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The Columbus dispatch., 1921-09-04
SCHOOL CHILDREN

Get your satchel, basket, and suit or
dress and hat at Simon Loeb & Bro.
The Columbus dispatch., 1921-09-04

FOR RENT-Upstairs apartment
with water. Phone 800. 1906 Third
Avenue North. S-14-1m.
The Columbus dispatch., 1921-09-04

IS A SMART GIRL ia,,
Always prefers a dress from Simon
Loeb & Bro.
The Columbus dispatch., 1921-09-04
Labor Day

The bank spells opportuni-
ty for the worker. 1t is that
agency by which the worker be-
comes an employer. This bank
welcomes the patronage of
workers.
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Read the Dispatch Want Ads
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Reading Wyhery Hollow Approach

exhilarated from his leave-taking
with Strelsa. An almost impercep-
tible fragrance seemed to accom-
pany him, freshening the air around
him in the shabby streets of Ascalon:
the heat-cursed city grew cooler.
sweeter for her memory.
Through the avenues lamp-lit
dusk passed the pale ghosts Of Gath
and the phantoms OF the Philistines,
and he thought their shadowy forms
moved less YEARLY; and that strange
faces looked less wanly at him as
they grew out of the night-"clothed
In scarlet and ornaments Of gold
and dissolved again into darkness.
Still thrilled, almost buoyant. he
walked on. passing the high.piled
masonry Of the branch post office
and the Central Palace on his left.
Against high stars the twin power
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What on earth is going on In
side?" he asked. bewildered.
You told me over the telephone
that Karl Westguarrd might have
the gallery for this evening"" said
the Englishman calmly. 80 I let
him have it."
What did he want OF it?" Who
has he got in there?" demanded
Quarren as another ripple of ap-
plause sounded from within.
Dankmere thought a moment:
II really don't know the audience,
Quarren-they're not a very fra
grant lot"
what audience? Who are
they?"
you Americans would call them
a tough.looking bunch-except
Westguard and Blocker De Groot
and Mrs. Caldera"-
"Cyrrille Caldera and De Groot!
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FOR LOVE By Ruby Ruby M
Ayres

> that after an It had not been only
Eva who had suffered.
He walked over to the sideboard
and mechanically mixed a couple Of
WHISTLES. He brought them back to
the table and gave Philip a little
shake.
"Here-buck up" he said with
rough kindness. II can't help you
till know what's happened :"
Philip raised his head.
Shes gone We-she
Oh. was a brute. She never an
swered me when but knew
could see II in her eyes-all through
that COMPOUNDED dinner. She
looked like death, and then :"
well, the thing is to find her.
You say she left for New York. You
are sure-sure?" Calligan's voice
was wrung with anxiety.
"Yes-as sure as l. can be-"
Philip got to his feet. He looked
like a man on the verge Of q bad
breakdown. Peters outside-I
brought him up in the car
Calligan left the room and came
back a second later with his over
coat.
I'm ready" he said. "She may
have gone to your apartments"
''No-no,\Sse won't have done
that"
Go Be Continued Tomorrow
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WHEN A GIRL MARRIES


; news of Dick West-Dicky Boy.
mean," I said sarcastically. But
was thinking of your friend Dick
so his name came naturally to my
lips. Where is hep
Amt you seen him lately?" asked
Dad Lee. Amt you friends any
more?"
Ignoring the question, answered
the first with breathless quickness.
Il haven't seen him since my
brother was shot"
Your brother shot? Dear, dear
that would be my Martha's boy.
Why didn't you tell me, m'dear?
ia do whatever could for her
boy"
What have you done for her boy
and her girl-since the first time
you heard Of them" asked, striv-
ing again to take him off his guard.
Since first Dick West told me
they were in New. York." replied
Dad Lee, smiling at me shrewdly,
II been trying to get in touch with
them - trying to show that the
whole continent amt too big for
the old sire to cover to get back to
where his filly is pasturing. But
you're awful cold, m'dear. Don't
love the old man much, do you?
You've never even had me meet up
with my Martha's boy"
I sprung to my feet.
I'm not in a position to do much
for you" said. And I have my
own ties already formed. Neal
won't meet you. He's bitter-natur.
ally. But I'll pay your board and
room and try to give you a small
weekly allowance"
II don't need no allowance. I'll
make out til your husband gets
back" he volunteered with an air
of kindness. "Or even help you II
you need the old man. Do you? Or
does Martha's boy? Do you folks
need money!"
Puzzled by this second exhibition
of generosity. stared at him-then
beyond him. trying to fathom his
motives. Suddenly I got a glimpse
Of the common. looking man lurking
in the doorway, theoretically just
out Of sight, plainly just within ear
shot. I.
do you folks need any money!"
repeated Dad Lee.
i Go Be Continued Saturday,
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Attractive
Aprons
BY Rita Stuyvesant.

