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The mirror., 1923-09-13
THE FIGURE IN BRONZE
XIV
By Mr.. H. ".


woman who lived in neat, but
humble home, Justice heard her
singing gayly as she went about her work.
Mrs. James, was the wife of poor work.
ing man, and, with several children, found
life hard road. Yet she sang!
"Oh, Miss True!" cried the woman as
she caught sight of Justice. "You're just in
time! I've just finished baking lot of
nice fresh bread, and some apple turn
overs. Sit down and have turnover with
some of this lovely, rich cream"
"My but those are splendid!" said
Justice, as she partook of the dainty treat.
"I'm so happy today that hardly know
what to do! The price of -four has just
come down so that could afford to buy a
half sack, and my neighbor and her little
girl haven't tasted bread for nearly two
weeks, so Pm going to take her few
loaves and some of these apple turnovers
and cream!" her eyes danced as she hurried
about making up parcel. Then she
paused and said sympathetically, "Of
course I'm glad that that wheat-corner
failed, but I'm-I'm so sorry for poor Mrs.
De Pomp."
eyes, and so am T." replied Justice.
"But I'm afraid that Mrs. De Pomp wasn't
very sorry for the poor, when she thought
that perhaps a million would be hers as
a result of successful wheat-corner."
Then she quoted her words to the De
Pomp's "I will pull down my barns and
build greater; and there will I bestow all
my goods. And I will say to my soul,
"Soul, thou hast much goods laid up for
many years. Take thine ease; eat drink,
and be merry" But God said unto him,
"Thou foolish one; this night is thy soul
required of thee; and the goods which
thou hast prepared-whose shall they be?"
"Yes-how true!" answered Mrs. James,
and Justice arose and left, in order not to
delay the woman's errand.
They met just outside the post-office.
Justice True would have evaded the
woman but she had blocked the way. Mrs.
Hellund drew herself up in an attitude of
superior dignity, and was saying in fine
scorn-"I am considerably amazed, and
not little shocked by your recent be-
havior, Miss True. You will pardon me
if suggest that as young lady of some
refinement it would be more becoming if
you devoted your energies a trifle less to
the pursuit of publicity; not to mention
tawdry sensationaism; and more toward
the finer, more ladylike occupation of
seeking to fulfill the just expectations of
we who have received you so generously
into our friendship. Mere gratitude
would seem to dictate that you should con-
slider our feelings SOMEWHAT"
Justice was not little panied at this
upbraiding, and enquired solicitously-
"Why, Mrs. Hellund! What can you be
referring to? am sure that always en-
deavor to be worthy of my friends esteem,
and I am at loss to discern in what
manner I may have offended you."
The woman essayed what she consid-
cred to be the pose of grand dame, but
to Miss True it seemed much like the
posture of a grand Ounce.
The mirror., 1923-09-13
THEPHANTOM PHOTOGRAPH
6 @ ORRY to see you take it so hard,
Phil. Believe me, if there was
By Mr.. Il. X. S.

