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"wouId You Like to Go for a spina"


tween them. The moment OF lovers had
passed.
When the shabby door OF the board
ing house had closed between them
Rose went slowly upstairs. The SAVIOR
had vanished from life. The wealthy
old widower who occupied the parlor
suite saw her pass. Would you like
10 go for spin in the moonlight 2"
he asked. guessing that some shadow
had fallen between the couple who
were almost lovers. NOR" he said
sharply as the girl shook her head.
II suppose Harold's mercenary ideas
have Disguised you with men. / heard
today that Miller has limited to him
that he will take him into the firm
II he marries the right glrl-meaning,
of course. Edna Miller. the plain
daughter OF a wealthy family"
Stunned Rose stood. one small foot
poised upon the next step. Harold and
Edna Miller. How had she been so
blind? This accounted for Harold's
preoccupatlon. He had been actually
hesltating between the girl he loved
and the girl who would bring him all
he desired from the world.
youth Is always selfish" pursued
the gray-halred man. his square stub
born face looking wrinkled and sal.
low. his cool aged eyes upon the youth
full face before him. "One can scarcely
blame Harold for looking out for him
self. After man has been married n
year riches are mighty nice TO have.
or course think him mighty silly TO
pass up a girl like you for a plain lit
tie girl like Edna, but"
81 am very sleepy" burst out Rose
furiously. a CLINT of tears in her stormy
blue eyes. Il"
The other laughed; "You can scarce
ly be sleepy Mt 7:30 O'clock" he
teased II will get out the car and we
can race with the mOOnbeams The
clouds are being whipped along by the
wind. and we shall have rain before
long"
Rose made no pretense Of listening
further. Her mind was filled with
Harold: Harold whom she had fancled
bound 20 her by iron links; Harold
whom she could choose or An.
gritty she stamped her foot upon the
worn stair carpet. She had been TON
ing prettlly with Harold while he hnd
been trying TO decide whether or not
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The Riaht Way.

Motorists ON the highway between
Greenfield and Pendleton have been
having considerable difficulty In getting
through a certain bad spot In the road.
A few days ago an automobile sunk
TO axle depths. but. after titanic
struggle, succeeded in backing out.
The destination was forward. however,
so the driver went to a farmhouse
near by and asked boy whether there
was any other road he could take to
Pendleton.
"Only road 10 Pendleton." the boy
answered. "Ain't no other way"
"0h. there must he some other way"
the mOtOrlst insisted.
"Nope. no other way. Just go on
into the hole and pa will be along In
little bit an pull you out for S4."-
Indianapolis News.
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lawn AZ Farmers.

Gabriel Davidson. general manager
OF the Jewish Agricultural and Indus
trial Aid society. has issued a report
concerning It's work. The society's
goal has been. To quote the report,
ito build up substantial, progressive
and permanent Jewish farming class
in this country" Twenty-Five years
ago. when the organization began to
function. there were PIG Jewish farm
families In the United States. Today
the number exceeds GOOO. In 1900
the total acreage owned by Jewish
farmers was 12.O29. Today more than
100000 acres are farmed by Jewish
hands, and the real estate and per-
sonal value Of these holdings are
above Sl.OOO.0O0.
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Natural History.

"The lady you just met prides her.
self on having a serpent's tongue"
How Interesting" exclaimed Miss
Cayenne. ~ never knew that serpents
had such an appetite for tea and
Shicken salad"
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controlled by politicians and exclusively in their inter-
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HOME BOARD HAVE NOV
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We have recently bought the mill
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Snow Hill, Md.
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TT is interesting to observe to what lengths
L Nash goes in painstaking shop practice,
because it bears directly upon the quality
that has earned Nash cars their nationwide
esteem.
To make certain that Nash cylinders
absolutely true, stream of cold water is
circulated through the water jackets the
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being generated by the operation of machin-
ing and it is heat that expands the cylinder
and causes the variations in size which distin-
g.ish inferior cylinders from Mash cylinders
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The Washington herald., 1922-11-26
Ollie Debrow, Black.
Faced Comedian, in
His Stage Costume
and Makeup.