|" HE fall housekeeping means
much work for the house
keeper, and these days. when
many women are without maids. the
burden falls heavily. However. no
woman need look unattractive, for
there are SO many new aprons de-
signed for this purpose.
Charming Is a slip-over apron OF
yellow chambray, bound and
trimmed with yellow and black Gre
tonne, cut after the fashion of the
bungalow apron, with short kimono
sleeves, square neck, patch pockets
and a loose belt of the material.
There may be a cap to match each
apron to protect ones hair.
The tiny checked ginghAms are
especially attractive made up with
white collar and cuffs. II you pre-.
fer to wear the apron as a house
dress also, make 1t a slip-on model,
but IL you plan to wear your street
frock underneath, it Is more con-
venient to leave 1t open down the
back. A white collar Of butcher
linen and turnback cuffs will lend a
fresh appearance. Long sleeves
will protect your underneath sleeves.
A sash of the Bingham and pockets,
too, are smart.
Many city women prefer large
white cover-all aprons of heavy mus
lin or duck, as they may be sent
to the laundry.
Have you seen the aprons the
brides are so enthusiastic about?
They are fashioned of cretonne in
the most bizarre effects and are full
skirted. The bodice is small and
cut with straps that go over the
shoulders and cross. at the back.
There are enormous sash ends that
tie in the back with a saucy bow.
Sometimes the edges of the apron
are bound in harmonizing tape.
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KITE I knew, would tell YOU"
Calligan said, quietly. Not