~ Phil. Believe me, if there was
way out I'd try it. As it is,
we will have to postpone the trip for this
summer at least, and that means delay
of whole year before your book can be
published, and miserable summer spent
in town for the two of us. Too bad, old
man, but it can't be helped"
Peter Ruck was the speaker and his
consolatory remarks were addressed to his
bosom friend and erstwhile assistant,
Phillip Dunn, an embryo author and nov
elist. Phillips name in its entirety was
Phillip de Lafayette Dunn and he had but
recently affixed this imposing cognomen to
his first successful and accepted novel.
Accepted conditionally however,-for the
publisher who had promised bright fu-
ture for Phillips novel, had insisted that
its success would be better assured if it
were illustrated with scenes from the or
iginal setting of the story. Some years
ago Phillip had made trip through the
western mountains and it was amid the
Rockies and adjacent country that the plot
of his novel was laid. To obtain the
Photographic illustrations to accompany
the book it would be necessary to make a
two months tour through the western
states which could only be accomplished
through the medium of good car, ex-
pense money, and an experienced photog-
rapher.
expense money were lacking. Luckily,
Peter Ruck was a photographer, and it
was in his work shop, called studio by
courtesy, that we find him and Phillip dis
cussing for the hundredth time the ways and
means,-or rather the lack of ways and
means, for making the desired and impor-
tant trip.
Peter was a skilled and enthusiastic
photographer. Since the best photogra-
pliers are known as artists, Peter Ruck
could apply the term artist to himself
without conceit. His studio was SMALL and
unfortunately was located in an obscure
street in the large mid-western metropolis
that had been Peters birthplace. But
Peter Ruck was ambitious. Someday,
when conditions warranted and finances
permitted, he would change his location
to the busy and prosperous part of the city
and become famous,-perhaps.
After Phillips publishers had accepted
his book on condition that he supply the
necessary illustrations for the same, Peter
had generously offered his help both fnan-
cial and professional. Peters professional
skill was unquestioned, but his finances, as
well as those of Phillips, were noticeable
chiefly by their non-existence. The young
author had exhausted his resources in the
writing of his book and the expenses at
tendant upon gathering material and local
color for the same. At present he sub
sisted upon the meager wages Peter was
enabled to pay him for his services as as
sstant in the studio.
Summer was at hand and business was
extremely quiet. 1t would pick up again
in the autumn. In the meantime the
friends were disconsolate - Phillips book
would have to wait year perhaps, and
the torrid summer months. page 3, CoL 81
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the poor soul to wonder whether he or she
has just been visited by levite, priest, or
a samaritan. And when one really does
try to help, it is hard when one is crit
icised for doing So"
Miss Wall concluded, and Justice res
ponded consolingly-" Blessed are ye when
men shall reproach you, and persecute
you, and say all manner of evil against
you, falsely, for My sake"
The morning dawned bright and clear
The rain-drops which had pattered upon
the window-pane during the night had
trickled away in miniature rivers, and only
few lay glistening like purest diamonds
upon the blades of grass, or scintilating
upon the petals of the climbing-roses which
clung to the trellis beside the open win
dow. Only light, Aeecy cloud appeared
here and there in the sky, while the sun
poured forth its golden rays.
A robin chirped merrily in a tree-top
nearby. 1t was Sunday morning, and Miss
True added her voice to the robins refrain
--"Oh day of rest and gladness;
Oh day of joy and light;
With naught of care or sadness;
Most beautiful. Most bright"
The lifting melody was interrupted by a
ring at the door, and the singer hastened
to answer.
why Mr.. Finch! I'm so happy to see
you," and then Justice caught sight of
lady standing beside him. "Do please
come in won't you?" she invited smiling
at both of her early callers.
Entering the parlor, Finch introduced
his companion, Miss Maggie Morely.
Justice extended her hand, and as the lady
grasped it, said cheerfully-"My-this is
delightful! I am so happy to meet you."
The other smiled and gave Finch
knowing glance, while Justice pondered,
"Where have seen this girl before?"
The sweet faced Irish girl, with laugh
ing, yet earnest blue eyes, and attired in
the uniform and poke bonnet of the Sal
walton Army, was saying-"Don't you re-
member me- Miss True?"
"Your voice and face seem familiar, but
I must confess that you have the advan-
tage of me-" observed Justice meditatively.
Miss Morely laughed gayly, and then
with sober expression upon her features,
asked-"Don't you remember the girl who
escorted you across the bridge and past
the park one night as you left the AlamoT
Miss Trues eyes seemed to pop out of
their sockets in surprise; then, with a cry
of joy, she embraced the girl and kissed
her. Dear Miss Morely! How happy I
am! Oh must call Miss Wall and tell her
this wonderful news!" cried Justice as she
ran away.
Presently, the deaconess led by Miss
True, entered the room; and Maggie told
the STORY of how Mike Finch had labored
with her until she had finally come to the
Army, penitent, and given up the old life
to begin the life of the Cross.
There were fervent "Amens," and happy
congratulations; and then Finch, rising
and taking Maggie by the hand, brought
forth more expression of joy as he an
nounced, maggie and are to be
married Thanksgiving Day."
"Praise God from Whom all blessings
Aow," sang Justice, and all joined in.
As the happy couple prepared to leave
the Home" Justice plucked bouquet of
white roses from bush (Psss 4, 0o, y
El Mundo. [volume] (San Juan, P.R.) 1919-1990, 1923-12-26
Por Kike.

