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Evening star., 1922-07-23
French Honors for
u. S. NewspaperdOm
PARIS, July IL, 1922.


TINE French government has done
an unusual honor to American
newspaperdom- in giving
- permanent place in its art gall
leries to the portrait Of Frank B. Noyes,
president of the Associated PRESS
painted by Ossip Perelma-
Final delivery by the artist was made
on April 16. and the painting is now on
view at the Grand Palais des Champs
Elysees in the large hall adjoining the
annual salons where state acquired can
vases are first put on exhibition, await
ing their final destination in the LUX
embourg or other public art gallery.
The portrait was done at Washing
ton, the home Of Mr.. Noyes, when Perel-
ma. who is called the Russian Rem
brandt" made a tour Of the United
States. which lasted for several years
and on which he received commissions
to do many notable personages.
At San Francisco he painted Senator
Phelan. At Dearborn. he did Henry
Ford's portrait for him. At Detroit, IL
was Joe Hendry and Henry Wood Booth,
father of George Booth, who publishes
the Detroit News. At Dayton, he did
Gov. Cox. At Baltimore, he began
President Harding (then a candidate.
| and finished him at Washington.
Then the Russian painter did novel
thing. In truth. the times were just
| ripe for it. He returned to Paris, bring
ing with him a loan exhibition OF his
own works that attracted great atten-
ton. 1t consisted of a hundred and
more of these portraits of American
men-men only. 1t approximated the
first gallery of representative American
men ever presented to the gaze of Eu-
rope. Many of the names had become
household words in Paris at the time
of the peace conference.
Among these portraits was that of
the president of the Associated Press.
| which a French government decree,
| on proposition of the minister of pub
lie instruction and beaux-arts. makes
a permanent acquisition of the state.
| 1t is the third work Of Perelma to
find an official place in France. The
first is the Metchnikoff portrait, which
hangs in the library of the Pasteur In
!
! stitute The other is The Smile OF
victory" acquired by the French gov
ernment from the exposition of Rouen
| in full war time I916).
Unlike most works of the Russian
/ Rembrandt" the present portrait is in
| bright colors. MIR. Noyes, in white
| tennis suit, is seated in a chair i'll his
garden, which is all aglow with radiant
sunlight and the colors of flowers and
fruits. In the mind of the painter,
who is an enthusiast of American
! types, there is a kind of symbolism
| in this light and color and the ambi-
ance of happiness and perfume" OF
American life and character as he
found it-a parallel in the generosity
of nature in that garden and n k.,-
greatness of soul of these men,"
STERLING HE1L1G.
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thrust head and arms into her trim
tailor skirt and reached for the smart
little yellow straw hat which he had
only been able to wear once since she
bought it a month before.
Later. seated beside her radiant
friend on the top of a 5th avenue
bus, the spring sunshine flooding the
city. the street gay with fashionably
dressed women. she caught some
thing of Alice Gray's exhilaration.
The two women threaded the aisles
Of department stores. priced fabrics
and exclaimed over the novelties. Alice
Evening star., 1922-07-23
By w. J. Locke

Aristide. Il will take you there. We
start today
But. Mr.. Pujol." said the somewhat
bewildered Georgian. II thought you
were a man Of fortune"
Il am more than a man. I am a sol =
dier. I am a soldier of fortune. The
tickle goddess has for the moment de-
serted me. But I am loyal. I have
for all worldly goods two hundred
and fifty dollars. with which 1 shall
honorably pay my hotel bill. say
am a soldier Of fortune. But" he
slapped his chest, Il am the only
honorable one on the continent OF
Europe"
The young man fixed upon him the
for stained-glass windows, but of the
senior partner in the boot factory OF
Atlanta, Ga.
II believe you," said he IT'S a
deal. Shake"
And now" said Aristide. after hav-
ing shaken hands. rcome and lunch
with me at Nikola's for the last
time"
He rose, stretched out both arms in
wide gesture and smiled with Ms
irresistible ancient mariners eyes at
the young man.
I'VE lunch. We eat ambrosia. Then
we go out together and see tho won
derful world through the glass-blood
of saints and martyrs and apostles
and the good Father Abraham and
Louis Quatorze. Viens. mon cher ami
It is the dream of my life"
Practically penniless and absolutely
disillusioned, the amazing man was
radiantly happy.
Copyright. All rights reserved)
Evening star., 1922-07-23
By Frank Norris