| seemed to see poor Ollie Debrow, in the
edians comic dress that he upon the stage, his
face blackencd with cork and his lips painted into
the ghastly semblance of a smile as he whipped out
cause of a woman VINO now bore my name!
And had fondy imagined that was the first
she had ever kissed,
Although did not know it then, Fate brought
Ollie Debrow and myself together later when
both of our lives seemed wrecked and was to hear
of that dramatic meeting | shall tell in another
chapter.
Jessie. when | told her of what had learned,
wept great deal and begged me to forgive her 1t
was hard. question to settle but her protestations
seemed so sincere that my sympathies aroused
making excuses for her. | laid the blame on her
virOnment. even blamed Debrow and denied his
accusations. 1t made me feel very noble and chiv-
alrOuS-even happy to kiss away her tears and tell
her that everything all right.
Later on, when learned of Debrow's successful
suit for divorce and his award of the child, didn't
know whether had been very noble fellow or just
plain. everyday common garden variety of dunn
fool and began to wonder which Jessie considered
me to be. But the pose of martyrdom gave
much pleasure that continued to be noble about the
matter and said nothing more. Besides, it seemed
to me that Jessie was grateful and treated with
more consideration than she might otherwise have
shown
OF course all of ths-I refer to meeting Jesse's
first husband and my discovery of the trial records
and my subsequent showdown with Jessie Reed
all came about long after the rude intrusion of the
newspaper reporters which described at the begin
ming of this chapter.
At that time-before knew all the facts-Jessie
seemed more hufy than hurt and talked great deal
OF having all the reporters arrested and put in Jail
for nnetynine years. shared her indign alton and
became bit balmy in my efforts to soothe her. l
The Washington herald., 1922-11-26

