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The New York herald., 1922-01-19
100000 ARSON FUND
UNDERWRITERS PLAN

The New York Board of Fire Under
writer's is considering the advisabiity OF
setting aside fund of 100000 to COM
bat what the underwriters call the
moral hazard, and more particularly to
furnish investigators to work with and
under Fire Marshal Brophy in the in
vestigation Of suspicious fires. The Fire
Marshal has only twenty-eight assist
ants. and is not able TO Investigate thor
oughly the thousands Of alarms sent in
and answered by the Fire Department
and the fire patrol every year.
Officials of fire insurance companies
estimate that the total fire losses for the
metropolitan district win reach 100000
900 in 1921. against $4,000. 900 in 1920,
and less than that in 1919. In New York
city alone property owners paid in pre-
mums s3S,000.O 900. with an estimated
loss for the city of $4,000. 600. Out of
these premiums come commissions. and
the fire underwriters declare that they
are thus left with a small margin on
which to operate.
The New York Fire Patrol. supported
by the fire insurance companies. an
swered 1.464 alarms last month. and
more OF them had suspicious features
than the fire marshal's office could in
vestigate.
The New York herald., 1922-01-19

at the st. Francis Hotel. also testified
at the morning session. He said he was
first called to attend Miss Rappe at Z
o'clock on the evening of September s,
the day OF the party. lie found her suf-
fcring severely. On later visits. he said,
he gave her hypodermic injections. On
the morning Of September g. he said
Miss Rappe was writhing so violently
he had to hold her left arm while he
used the hypoderm!c needle.
Or. yeardslee said that although he
examined Miss Rappe carefully, the only
mark he saw on her body was a small
superficial briise on the left arm. Sur
gAons who assisted at the autopsy al
ready have testified that the girls body
was deeply bruised in several places.
Dr. II. L. Castle. called as emergency
physician on the afternoon of Septem-
her 8, said that he reached Wakefield
Sanitarium a few minutes after Miss
Rappe's death. He said thot he moved
the girls arms to listen for her heart
and noticed that the arms were bruised
The New York herald., 1922-01-19
INDICTS CUSTOMS GUARD
ON CHARGE OF MURDER
Tarront Said to Have Shot
Barkeeper Who Denied Drink

Peter Tarrant. United States customs
guard. charged with having shot and
killed Thomas Kenny, saloonkeeper, at
1892 second avenue, when he refused to
serve him with drink. was indicted by
the Grand Jury yesterday for murder in
the first degree.
John r. Hennis, Assistant District At
torney, said his investigation showed
Tarrant and another guard Philip
Scherer. visited the saloon on January g.
When Kenny refused their demands for
liquor Tarrant, It is alleged, shot Kenny
through the jugular vein. Tarrant was
committed to the Tombs without bail to
await trial.
The New York herald., 1922-01-19
Catrow Again Threatens;
Day Refuses to Retract

THE Catrow-Day controversy
was deadlocked yesterday.
Nash lockwood. former Judge,
who is counsel for Col. Catrow,
wrote letter to the State prohibi-
ton director, Mr.. Day, making for
NAL request that the latter retract
over his official signature the state
ment that Col. Catrow had resigned
his post as assistant director. to-
gether with Statements rejecting
upon his honesty. integrity and
character"
Col. Catrow said tina. il satis-
factory reply was not received to
this letter he would instruct his
attorney to institute proceedings
for slander Immediately.
Mr. Day said he had received the
letter and had read it, but that he
had no reply to make.
The New York herald., 1922-01-19
Quebec's Big Benefit
From Liquor Sales

