off the burdens
Of life
Il am almost in the same state Of mind a.
you" ne answcred. "Not that | am in mourn
'ng--except for my lost illusions | have seer
% much suffering and grief around ME. The
cup is full. SO | came, also 10 ths delightful
spot with the ;dea Of relieving and refreshing
my spirit"
Nov they understocd each other Without
embarrassment they exchanged seni-conG-
dences. Yvonne rediscovcred in jacques
handsome face characteristics which she had
long forgotten--hix eyes Of blue 80 deep thai
tacy sometimes seemed black; his straight
Latin noee, his fine lips, hslT concealed by his
beard. but revealed by melancholy smile
'bess features, howsvsr, didn't inspire her
MA ar o6asr 1aailns than the innocsni
New-York tribune., 1921-10-09
PRODIGAL DAUGHTERS
BY GRACIA POPE WOOD

herself. She was fast becoming an old maid,
and some day would either find herself SNUG
and satisfied or wckedly unhappy and bitter.
SO she announced to her unsuspecting parents
that She was going to sell the little house
whose rent had been hers since high school
days and take the money it would bring and
strike out for New York. She wouldn't sell
the bonds her father had given her when she
was twenty-one, but she would arrange to
borrow money on them if worst came to worst.
Her mother wept and called her hcartless and
her father asked if she would like a new
roadster of her own.
"You don't understand' she said. And they
didn't. Her father threatened, advised, plead
ed. 1t only delayed things little bit.
She arrived one day and soon after began
search for a small, inexpensive apartment.
The first requirement was easily met the sec
ond finally ignored Then she devoted herself
to secondhand stores, small shops and paint
until the place bloomed in just such harmonies
of color as she had dreamed of but never
dared perpetratc her fathers respectable,
wide-awninged house
Next she found herself 4 job or began to
study the art toward which she leaned. She
felt a and thrilling independence. AS an
example Of it she learned to smoke cigarettes.
Not that she liked them especially, but because
they were so forbidden in Galesburg or Daven-
port or Topeka. Hcr parents would have been
willing for her to throw bricks at the min
lstcr as he passed on his way to visit the sick
for the neighbors to see her light vile
cigarette. She riotcd in shows and concerts
and art exhibits and made new and fascinat-
ing friends. She ate in funny little tea rooms
and gardens and at any and all hours. She
rode the buses and she discovered China
town and Washington Square.
To-day this prodigal daughter studies her
bank account and hopes that people are right
who say things will pick up this fall. She
writes her parents out West or down South
or whore you will, the same gay, impersonaI
letters, and they still refuse to believe she is
serious about life and career of her own.
She looks at the windows full Of new fall
hats with yearning in her heart, and wonders
if will ever be hers. The meals on the
gate-legged table are becoming less and less
festive One by one luxures are dispensed
with as the cleaning woman. She has made
out budget which she follows carefully 1t
seems to her so humiating and petty to have
to consider even a nickel. And she is really
thrilled when she has an invitation to dinner.
AT home food had seemed to her to come as
naturally and simply as air or water
She longs for becfstcak, and remembers
New-York tribune., 1921-10-09

T%HE prodigal son sat down, you remem-
ber, and meditated on the comforts of
IA home. He didn't like his board and
room and he was tired of the grunting
herd it was his duty to feed. He decided he
didn't want career, after all, and that per-
haps it wouldn't be such bad thing to go
back home and take a place in his fathers
store. Moreover, he had seen a good deal
Of the world, and it wasn't as thrilling as the
travel articles had led him to believe So he
clothes and said: "I'll give the old man
chance, anyhow
The outcome better than he had dared
hope. His father was a good sport about it
all, and instead of saying Back, ! sect And
what do you want here?" he came to meet him
and stopped on the way home and said, "Pick
out suit and a new scarfpin, and hurry up.
for mother will be waiting dinner" That was
the most festive meal he had seen in many
long day.
But to-day it is the prodigal daughter who
is sitting down and having some of the same
thoughts that came into the mind OF that we'll
known son so many centuries ago. And it is
her story that should be told.
You all know her kind, if you aren't one
yourself. Most Of these prodgas in New
York live in little apartments, three rooms
the fifth floor, with another of their kind.
Such rooms are equipped with gayly draped
couches, many pillows, tables that can be
stretched out at meal time, brass candlestcks
holding candles that match the draperies,
parchment shaded lamp, some colorful pic
lures and tea set of blue or rose or yellow
electric iron, substantial ironing board
and several ASH trays, typewriter, easel or
piano.
Here she lives happily, if she has a moder-
ately good job or is learning to write or paint
Or sing or play. But many a one has no good
job this summer and many another one is
getting wabby knees about her art and Won
derng if she can DO it after all. And it is
about such we telling this story.
This is the way it happened in most eases
After She was graduated from boarding school
college or both everybody said:
GLOW nice it will be for MI and Mrs So
and-So to have Mabel with them again Those
two people alone III that great big house. 1t
can't help but be loncsome Mabel will bring
new life to it, and after they have done 50
much for her she will be so glad to be a com
fort to Them
Yes, yes. So Mabel came home per every
bodys schedule. She went to bridge par
New-York tribune., 1921-10-09