KITE I knew, would tell you."
Calligan said, quietly. mot
because you deserve it-not
because you deserve any considera-
ton from her or from me, but be-
cause I care for her so much that
I'd give my life to see her happy.
'Now"-he flung at young
Winterdick with defiancc-''you've
got your answer. and I hope you
like it,"
Philip passed shaking hand
across his mouth. He was half con.
WINGED of his friends honesty. but
that drive up from the country
through the darkness had been tor
ture for him. and he could not 50
readily forget It.
She meant to come to you'll
know she did" he said again
with anguish. Where is she II
she's not here? There's nobody else
she would have gone to
Oh, don't stand there like that" he
broke out. stormily. Say some.
thing - suggest something
for Gods sake"
Calligan's face quivered.
You'd better search the place."
he said, hoarsely; eff you don't be-
lieve me. tell you l don't know
where your wife is
His pale face blazed suddenly.
Il suppose you've been a brute TO
her again-I~ suppose you've been
torturing her and half driving her
mad: In the name of heaven, Philip,
what's. come over you? What are
made IF that frQQf her
you do? You seem very sure that
she would come to me. I wish 1
were as sure-I wish I knew that
she cared enough to come"
His voice rose excitedly.,
Il wish she cared one.hundredth
part as much for me as she does for
YOU. She shouldn't ever have gone
back to you. l promise. She"
Philip turned slowly.
Care for me"' he said In a hoarse
voice. she never cared for me-"
He waited a moment: staring. at
Calligan with eyes that pleaded for
a contradiction of his words. that i'm
plored II. even while in his heart he
knew there was no smallest hope Of
getting 1t.
1t was Calligan who looked away
first.
you've never deserved that sne
should" he said with an effort. But
II we men only got what we deserve
It would be pretty poor look out
for some of u.s."
He raised his sad eyes to Philips
again and suddenly he said agita-
teddy:
'Phil-you don't mean you
weren't such a fool as motto know
that she cared?"
Philip tried to speak, but no words
vsuld come. He CROPPED backward
for a chair and dropped into 1t. Tvs
arms outflung on the table, his face
buried In them.
Then Calligan drew a breath like
a sigh. He laid hand on his friends
shoulder.
Poor old chap.
As yet his mind was but chaos of
agitation In which he CROPPED blindly
for the truth; but he was beginning
to see It slowly, and to understand
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What's that silly old dandy doing
down here?"
"Diffusing sweetness and light
among the unwashed; telling them
that there are no such things as
classes. that wealth is no barrier
to brotherhood; that the heart OF
Fifth avenue beats as warmly and
guilelessly as the heart of Essex
street. and that its wealth-bur-
dened inhabitants have long de-
sired to fraternize with the bench
ers in Paradise Park"
A Strange Audience.
who put Westguard UP to
this2" asked Quarren, aghast.
DE Groot. Karl is writing a
dwelling novel calculated to ami
hilate caste. The undertakers next
door furnished the camp-chairs. the
corner grocer the collation.; West
guard. Mrs. Caldera and Blocker
De Groot the aind-food. Go in and
look 'em over"
The front door was standing
partly open; the notes Of a piano
floated through; high and soulful
tenor was singing Perfumes Of
Araby," but Quarren did not notice
any as he stepped inside.
Not daring TO leave his suitcase
in the hallway, he kept on along
the passage to the extension where
the folding doors were locked. Here
he deposited his luggage. locked
the door. then walked back to the
front parlor and. unobserved.
slipped in. seating himself among
the battered dereliots Of the rear
row.
A thin. hirsute young man had
just finished scattering the per-
fumes of Araby: other perfumes
nearly finished vuarren; but he
held his ground and gazed grimly
at an improvised platform where
sat, In q half-circle and in full eve
ming dress. Karl Westguard, grille
Caldera and Blocker De Groot.
Also there was a table supporting
a Gala lily.
westguard was saying very earn
estly: "The world Gals me nov
elist. I am notl Thank Heaven. I
aspire to something loftier. I am
not q mere scripbler of fiction: I
am q man with message
plain. SIMPLE, earnest, warm-heart-
ed humanitarian who has been
reused to righteous indignation by
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house chimneys stood outlined in
steel; on the right endless blocks of
brownstone dwellings stretched
northward, some already converted
into shops where print-sellers, deal
ers in old books, and here and there
antiquaries, had constructed show
windows.
Firemen lounged outside the
Eighth Battalion quarters: here and
there a growers or wineseller's win
dows remained Illuminated where
those who were neither well-to-do
nor very poor passed to and fro with
little packages which seemed
burden under the sultry skies.
At last, ahead, the pseudo. orien-
tai towers of a synagogue varied
the flat skyline. and a moment
later he could see the New Thought
Laundry. the Tonsorial Drawing
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Rooms. the underwriters dlscreetly
Illuminated windows. and finally
the bay windows OF his own recent
real estate office, now transmogri.
fled into the Dankmere Galleries
Of Old Masters. Fayre & Quarren.
proprietors.
The window appeared to be bril-.
liantly illuminated behind the
drawn curtains: and Quarren, sur
prised and vexed, concluded that
the little Englishman was again
entertaining. So 1t perplexed and
astonished him to find the Earl
sitting on the front steps. his straw
hat on the back Of his head, smok-
ing. At the same moment from
within the house a confused and
indescrirbable murmur was waited
to his ears as though many people
were applauding.
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Morale in
Illness
BY Brice Belden, M. ID.

"HBRE is no remedy more i'm
portant than hope. 1t has
u even been called the best
remedy. Anything that increases
a sick persons optimism Is
curative asset, and anything that
discourages Is a liability.
A tactless physician could easily
break down the morale Of most Of
his patients IL he tried to Brighten
them into compliance with his
treatment.
People who have had hardly a
sick day in their lives cannot be
suddenly told that they have
Bright's disease Of the kidneys or
something that sounds equally
omnibus.
1t is different with the chronic
ally ailing. or with those who have
had a great many illnesses. The
latter type OF patient gets to be a
sort Of philosopher about these
matters. He has developed in the
course Of his stormy career a good
deal of self-confidence. II one has
recovered again and again from
menacing diseases, one is likely to
take a good deal o satisfaction out
of the game Of proving a not too
hopeful doctor wrong.
Everyone has noted ho-E the del
icate invalid will oftentimes live
on while the robust may easily COL
lapse and display but little resist
ance. We have already given a
strong hint as to what is the
trouble in these cases.
1t is said that the breakdown ia
due to overwork or something
equally irrelevant, when the truth
which has broken down the RAMS
which has broken down the mans
Is that something has happened
morale and started a demoralizing
panic.
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ADVICE TO THE
LOVELORN
BY Beatrice Fairfax
Which Does He Love?
nEAR MISS FAIRFAX:


