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WHAT CAN YOU OFFER?
kE WORLD DEMANDS SOMETHING FROM YOU

health to some downcast and dis
couraged soul.
But as surely as those flowers
give off something of beauty and
radiance to life-we humans
must be endowed with something
which is worth giving. I won't
worry about it," she told herself.
"If I'm a normal creation of my
Maker I must be giving some
thing. I must be contributing.
I'll just take that for granted
and feel CHEEKY and useful ard
probably I'll be better than 1
Dream
Self-depreciation is refleC
ton on God. We ought to he
lieve that we are lowered with
some gifts of which We do not
even know. And then-heartened
and encouraged by that thought
it will be easier to develop
conscious, worthwhile gifts, real
contributions to the world in
which we do not want to feel
that we are useless.
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A military doctor made his way
through the crowd. He bent and
took hold OF Martinez's hands and
felt his pulse. A look Of hope
lessness came over the doctors
face. The lieutenant had had
many attacks like this one. They
could only hope that it was not
to be the last. .
Michael could see Alicia kneel-
ing on the ground, stunned by
the shook. The sinuous curve Of
her back showed under her
mourning garments. She was OBJ
livious Of everything about her,
with her eyes fixed on the man
who a few minutes before had
been walking at her side, talking
and smiling, convinced that life
is happiness, and who now lay
stretched In the dust. convulsed
and inert, pitiful object slowly
emptying itself of life in dying
gasps.
Suddenly Alicia stood up, with
an instructive sense of her posi-
ton. She did not care to remain
in that posture before every
body's gaze. Her large eyes,
with a blank, frightened look, be-
gan to move about over the
crowd, but she recognized no
one.
For a moment her gaze rested
on Michael, and her eyes met
his with an expression Of an
guished entreaty. But the
Prince, lowering his head, con-
cealed himself behind the front
row of onlookers, and her eyes
went on in their search about the
circle, and her expression became
dull and gray again. She be-
lieved, doubtless, that her inn
preston that Michael was there
had been hallucination.
Now people in the crowd began
pointing Alicia out. That was the
lady who was with the officer.
Some Of them recognized her, and
repeated her name: 1.-THE Duchess
de Delille." Through an instincs
tive feeling of repulsion, or cow
ardly desire not to get mixed up
in any affair" no one spoke to
her. She was left alone in the
center of the crowd, with a look
Of stupefaction in her eyes that
seemed to ask piteously for help.
1t was only an instant, however,
before willing souls began to take
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10

prolonging in the sight OF every
one the sweet intimacy enjoyed
in secret and now spiced with
=. the added incentive of their ne
cessity to feign, and to hide their
real feelings.
Michael regarded his intuitions
as beyond all question. Hate, re-
pugnance and indignant jealousy
caused him to stop. Why should
he follow them? They might turn
their heads and see him. And he
left them, walking toward the
other end of the promenade in
order to ascend to the harbor of
La Condamine.
A Sudden Blow.
Michael was just leaving the
terrace when something hap
pened behind his back which
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sess1easesslssN

There he is"
Yes, there was Martinez in the
center of that human mass-a
pitiful object lying on the ground,
with his body bent into the shape
of z. Michael pressed forward,
until he could look oyer the
shoulders of the first row of stu
pefied onlookers. A constant
sound Of hard breathing, rattle
like that of some poor beast in
the death agony kept coming
from the soldiers foaming lips.
The only sign of life in that mo-
tionless body was that moan, re-
peated with clock-1ike regularity,
with no change in the tone.
Officers were leaving their
women companions to force their
way into the center of the crowd.
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brought him to stop. The
couples seated here and there on
the benches suddenly rose and
ran shouting in the direction
whence he had come. He could
hear voices calling to one an
other. News seemed to be cir
cuIating through both levels Of
the garden, bringing crowds of
people forth from the walks,
from. the clusters of palm trees
and the walls of vegetation.
As he drew near, Michael could
hear. the comments of various de-
tached onlookers, who were tell
ing the news to the new arrivals.
"a convalescent officer. ,,
He had been walking with a lady.
Suddenly he fell in heap,
as though struck by lightning.
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tionless. At the bottom of the
stairs they chose to walk in the op-
posite direction, and the prince was
able to follow them.
He felt that some extraordinary
power of divination was sharpen
ing his faculties sort of second
sight which was enabling him to
see and study both their faces, in.
spite of the fact that their backs
were turned toward him.
Alas, that walk! 1t was the
desire for light and open air
which people feel after a sweet
confinement, Michael told him.
self bitterly. 1t was the insolent
need lovers have of displaying
their happiness in public, when
the joyous hours, through monot-
onous repetition. begin to weigh
on them. 1t was the desire Of
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TELL THESE
AT DINNER

