Arizona republican., 1921-04-02
THE ONCE OVER
 U By 1T. /. PHILLIPS IN
By H. I. PHILLIPS

"When Women Love; or Romance |,
 and Marksmanship"
 Amt 1t wonderful what a girl will | go through before she ups and mur ders man?
 Read any or the three or four hun dred cases now pending Cor recently | closed) before American courts (of course, you couldn't be expected to | read 'em alp and you will realize that while the Eventually-Wh Not Now? question should have arisen much | earlier, the gal kept procrastinating and procrastinating, never killing her husband or lover inside of the first hundred years.
 The old adage Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today" seems never to have occurred to these ladies'
 Take the case of Clarice Jada-Ja the western girl who shoots the wealthy rubber heels magnate, Hank Ruff. Hank has a wife and IS chill dren, but Clarice loves him for him self alone. One day he is found killed. Clarice is arrested for being so darned unconventional. Same old | story:
 T loved him too much that was why I simply had to shoot him, she tells the judge, Remember the old lines from Tennyson: She who loves with iron will | Must always learn to shoot to kill. "Ah. such a pretty sentiment! And poor Hank shared in it. We both carried 4S calibre revolvers. Love is | a strange thing. Sometimes we would while the time away with Hank firing at me and sometimes I would volley | away at him. We sent our averages to the American Trapshooting league once, but never got a rating.
 When Hank would just use a re- volver I never complained. It was | when he took to hurling chairs and | bureaus and sideboards at me that | I felt the course of true love was not running true. Finally he left off us- ing firearms entirely. Furniture hurl- | ing seemed to amuse him more. He wore out three dining room sets on me one summer. But we WE'RE | VERY HAPPY TOGETHER!
 Then came the beginning of the end. He swore at me! I was alight- ing from our car in front of the hotel. He rushed up and cursed me terribly. Don't swear at me out here on the street." I implored, Come on inside Where we can both enjoy iti'
  . Hank was always courteous, and he agreed. We went inside and we swore back and forth in peace and without interruption. But suddenly he ran out of cuss words. His eye caught sight of a safe in the office.
 He rushed out and grabbed it up
 He rushed toward me with it held over his head.
 Stop I cried. Don't you love me any more@
 t "Love your he returned softly g Then a smile stove over his face, snd 2 he let the safe fall I was directly f under it. As it fell I tried to get ou s from under, using the overhan1 I stroke There was an explo.
 sion! Hank fell! . A smal e pistol which I always carried in m, right hand had went off, or gone off
 or whatever the proper grammar is. U Clarice then broke down completely 6 unable to continue her story.
 
 The jury was out almost five min
 utes. It drew up a set of resolution
 complimenting Clara on her shooting
 and presented her with a brace O It Winchester rifles.
 n Tomorrow-Another stirring tale 6
 love, ''The Strange Case of Arabell
 Butter, Husband Slayer" O The Trial of Pagan" O "Pagan" a daring statue of a mud
 woman. barred from the Architecturs
 League exhibit at the Metropolita n Opera house as immoral. has finall e been admitted. The sculptor had in 2 tended to take the case to court.)
 Scene: Any court.
 Counsel for Remonstrants: You
 honor. we claim that the statue i K question, 'Pagan,' is immoral an ss that we are justified in seeking il rejection from the art exhibition" - Judge: What sort of a statue \ it?'
 IN Counsel: Tt is a staute of a wom an without any clothes on." III Judge: "Lemme see it. M The statue is brought in and place II on the bench. It is that of a woma HI of very distorted figure. III Judge: Whats the objection?