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The New York herald., 1922-12-07
lounG's Eccentricities.

Young has been picturesque figure
in Branchville. where he keeps the larg-
cts general store and has even been
termed eccentric by many of his neigh
bors He is wealthy. a collector oc dia-
monds and appeared in court to-day with
several large stones adorning his tie and
fingers. He asserts that 1t was his fear
OF being robbed which caused him to
fire at the figure of the young man
standing on his porch at 10 o'clock on
the night of the shooting.
There are some queer phases OF the
case. When McGrath was shot and his
two companions laid him on the lawn
before the Young homo and q largo
The New York herald., 1922-12-07

One hundred prominent society
women will take charge of these
departments; group Of %
serving each day.
Charmcn in Charge
HcdnedaV ThurSdav
Mrs John S. Rogers Mrs. John r. Drcxel Jr.
FridaV Saturday
Mrs Guy Fairfax Cary Mrs. John s. Ellsworth
The New York herald., 1922-12-07

In the Infants
Wear Department
Sccoad Floor
Toy Department
Fourth Floor
-~-- Stern Brothers, ,--e-~~
Evening star., 1922-06-11
THE CAPTAIN OF THE LOUISON

AS calmly as before the unknov
answered:
II did"
Borreos came forward. his eyes roll
ing and his fists clenched.
VIII you tell me what you mean
by that, you -
Il am calling my dog, who is over
there near you. Don't you see hei o
There she is. Come here, Louis
He hadn't time to finish the word.
Borreos was upon the beast. With
kick he sent her rolling to the en-
of the room. The dog lay there whiE-
ing.
Get out" he said to the man. "YoJ
hear me-get OUT
The man made no protest. He threw
piece Of money on the table, shrus-
ged his shoulders and whistled TO the
dogs. Then he disappeared.
Nobody made a move or raised
voice. Borreos. shivering. stared into
vacancy. From outside a whispe
came, like breath upon the silence
"Louson. Louison.'
X II x
THE next morning as l left m
house / met a frequenter Of TIE
cafe, who asked me. mysteriously
Have you heard the news?"
NO" ] replied.
They found Borreos dead under his
counter. He was strangled"
"Ah,"
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sent that message to Count Dimitri.
and he said he would give her up only
on condition that fought q duel with
him. Well, sir, Immediately teie-
phoned that was ready for him. But
I explained to him that In this coun-
try we only fight duels with our fists
Isn't that right?"
Casey nodded in appreciation.
so he agreed to meet me any day
I named IL I brought along a second
to see that it was a fair fight. Now,
before you lick me, do you mind COM
ing with me to see me lick the Count
Dimitri?"
Casey licked his lips. The prospect
Of having a hand in = fight in which,
perchance, he might get crack at
even an ex-Russian nobleman was
a grand temptation.
How do I know ye're telling the
truth?" he asked.
EVY gazed at him reproachfully.
IL "I've got in my pocket a letter
Of recommendation from my boss
he said Il lost my job again yester-
day-on account of Count Dimitri.
I'm going to show you that letter so
that you can see what my boss says
about my truthfulness."
With his eyes on Casey's, Levy took
a letter from his pocket and handed
1t to the Irishman, who proceeded to
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is it Levy. the plumber I says to
him. Assistant plumber he says to
me. Then I'll be troubling you to
step into the back ROOM says 1, be-
cause I want to talk private to you
Then he smiles-and he's a nice-look-
ing chap, too-and he says. Suppose
We have a drink first% But 1 shakes
my head and leads him into the back
ROOM
1t took many tellings of the story
to get it straight in my mind, and
now. rather than let Casey tell it, it
would perhaps be better to unity his
various accounts of it, as scientist
takes the disjointed fragments of a
prehistoric skeleton and pieces them
together into q convincing figure.
Casey led his victim into the rear
room and shut the door. Then he
took of his hat and his coat and said:
''Ye'd better get ready. because I'm
going to lick the life out Of yer
Instead of getting ready. however
-
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read 1t. 1t ran thus, as nearly az
Casey could remember:
Dear Honey Boy:
II am SO ashamed Of myself, I
hope you do not get into trouble on
account Of It. But IT was all your
fault for dancing with that blonde
girl. 1 guess 1 must have lost my
temper or I would not have said such
disagreeable things to you. Anyway.
I'm glad you soaked that Irishman
for butting in. 1t was nons OF his
business. Please write soon.
Your loving
BECKY"
1t was just about when Casey got
to the end Of the letter that some
misgiving prompted Levy to get UP
from his seat and glance over the
readers shoulder. The next instant
the letter was snatched from his
grasp.
THAT amt the letter I meant to
show you" said Levy, without the
slightest change Of expression. Il
intended to show you that later when
J told you about that fellow OBrien.
Do you know him-Dennis O'Brien
II don't" said Casey slowly, but
I'm thinking you're an awful liar"
You do, hey?" exclaimed Levy dra-
matically. Now, you just sit down
at that telephone and call up Count
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LOOKING OUT FOR LEVY

