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The New York herald., 1921-09-04
O'MALLEY HANGS ON
Mayor Shows No Inclination
to Invite Tammany's Wrath
by Removing Him.
FEARS MORE EXPOSURES
iIylan Investigates Police Ser
vice List to Forestall Meyer
Committee.

David Hirshfield, Commissioner OF
Accounts, in a letter yesterday to Dis
trict Attorney Edward Swami, refer
ring to the Department of Public Mar
kets. regretted" that such irregulari-
ties something's creep in This is the
first recognition that has come from
any member of the Hylan administra-
rion that revelations made by the
Meyer committee respecting graft and
extortion by Tammany city officials
and employees may be founded on fact.
Hirshfield told the District Attorney
that the Mayor about ten days ago had
ordered the Office of the Commissioner
OF Accounts to institute an investiga-
tion into the Department OF Public
Markets. but that since the Meyer
committee has submitted to the Dis
trict Attorney its findings for action
the investigation the Mayor ordered
would be deferred until the District
Attorney is through with his inquiry.
1T is to be regretted" said Hirsh-
fields letter, that Irregularities will
sometimes creep into department even
during the administration of an honest
and public spirited Mayor. That cannot
be helped in large organization as is
the city of New York"
The Commissioner OF Accounts then
launched into an attack upon Schuyler
NJ Meyer, chairman of the Meyer COM
mittee. in which he questioned the mo-
tives of the Senator in the Introduction
in 1918 of bills for the regulation of
-. IL. t... -. ..ta
men.
Renews Attack on Meyer.
Hirschfeld said that Meyer put
through Il bill allowing the grain ele-
vator men of this State to charge about
81 per cent. more than they were al
lowed heretofore. with the result that
''tile cost of -four, breakfast cereals and
all grain products was increased to that
extent"
II have on number of occasions
continued the Hirshfield letters. re
quested Senator Meyer to take the pub
lie into his confidence and tell the peo-
pie why he introduced this bill, but thus
far he has remained silent"
Although his own investigating officer
admitted that all was not we'll in the
Department of Public Markets. there
was no indication that Mayor Hylan was
sufficiently disturbed by that condition
toffemove Edward ]. OMalley, Commits
sioner Of Markets, from office. On the
contrary. it appeared that Tammany
politicians are fairly well convinced now
that Mayor Hylan will not dare to
break loose the important link in the
Tammany chain that he feels OMalley
to be. They feel particularly that such
Is the case. because of the faithfulness
with which the Mayor has stood by
O'Malley and rapidly elevated him In
the face Of former charges of misconduct
in office
The New York herald., 1921-09-04
FIREMAN's ARM BROKEN.
Engineer Husson Thrown 20 street
when Engine skids.

false alarm to which Engine IL at
Ludlow and Delaney etreets responded
yesterday caused Engineer Charles l..
Husson OF that company to break his
left arm The engine slxidded on wet
pavement In Ludlow street. and when
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Mannificent ENGLISH Seal.

The high-water mark for English
official seals was reached in the mag
nificent seal of Henry ~, which was
also used by his two successors. The
matrix is of gold and is a marvel of
the goldsmith's art. Not only does
this seal take pre-eminenee amongst
seals. but it is also often pointed to
as illustrating the zenith of English
art of this period. 1t was made in
l4OS. A Gothic framework on the OBJ
verse side divides with inches and
canopies the space into numerous sec
tions enshrining no less than p fig
ures besides the charges on the
shields and banners. Herein is reflect
ed the perpendicular style of archi-
lecture just beginning to assert it.
self. The figures all have a political
significance TO convey.
Alan Wyon, one of the most careful
writer's on the Great Seals of England,
discovers in the work the desire Of
impressing upon the people the claim
Of Henry V to the English throne.
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Ninety per cent of the men read
every line of the baseball dope dur
ing the world series. But their wives
had to tell them about the scandals
that appeared in the papers during
that period Which means what il
means.
A mans memory is queer. 1t en-
ables him to remember an injury fo'
a lifetime and to forget a kindness in
ten minutes.
Probably nothing looks so dilapi-
dated at this time of year as the old
home unless it is the June
honeymoon.
Another indication of how little re
spect this generation has for gray
hairs is the way they dye 'em the
minute they begin to show up.
Every man may have to make the
bed he lies in, but there are mighty
few of them who will help make the
beds at home.
A man may be made of dust, but
many a weary housewife gets to q
point where she thinks she just was
made to dust.
The hand of fate usually is doubled
into fist that lands knockout blow
between the eyes.