Nora said she was expecting proposal.
The day made more exciting by long-dis-
tance telephone call from Miss Emily Orange,
other charming creature of the "Follies" who had
taken airplane from New York City in the hope
of reaching Boston in time for JesSes wedding. Her
companions in the lark Charles l.. Grovat,
wealthy admirer living in New York, and Captain
Frank FitzSimmonS formerly of the air service.
Emily had called to say that shortly after they
had started out the hydroplane had fallen in
dive, landing in the plowed field of a Long Island
farm. AS result Emily was in the hospital with
badly wrenched back and was blithely sending her
regrets by telephone. Mr.. Grovat was at her bedside
and both gave Jessie long and exciting account of
their adventure. They talked for almost an hour,
apparently obvious to long distance telephone tolls.
At the end of the conversation during which paced
the foor frettng with impatience Jessie called me
to the telephone and introduced to the unfortu-
nate aviatQrs the telephone as her brand new
husband.
l had some messages, too. One was from my
mother, asking what had happened l wired her that
had married the most bewderingly beautiful angel
in the world and that would present her the next
morning at the Btmore Hotel in New York
Fortunately, this fitted in with Jessie's plans,
as the show was leaving Boston for New York that
night. had engaged drawing room on the mid
night train, for which Jessie congratulated me- say
ing that now we could get up a regular party and
have grand time the train.
l felt the same dsa appointment at this sugges-
ton that had experienced when she had insisted
upon inviting all of her friends to the wedding cele-
bration and the little "at home the following day.
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tried to feel sure that ghasty mistake had been
made and was ready to go out and fight the world
single handed to prove it.
assured Jessie of this and more. asked her to
feel my muscles and promised to kill the next person
who whispered a word against her character and
reputation Gradually Jessie became her bright,
sweet self again. and it began to look like happy
marriage. after all
But, in the words of Mr.. Irwin Cobb, we had just
about much privacy goldfish during the
mainder of that day. Hardly had the reporters left
and the storm occasoned by their arrival died away
when endless series of telephone calls and per-
sonal calls utterly destroyed all the secuson had
hoped to have. 1t was the most public honeymoon
in the world.
One of the first to arrive Miss Nora Reed,
whom supposed to be Jessies sister Jessie
herself seemed to have created this impression for
reasons that were always my head unless it was
that after Ollie Debrows murder trial both girls
formed sort of partnership and came to New York
to conquer the world The story of how Jessie and
Nora, whose real name was Flppen, l believe
worked their way to New York from New Orleans
on coastwise steamer was told.
Nora gushed a great deal and told me how very
fortunate was to win the affections of her SISTER,
and managed to give the impression that many
American mut-milionares and foreign dukes and
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| began to think that would never get chance
to have my bride alone to myself. But my darng's
wishes were still my commands. and sadly assented
TO the suggestion.
After the show that evening our drawing room
was filled with as many "Follies' beauties as it
would hold. This meant some saving on their part,
/ suppose, as it eliminated the necessity Of buying
berth But all of my tactfully werded offers to
buy space for the crowd, if they would only clear
out of our drawing room. met with Jessie's in
dgnant veto.
"Why, DAM" she said. BE sociable! These
girls are my dearest friends"
And so there was another night of revelry as
the train started for New York, with every one
happy but me. Harry Heinrich climbed aboard TO
say a touching goodbye to Nora Reed and dropped
off at the Back Bay station Thereafter, we sat
up and drank highbas while dozen self-appointed
chaperones told me what a lucky man l was. II
getting to be a bore. 1t did no good to tell
them that Jessie was going to meet my mother the
next morning and that she needed few hours rest.
They simply would not leave. -F'..
One by one, my guests finally dropped off 10
sleep In our drawing room and finally dozed on
myself When the amused porter opened the door
the next morning to tell that were in New
York Jessie was snoring in the upper berth of the
drawing room. Olive Vaughn and Helen Shea, two
more Follies favortes. were sleeping in the lower
berth. Nora Reed was on the lounge. and I. Of
course. was sleeping on the floor
AS were all fully dressed, it just took a
minute to shake the sleep out Of our eyes and get
ready for the next ordeal of my married ife-pre-
senting my bride to my mother who was anxiously
waiting for us at the hotel Of course, did not
want her to know that had been drinking. ard
| wanted Jessie to make the best appearance pos
Sible. Ny mother had the usual notions about the
stage and musical comedy girls and I was very
anxious to prove to her that Jessie was the excep-
ton to the rule. believe mentioned something
of this to Jessie. She laughed. ...
Don't you worry" she said. "You leave that
to me-"
We got rid of the others and drove at once 10
the hotel. Before asking for my mothers room we
engaged another and hurredly bathed and dressed.
In minute all of my worries over what my mother
would think had disappeared for Jessie appeared
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earls would shoot themselves in
stantly when they heard the news.
A few minutes later in walked
Harry Heinrich, the young Cleve-
land millionaire whom | mentioned
in the first chapter of this series
as advising me against. marriage.
When he saw us he admitted that
he was mistaken about chorus girls.
and apologized to Jessie for trying
to interfere with the match. In a
moment he was off in a corner with
Nora, saying many of the same
things that had distinguished my
first meeting with Jessie Reed. Later
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une in a Few Weeks
:, and Won ''the
Reveals the
7..Young
and Ruined I

.ing sued for divorce by
5 what it cost to acquire
not cheap and easy for
one.
tent of the public. and
inexperienced boys who
.amours by these chorus
ided to write the details
,aswell explains one of
times-how the chorus
manages to keep a maid.
elf with furs and jewels
Iffeur.
explained. is the son of
iel Caswell.. once candi-
ohio. At his death Mr..
Vt of young Dams share
Immediately available.
o the hands of a twenty
ming himself.
aswell is a lesson which.
| and indulgent fathers
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trating). When he did
! shot twice.
Q.-What effect did
the statement made by
your wife as to her re-
lations with this man
have on your mind
Alt upset my mind.
broke me all up-so |
went in and got my gun
and walked up there for
an explanation.
Q.-Did you shoot
him because he had
been intimate with your
wife?
A.-Yes: because of
what my wife had con-
fessed to me and in de.
fense of my life.
My feelings when !
had finished reading
this testimony ] cannot
adequately describe.
A vision constantly
haunted me Il could
not drive it from my
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Cortinvsd o. Pace
New-York tribune., 1922-10-08