They had been married just
one week. She had said some
thing that distressed him, and
seeing the look on his face she
exclaimed:
oh, darling, I'm afraid l have
hurt you"
No, dearest" he replied
gravely. 1.-The hurt | feel is due
TO the fact that / know it hurts
you to feel that you have hurt
me-"
''Ah, no." she said. DO not let
that hurt you for a moment l
am hurt because 1 know it hurts
you TO feel that l have hurt my
self by hurting YOU"
mo, no, my precious. My hurt
is because you are hurt over feel
ing that 1 am hurt because you
feel that you have hurt me ard
are therefore hurt yourself
and"-
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10

An EngrOssing Story of Life and Love,
Thrilling Episodes and Unique Situa-
tons From a Master Pen.

while she chose still to befriend
Martinez, his enemy!
Every morning, when he got
up, he formulated the same plan:
''I am ;7eAAg to Paris" But the
trip KEEP, bong put off from week
to week. The most insignificant
details doomed scientifically before
his diseased will. He had to go
to Nice to make reservations
at the sleeping-car office. He
thought of sending the Colonel,
then, refrained, preferring to go
himself. And days went by with
out his taking the short ride pre-
liminary to his Paris trip. Both
of the Journeys seemed to him
equally long. Prince Michael,
who had thrice circumnavigated
the globe. YEARLY shrank at the
thought of the slowness of travel
due to the war-sixteen hours
on a train.
A Big Shock.
One afternoon, bored by his
splendid gardens (now so mo-
notonous), by the silence of his
house (now so deserted, and by
the increasing absent minded
ness of the Colonel, who was con-
stantly absorbed in discussing
the war, and who always had
something to do either in Monte
Carlo, or in the gardeners pavil.
ion, Michael started out on foot
toward the city.
He had turned quite mechani-
cally and without thinking in the
direction of the upper boulevards,
near the street in which Villa
Rosa was situated. When ne
realized this. de decided to turn
back.
Suddenly Michael stopped, with
a feeling of surprise and pain, as
though he had been struck an un-
expected blow on the breast. A
man and a woman were descending
the wide steps which Joined the
two terraces. Michael recognized
two persons instinctively before he
could see them clearly. The man
was in uniform. It was Lieutenant
Martinez-and> Alicia!
Alicia was dressed in mourning,
just as Michael had seen her at the
church; but she was walking less
resolutely. They were talking as
they slowly dscended. Absorbed,
they did not turn their eyes toward
the spot where Michael stood mo-
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10
By Beatrice Fairfax,
Who Occupies a Unique Position
in the Writing World as an
Authority on the Problems
of Girls.

WONDERFUL woman told
"a me a little tale the other
4 u. day which is too exqui-
site to hide away. So I am pass
ing it on to others for whom
it may have message.
Once this woman was going
through a period of discourage
ment and struggle. She felt
poor and alone. She seemed TO
be getting nothing from life ard
10 have nothing to bring to life
At the moment of her greatest
depression she CHANGED to be
walking up Fifth avenue. She
came to a corner where there
was a florist shop. And out on
the sidewalk in front of the shop
there was a display of hyacintns.
Idly, and almost resentfully,
the woman stopped and looked at
the plants. Scornfully she asked
of them:
You stupid things, what have
you TO give the void? There
you stand all pranked out in
cOlors, and not doing a thing"
And then, in an illuminating
wave. vision came TO her. The
hyacinths weren't worrying about
what they had to. give. They
were not standing there analyZ-
ing and resenting. They weren't
complaining because they didn't
happen TO be American beauties
or orchids. They were just he
ing hyacinths. They We're giving
off color and perfume. Perfume
was their contribution 10 the
world, and perfume was VIVA.
they were giving.
The hyacinths didn't even
know they were giving off per-
fume. But there it was, because
the Creator had endowed them
with it. And that perfume given
SO simply and unseIfconsciousIy
was a joy TO all who passed by
The woman went away think
ing better of life and herself.
She felt, that she might uRcou-
sciously be giving something to
passers-by even as the hyacinths
had given her something. Per
haps she stepped jauntily and
gave someone courage. Possibly
there was glow OF exercise in
her checks which suggested
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10
One of the Worlds Greatest NOyelists
Weaves Wonder Wartime
Tale of Monte Carlo.