I Hood Of sobbing that beat Upon his
ears. 1t had been a long, long time
since he had laid a hand upon her in
affection. yet now he was moved by
the violence Of her grief and the un-
familiar impulse came to him. He
laid down his knife and fork and
stared at her stolidly. frowning
deeply. He thought of getting up and
patting her shoulder; he tried to
think OF something to say, and in his
perplexity began to talk at random.
He did not know how to be gentle;
he had forgotten how to be tender.
The iron bonds of habit were too well
forged about him. He had always
treated his wife with contumely, and
now when he strove to reach her
troubled spirit with gentler words
he found himself only mouthing \
justification of his actions that MORN
ing. Lucy could not suspect that be-
hind the harsh voice and slow,
clumsy words there stirred within
him the first concern for her he had
known in years. Only the dogged
reiteration of the facts about ths
cream reached her consciousness,
Her sobbing fell silent, but she still
pressed her palms to her cheeks. her
fingers TO her eyes. Presently sho
was aware he had forsaken the topic
of the cream; now 1t was of his vir-
tues he discoursed.
Il let you live your own life; you
go and come as you please; you have
your own friends. L never ask you
how or why you spend the money
every month, and l never let the first
go by without depositinS your check
in the bank. j never question what
you do with yourself all day; all ] ask
of you is to run the house and keen
things nice. / don't see how you've
got much fault to find with me.
don't drink or gamble or smoke;
don't go out nights, and I've never
looked at another woman in all my
life. Now some men
Lucy listened until she could stand
no more. With wet tears staining
her cheeks, her face convulsed, she
suddenly Strengthened herself and
faced him, her lip trembling, her
hands half outstretched to him across
the table.
"oh, Tom, Tom" she cried, Il don't
care how moral you are! l don't care
anything about other women. 1 don't
care whether you go after them or
not. Seek them. kiss them! Gamble,
smoke and drink! Deny yourself
nothing on my account l don't care
how wicked you are All want you
to do Is to be kind to me, Tom-be
kind-be kind, Don't be so ugly and
mean to me, And sometimes-just
now and then-try to love me a
little!"
Copyright. 1922 All rights reserved
Evening star., 1922-07-23

Lucky to come with her and help her
pick them out.
X X X
T CCf could not resist. She was not
small enough to refuse to share
this friends pleasure. even though she
felt the injustice of Alice Gray's hav-
ing so much and herself so little.
And the bitter feelings of the early
morning were forgotten as she
hastily piled the unwashed breakfast
dishes in the sink to soak, gave an
Indifferent glance at the unmade beds,
Evening star., 1922-07-23
Liquefying Carbon.

CARBON may be melted and main
" tained in a liquid condition. ac-
cording to the experiments OF
French investigator. The heating was
effected under great pressure in the
electric furnace, and a curious phe-
nomenon was noticed at $500 atmos-
pheres, namely, that after brief
failure of the arc. the current refused
to pass even when the power was
much increased. 1t is supposed that
as the carbon passed into liquid
and transparent state, 1t assumed a
rare allotropic form, becoming a nom
conductor. The test was too brief for
a study of this condition, but was
made to include sudden cooling OF
the molten carbon by flooding with
water of the interior of the pressure
vessel. The minute diamonds were
recognized in the gray powder thus
obtained. the result being, however,
not wholly satisfactory
Evening star., 1922-07-23

for several days and he wanted his
wife to accompany him. Could she
arrange her affairs to be ready to
leave with him on the late afternoon
train?
Could she? Alice Gray's eyes
danced with excitement as she caught
Lucy's hand. There was nothing to
detain her, she had never visited Bos-
ton, she thought it perfectly sweet
of Alonzo to want(her to go. There
was the whole day before her in
which to get ready; she needed a new
hat, a veil and bag. and she urged
Evening star., 1922-07-23
An Adventure of Anstide Pujol