speak fer good one while they was still TO be-
got.
An with bartenders, they simply got to do
IT. There amt no other way fer them to get
EN-. Just think of the old birds thirty, forty
years from now would come fockin' to a mu-s
scum TO see stuffed bartender behind bar
in glass case! Think O., the reunions tbat,d
be held In front O. that case -old rumrnies that
hadn't seen each other in thirty years!
Ihen, there's the education there'd be in it
fer college students an bright young fellas
that hadn't ever seen bar or even heard Of
one without they'd read Of such thing In
some old book Why, without somethin' like
tnat the next generation wouldn't be able to
get interested in half the books.
THE books that hasn't got bars in 'em has
mostly got kings in 'em an you take an bring
up generation that don't know nothin' about
kings nor bars an them books would all be
gone to Evaste.
New-York tribune., 1922-10-08
And so for three days made circles.
BY THOMAS L. MASON

the proper time comes. We can't do that till
the end of the picture-get me?"
All right, Sam," she replies, very humble,
for could see that the gal meant business.
III do anything you say if you will only land
me somewhere when I get real action
You'll have all the action you want, Joan,
If you just follow me. Now, the first thing
we must do is to get North Woods villain
How do you do that?" she asks, her beau
tiful blue eyes opening wide.
We'll" ] replies, 1--WE might advertise: YOU
can get almost anything that way. And he
ought to be educated-I mean like he came
from college"
"Oh, / see,' says Joan, beginning to catch
on; "a regular cold-blooded villain-what do
you think, Sam-Yale, Harvard or Prince
toni"
You know more about those college birds
than do, Joan," was my cautious reply And,
r1ghC here swept her courtly bow like one
OF them black boys that waits and crawls
around the potentates Of the East. IF you
Will allow me" l says, you'll fix this thing ur
to suit yourself-you're so accustomed to hav
ing things done for you that you amt in train
ing mentally, but you get your bean working
on this plot. I'll meet you in the North Woods
that you crawl up to my lonely cabin and that
l nurse you back to life, in purity of thought
and all that sort of thing; and there's got to
be guy who captures you-he's the Harvard
villain; he owns lumber camp, and is at the
head of syndicate; besides that, he's gam
bier and murderer on the side, and"--
"Dont!" she cries. "Give me chance to
think for myself for once in my life; all ask
is this, Sam-who's going to be the old man
that am taking North-he can't be Dad Sam
because Dad is too busy in Wall Street,
She was beginning to catch on in gre..r
shape, so I was willing to help her out.
That's dead easy" / replies. "All YOU cot
to do is to pick up some old guy your pop has
ruined-there must be string of them SITTING
on the Broad Street curb;- have him nearIy
croaking with some sort Of a mug that onlv tho
North WoodsH cure. And get a motive"
'Say no more!" exclaims JOAN "To- think
that all my life I've been in society and ne ver
had real thought. Sam, if / die in some
snowdrift before reach you remember that
you are the only boy who ever gave me q real
thrill and I'll come back tomorrow and we'll
get this whole affair mapped OUT"
Don't you worry about dying" I replies.
Nobody ever dies in a real adventure like this
And there's another thing noticed knockino
about, and that is, you always get what Won
wants, IN spite of the villain.
New-York tribune., 1922-10-08
On the the third