NUEBEC, Jan. is ASSOCIATED
Press) ).-Profits from liquor
sales in the Province of Que
bee will pay off the public debt in
twenty years, maintain roads and
provide funds for education. ac-
cording to Premier Taschereau's
report to the Legislature. The
Premier estimated that the yearly
profits would be s4,00o.o00.
The Government sold s9,325.727
worth of liquor from May to De-
cember 81, 1921. During May. the
first month of Government control,
the dispensaries took in s2S0,173.
In December. the last month COW
cred by the report. this had grown
to s2.470.295. The Governments
ordinary profit is 20 per cent.
The New York herald., 1922-01-19

on battleships OF the Pacific fleet off
Los Angeles harbor last night were re-
sponsible for widespread reports OF
slight earthquakes in this vicinity. but
the regularity with which they occurred
later dispelled the fears, 1t was said to-
day.
Reports that window panes were
broken in some houses could not be
confirmed.
The New York herald., 1922-01-19
GUNS CAUSE EARTHQUAKE"

Los Angeles vibrations Traced to
Battleships.
Los ANGELES. Jan. 1S.-Air vibrations
caused by the firing Of the heavy guns
Evening star., 1922-10-01

fire hose. as strong as the arm of a
gorilla, coiled round his arm. and his
scream was cut short as the giant
devil-fish dragged him below the
water.
The water was shallow. Mr.. Pottle
got q foothold, forced his head above
water and began to yell for help and
struggle for his life.
The chances against a nude Ohio
barber Of 140 pounds in wrestling
match with an adult octopus are ex-
actly a thousand to one. The giant
feko so dsspised his opponent that he
used only two of his eight muscular
arms In their Shiny, relentless clutch
Mr.: Pottle felt his strength going
fast. AS his favorite authors would
have put it, "it began to look bad for
Mr. Pottle."
The thought that Mr.. Pottle thought
would be his last on this earth was:
II wouldn't mind being eaten by can
nibals, but to be drowned by q trick
fish"
Mr. Pottle threshsd about In one
final, frantic hounder: his strength
gave out; he shut his eyes.
|, He heard q shrill cry. a splashing
In the water. felt himself clutched
about the neck from behind and
dragged away from the feke. He
opened his eyes and struggled weakly.
One tentacle released its grip. Mr..
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Eatum long pig you Long pig you
eatum?"
This question agitated Mealy -mealy.
He trembled. Then he nodded his
head in the affirmative, a score of
rapid mods.
Mr.. Pottle's voice faltered a little
as he asked the nsxt question.
where you gottum tribe? You
sottum tribe whsre7 Tribe you got
tum where" =
Mealy-mea1y considered, scowled.
and said:
"Gottum yelly big tribe not far.
velly fierce. Eatum long pig. Eatum
Pottle-pottle."
Mr.. Pottle thought ii. would be a
] good time to go, but he could think
of no polite excuse for leaving. An
idea occurred to Mealy-mealy.
Where your tribe, Pottle-pottle?'
His tribe? Mr.. Politics. eyes fell on
his own scarlet pareu and the browi1-
ish legs beneath 1t. ,Mealy -nealy
thought he was a cannibaI. too. With
ali his terror. he had a second or
two Of unalioyed enjoyment Of the
thought Like all BARRIERS, he had
| played poker. He bluffed.
my tribe vslly, velly. yeliy, velly,
yslly, vslly big" he cried.
"Where Isl" asked Mealy- -mealy,
visibly moved BY this news.
] "velly near" cried Mr.. Pottls:: hun
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wild dance about a bubbling pot.
Tiki THUS schooner might come on
the morrow. He must act.
He crept out of the cave and stood
in the moonlight, breathing the per-
fume Of the jungle, feeling the cool
night air. hearing the mellow notes
Of the Polynesian nightingale. Ad-
venture beckoned to him. He started
in the direction Mealy-mealy had run.
At first he progressed on tiptoes,
then he sank to all fours and crawled
along slowly, pigwise. On. on he
went. He must have crept more than
a mile when sound, stopped him-a
sound he had heard before. 1t was
faint, yet 1t seemed near. 1t was the
sound of some primitive musical in
strument blending with the low notes
of a tribal chant. 1t seemed to come
from sheltered hollow not two dozen
yards ahead.
He crouched down among the ferns
and listened. The chant was crooned
softly in a deep voice and to the
straining ears Of Mr.. Pottle it seemed
vaguely familiar, like a song heard in
dreams. The words came through the
thick tangle of jungle weeds:
Feet sion ay a teep a ari.''
Mr.. Pottle. fascinated, wiggled for
ward to get look at the tribe. Like
snake, he made his tortuous ap-
proach. The singing continued; he
saw a faint glow through the foli-
age-the camp fire. He eased himself
to the crest of little hummock
pushed aside great fern leaf and
looked.
Sitting comfortably in a steamer
chair was Mealy-mealy. in his big
brown hands was shiny banjo at
which he plucked gently. Near his
Evening star., 1922-10-01
The World of Life.