hsaval. He saw it all. the whole
mocking drama.
He, Aristide Pujol. was the most
sweetly, the most completely swindled
man in France.
= x*
THE Comte de Lussigny. the mild
Mrs. Errington and the beautiful
Betty were in league together and
had exquisitely plotted. They had
conspired as soon as he had accused
the count of cheating. The rascal
must have gone straight to them from
Millers room. No wonder that Lus-
signy. when insulted at the tables,
had sat like a tame rabbit and had
sought him in the garden. No Won
der he had accepted the accusation of
adventurer. No wonder he had re-
fused to play for the cheque which
he knew to be valueless. But why.
thought Aristide. did he not at once
consent to sell the papers on the
stipulation that he should be paid In
notes? Aristides found an answer.
He wanted to get everything for
nothing. afraid of the use that Aris-
tide might make of a damning con-
fession. and also relying for success
on his manipulation Of the cards.
Finally he had desired to get hold of
dangerous cheque. In that he had
been foiled. But the trio had got
away with his thousand pounds, his
wonderful thousand pounds.
He reflected, still keeping an atten-
tive eye on young Eugene Miller and
interjecting a sympathetic word, that
after he had paid his hotel bill he
would be as poor on quitting Aix-les-
Bains as he was when he had entered
it. Sic transit. AS it was in the
beginning with Aristide Pujol, is now
and ever shall be.
But have my clothes-such clothes
as I've never had in my life" thought
Aristide. And a diamond and sap
phire tie-pin and a gold watch, and
all sorts of other things. Iron de
rair, I'm still rich"
who would have thought she was
like that?" said he. And q hundred
pounds, too. A lot Of money"
For nothing in the world would he
have confessed himself q fellow vic
tim"
Il don't care a cent for the hundred
pounds" cried the young man. "Our
factory turns out seven hundred and
sixty-seven million pairs of boots per
annum." (Aristide. not I, is respon-
sible for the statistics.) But have
a feeling that In this hoary country
I'm just 4 little toddling child. And
I hate it. I do, sir. I want a nurse
to take me round"
A RISr1DE flashed tho lightning Of
> his wit upon the young man from
Atlanta, Ga. You do, my dear young
friend. I'll be your. nurse, at weekly
iIIsalary-say, q hundred fraucs-it
doesn't matter. We will not quar-
rel" Eugene Miller was startled.
YES" said Aristide. with = convinc-
ing flourish. It'll clear robbers and
sirens and harpies from your path.
I'll show you things in Europe-from
Tromso to Cap spartivento-thaty you
never dreamed Of. TIL lead you to
every stained-giass window. in the
world. know them ALL"
Il particularly want to ses those in
the Church ef g. sabah. tn Nursm-
berg"
II know theu NJ M peesse. said
Evening star., 1922-07-23

"Ah. your cheQue. monsieur. that we
were to collect. I am sorry. 1t has
come back from the London bankers
How come back?"
1T has not been honored. See, mon
sieur? Not known. No account "
The cashier pointed to the grim words
across the cheque.
"Comprends pas" faltered Aristide
1T means that the person who gave
you the cheque has no account at this
bank"
Aristide took the cheque and looked
at it in a dazed way.
Then do not get my twenty five
thousand francs?"
Evidently not" said the cashier.
A RISTIDE stood for a while stunned
What did it mean? His thousand
pounds could not be lost. 1t was in
possible. There was some mistake
1t was an evil dream. With a heavy
weight on the top of his head. he
went out of the C;edit Lyonnais and
mechanically crossed the little street
separating the bank from the cafe
on the Place Carnot. There he sat
stupidly and wondered. The waiter
hovered in front of him. Monsieur
desire?" Aristide waved him away
absently. Yes, 1t was some mistake
Mrs. Errington in her agitation must
have used the wrong cheque book
But even rich English people do not
carry about with them circulating
library assortment of cheque books
1t was incomprehensible-a mean
while. his thousand pounds.
The little square blazed before
him in the August sunshine. Oppo-
site flashed the white mass of the
Establishment des Bains. There was
the old Roman arch of Titus, gray
and venerable. There were the trees
of the gardens in riotous greenery
There on the right, marking the hour
of eleven on its black face, was the
clock of the Compton National. II
was Aix-familiar Aix-not a land OF
dreams. And there coming rapidly
across tho Compton National was the
we'll knit figure of the young man
from Atlanta.
Eugene Miller, in fine frenzy
threw himself into chair beside
Aristide.
"see here. Can you understand
this?
He thrust into his hand pink strip
of paper. It was q cheque for a hun
dred pounds, made payable to Eugene
Miller, esquire. signed by Mary Err
rinrton. and marked mot known. No
account"
"ronnerre do Dieu" cried Aristide.
How did you get this?"
"How did I get it7 I cashed 1t for
her the day she went away. She
said urgent affairs summoned her
from Aix-ao time to wire for funds
wanted to pay her hotel bili-and she
says mo the address of her old Eng
lish home in Somerset and invited me
to come there In Septmeber. Fif-
teenth of September. Said that you
were coming. And now I've got a
bum cheaue. / guess l can't wander
about this country alone. need
blinkers and harness and man with
2 whip"
He went on Indignantly. Aristide
composed his faes into an expression
Of parsntsl interest. but within hfm
thsrs was shiyering and siekentng up
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Gray bought a charming hat, the veil
and neat little handbag with nickel
clasps, and Lucy indulged herself in
a much needed electric iron. In buoy
ant spirits they made a leisurely prog
ress at a late luncheon hour to one Of
the smart, new French restaurants on
Park avenue.
And almost at the entrance way,
about to pass through the revolving
glass doors to the street. absorbed
and gayly chatting together. they en-
countered Alonzo Gray and a hand
somely dressed woman. A happy ex-
Evening star., 1922-07-23
THE TICKLE GODDESS