Mucho mas rimportante de 10 que es-
perabaros resrdtaron ell domingo IS
los actos celebrados en- nuestro campo
atletico, pero Esayor f'l6 la lechada
recibida por las hnestes de Seda. AL sa-
berse Ell sabado por te,6grafo la vista
de la sefiorita RitaJ.Ma Santiago ma
drina del team 3'Coamo acompafiando
, sus ahijados esta ciudad, los miem-
bros del "Mayagiiez. Baseball Club"
Sc prspararon paraarendir homemade a
Ia distinguida visitapte su seqrito.
FL domingo todos los miembros del
Mayagiiez Base BAH Club" varias
sehoritas de 10 mas selecto de nuestra
alta Aristocrs cia aCOmpafiadas del Co
ia1sionado del Gerwcio Pdbhco senior
Tuanfn Rullan de- nuestra simpatica
madrina senorita Gdiller1nina Lopez
fueron recibir a La .entraAa de la ciu-
dad los distlneuidos visitantes. A las
dicz de la mafiana Ia distinguida ca
rsvana compuesta de mas de 80 auto i.
movies entro nuestrocampo atl6tico,
encontrando ell Grqndlstand compieta-
mente lleno. los viaieros fueron rect
bidos ror una solemies saliva de aplaIt
SOS, Dagoberto los recibi6 con un Sc
brosisimo '.Fox-trot. - Inmediatamen-
te acompa1ada de srsestro Conaisiono- :
10 sefior Rullan la rbSdrina del HCoa-
MOI seaorita Rita Maria Santiago des-
de Ell caj6n serpentinero lanz6 la prime
"a bola, nuestro formidable receptor
Guerrero, cantando nuestro umpire Mr..
osorio "strike" yadando principle el
desafio. Ithier nuestro formidable Ian
.sador toma ell bog mientras Martin
primer orador al bate por la gente de
Seda toma la iniciaL al rolatear fil-
dear nal la bolatlIthier, I'm rolin de
Chilino Thompson1una paloma de Pc
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MAYAGUEz
JUEao DE LA TARDE


La a1imaci6n para ell juego de la
tarde era sorprendente, muchos fans
de los pueblos limitrofes asistieron .
este desafio, de Sabana Grande recor-
damos don Quintin Hernandez, Mano-
lin Peralta Y Mendoza San German en-
VIC un contingente de Fans destscan-
dose la cabeza Justo Barea. Rios y
Amador. De Cabo Rojo, PadiIla y Ca
bassa. A las 8 P. M acompafiada del
senior Rpllan la muy sinpatica y bella
sehorita Guillermina Lopez nombrada
rscientemente madrina de nuestro equi-
po Cardena1 lanzo la primera bola a
nuestro receptor Guerrero, cantando Ell
umpire Mendoza Strike v quedan-
do bautizaoa naestra novena MAYA
GUEz'' Bonilla uno de los pitchers del
! 4"Sports " 10y Gisuelto, silenci6 por
complete Ia bateria Coame1a; nj un So
10 hombre de las huestes de Seda hubo
de pisar ell ''hogar'' engomado duran
te los nueve innings pues este no per
militia PAGES. Gabino designado por la d.
recci6n Coamena para trabaiar desde
el "caion'' no estuvo muy afortunado
pues nuestros muchachos sc empenaron
en- tenersela en- los terrenos de nadie
cada paso.
Carregito hizo la primera anotacion
para los Cardenales en- la primera tan
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NOTAS DE SPORT

pito a Boniila acompafiada de una
sponchada de Fabito, la anotacion
de un cero en- la pizarra fue el resul-
tado de la primera entrada para "Coa-
mo-, recibiendo nuestros muchachos la
misma suerte En- la segunda entrada
Sc disponen nuestros Cardenales batear-
les Ia pelota Mayias y Marcel el tre-
mendo bejuquero toma la inicial al
atracar un formidable rolin por Ell.
''Short que este falla. Bonilla conec-
t. un hit, Chari Sc abanica, mientras
Mufioz rolatea por segunda Y llena las
tres bases de cardenRles, Ithier ba-
lea Marcel sale de out en- ''home"
Michele atraca un formidable ro,in por
segunda anotando Bonilla Mufoz,
.rrero vista Snoring de bombo, out,
no conforme con estas dos carreras W.
lie Thompson toma la inicial por error
del ''jardinero'', Guerrero toma la ba-
Sc por bolas, mientras Marcel conecta
ul oportuno hit anotan Willie Guerrero
y llevando los cardenales al blanco de
la pizarra para la tercera entrada las
dos ultinas carreras del desafio. Ihier
elaboro Ell collar de nueve perlas admi-
r:.blemente, en- la cuarta tanda sola-
mente tiro tres bolas Las cuales fueron
hateadas al cuadro permitiendo lnica-
mente tres hits.
Nuestros muchachos todos jugaron
| acknowledgements sobresaliendo Ell cua-
GRO Willie. Michele, Mufioz, Guerrero
y Marcel al bate.
Baterias ''Coamo'' Fabito, Mayias
~ Chilino.
Bate-ias "Mayagiiez' Guerrero y
1thier.
COAMO 600 600 0OO-0
MAYAGUEz 022 600 00X-4
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CANdPEoNATo DE BASKET BALL
EN- LAS EsCUELAs sUPEKIoRES
DE CAGUAs