mean. of course, it's too bad that
you never can understand our feel
ings. We were two orphans and,
assure you, we saw many sad days"
The memory Of those days seemed
to overwhelm Levy for q moment.
He pressed his handkerchief to his
eyes.
Gould you lick an orphan he
asked.
Il could" said Casey. Go on with
the story"
well, sir, one day-this was years
afterward, when we were grown up
we got cablegram from Mrs.
Nitchky."
Who's Mrs Nitchky?" asked Casey.
She's the aunt Of this young lady
friend Of mine. And she telegraphed
that all her property-the young lady
is her only heir-was under the con-
troll of this Count Dimitri Then 1
saw everything. Do you get the
point?"
II don't see what that had to do
with you" said Casey.
"Ah. but 1 haven't come to that
vet" explained Levy. Il explained
to You why this Russian nobleman
was prosecuting me. Now, I'm try
ing to show you why he was hound
ing the young lady. You see, he
wanted to get control Of her property
afte- her aunt's death. When she
Evening star., 1922-06-11
A Story by Bruno Lessing

I Dimitri. Tell him just what ! told
you and ask him if every word OF II
isn't true. Tell him I told you about
the time ] nearly murdered Dennis
O'Brien. Tell him everything. IL
wait here until you get through talk
ing with him"
Whats his number" asked Casey,
seating himself at the table.
Levy consulted a memorandum
! book.
ITS 1888 Madison Square" he
said. IT'S an apartment house. Just
ask for the Russian count. Say
Levy's on the phone"
Casey called the number. For
moment or two Levy walked to and
| fro behind him. And then
Casey can not swear that IL was
the same piece of lead pipe. He only
thinks so. He knows, however, thai
it landed unerringly on the same
spot. When he recovered conscious
ness he found Kobliner tanning him.
where did Levy go:" he cried.
"Out" said Kobliner.
It was about a week later when !
met Casey again. He was coming
out OF a synagogue on Allen street,
Hello 1 said. Saying your
prayers"
I'm looking for Levy" he said sim
ply.
Copyright. All rights reserved.
Evening star., 1922-06-11
AROUND THE CITY
I. By Mamie Lancaster

her meanness, and il would have hurt
her father. She was going early TO
decorate the forlorn little grave be
fore the memorial exercises began.
of course, / went. The road was
alive with cars. and lines of men and
women were carrying baskets and
bags and armloads of flowers through
the black iron gates. Ny friend and
I. each carrying laurel and daisie-
bought on the street, hurried TO the
fathers grave to find it bare OF deco
ration. The night wind had blown
every flower to the bare little grave
alongside.
I'VE laid the floral outlaws on the
fathers grave and let the gorgeous
display of garden and hothouse
flowers stay where they were. She
said she believed her father would
want 1t that way.
1T was only the night wind that
shifted the blossoms. of course. but
you viii lhave thoughts"
* X X
uERE is little dab of someth!ns
ambitious young amateurs had some
how managed to wheedle a very mean
and awfully ignorant old man inio
| financing a music show which was 10
be their tribute 10 the weeks pro
gram. He had worked his own way
| from peddler to plute. which WAS
greatly to his credit, of course, bit
!, cd o1I
as some day his heirs will bury him
| Every road has its turning, and
when the youngsters found the way
| to his purse Strings-don't ash ho",
because 1t is a mystery at this e.H
of the line-the old man felt called
on to attend all rehearssls 10 dictatg
proceedings by right OF his nouc!
and as a patron of art. The players
stood for his meddling for the sahe
of results, but you know about tie
last straw.
Say, you, what is that man viii
the horn sitting there idle for: ~
not paying anybody to loaf on the
| job"
The director explained that TIE
SCOIc CStilSo Tie COEHcl " DC oIlEhh
for seven bars.
II don't care what the score calls
for. I'm running this show, and II
you think I'm going to pay out my
| good money for a man to hold a horn
on his knees you are mistaken. III
end the thing first
But he didn't. The players ended II
for him-which is why Music week
missed out on one of the best litiie
shows that never showed
Evening star., 1922-06-11
BY RENE BIZEI.