A RISTIDE lost the first game. He
- wiped the sweat from his fore
head. In the second game he won
the vole in one hand. The third and
final game began. They played
slowly, carefully. with keen. quick
eyes. Their breathing came hard
The counts lips. parted beneath his
uptwisted mustache. showed his teeth
| like a cats Aristide lost sense OF
al outer things in the thrill of the
encounter. They snarled the stereo-
typed phrases necessary for the con-
duct of the game. At last the points
stood at four for Aristide and three
for the adversary. 1t was Aristides
deal. Before turning up the eleventh
card he paused for the fraction OF a
second. If it was the king. he had
won. He f1icked it neatly face up
ward 1t was not the king.
Yen donne."
| mon. LIE roi."
The count played and marked the
king. Aristide had no trumps. the
game was lost"
He sat back white. while the count
smiling. gathered up the bank notes
And now, Monsieur Pujol." said ne
impudently, "I am willing to sell you
this rubbish for the cheque."
Aristide jumped to his feet
Never he cried. Madness seized
him. Regardless of the fact that ne
had nothing like another thousano
pounds left were with to repay Mrs
Errington If he lost. he shouted: u
will play again for 1t. Not ecarte
One cut of the cards. Ace lowest.
"All right" said the count.
Begin, you"
Aristide watched his hand like cal
as he cut. He cut an eight. Aristlde
gave a little gasp of joy and cut
quickly. He held up a knave ano
laughed aloud. Then he stopped
short as he saw the count about te
pounce on the documents and the
cheque. He made swift movement
and grabbed them first, the othel
mans hand on his.
"Canaille"
LIE dashed his free hand into the
IL adventurer's face. The man stag
I gered back Aristide pocketed the
precious papers. The count scowled
at him for an undecided second and
then bolted from the room.
"Whew" said Aristide, sinking into
his chair and wiping his face. THAT
was g. narrow escape"
He looked at his watch. It was only
10 o'clock. 1t had seemed as If his
game with Lussigny had lasted for
hours. He could not go to bed and
stood confronted with anti-climax
After q while he went in search OF
Eugene Miller and, having found him
in solitary meditation on stained
glass windows In the dim-lit grounds
of the villa, sat down by his side and
for the rest Of the evening poured his
peculiar knowledge Of Europe into
the listening ear Of the young man
from Atlanta.
On the following morning, as soon
as he was dressed. he learned from
the concierge that the Comte de Lus-
signy had left for Paris by the early
train.
Good" said Aristide.
| A little later Mrs. Errington met
him in the lounge and accompanied
him to the lawn. where they had sal
the day before
Evening star., 1922-07-23

II have no words to thank you
Monsieur Pujol." she said, with tears
in her eyes. II have heard how you
shamed him at the tables. 1t was
brave Of you"
1T was nothing" He shrugged his
shoulders as if he were in the habit
of doing deeds like that every day
Of his life. And your exquisite
daughter. madame?"
Poor Betty, She is PROSTATE. She
says she will never hold up her head
again. Her heart is broken"
1T is young and will be mended.'
said Aristide.
she smiled sadly. 1T will be a
question Of time. But she is grateful
to you, Monsieur Pujol. She realizes
from what a terrible fate you have
saved her." She sighed. There was
brief silence.
AFTER this" she continued, "a fur
ther stay in AK would be too painful
We have decided to take the Savoy
express this evening and get back to
our quiet home in Somerset"
"Ah, madame" said Aristide ear
nestly. And shall I not have the
pleasure of seeing the charming Miss
Betty again."
You will come and stay with US in
September. Let me see? The 18th.
Why not fix q date? You have my
address? No? will you write ii
DOWN." She dictated: 'wrotesly
Manor, Burnholme, Somerset. There
I'll try to show you how grateful
am"
CHE extended her hand. He bowed
over it and kissed in in his French
way and departed a very happy man.
The Erringtons left that evening
Aristide waylaid them as they were
entering the hotel omnibus with q
preposterous bouquet of flowers
which he presented to Betty, whose
pretty face was hidden by q motor
veil He bowed, laid his hand On
his heart and said: "Adieu, mademoi-
selle."
NO." she said in a low voice, But
most graciously. "Au revoir, Monsieur
Pujol."
For the next few days AK seemed
to be tame and colorless. In an in
explicable fashion, too, 1t had be.
come Improbable. Aristide no longer
knew that he was going to win. and
he did not win. He lost consider
ably. So much so that on the morn
ing when he was to draw the cash
for the cheque at the Credit Lyonnais
he had only fifty pounds and some odd
silver left /Aristide, looking ut the
remainder rather ruefully, made a
great resolution. He would gamble
no more. Already he was richer thin
he had ever been In his life. He
would leave AK. ITEMS! Why should
he not go to his good friends at Bo-
cardons at Mines. bringing with him
a gold chain for Bocardon and q pair
Of earrings for the adorable Zette?
There he would look about him. He
would use the thousand pounds as a
stepping-stone to legitimate fortune,
Then he would visit the Erringtons
in England, and If the beautiful Miss
Betty smiled on him--why, after all
he was an honest man, without q
feather on his conscience.
So. jauntily swinging his cane, he
marched into the ofioe Of the Credit
ILyonnais, went into the inner room
and explained biz businesi i.
Evening star., 1922-07-23