the initiative with an air OF an-
thority.
Air! Give him airv' They bN
gan to shove back in order to in.
crease the circle around the fallen
man. But the people Immediately
crowded together again with futile
suggestions of aid, and once more
the space was narrowed, until the
feet of the nearest spectators al
most grazed the painting lips of the
dying man.
A young girl had run Of her own
accord to the bar at the ertance OF
of the Casino and was coming back
with glass of water. Ladies, at
tracted by the news, began to ar
rive.
They all knew the duchess and
looked at her with a certain hos
tility, after gazing at the dying
man. The price heard fragments
Of their comment.
"A poor fellow rescued from
death by miracle. The
slightest emotion. AA That
woman. ."
Beyond the group. park police
men were running about, giving
orders. The stretcher bearers had
arrived-the same ones who, ac-
cording to public rumor, were pass
ed by magic through the walls of
the Casino to carry away the gam
blers dying in the playrooms.
Not Complimentary.
This time the stretcher was alb
sent. The onlookers were sepa-
rating to open the way for an ex-
traordinary novelty. A hired car
rage was coming across the ter
races, which were forbidden to We
hicles.
Suddenly Michael saw the
Duchess rise Aaboxe the heads of
the crowd. She had just got into
the carriage and was standing in
it, with a look as dazed and In
expressive as if she had been
walking in her sleep. Perhaps
she had got into the carriage
brought for Martinez without
thinking; perhaps the military
doctor had invited her to get in
believing her to be a relative of
the patient. Several men in uni
form lifted the inert body Of the
officer. The rash breathing that
rent his chest continued.
Go Be Continued Monday.J
Copyright. 1923, by King Features
Syndicate. Inc.l
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10
LAND O. DREAMS
ENC SERIES BY A NOTED PSYCHO-ANALYST

theories. These are based upon
the belief that dream, being
mental thing, is due to mental
causes, and not physical ones.
Mental conflicts are respon-
sible for many Nightmares. We
strongly desire to do a certain
thing, but we know that we must
not, and we "repress" the idea.
1t is r. not really put out of the
mind, but out .of the conscious
mind-and into the sub-conscious!
There it stays. and we dwell upon
it and brood about it. A sort of
battle or conflict" is thus created
within ourselves, and this gives
rise to nightmare-the result of
the battle going on within us.
The prevention of nightmare is
often a difficult problem, If the
cause is physical, it should be
corrected. Late meals should be
abolished, and the patient should
avoid sleeping upon his back.
However, many persons continue
to have nightmare, no matter in
what position they may be lying.
In such cases, the origin of the
trouble is undoubtedly mental,
and suitable treatment should be
taken. The cause of the mental
trouble should be discovered,
and this can only be done by
phyCho-analysis. or by exploring
the subconscious mind, in order
to discover the hidden fear or
conflict within.
Only the best thoughts should
be entertained just before going
to sleep. If you are thinking
strong and beautiful thoughts
when you fall asleep, you will sell
dom have nightmare!
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10
ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN
BY Beatrice Fairfax

nEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
| am in love with a man of
tWenty-siX. lie has asked my
father for my hand three or
four times. but not me person.
ally While at a party with him
one night in the presence Of a
crowd he introduced me as his
future wife.
Lately | have not heard from
nm although | know from a re-
liable source that he is not i'll
or IN trouble. He has placed me
in an embarrassing position, be
cause since his Introduction of
Inc as his future wife, people
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are asking me when the we'd
ding will take place. Can you
advise me just what to do?
G.. V. NJ
s n c e the man asked your
~ father for permission to court
you, there is no reason why your
father should not handle tins
peculiar situation. The man may
be shy. awkward or unable to
figure out how to go on with his
woong. But since that wooinG
has been negotiated so far through
your father, you should have the
head of your household take the
next step.
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10
By Hereward Darlington,
Phi. ID.