ENORMOUS powers of rapid in.
crease are exhibited by both the
animal and the vegetable Kingdoms.
and these powers of increase have
insured the continuance OF the various
types Of existing life from the earliest
geological ages in unbroken Success
SION while being an important factor
in the production of new forms by
adaptation.
A common weed. the Sysymbrium
sophia. produces thres.fourths OF y
million seeds. and these. II they all
grew and multiplied. would In three
years cover the whole land surface Of
the globe. 1t has been calculated that
the slowest breeding of all animale,
the elephant. would in $50 years, from
a single paiS. produce fs.000,oo0 indi-
viduals. Rabbits would. from a sin
gle pair, produce 100000 individuals
In four or five years. as they probably
have done In Australia. whero they
have long been a national calamity.
Evening star., 1922-10-01

BY RICHARD CONNELL.

elbow food with familiar smell bub-
bled in an aluminium dish over a trim
cannedheat outfit; an empty baked
bean can with q gaudy label lay be-
side IT. From time to time Mealy-
mealy glared idly at pink periodi-
cal popular in American barber shops.
The song he sang to himself burst in
telligibly on Mr.. Fotties ears
IT'S long way to Tipperary."
Mealy-mealy stopped: his eye had
fallen on the staring eyes of Mr.. Pot
tie. He caught up his ak and was
about to swing it when Mr.. Pottle
stood up. stepped into the circle Of
light, pointed an accusing finger at
Mealy-mealy and said:
Are you a cannibal?"
Mealy-mealy's ak and jaw dropped.
What the devil are you?" he sput-
tered in perfect American.
I'm barber from Ohio" said Mr..
Pottlc.
Mealy-mealy emitted sudden
| whooping roar of laughter.
$50 am l." he said.
Mr.. Pottle collapsed Imply into the
steamer chair
Whats your name?" he asked in
weak voice.
Bert Lee. head barber at the
Schmidt House, Bucyrus. Ohio" said
the big man. He slapped his fat. bare
chest Melee" he said, and laugh
ed till the jungle echoed
Did you read Green Isles, Brown
Man. Eaters and a White Man," asked
Mr.. Pottle feebly.
| YES"
I'D like to meet the man who
wrote it," said Mr.. Pottle.
Copyright, 1872 Ali rights reserredj
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PottIe saw by the tropic moons light
battle with the feke. It was man,
a large brown man. who with a busy
ak hacked the gristly limbs from the
feke as fast as they wrapped around
him. Mr.. Pottle staggered to the
dry beach. A tentacle was still
wound tight round his shoulder. but
there was no octopus at the other end
Of it.
The angry noise of the devil-fsh-
for, when wounded. they snarl like
kicked curs-stopped. The victorious
brown man strode out Of the water TO
! where Mr.. Pottle swayed on the
moon-lit sand. 1t was Mealy-mealy.
bad fishum" said Mealy-mealy
! with q grin.
Good manumw cried Mr.. Pottle
| heartily.
Here was romance, here was ad-
| venture-to be snatched from the jaws.
so to speak, Of death by a canntbal:
| 1t was unheard Of. But a d;sqIieting
thought occurred to Mr.. Pottle and
| he voiced 1t.
"MeaIy-mealy, why you save me?
Why save you me? Why you me
| save"
Mealy-mealy's grin seemed to fade
and in its place came another look
| that made Mr.. Pottle wish he were
! back in the anaconda grip OF the
feke.
my tribe hungry for long pig,'
! growIed Mealy-mealy. He seemed to
| be trembling with some powerful
! emotion. Hunger?
! MIR. Pottle knew where his only
! chance for escape lay.
| my tribe yelly, velly. velly hungry,
| too" he cried. "Velly. velly, telly
! near"
He thrust his fingers into his mouth
! and gave a piercing schoolboy whis-
tie. AS If in answer to it there came
a. crashing and f1oundering in the
bushes. His bluff had worked only
too well: it must be the fellow man.
eaters of Mealy-mealy.
| Mr.. Pottle turned and ran for his
life. Fifty yards he sped and then
realized that he did not hear the pad
ding of bare feet on the sand behind
J
his neck. He dared to cast look
over his shoulder. Far down the
beach the moonlight showed him a
flying brown figure against the silver
white sand. 1t was Mealy-mealy. and
he was going in the opposite direction
! as fast as ever his legs would take
! him.
Surprise drove fear temporarily
from Mr.. Pottle's mind as he watched
the big cannibal become blur. then
a speck. then nothing. AS he watched
i Mealy-mealy recede. he saw another
! dark figure emerge from the bush
where the noise had been and move
slowly out on the on-strewn beach.
1t was a baby wild pig. 1t shifted
at the ocean, squealed and trotted
| back into the bush.
| AS he gnawed his morning cocoa
! nut. Mr.. Pottie was still puzzled. He
was afraid of Mealy-mealy: that he
admitted. But at the same time 1t
was quite clear that Mealy-mealy was
afraid Of him. He was excited and
more than a little gratiied. What a
book he could write! Should he call
it "Cannibal-Bound on O-pip-ee" or
"Cannibals Who Have Almost Eaten
| Me-?
Tiki'Tius schooner would be COM
ing for him very soon now-he'd lost
track Of the exact time-and he would
be almost reluctant to leave the isle.
Almost.
Mr.. Pottle had another glimpse of
| rl iv,e O
he stole out to pick some supper from
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particularly bloodthirsty expression;