certainly am entitled to drink to
her health"
He said all this very naturally, as
if he were making some matter Of
fact explanation.
"AlI right" Borreos replied; "all
right"
LIE went back to his organ grind
L ing and the players resumed
their games. My neighbor continued
to drink, keeping his eyes on the
dog, who at first lay at her masters
feet and later moved about from
table to table. begging for sugar.
How much time did 1 spend thus
Nothing kept me there but an obscure
prcsentiment Of some strange event
which l couldn't foresee clearly, but
which was suggested to me by the
atmosphere Of the room, by all these
men, under the influence Of drink,
and by this strange mixture of music,
alcohol and smoke-a mixture which
always has a tormenting effect on
me Borreos kept on working the
organ. Suddenly my unknown neigh
bor arose again:
"Louison. Louison'"
The organ stopped. Everybody turn
ed around and looked. Borreos rush
ed from behind the machine and
shouted:
Who spoke that namec"
Evening star., 1922-06-11
The Optical Lever.
THE delicate measurements

THE delicate measurements de-
manded by modern processes and
machines have led to the invention
Of many instruments of precision that
surprise the uninitiated by thei
capabilities, which are often based on
extremely simple rules. Among thess
is a little apparatus put upon The
market for determining the thick
ness, or. as one might say, lack oil
thickness, Of extremely thin plates
wires and. threads. The inventor
| likens Its action 20 that OF a Level
in which a ray of light takes the
place of the beam.
Essentially the apparatus consist
Of two carefully ground plates in CON
tact with each other, the upper on'
being attached to a movable arm
When an object is placed between tnf
edges of the plates the upper plate u
displaced a little in level and tht
effect of this displacement is magni-
fed by a reflected ray of light which
falls upon a graduated scale. Thu;
the most delicate measurements oi
thickness are easily and QuicAl1
m2QOy
Evening star., 1922-06-11