when the far reaches of White Plains and
Paterson might be used rs a base bv ths
hardy worker in the great city. The doughty
commuters Of those days who thought nothing
of a three or four hour jaunt each way wcrs
listed and billed through like freight. Their
pictures were on their tickets, and until he
got to know them the conductor would pass
among the little group huddled down at one
end of the car around the coal stove and care
fully scrutinize their features under tn,
Pickering light Of the sperm oil lamp.
An old time communication ticket, excavated
from files, shows that not only was photo
graph demanded, but information as to
height, age, form, complexion, hair and eyes.
On that bit Of research antiquarians base
their theory that no women commuted in
those days.
In comparison, the demand of the New York
Central to-day is mild. If any criticism may
be made, it is that the scheme has not been
allowed to become enterprising enough WHY
rot extend it to the family trip ticket? Think
Of the wonderful group photos that would re-
suit. And why would it not be possible to
print the photo-commuting ticket on one side
of postal card, so that at the end of month
of use it might be mailed to some friend as
souvenir, with some such appropriate senti-
ment as "Greetings from New Hamburg?
And why, after all, just picture? Why not
q moving picture? That ought to be the best
way to take a commuter.
New-York tribune., 1921-10-09

TNHoUsANDs of commuters who live in
the country for the joys of nature have
A been looking attentively at the birdie
in Grand Central Station lately. The
igurative birdie has peeped, the commuters
have Cooked pleasant Or as pleasant as COM
mutcrs can-the camera has snapped and after
due developments communication ticket books
have been provided with unhandsome photo
graphic illustrations. Besides these frontis
pieces, which may be accompanied by the auto
graph of the author, these popular little books
of moderate price now are bound in leather
and carry simple little foreword by the
New York Central Railroad. The present edi-
tion is dedicated to the month of October.
The measure raising the commuter to the
dignity of European traveller with a pass
port or the pilot of motor car was determined
upon by the railroad to verify certain sus-
plclons, long lurking, that some of their
dlurnal passengers every now and then would
travel under dual personality or perhaps one
of their alter egos; that the non-transferable
tickets were become little courteses IN he OK
changed between friends or commodities to
be bootlegged around stations at cut rates
under the regular tickets
AS proof that its suspicious had not been
entirely unfounded the railroad offered fg-
ures compiled from records of branches On
which the photograph feature had been in
effect for a month, with the result that the
New-York tribune., 1921-10-09

for ale and beer. There is very little boozs
sold in these border blind pigs. The Canadian
authorities don't mind how much stuff is
smuggled across the border, so long as il
means that good American dollars are left
in Canada. | can hardly blame them either
for being over the exchange
If there were any inclination for co-opera-
ton with the American Federal authorities
across the border the Canadians could make
the storing of huge quantities OF liquor in
the border towns difficult, and smuggling in
great quantities could be stopped But there
is no such cooperation.
An Orleans County judge, whose law firm
IN Newport has defended good many snug
glers, declares there is far more drunkenness
in that quiet New England city than before
prohibition, and with booze flowing so plen-
tifully across the line any community within
a few miles of the border can get all the
hooch it wants. l know l could have had
all the liquid refreshments could buy
through the accommodation of various affa-
ble gentlemen who were not engaged il
smuggling, but knew ''where YOU could ret
all the booze you want" But my own per-
sonal case was bit different. ] was an ex-
ception. | was probably the only resident of
the United States who could buy and CON
sumo all the booze l could hold without even
scratching the Eighteenth Amendment or the
Volstead act. My cottage straddles the boun-
dary line Three-fourths of it is in the United
States and onefourth in Canada
The kitchen is in the United States, strictly
prohibition territory; the icebox is in Canada
to be exact, for we like to be exact in such
matters, two feet and seven inches north Of
the line ! always sat at the north end Of the
dining room table, where | could sip a bottle
of Black Horse ale with every meal The lady
across the table was in the United States, Jug
Cling glass OF Adams ale. 1t seemed an
ideal arrangement. don't believe allowing
women to drink anything stronger than tea or
coffee. The Eighteenth Amendment is a bless
ing fer at least one -half-the better half-of
our population.
Our cottage is perchcd on a rocky ledge,
right over the waters Of Lake Memphremagog,
commanding wonderful view Of that pictur-
esque body cf water, with It's charming little
islands and the ridge of hills and mountains
west Of tie lake. That view across the lake
is always lovely, and on clear. cool mornings
it is arrcsting. You can sit still for hours
gazing at the cameo clear picture-thc low
hills rising toward the north with their pat
terms of open green fields and pastures. hedgcd
by the deeper green of the forest. It would
be hard to imagine a more peaceful landscape
but winding in and out of the woods along the
checks Of these green mountains you spy
toy train putting along, and you are reminded
that aboard this international conveyance are,
in all probability. two or more prosperous
Gentlemen-whcesale buyers Of hooch--fss
mer Broadway saloon bounccrs, ex-thuga,
probably ex-convicts, engaged nt present IN
defying the law.
They are our international comedisnsl