particularly bloodthirsty expression;
| indeed. he appeared startled and con-
sideraly alarmed.
Reason told Mr.. Pottle that friend
| liness was the best policy. Instinc-
lively he recalled the literature OF
! his youth, and how Buffalo Bill had
acted in like circumstance. He
raiseA his right hand solemnly in the
| air and calculated. How
The savage raised his right hand
| solemnly in the air and In the same
tone also calculated, How" Mr..
, Pottle had begun famously. He said
loudly:
"Who you: You who? Who you?''
The savage. to Mr.. Pottle's surprise
| answered after brief moment:
Melee"
Here was luck. The man-eater
could talk the Pottle lingo.
oh" said Mr.. Pottle. to show that
he understood. ''youVMealy."
The savage shook his head.
NO" he said: Melee. Melee"
He thumped his barrel-like chest will,
each word.
"oh. 1 see" cried MIR. Pottle; you
Mealy-mealy."
The savage made a face that among
civilized people would have meant
that he did not think much of Mr.
Politics. intellect.
who you?" inquired Mealy y-mealy.
Mr.. Pottle thumped his narrow
chest.
ME, Pottle. Pottle"
"Oh. you Pottle-pottle," said the
savage, evidently pleased with his
own powers of comprehension.
Mr.. Pottle let it go at that. Why
argue with a cannibal. He addressed
the savage again.
"Mealy-mealy. you eatum long pig
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cry for long pig; for long pig hun.