sophically, when I'm on one street
he's on another"
X
HE waited for Levy. outside the
synagogue and on street corners.
He asked for him in stores and of
pedestrians. 1t was not exactly a
methodical search, but it was per-
sistent and showed great lasting
qualities. He finally decided that
Kobliners coffee-house was the most
likely spot in which to find his prey.
He had arrived there several times
only to learn that Levy had dropped
in an hour before. Levy, however,
never left word where he was going.
Ko5liner knew him by sight; but as
Kobliner was tacitufn and Levy. &C
cording to his description. talked too
much. they had never reached the
conversation stage.
During this time Casey told me the
story of that first encounter over and
o2nr..aGain.H He never made eny
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compelled to forsake my East Side
haunts. During that time the autumn
had come to an end and a heavy
snowstorm had ushered in winter.
During that time. also many people
were born and many died. and many
people made good resolutions while
just as many broke them. And dur
ing that week Casey met Levy.
I'm sitting right in that chair over
there" Is the way Casey's account of
it began, when he comes into the
place I spots him right away and I
gets up and takes him by the arm.
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charmed life. I didn't have any
friends in these days. but I had one
enemy. He was a Russian nobleman.
I suppose you hate noblemen just as
much as I do?"
you can put bet on that. ex-
aimed Casey fervently.
Well, now. look here" said Levy,
leaning forward and laying his hand
on the Irishman's arm. as long as
you and / have so many things In
common. what's the use OF you being
angry and wanting to lick me-?
Casey's mind was clear but primi-
tive He found himself liking this
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| so you're the chap, are YOU he
asked. Honestly, l would never
have recognized you. But. instead of
| licking the life out of me, why don I
you ask me why l did it? There's no
use fighting a fellow unless you know
what you're fighting for. is there? %
! Casey. despite his stubbornness. pos
sessed a sense of logic and justice.
That's true" he said and don't
mind listening. What did you soak
me for"
What did you push me for?" asked
Levy. Tell me that first
Il heard the lady say you was a
brute" said Casey. That's enough
for me. You was probably insulting
her."
Levy nodded slowly. as If the
events of that evening were coming
back to him.
That shows how a fellow can
make a mistake" he said.
That shows" said Casey deter
mineIly. that you're going to get up
and fight
slDCT wait a minute, protested
u Levy. "Supposing L proved to
you that instead of insulting the lady
I was trying to help her? Supposins
7 convince you that ] was trying to
do something to help that lady
against her own will and that you
spoiled everything by coming along
and taking her part and that now
she's in terrible trouble all on your
! 81 n
lick me-"
Casey began to scratch his head.
Here was a question that strained his
judicial mind. He felt aggrieved and
yet he wanted to be fair
"Ye're saying it's my fault that
she's in trouble" he said slowly.
We'll, yell have to prove it,
"Oh, that's easy" said Levy, care
lessly waving his hand. But that
| isn't what I asked for. What 1 want
to know is this: If I prove to you
that by your pushing into me you
spoiled everything and that's the rea-
son the lady is having such hard
time right now, do you still want to
| lick me?"
Casey surveyed the slight, HARM
Iess-looking figure before him and
shook his head.
"I don't think so.' he answered.
But prove it. And don't lie"
| Levy looked at H'-~ so reproach-
fully that Casey instantly regretted
his harshness.
| 'Lie?" he repeated. Say, I'll tell
you what I'll do. If you happen to
have a Jewish Bible about you III
swear on it that every word l tell
you is the truth
| 1t was in quite an apologize tone
that Casey regretted that he did not
have a Jewish Bible with him.
We'll. now," said Levy, I'll tell
you the whole story and you'll see
right away who's to blame. was
born in Russia. When I was three
years old was left an orphan. Were
you ever left an orphan?
Casey shook his head. "Me father
and mother are both alive. thanks
be- he said simply.
"Ah, my friend, you do not know,
, you cannot realize what terrible
thing it is to be left an orphan. Just
think! Until 1 was fourteen years
old I had to shift for myself. l often
went hungry. There was no one to
give me food or clothes. Many times
1 thought / would die. often slept
in the fields, particularly If there was
a massacre going on. 1 suppose
you've heard Of those massacres in
Russia
Something to that effect" remark
| ed Casey.
| .swell, isir." Levy went on, "by
great luck they never succeeded in
kmassacrinx me. think "a have
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| grew up he found that he could do
nothing with her because she was in
love with me. No matter how much
he bounded her he could never get
her to sign the papers. She was
always true to me-.
"She must be fine girl" said
Casey, greatly impressed. Levy laid
his hand upon the Irishman's shoul-
der.
you've said it" he exclaimed.
Shes the finest girl that ever
breathed. Now what do YOU think
this dirty dog of a nobleman did
next?"
| They're capable Of anything" said
Casey.
H\ITELL. sir, he proposed to the
| w girl. Actually asked her to
! become the Countess Dimitri if she
would only sign the papers. But the
girl spurned him. Aren't girls Won
| derful?"
They sure are" assented Casey.
Levy leaned forward confidentially.
Have you ever been in love he
asked. Casey nodded.