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(TO BE CONT1NUED.)
REALLY GENIAL OLD FRAUD
South Sea Native Proud Of Useless
knowledge of English and Equally
Useless Fountain Pen.

Huarai, the native constable of a
lonely South Sea atoll, was the only
one who made any heavy social de-
mands upon me. He had c7ce made a
journey from Papeete to San Francis
co as a stoker on one of the mail
boats. and was immensely proud Of
the few English phrases which he had
picked up during the voyage.
He didn't know the meaning of
them, but that made no difference. He
could put on ''side" before the Others
make them believe that ne was carry
ing on an intelligent conversation.
whats the matter?" "Oh, yes"
Never mind, were among his favor
tie expressions-unusually mild ones,
it seemed to me, for one who had
been associated with gang of cock
ney stokers-and he brought them
out apropos of nothing.
He was an exasperating old hypo-
crite but genial one, and I couldn't
help replying to some of his feint$ at
conversation. Once out of curiosity,
wondering what his reply would be,
said, "Huarai, you're the worst old
four-flusher IN The seyenty-two islands,
aren't your" He smiled and nodded,
and came back with the most telling
of all his phrases, "You go to hi,
mel" On that occasion it was de-
livered with what seemed something
more than mere parrotlike aptness of
reply.
Clipped to his undershirt he wore
fountain pen, which was as much
part Of his costume on these dress
occasions as his dungaree trousers
and pandanus hat. 1t had broken
point, was always dry, and Huarai
could hardly write his own name.
No matter He would no more have
forgotten his pen than a French sol
der his croix de guerre.-James Nor
man Hall in Harper's Magazine.
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CHAPTER XVIII.
The Last Ficht.


1t was early in the morning, and
Bill Dale had just sent for Ben Little
ford. The hillman hurried to the Of
fee, for he believed he knew what
was in the air. He had already gone
to work at the mine, and his thick
beard, his face and his hands were
black with the dust Of coal.
'Sit down, Ben," said the general
manager. Were going to hold a
council of war"
Littleford took chair and crossed
his legs.
SIS it the Ball outf1t?" he drawled.
"Yes," answered the younger man.
and forthwith he told the other of the
news that By Heck had brought him
a few days before; he had not given
the matter really serious considera-
ton until that morning. Now he
finished, 81 want to know whether you
think there's any danger?"
Littleford tugged at his blackened
beard and frowned.
"Bill," he said soberly, "do you
rickollect what John Moreland told
you Oncet about them Balls? He told
We at you wasn't safe, and at he
wasn't safe, ontel they was dead and
buried, didn't he? / believe he did.
BY Heck says the's whole big passed.
o. them Nawth Ca'liner Turner's: he's
shore them and the Balls'll outnum-
Der us more'n two to one. Yes, the's
danger, Bill, and specially to you.
They think it was you killed Adam,
and they don't think the law handed
'em a square deal at the trial."
'sThen listen to this plan," said
Dale.
"PlI keep By Heck up the river
watching for them. He will have
three sticks of dynamite tied together
and capped and fitted with a fuse. If
he sees them coming this way in any
thing like a force, he viii. fire off the
dynamite as signal to US. Our men
will gather here in the upstairs of this
building, and bar the doors"
"Oh, Bill" moaned the old fighter,
you shorely don't think we'd ever let
'em git to the doors!"
81 hope they don't, certainly"
smiled Dale. where are your rifles,
Bin?"
"At the mine," said Littleford. "Ye
see, Bill, we've been a-loolzin' TO-
trouble"
Dale went on: Eat BY Heck's sig
nal. I'll get on my horse and ride to
the lowlands for the Morelands. l can
get them lot quicker than I can get
competent help from the law. What
do you think of it?"
ats good plan, reckon, !"
growled Ben Littleford, "only 1 don't
cotton very easy to the idee o. us
a-runnin' from the mine to this here
buildin'. / never did like to run from
any man wo'th durn, Bill"
"But that wouldn't be cowardly, !"
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Dale protested 1T would be purely
lives for u.s. For, when the Balls and
their kinsmen come, you'n have to de-
liver me into their hands or you'll
have to fight like the very devil, that's
sure; and, according to By Heck's fig
ures, they outnumber you more than
two to one"
"All right" LittleforG replied, with
shrug of his huge shoulders. 'What-
ever you say, that same we'll do
So BY Heck was sent for, and short
~ afterward he Sneaked into the lau-
rels and went off toward the settle
ment Of the Balls. In the crook of his
arm he carried his rife, and inside his
shirt he carried three pieces of dyna-
mite all ready for the match-and he
chose every step with great care for
fear of Earring the explosive too much.