Scientific methods for cutting down
the fatigue of factory workers is
proving successful, the result In one
large factory being 27 per cent IN
crease in efiiciencT -
Evening star., 1922-07-23

aeneiuiu has the largest pineapple
cauueries in the world; .--4-...-.--... 5
Evening star., 1922-07-23
CONTINUED from Second Page)

Aristide trod on air during the Two
minutes walk to the Hotel de ! Eu-
rope. At the bureau he ordered
couple OF packs of cards and supply
of drinks and went to his paiatiai
room on the ground floor. In a lie"
moments the Comte de LussiSny ap-
neared. Aristide offered him a two
franc corona. which was ceremoni-
ously accepted. Then he tore the
wrapping off one of the packs OIL
cards and shuffied.
Monsieur" said he, still shufding,
81 should like to deal two hands at
ecarte. 1t signifies nothing. 1t Is
an experiment. Will you cut?'
"yolontiers." said the count.
Aristide took up the pack. dealt
three cards to the count, three caros
to himself, two cards to the count
two to himself, and turned up the
king of hearts as the eleventh card.
Monsieur" said he, expose your
hand and l will expose mine
Both men threw their hands face
uppermost on the table. AristIde
was full of trumps, the counts OF
valueless cards.
LIE looked at his adversary with his
IL roguish. triumphant smile. The
count looked at him darkly. "The
ordinary cardplayer does not know
how to deal like that" he said with
sinister significance.
But I am not ordinary in anything.
my dear sir" laughed Aristide in his
large boastfulness. If l were, do
YOU think 1 would have agreed to
your absurd proposal? Voyons. I only
wanted to show you that in dealing
cards l am your equal. Now, the let
ters-' The count threw small
packet on the table. You will per-
mt me? I do not wish to read them
1 verify only. Good" said he. And
the confession?''
What you like" said the count
coldly Aristide scribbled a few lines
that would have been devastating to
the character of Hyrcanean tiger
and handed the paper and fountain
pen to the count.
"Will you sign?"
The count glanced at the words and
signed.
VOLTA said Aristide. laying Mrs
Errington's cheque beside the docu-
ments. Now let us play. The best
of three 'games?"
rGood." said the count. But you
will excuse me, monsieur. if 1 claim
TO play for ready money. The cheque
will take five days to negotiate and
if ] lose 1 shall evidently have to
leave AK tomorrow morning"
That's reasonable said Aristide.
He drew out his fat note case and
counted twenty-five one-thousand-
franc notes on 40 the table. And then
began the most exciting game OF
cards he had ever played. In the first
place he was playing with another
persons money for a fantastic stake,
n. girls honor and happiness Sec
ondly he was pitted against a master
uf ecarte. And thirdly he knew that
his adversary would cheat IL he could
and that his adversary suspected him
of fraudulent designs. So as they
played each man craned his head
forward and looked at the other
mans fingers with fierce intenAty.
Evening star., 1922-07-23

TN thirteen years Tom Valentine had
1 never seen his wife cry. He was
startled now-alarmed and shocked.
He watched her In panied uneasiness
for some minutes. cropping about in
his mind for some way to check the
Norwich bulletin., 1922-10-20

involved in eombing the three big rails roads.
 The merger has been under discuss sion for many months he said. but any assertion that the merger plans have been completed is without foundation. It is not So close at hand as some people think !"
 Plans for the merger when completed will De presented to the interstate com merce commission at Washington. No4 vember IT. The commission has already announced tentative consolidation plans for the railroads involved but which do not meet with their approval Under those plans, the Great Northern would Abe joined with the Chicago. Milwaukee and St. Paul railroad and the Northern