well. I'm in love with this girl
now" continued Levy. And do you
mean to tell me you've got the heart
to lick a man who's in love, when you
know what that is yourself
| "I do" said Casey, rising. Il heard
her say you was brute and ye
haven't explained it. I'm thinking
ye'd better stand up and fight"
| please sit down and let me finish, -
said Levy, wiping the perspiration
from his forehead. The doggsd per
sistency of Casey in clingingto to his
one idea was making him nervous.
Even Count Dimitri" Levy went
on. bad as he is, always let's me
finish when I'm telling him some
thing. And you surely wouldn't let
a common nobleman get ahead. Of you
in politeness, would you?"
| IT would not" said Casey. seating
himself again. But yen mind that
have to explain it,"
- That's just what I'm going to do
said Levy. NOW, when the girl came
to me and said that Count Dimitri
wanted to marry her, what did do?
I said to myself, Levy I said, the
girls loves you and you love her.
But what can you do for her? You're
only a poor plumbers assistant and
Its all you can do to support your
self. The girl is young and good
looking and needs expensive clothes.
They all do Haven't you noticed
| that yourseIf?"
'I have" said Casey. nodding COM
prehensively.
so said to myself, Levy I said,
why be selfish about it Count
Dimitri is not bad-looking chap
and he has more money than he can
spend. Why not let the girl marry
him? It's better for one to be un-
thappy than two. OF course. she won't
like it at first. but after while
she'll get used to it. Girls always
lido. And then, some day. when she's
the mother of lot of little counts
and countesses, she will thank you
for making this great sacrifice for
her You see? So I advised her to
marry the count"
"You did?" asked Casey.
II did" said Levy with grand air
Then I'm thinking ye'd better
stand UP and take your licking" said
Casey. Because a fellow thatd play
such a dirty trick on girl is dirty
l!oafer. The girl was telling the truth
when she said ye was brute"
It suddenly became apparent to
Levy that mems standards Of ethics
tmay vary.
+ wait" he cried quickly. Il an
now coming to the main point. She
trsfused to marry him and said she
would marry nobody but me, She
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young man and regretting the neces-
sity of thrashing him. but he had
| looked for him all these days for no
other purpose than TO thrash him
| and, therefore he must be thrashed
| The possession of sinGle-trac
mind such as his simplif1es so charm
ingly the complex problems of life.
"Ye're right about them noblemen,
he said. "and l amt saying that
| don't like We. but if ye don't prove
that it was all my fault ye're going
to put up your fists and fight"
uTUST as you say" said Levy
) amiably. LAS long as 1 have
nothing to hide and feel that the
right is on my side I'd just as lief
tell you the whole story. if you insist
en- it. Only remember that I'm tell
ing you these things in confidence,
and if yo utell them to anyone it'll
make lot more trouble"
"Ye can trust me-" said Casey.
We'll, sir" Levy went on. this
nobleman-Count Dimitri was his
name-was always prosecuting me.
think he was jealous of my father be-
fore I was born and he swore he
would have his revenge on me. When
/ was fourteen years old l came over
to this country and Count Dimitri fol-
lowed me-"
Levy, with a sudden start. paused
in his narrative and looked at his
watch.
excuse mo one moment" he said,
and. reaching for the telephone. called
a number.
Dye ever play the races?" he
asked.
Casey shook his head.
81 just happened to think" explain
ed Levy, chat there's a horse run
ming today by the name Of Count
Dimitri If you like I'll put S. on
him for you"
But Casey was not to be side
tracked so easily. Get through with
your telephoning and go on with
the story" he said.
Hello. Is this you, Moe?' said
Levy, when he had obtained his con-
nection. This is Levy. Put Ave on
Dimitri for place, will you? Thanks"
d
went on, hanging up the, receiver
Well, as was saying. Count Dimitri
followed me to this country and made
my life a burden. Every time I got
a Job he had me fred. OF course, !
was only little boy then and didn't
have the political pull which I have
| today You know, all the big poll
ticians in town are friends of mine.
Keep to the story" said Casey SEN
tentiously.
Don't get angry with me-" said
Levy soothingly II know just how
you feel You think I did something
wrong to you. and Just because you're
a great big, good-looking, strappins
fellow, and I'm only half your size
| you think you ought to lick me
| Well, 1 amt saying you're wrong
All 1 ask is that you keep your tenn
iper until I've finished my story. I've
got so much to tell-you haven't any
idea what I've been through-that it's
no wonder I wander away from the
point every now and then. Well. now
| let's see-where was I?'
[ THAT Rooshian count was getting
We fired from yer job" said Casey.
| That's right. Well, one day I met
a little girl whose name-say, you'll
excuse me if l don't mention a lady's
name, won't you
| Sure" said Casey gallantly.
We'll, that little girl and I just
grew UP together. We played to-
| gethed when we were young. W.
cried together when her father and
mother died. Your father and
mother. I understand, didn't die"
| Casey nodded
! yThat's too bad" said Levy. 2
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was merely looking for him. Once he
asked kobliner:
rs that room beyond that door
there" :
Kobliner nodded.
When that Levy chap comes" said
Casey. I'll be asking ye to let us go
in there. / want to talk to him pri-
vate." And Kobliner nodded again
kobliner's economy of speech was
quite scientific.
A week passed. during which | was