He had not been gone an hour when
Bill Dale heard dull, smothered roar
from somewhere to the northWard.
Dale sprang up from his desk, ran to
his ready and waiting horse, mounted
and rode like streak toward the
lowland.
Dale arrived at John Moreland's big
white farmhouse little before the
middle Of the day, and halloed Justify
at the gate. John Moreland and his
two sons hurried out in response to
the call. Dale waved aside all greet
ings and inquiries after his health,
and told that which he had come to
tell. The elder Moreland turned quick
ly to his two stalWart sons
"Guns and lrosses, boys! It'll be
our last fight, and les be at it and
make it a good fight"
Less than five minutes later the
three erstwhile mountaineers rode out
at the barnyard gate with full belts Of
cartridges around their waists and
with repeating rifles across the pom
meIs Of their saddles, and joined
Dale. The four FASTENED to the homes
of the other Morelands; and not long
afterward the old clan. in full
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| "As told you, Jimmy, don't"
He interrupted almost sharply: Il
know you don't love me. But you'll
learn to-after you've seen how much
| shall adore YOU"
He made move as though to take
her into his arms, and she shrank
from him; he had done that same
thing, and she had done that same
thing, dozens of times before. -. /.
With unseeing eyes Elizabeth watched
Mrs. Dale step from her motor at the
porte-cochere and go into the house.
Jimmy Fayne, too, saw Mrs. Dale,
but he was wholly unaffected by the
sight of her; Mrs. Dale, somehow, did
not object to his seeing the girl quite
as much as she had once objected.
Jimmy" after long silence had
passed between them, "1-I'm afraid
amt the right woman for you. !. !.
If you knew, for sure, that once took
a rifle gun and killed a man with it.,
would you-would you still want me?"
Fayne laughed as though at a good
joke.
''You kill man? Why, I couldn't
believe it. But if you had killed man,
or a dozen men, tit could hardly
make any difference to me. If you did
do it, you did it because there was
nothing else to do; I'm sure of that.
We won't mention it again, if you're
willing. neither criticize nor attempt
to understand your hill codes. Marry
me, won't you, Elizabeth?''
IF | did," asked Ben Littleford's
daughter, would you help my people
back in the hills?"
Educate 'em? Yes! Every blessed
one of EN-
Freely"
Eyes ~
Once more Elizabeth Littleford tried
to decide. Fayne's eyes grew more and
more hopeful as he watched her lips
He became impatient.
Tell me-" he begged.
The girl took up the letter she had
just received from Bill Dale.
"As soon as I read this" she muir
INJURED, "Il tell you, Jimmy. If you
don't mind, please look the other way
for minute"
She tore off one end of the envelope,
drew out the single sheet and unfolded
it. Her eyes narrowed; her face
flushed, and then became just a little
pale. Her underlip quivered as she
folded the sheet and put it back into
the envelope.
Il can't marry you, jimmy she told
him.
Without another word she arose and
left him. She FASTENED to the house,
FASTENED upstairs, and went to her
room.
Half an hour later Mrs. Dale found
her lying face downward on her bed,
and beside her lay crumpled sheet
of paper. Mrs. Dale picked up the
sheet, Strengthened it out, and read
this, in the bold handwriting of her
son:
Believe me, am very appreciatiye
of your invitation. But / am having
Christmas with your mother, here in
my own country"
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was den O. rattlers, and the very
least one was as big around as my left
hind laig! Then / hears turrible
growl right ahind o. me. / looks keen.
Thar stands a big old she-bear with
her teeth a-showin', and two cross
eyed cubs! Then l hears a whine at
my. left. l looks keen. Thar stands a
she-panther as big as a boss, with her
eyes jest a-blazin'! Then / hears a
spittin' sound out to my right. / looks
keen. Thar was seven full-groWn wild
cats, and all of EN- had been bit by a
mad dawg! Some fix to be in? Yeuh I;
some fix!
"WeIl, l thinks to myself. Eff |
shoots the rattlers, / thinks to myself,
the bear and the panther and the wild
| cats'il git me. And eff / shoots the
bear, the panther and the wildcats
and the rattlers'll git me. And eff l
shoots the panther, the wildcats and
the rattlers and the bear'll git me.
And eff shoots the wildcats, the rat
tiers and the bear and the panther'll
git me. And eff / don't shoot none of
EN-, they'll all git mel Some ongodly
fix wasn't it, Bill? Now, how do We
reckon got out of it?'