Tenemos aqui este, ea,semana un cam
peonatc entire classes. para disputar el
campeonato de BASKET Ball. Tomaran
parte cuatro teams de Basket Ball de
los freshmen, otroihde los soph otro de
los juniors ell iiftimo de los seniors.
Tambien hay dosEteams de ninas con-
paestos de ''fresUas' y "soph", junta
contra uno de Juniors v seniors
Del resultado qde este campeonato
que prcmete ser miiy refido dare deta-
Hes en- mi proxirna, debido al inter6s
que reina en- todas las clases. Sc han
practicado ''yells'' y canciones cada
clase tiene SUI distintivo en- colores.
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DEPoRT1vAs DE MAYAGUEz

Los lanzadores' Itfier Bonilla prop
nan diez Y ochoS ceros de reglamento
al 'Coamo 6 <Mayias explota. Gran
des Homemade a las madrinas dc
Coamo v Magagiiez. Thompson. Mi
chelo y Munos jnegan pelOta profesio-
nal.
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da mediante nm hit dado por 81 un
formidable roIin de Guerrero. Lii que
en- nuestra novena es hoy Ell mejor CO.
rredor de base toma la inicial por bolas
(CSntinua en- la pagina 1D
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"CIUDAD NUEvA"

Nueva Urbanizaci6n. Stop 33 Hato,Rey.
vENTA DE SOLARES plazos en- Gale
amplias, afrmadas con aqua y Luz.
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p. O. Box II Hato.Rey.
Ofcina en- San Juan:
CARLOS LOPEZ zERBT
Baios Banco Territorial Agrfcola.
TEL $40. San Juan.
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eyes and keeps very still. She
might have been a Trojan woman
watching Ilium go up in flames to
heaven, all the men of her nation
given to the sword, all the women
destined to bondage and shameful
love. The faces of the very gods
cold, gigantic shadows striding
the clouds-averted and implac-
/. able to prayer. There was some
thing of the epic quality Of utter
catastrophe about the girl.
Not unfittingly, as it seemed,
had she been named Cassandra
nearly seventeen years before.
The blonde whimpered. A
groan answered her. Half a dozen
other figures lay budding on mats
and mattresses within the strait
ened limits of the crouching tent.
One raised itself on an elbow-a
greenish eyed girl with a tumbled
auburn name of shoulder-cropped
hair.
"Oh, stop wailing, Clytie! Give
US. a chance! Chew dried fish or
suck a lemon and keep quiet"
"Dried fish! Oh, you beast!''
The blond girl hid her face with
an upfung arm. A number of
minutes passed. 1t seemed that
she had fallen into doze.
The tanning stopped. Cassan-
dra shifted her position; she was
cramped. She had pitied Clytie.
duly, just as she might have
pitied an afflicted animal. Now
she was aware Of definite distaste.
One Of the side flaps Of the tent
was half caught back, leaving q
triangular aperture. Beyond It
was the white glare of sunlight.
One cannot: sit interminably gag
ing at unaltering tragedy when
one is not quite seventeen. Cas-
sandra's mood changed. She felt
hungry, but could not endure the
thought of eating within the
tainted air. of the tent.
Suddenly she loathed its shelter,
which, at first, when her own head
had ached and had felt strange
and giddy, had seemed like
refuge. Near her was a woven
basket filed with little cakes of
flour. milk and honey, another
heaped with grape punches and
large bowl of olives. She took
handful of the cakes and grape
cluster and moved on her knees
toward the opening. Over her
perfectly plain white robe she wore
a crocus-colored tunic of nearly
knee length. The heavy coil of
her hair, slipping still further for
ward, hung down before her.
The Washington times., 1923-03-04