I must see him through to Kale, who, dis.
guised as a real estate dealer from San Fran
cisco, will see me at Nome and follow me
north"
He'll see you and get cuckoo over you,"
/ says, beginning to grind my teeth.
Certainly. That's inevitable"
All right. I'll wait. Go on"
II will have faithful guide-his name, by
the way, is Pierre Poincar-who will rescue
me, but will not prevent
Zone moment, Joan," l says, twill Pierre
get crazy over you, too?"
Naturally. He's the one who has to bury
his great love for me in the snow, so don't
worry about him. But Kale, through one of
his henchmen, will have old man Sparks assas-
slnated after getting him separated from me-
He will fail, however, to secure the written
order, which Pierre snatches away and later
gives to me. Pierre is wounded, and while Pm
waiting for him my dogs get fighting and
eat each other up. I wander forth in the
snow. Night comes on / manage to reach
your cabin And then"--
Don't speak Of it, Joan!" exclaims I. be-
ginning to lick my chops "I'll have the place
all fitted up, pigskin library, seven-foot screen.
roaring logs in fireplace and everything"
The fact was I was getting so excited over
the whole business could scarcely restrain
myself.
"You can't have it too far north to suit
me" / says. "Give me all the snow in the
world! What's the date?"
"Be there all set in your cabin by the
18th Of November; here's the place right on
the map. And now farewell until we meet
again."
I got my hop off all right and by the
10th of November I was in my lonely cabin
in the North Woods; it certainly was great
change from Baracoa. With the three
thousand / made at the Springs had fitted
myself up like a regular Northern guy,
coonskin cap and all the fixin's; if r do saw
it, looked great. brought along COM
plete set Of bearskin rugs, mission furni-
ture and dandy screen at a bargain sale
at Nome, and what with plenty Of fresh
killed logs, groceries and pemmican and
my pigskin library, there was nothing lack
ing but Joan.
Would she get there?
On the morning Of the 18th began scour-
ing the woods But it was not until nearly
dusk on the 18th that my search, as they saw.
was rewarded. Suddenly Spitenberg, my head
dog, began to let out series Of barks. Just
ahead of us was black spot. AS we drew
nearer ! saw 1t was figure huddled in the
snow Running forward on nv snowshoos
New-York tribune., 1922-10-08

get the right motion when they was usin, the
par towel, they couldn't slap down the bottles
r,ght an they was messy when they combed off
the suds.
ou didn't see no real bartenders iii Eden's
piace. he was wise guy; he kne whe couldn't
rake bartender He stuck tc kings an cops
an garroters an such like. That was what
made It instructive. Things was true to life.
II you didn't know what garroter was like
when you went there, after you'd read the label
on the one in the chamber Of horrors you'd
know garroter any place you seen one, be-
cause you knew you could rely on Mr.. Eden to
have things right an that it wasn't no dentist
nor barber by reglsr gorroter.
so it might be they could get up synthetic
king for the museum but If was runnin' d
museum an kings was gettin' as scarce as
what they are wouldn't run no chances. but
New-York tribune., 1922-10-08
MARTY'S REGARDS. To C0NeTA NTr1N7r

<6TT DOES seem,' said Marty Mcmahon
the retired bartender, "like. if this
fella Constantine comes to the United
States, they oughta let comrittee of
US retired bartenders go down the bay u, meet
MIN, all Of us bein' in the same boat. as vo,,
might say.
Pretty soon, too. somebody oughta tin off
the museum people that they better be pickin,
some good specimens O. kings an bartenders
70 stuff an set up along wit the Indians an,
suits OF arnor an such like that thev keen in
slass cases First thing they know, it'll be too
late.
don't know about kings, but they cert'n'y
wouldn't be able to fake up no synthetic bar
tenders II they waited too long an found thew
wasn't no specimens left. You take an fix up
most anybody wit crown an fur-edced
New-York tribune., 1922-10-08
By ROBERT B. PECK

cape an mustache an it'll do fer king.
When Mr.. Eden was runnin' his place on
Twenty-third Street he had dozens If ,en in
wax an you could tell they was kings just like
you could tell the wax cops was cops.
But it's different with bartenders. Thev
couldn't pull no fakes in that line A man is
either bartender or else, he amt an, ,em
that amt you can tell mile off that thev amt.
Just Ike you can tell them that are It's
gift, like drawin' pictures or tamin' lions
You can study up an improve it, but YOU
got 70 nave 1T to start with or else you ain't no
bartender. I've known birds to spend years an,
years tryin' to get the hang of it, but thev,d
never last week in first-class Joint. They
didn't look natural bseind the bar, they didn't