Bill Dale only smiled. II can't i'm
agine, By he said.
II CANT imagine, neither grinned
Heck. 'sBut anyhow, I'm alive today.
Well, now that ye're in good humor
one time more, I'll tell We some news
| hated to ruffie We up like a yaller
| goose a-fiyin' back ards whilst We was
so cussed, DANCED blue Bill, old boy,
it amt but five days ontel Christmas.
A lot o. them NaWth Ca'liner Turner's
| from Turner's Laurel is a-visitin their
kinfOlks, the Balls, and they'll every
| dadslatted one of EN- git drunk on
white lightnin' Ticker TO- Christmas,
and-theyll shore think o. Black
Adam. The Morelands amt with We
no more, Bill. rickollect; only the Lit
tlefords is here now"
Bill Dale rose and stood there star
ing at BY Heck with eyes so bright
that they sparkled.
eff they came down on us looking for
lAOuD1e, u De d SORT OIL cldu Clllel,
wouldn't I?'' he asked. Without wait
ing for an answer: Il wouldn't mind
that, y'know. I've got letter here,
By, that want you to put aboard the
next southbound train that passes the
Halfway switch. You've got about an
hour; can you make it?"
EFF the world was made in six days,
by God, it shorely looks like BY Heck
could make six miles in hour, don't
itY'
The tall hillman left the Moreland
Coal company's office with the letteriin
one hand, his rifle in the other, and
tears of joy in his eyes.
For Bill Dale had laughed, actually
laughed
By Heck put the letter on the train.
The train carried it to Bill Dale's home
city, and the postman carried it to the
stately mansion of Old Coal King John
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strength. rode toward the big, dim
blue hills with Bill Dale acting as its
leader. 1t was to be the clans last
fight, and a fight for a good cause,
and every man of it was eager for
| the fray. ~.
Bill Dale bore himself proudly, and
he rode like man born to the sad
die. He found queer joy-a JOY
that frightened his steel-grey eyes
and flushed his sunburned cheeks, a
joy that he didn't even attempt to
UNDERESTIMATE the thought:
''For this one day am clan chief !;
am leading my own people against
foe, in my own country"
| And so overwhelmingly did the idea
| take hold of him that he wished. even
then, for the repeater that awaited
him at his office back in the heart, of
the mountains. Once his conscience
asked him question-and he an
swered it with another question. Was
he doing that which was right? Might
not the Littlefords all be killed by
| those drunken cutthroatS while he
was waiting for the arrival of a COM
pany of militia from a city miles dis
| tant?
Anyway, the militia would fight. His
clan would do no more than that. He
satisfied his conscience quickly.
When they had reached the lower
end Of the cleared valley, there came
to them the sounds Of slow firing. the
firing of snipers. Each man kicked
his horses TANKS and rode faster.
When they came in sight of the be-
sieged building, they saw puffs of pow
der-smoke rising lazily from the upper
windows and from the mountain side
above and to the right. Again they
kicked the TANKS of their horses and
rode faster.
At John Moreland's old cabin they
dismounted hastily and turned their
horses into the drab meadow. With
Dale still leading, they hurried oD foot
| to the rivers nearest bank and went
trapidly, under cover of the thickly-
standing sycamores, to a point within
seventy yards of the office and sup
pies DullullS' AAICL' IHSy udQ6 d 'lASn
across the open space, and Ben Lit
tleford, with one arm bound up in a
red-stained blue bandana, opened the
door for them.
''Who else is hurt?" painted Dale.
Little Tom," answered Littleford
sand Saul. Little Tom, he got a bull
let onder the shoulder Saul, he got
one in might nigh the same place.
They've riddled the whole t'other
side O. the house to splinters. They're
a-callin' fo you"
They'll get all they want of me-,
Dale growled.
He turned and ran up the rough
stairway, and Ben Littleford and the
Morelands followed close upon his
heels. At the front and side windows,
behind anything they had been able
to find that would stop a bullet, knelt
Littlefords with rifles in their hands,
patiently watching for human target
to appear on the mountainside above.
Saul and Little Tom lay in coyner,
where they were fairly safe from
chance bullets. Hayes had bound up
their wounds as well as he could with
the material at hand. They were
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both white and helpless and suffering
but still full of the old Littleford
fighting spirit
Dale seized his Winchester and
belt of cartridges from the hands of
the man who had brought them to
him and turned to the others. A bull
let crashed through the wall and
struck the floor at his foot; he paid
no attention to it.