Footsteps went past outside
the faint, padding sound of fiat,
naked feet.
"Hey there! You misbegotten
SON of a shameless mother! Let
go that rope"
It was hoarse, bullying voice,
roaring like a trapped lion.
A strong current of air, moist
and sea scented, whipped strands
of Cassandra's lair across her
eyes. The wind had the force Of
a buffet and was raw with mois-
ture, though the overhead noon
sun was hot. The girls hair blew
wildly out and she shuddered. A
few feet away was a pile of
Grated wine jars. They promised
protection against the wind. Cas-
sandra rose-staggered an instant,
for the galley was pitching slightly
and gained the shelter of the
crates. She sat down, her back to
the windshield she had found. The
sun was glorious, the planking be-
meath her warm. The tent with
its huddle of girls and women,
torpid, grumbling or PROSTATE
from nausea, might have been a
mile away. She felt almost happy.
Overhead the big, straining sail
was swollen out in a taut, preg-
nant curve. On either hand vas
a shoreless, steaming blue, dark as
sapphire and fiicked here and
there with white that looked colder
than snow. There was no one in
sight-no one except the rowers.
Most of these were asleep, for the
oars were shipped They lay all
asprawl like worn out dogs, or else
hunched up with their arms on
the rowing, benches and. their
heads dropped ON them. The
welts left by whip cuts were visi-
BILE on the backs of many. Some
groaned or twitched in their sleep,
some muttered. A few were
munching black bread and raw
onions. All bore a heavy metal
ring on one ankle, from which
az chain passed to a staple fixed
in bulwark Of the galley.
Something clinked quite near
her. He sat on the rowing bench
closest to where she was, half
turned toward her., his elbows on
his knees, and between his hands
the slack of the chain that shackled
him. His eyes, under straight and
rather finely drawn dark brows,
were a strange sea colorgray
and green and brown inextricably
mixed. They were eyes from
which fear had never looked; sin
gularly straight gazing, yet with
The Washington times., 1923-03-04
There ShallBoNo More Death By DulGeDeamor

hills, with incense smoking from a
thousand golden affairs and endless
trains Of entering slaves and cap
tives passing through all its gates;
the vassal lands beyond it-taxed
and tanned and ruled by Roman
governors-stQdded with cities and
traversed by marvellous military
roads roads that ran as straight,
as the crow flies on and on to the
very limits of the world.
And then? The dark blue of
cold, free seas and strange shores
rising from them, foam-white,
crowned with forests where the
wild flowers drowned the roots Of
the ancient trees and the deep
swarded glades were greener t an
a green flame. Seal-haunted
islets, ocean caverns where bel
lowing monsters swan, ultimate
silver-sanded beaches facing the
shoreless west and all the infinite,
golden wonder and glory of it.
Freedom, beauty, peril and JOY.
The pupils of the girls widened
eyes dilated, swallowing the amber
irises, until they were black as a
stygian midnight-wonder dark.
Bright fragments of Homeric
hero songs fioated up before her
galleys urged by young, fearless
rowers, chanting in unison, cleav-
ing the painless water toward
the unknown. The blood of num-
berless sea adventurers of pas
sionate sea lovers-ran in her
veins, as in the veins of all pure
bred Greeks. Her nostrils dilated.
The culver of the slightly pitch
ing ship was like the family felt
pulse of great heart-the seas
heart-beating with the hope of
high adventure.
Shoulder against shoulder the
two sat, one speaking, the other
listening. A month earlier Cas-
sandra, daintily dressed and try
ing to write poetry of her own
composition on wax-coated
tablet, would as soon have thought
of leaning against a galley slave
as of throwing her arms round the
neck of a ploughing OK and kiss
ing it.
But in that month the fabric of
her life had crashed into frag-
ments and she was like a child
that has emerged naked from the
gate of painful birth into new,
bleak world. Actually she had
really loved no one in that
vanished life, but the wrench and
shock of all that had happened
had been very terrible. Evans
shoulder was comforting and eff
cient support-human, friendly,
She liked his eyes very much, she
liked his name, she liked his quiet
voice. His simple and direct out
look upon the world carried an
unconscious quality and dignity. {
She was glad that he had spoken
fConfinued nm pare fAl
The Washington times., 1923-03-04
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The Washington times., 1923-03-04
tcon.inu.d from From. P.s.)

her left shoulder was a mole-con-
sidered . sign of fortune and
beauty.
AS she sat-only one arm me-
chemically Inoving-the girl could
have been set upon a pedestal
bearing the word Despair" Not
the apathy that brushes small, poor
spirits, but the living tragedy that
looks its own image between the