cry for long pig; for long pig hun
gry-"
There was suddenly brown blur
on the landscape. With the agility of
an ape, the huge savage had turned,
darted down the beach. plunged into
the bush and disappeared.
Hes gone to get his tribe.
thought MIR. rottle. and fled in the
opposite direction.
| When he reached his cave. painting,
| he tried to fit a. cartridge into his
shotgun: he'd die game, anyhow. But
rust had ruined the neglected weapon
and he flung it aSide and took out
his best razor. But no cannibals
came.
| He was scared. but happy. He had
seen his cannibal; more. he had talk
| ed with him: more still. he had
escaped gracing the festal board by a
snakes knuckle. He prudently de-
cided to stay in his cave until the
sails of Tiki THUS schooner hove in
sight.
DUT an instinct stronger than fear
ID drove him out into the open. His
stock OF canned food ran low and
large red ants got into his -four He
needed cocoanuts and breadfruit and
baby fekes Cor young octopD. He
knew that numerous succuient infant
fekes lurked In holes in his own cove.
and thither he went by night to pull
them from their homes. Hitherto he
| had encountered only small fekes
with tender tentacles only a few feet
long, but that night Mr.. Pottle had
the misfortune to plunge his naked
arm into the watery nest when the
| father of the family was at home.
| He realized his error too late.
| 4 clammy tentscle as long as a
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a breadfruit tree not far from his
cave. a tree which produced particu-
larly palatable mel Cor breadfruiD.
He drew his pareu tight around him
and slipped through the bushes. AZ
he neared the tree he saw another
figure approaching It with equal
stealth from the opposite direction.
The setting sun was reflected from
tho FURNISHED brown Of the savags's
shoulders. At the same time Mr.. Pot
tie spied the man. the man spled him.
The savage stopped short. wheeled
about. and tore back in the direction
from which he had come. Mr.. Pottle
did not get a good look at his face,
but he ran uncommonly like Mealy-
mealy.
INFR. PoTTLE thought 1t best not
Nl to climb the mel tree that even
ling. He returned hastily to his cave
and finished up the breakfast cocoa.
nut.
over a pipe he thought. He was
pleased, thrilled by his sight Of q
cannibal: but he was not wholly sat
isfied. He had thought It. would be
enough for him to get one fseting
glimpse of an undoubted man-eater
In his native state. but it wasn't.
Before he left the Isle Of o.pip-ee he
wanted to. see the whole tribe In y
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that team, as who ever colors the Of
fetal is wearing. lie is supposed 10
give that team shade the best of it.
x X x
AT few minutes before Q O'Clock
"A the 2 bat men blows a bugle and
the game is on. The captains OF the 2
rival mines then draws straws and
the longest straw kicks the flyskin
to some member of the opposeinS
teams usually the defensive rare
back. The last named then trys to
reach ghoul in 4 downs. but If he
does it in one less it is called a birdie.
If he is throwed back it is called
decisive set back and the bat men
cuts up antics on the side lines.
As soon as team has scored a
ghoul or a set back the LIST ~ 10 con-
sidered practally over and some OF
the more easy satisfied players goes
back to the rabbit hutch to gargle.
From then on it is just question OF
holding off and the one that holds or
the longest is called the Touch me
not which counts 3 pts.
There is as many as Ruggles
matches played every Saturday in
Galicia and the Azores, but the big
match Of the season is the one which
takes place at Omaha, Galicia, the
first Friday after Thanksgiving. This
is generally always between the
Airedales and the fee bitten Poms
and it is certainly inspireing to hear
the rival cheering sections resound
lievery great play of the rival dog
teams with their college yells.
The followers of the Airedales will
shout:
Ny mission is wishing
For upper Galician
Airdales, rah. rah. rah.
And then hear the Pom section
shout back:
Pom, pom, the piper's son
Stole the ball and away he run.
With a tiger!
That Is the true spirit of Rusgles in
Galicia and that is where we get our
American foot ball and not from the
| English game Rugby. or Founders.
RING w. LARDNER.
Great Nech. Long Island. Sept. 20.
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Lardner Discovers
Origin of Foot Ball