i am eighteen and in love with
q man Of twenty.four. He has
asked me to marry him. I have one
more year at school. and wishing to
keep our friendship on a whole
hearted basis, ! have not acknowl-
edged my love for him.
I had an engagement with him
one evening but he did not come,
or. call on the phone, or write until
three weeks later, when received a
short letter saying he had been Ill
he had decided that did not care
for him, so was engaged to be mar
ried soon, as he had found his true
love at last.
DoSSIBLY you are right and the
= man did fall into an engagement
with another girl out Of sheer pique.
II can do no harm for you to ask
him to come to see you once more
for the sake Of your. old friendship.
II you find that he Is indeed inter-
ested elsewhere. you must feel that
Won had your chance and missed 1t
and that you have no right to do one
thing to hurt another girl or spoil
her happiness. But II you feel that
.e 10 going to make a miserable
fltrnier that won't give anyone real
happiness. and you think a girl Of
yoi,r, age knows her feelings. marry
him now and don't ask him to wait.
I've an idea that you're not as
desperately In love as you think. and
that you're q sensible little girl
who's going on with her school work
and will find her happiness later.
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ANECDOTES OF
THE FAMOUS
r sRAEL zANGw1LL. himself a

T sRAEL ZANGwILL. himself
school teacher In his younger
- days, tells how a class Of school
children had been struggling with
the problem: IF a cask contains
four and a half gallons, how, many
times can a glass holding n pint be
filled from TT"
It proved too much for them, and.
as It was near the end of the after
noon. the teacher said:
well. dboys, you ca n take that
sum home az. your homework to-
night, and let me know the answer
tomorrow morning"
Next morning one member Of the
class turned up an hour late. He
brought a written excuse-a scribled
note on a rough piece OF paper. It
read:
"win teacher please excuse Tom
my for being late, and please do
not give him any more Of those
sums for homework. My husband
spent all the evening working at
1t, with two friends to help him.
In consequence we are all late up
this morning, and my husband is
not fit to 60 to work today. and has
forgotten the answer"
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"-; {; Charles Dana Gibson
"A Delightful Romance in Which Beautiful
Girl Makes Great Sacrifice for the
Gifted Young Man She Loves.

) the terrible contrast In this misefa-
BILE city between wealth and pow
erty'-
That's right" interrupted q
hoarse voice, its all a con game.
an the periice is into It. toor'
"T'hell wit te bulls! Croak
'emr' observed another gentleman
thiclxly.
Westguard. slightly discounte-
nanced by, the significant cheers
which greeted this sentiment, in
troduced Bleecker de Groot; and
the rotund old beau came jauntily
forward. holding out both immacu.
late hands with an artlessly COM
prehensive gesture calculated to
make the entire East Side feel that
1t was reposing upon his beautiful.
ly laundered bosom.
"Ah. my friends!' cried De Groot,
III you could only realize how great
is the love for humanity within
my breast+If you could only know
Of the hours and days and even
weeks that I have devoted to solv.
ing the problems Of the poor!
The Merry Mitt.
And 4 have solved them-every
one. And this is the answer
grasping dauntlessly at a dirty
hand and shaking it7-''thisr' seizing
another-"and this. and this!-And
now ask you, what IL this mute
answer which I have given your"
DE merry mitt." said a voice
promptly. Mr.. De Groot smiled with
sweetness and indulgence.
II apprehend your quaint and
trenchant vernacular." he said. at
is the merry mitt'-the glad glove
the happy handr Fifth avenue
clasps palms with Doyers street"
"DingT' said a weary voice. 'yer
in wrong. boss. It's nix f'r the
Tongs wit US gents. We transfer
to Avenue A."
Mr.. De Groot merely smiled IN
diligently. THE RICH" he said. ARE
not really happy" His plump. high
ly colored features altered: pres
emily a priceless tear glimmered H.
his monocle eye. and he brushed i;
away with kind OF noble pity for
his own weakness. -
Go Be Continued Tomorrow)
Published by arrangement with Inter.
national Feature Service, mo
Copyright by Robert W. Chambera)
TO BE Continued Tomorrow
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By Aline Michaelis.