Listen to me, boys" Dale was
buckling his cartridge-belt with rapid
steady fingers. From where they are
hiding, the Balls and Turner's can
hardly see the lower story of this
building. Wen go downstairs, open
the front door, and run to the edge
OF the laurels at the foot of the noun
tain. Then We'll turn to the right
make wide detour. and get above
the Ball outfit; Wen be fighting down
hill instead of uphill Get me? Are
you all ready?"
To man, they were ready.
They reached the thick under
growth without being seen by the en-
envy. While the Balls and Turner'S
fired more or less aimlessly at the
building, drank white whisky and
called drunkenly for the surrender to
them of Bill Dale, Bill Dale and his
men were making their way steadily
IN a wide half-circIe up the side of
David Moreland's mountain.
Half an hour after they had left the
office building, Dale had stationed his
men, deployed as line of skirmishers,
behind sheltering trees some two hum
dred feet above the Balls and their
kinsnen.
John Moreland, Ben Littleford and
Bill Dale were not far apart. "It's a
shame to- do it," said Dale. Il swear,
we can't shoot men in the back like
thisl"
John Moreland, twisted his mouth
into queer smile of contempt, and
so did Ben Littleford They knew,
far better than their leader, the ways
of that people without principle. The
Balls and Turner's wouldn't hesitate
to shoot them in the back
WELL" John Moreland replied, and
it was almost a sheer, I'VE might go
down thar and give EN- some candy,
and kiss EN-, and AK 'em won't they
please surrender"
Dale leaned around his tree, q great
gnarled chestnut, and called boldly:
you've got a chance to surrender
now-and you'd certainly better take
it quick Y
One of those below yelled surprised
~: Whore you?" Then they all
whipped to the other side of their
sheltering timber.
The answer came at once: SIN Bill
Dale, and I'm peeyed! You're at the
mercy of the finest hill clan that ever
looked along rifle barrels; will you
surrender, or fight 1t out?"
You said it-we'll fight it out -
cried a burly cousin OF BLACK Adam
Ball, deceased.
you're on" growled Bill Dale,
slipping his rifle out beside the tree.
"Give 'em hi, boysl"
He was unused to this sort of thing,
and he was incautious. He showed a
little too much of himself-there was
a sudden keen report from below, and
a bullet hole appeared in the rim of
his haiti John Moreland fred tie next
shot, and he broke the right arm OF
the man who had just fired at Bill
Dale. This opened the battle in earn
est.
fT,O Pr rONTI NTTEnN
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earth, for this baby is now four months
old and healthier baby you would not
want. ! am sending you a picture of
her. Everybody says, That is some
healthy looking baby You have my
consent to show this letter. - Mrs. G.
w. BENZ, 131 3rd Ave-, Altoona, Pa.
No woman can realize the Joy and
happiness this healthy babe brought
into the home of Mrs. Benz, unless they
have had like experience.
Every woman who suffers from anv
ailments peculiar to her sex, as indica-
ted by backaches, headaches, bearing
down pains, irregularities, nervousness
and the blues" should not rest until
they have given Lydia E. Pinkham's
Vegetable Compound a trial.
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"You Scared Me, Jimmyl" Laughed
Miss Elizabeth, TPifIe NervcusIy.
K. Dale, and black Isham, the servant,
carried it to Miss Elizabeth Littleford.
Miss Elizabeth Littleford was sitting
alone on an iron settee among bushes
of lilac and cape jessamine the wealth
er had made another of it's remarkably
sudden changes, and the day was sun
ny and pleasant. She was about to
tear open the envelope when the tall,
straight figure of Jimmy Fayne APP
peared before her. He had on riding
clothes, and there was rawhide quirt
in his hand.
"You scared me, Jimmy!' laughed
Miss Elizabeth, a trifie nervously. 81
didn't know you were anywhere
around p
BEG pardon" Jimmy smiled. May
l sit down beside your
"Yes.'
He sat down beside her and began
thoughtfully to flick the toe of one of
his shining boots with the tip of his
quirt. She knew what he had come to
say, before he said it:
"Once MORE" looking pleadingly into
her eyes-''won't you marry me and
make me happy forever afterward?"
She turned the letter over In her lap
in order that Fayne might not see, ac-
cidentally or otherwise, the address.
Jimmy" she finally said, I'D like
to have a little more time to think
about it. Things like this oughtn't to
be decided in hurry"
"You've already had months! Or
were they years-or ages2 Why do
you keep putting me off like this, Eliz-
aheth7"