The morning of the game the Of
of both sides meets in an obscure
rabbit hutch and runs through each
others signals, then run to the seen
Of the game in squads OF 1.
Each college has its colors and just
before the game there is mad
scramble to get the various officials
to wear the colors Of this team or
Evening star., 1922-10-01

ITO be sure the English has got a
J. game called Rugby, or Rounders,
but it is a game which is genally
played out doors on a field facing
both ways. Rugby. or Founders, is
similar to the game played with the
IT. in Brazil called Rigby or Rinders
and something like the Dutch game
Roogby. The last named however is
played with a walrus shaped ball and
100 men on a side. A crowd of 20 spec
tators is nothing ut a. Roogby match
in Wabash, Holland, and the Neither
lands has many lonely women and
children whose fathers and hus-
bands respy. spend the week end In
the various football watts.
Another game resembling the Eng
lish Rugby. or Rounders. is called
Ragby, or Randers. and is played by
the Swedes on a crokinole board. In
Ragby however the game is played
by both sexes with a minister or
referee acting as pastor or umpire
and 1000 people on a side. In Nash
vile, Sweden. it is nothing to see
dozen Ragby fans watching a Ragby
match or Bolero.
But the daddy OF our American
game Of football is the Galician game
Ruggles. The college season OF
Of Oct. after couple wks. practice
Galician Ruggles begins about the
though the most of the boys keeps
themselfs in pretty fair shape by
playing baseball in Upper Siberia
dureine the summer vacation.
There Is only IL men on a college
Ruggles team but sometimes as
many as IS men comes out to try for
the team and what to do with the
extra men is a neat problem for the
coach Some coachs has these 2 busy
bodies Framed" for some imaginary
violation of. the law and 'sent UP the
river or jugged as the Galictans
calls it, vile other more humane
coachs merely allows them to hans
around the field and watch the prac'
tice but don't speak to them or give
them any encouragement.
Most of the college coachs takes
time of from Sunday to Thursday
and it is on these wild junkets that
they visit surrounding towns and en-
counter the coachs of rival colleges
and make up foot ball match for
the following Sunday.
Then is when the fun starts to see
il a field can be hired to play on and
get up nicknames for the rivaI
teams and etc. II all other matters
is arranged satisfactory why, on Fri
day nights the scoachs meets in a
saloon and pick out the officials toi
the folling days game. These o:ii'
cials consists of refree. a umpire
and 9 bat men each carrying a book
Of the latest rules and fol de rolls.
Evening star., 1922-10-01

TO the editor: From now on till
in those parts of the L. S.
the last of Nov. will be the
Il Mecca for the football season
in those parts of the L. S. where
they have schools and it seems to
me like this would be a good time
for different people to study up on
football and what IT is like and it's
history and etc. as ignorant people
like the foreign immigrunts and our
women folks appears to have a great
ignorants Of football and nothing
strikes me as more pitiful for inst.
than member of the fair sex tending
football game at some feller's e&-
pense and when she gets there she
don't know weather the object of the
game is to match up all your cards
or get men out.
Percy Haughton the former mgr. of
the Harvard football nine has wrote
a book called How to Understand
Football where he tells what it is all
about and even a woman can under
stand it If they keep their mind on
what they are reading and not let
their mind stray off the subject on to
one Of the tropics which is nearest
their heart, food and drink.
The writer advices men and women
of both sexes to read Mr.. l1aughton's S
book and they will enjoy this seasons
samss 80 much the more from have
ing a better understanding of what is
going on and female readers spe-
cially will maybe learn enough to not
give vent to screeks of happiness
when their escorts team is getting
murdered.
But there is nothing in Mr.. Haugh-
tons book regarding the true origin
Of American football and where 1t
come from and etc. and it looks like
a few wds. on the subject from the
undersigned would not come a miss
at this junction of the yr. So will
say at the outset that the idear that
our American game of football was
borrowed from England is the bunk
erino and where we really got hold
of our game was the far flung fields
of Galicia.