TT is ninety today in the shade
where I stay-goodness knows
- what II Is in the sun; though
work pretty hard at my job Us
a bard, just at present It isn't
much fun. Although Joy is my
goal, I'm sensitive soul and to-
day have had a hard blow for,
while hopping my brow. a man
hailed me Just now, saying: Lay
in your coal before snow,
Precipitation dripped down as I
gave him a frown, a baleful, male
VIOLENT glare; but he paid me no
heed and went on: Eyes, indeed,
you should purchase enough and to
spare" Then he spoke with de-
light Of his best Anthracite, he
chatted of nut and of lump; he de-
clared: las for heat, this has got
the world beat. and our Number
One coal is trdmpw
He conversed about fire till I felt
q desire to throttle the wretch
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Rhy1,ing Optin,ist

where he stood. but the thought of
the jail made my wild Impulse fail,
SO I needed the theme he pursued.
The thermometer rose while he
talked about SHOWS and the best
way to keep out the chill, at one
hundred and two there seemed
nothing to do but give way to my
longing-and kill!
Strangely though In the end I
just said to him: Friend, YOU
may send me six tons right away;
mark It Rush IL you please, for I
don't want to freeze in the grip of
some fierce, zero day" Then nv
work resume in the oven-like
room where a man could fry eggs
on my hat; oh, these long-headed
chapsl We must have them, per.
haps, but they're truly trial, at
that. ,.. r.'
Yes, they prod me along and I
can't say they're wrong for I
know in my heart they are right.
And say, friend, by the way,
though it's ninety today--have you
laid In enough Anthracite7
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By ANN Isle,
Whose Present Serial Has Won a
Nationwide Success.


SI1EANIE" called. Jeanne.
don't leave me like this. I
can't bear much more
alone.
I stepped toward the door as I
spoke. But I didn't open 1t. What
use was there in running after
Jeanne? For Phoebe's sake l couldn't
60 back to Jeanie's apartment and
thing out Of the home where she
had more right to be than /. For
Jim's sake I couldn't give up the
job which meant money and might
help tide us over II q crash came.
So what had to gain by reopening
q discussion which would only
antagonize Virginia?
Hunger and worry gave me a
restless night, and was q haggard.
looking creature when I started off
early the next morning to visit Neal.
Fortunately, his bedroom was not
very bright and Meals attention
was thoroughly occupied with the
doctors promise that he could. be
out for a short drive by the end Of
the week. So l got away without
any embarrassing revelations.
My course went straight to Dad
Lees hotel. They told me at the
desk that Mr.. Lee was at break
fast and bore down on the dining
room resolutely. The head waiter
led me toward, a table where Dad
Lee sat with his back to me and all
his attention focused on q common
looking man I'd never before set
eyes on. As I approached the table
the strange man began speaking in
n harsh and throaty voice:
And II you ask me I'll say they'll
never get Dfcky boy. I'll say he's
not lettin' the dope make him forget
nothing, either. He'll come back
when he's good and ready. So no
need to be--"
At this point the obsequious waiter
drew UP at the table announcing:
Lady to see Mr.. Lee"
Dad Lee leaped to his feet, look:
ing for all the world like u corn
cred rabbit, with twitching nose
and watering eyes. But ~ he
seized my arm and steered me to-
ward the door I noticed that the
grip Of his thin fingers was pow.
erful and purposeful--not rabbit
like at all.
"well. well, m dear" he scold.
ed. "If your coming to surprise
your old. gov'nor, why don't. you
tell him? Here I amt even had q
shave, and I'm wearing yesterdays
collar. amt fit for my daughter
to be seen with. I'm going TO take
you to the writing room while
60 and get doiled up, as the say.
ing is"
Quick To Hedge.
You needn't" I said significant
ly. 81 came On business"
Had your breakfast, m dear?''
lac asked with insistent cordially.
II was just thinking that as soon
as I'd got into some glad rags.
we'd have a party on dad"
I've had my breakfast" I an
nounced coldly. Lets sit here.
It's cosy and private"
Then you didn't get any further