IGHTMARES are probably
M among the most dreaded
- of chidlhood's experiences.
and even adults are occasionally
subject to them. Very frequently
the same nightmare will occur
again and again, for years, and
will only be outgrown with oncom
ing of adolescence.
The writer, for instance, had the
same nightmare for years, when
small child. He dreamed that
he was playing on the sands, by
the sea, with his sister and
nurse, and a witch. riding upon
broomsticb, would suddenly APP
pear in the sky, soar down upon
him, grasp him and carry him
off with her into the sky. When
there, she would drop him into
the sea-and he would awaken
just as he touched the water!
This nightmare continued on and
off until the eighth or ninth year.
Nightmares are of various
kinds, and greatly vary in in
tensity. Usually we are either
falling from a great height, or
are being pursued by some ter
rible creature, or are being tor
tured, or burned alive, or
drowned, or are about TO be eaten
by cannibals, etc. In other words,
our nightly terrOrs are to a great
extent the very things of which
we should he afraid in the day
time.
These older views are, how
ever, largely given up, nova
days, in favor of psychological
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10
By Vincente Blasco Ibanez
Author Of 1.-THE Four HOrsemen
Of the Apocalypse" and Other
Novels Of World RenOwn.

"HE Prince pictured Martinez
pursuing Alicia with his amor
~ Gus desires. I'll kill him, must
kill him. he said to himself. But
this homicidal anger lasted only
an instant. The various scenes
of the duel passed through his
mind-a vision of himself kissing
+ the officers hand, in a sudden
burst of unexplainable humility.
The remembrance of 1t tormented
him like remorse. But what could
he do now? After what had hap
pened, there was something sacred
about the man. And as he gave
himself up to his despair Alicia
said her farewell.
A Dream Dead.
my dream is dead. My son
has become my son once more.
Because of you, Martinez is now
a man like any other. That is
my tragedy-that I can never
know quiet friendship. and the
tranquil days of maternity. Love
is forever looming up before me!
In my younger days considered
that the one aim in life was to
inspire admiration and desire, and
now I am punished for that.
sought in you, Michael, a sus-
tanning friendship, and you i'm
mediately desired me.
st tried to deceive my maternal
lodgings by caring for this unfor-
tunate boy who may die very
soon. and this son of my affec-
tions talks to me Of love. I can
never forgive you. Never!'' And
before Michael could frame q
reply, Alicia passed down the
steps, entered her carriage, and
drove away.
From that day on the life, Of
the Prince lacked purpose. Some
thing had broken within him;
his will had crumbled to dust, en-
veloping his senses in a sort OF
fog. Alicia hated him as though
he were an enemy. 1t meant
good by for all time! And mean
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10
By Blanche Silver.
The Puzzled Little Dragon.Fly.

<<0H, meT' sighed the little
water-boy. 81 feel dread
~ full. I just can't seem to
get enough air. Doesn't it seem
stuffy to you today?" he inquired
of his neighbor, Croaker Green
Frog.
What! Stuffy-under this love-
ly, clear water? Why, I should
say not" croaked his neighbor.
''Who ever heard of cool water
being stuffy? But maybe if you'd
crawl up into the sunlight for
few seconds you'd feel better.
When I get restless I usually go
up on the bank for a while" And
And away Croaker Green Frog
hoped out of the water to the
messy bank.
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The little water-boy watched
the water where his neighbor had
disappeared. Then a thought pop
ped into his funny little head, and
he swan over to a swaying weed
and crawled up the stem into the
sunshine.
Funny" he laughed softly"I
never knew it was so lovely above
the water. Queer-Ive never
thought of coming up here. But
| guess I've never felt SO funny
before. My! I'm better already"
II think a change Of scene
always makes one feel better"
And Tilly Turtle crawled over
to the edge of the log, nearer the
weed to which the little wat err. boy
chung.
Two weeds grew close together,
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10
BEGINNING THE DAY

A CCOMPLISH through us, o
Lord, the divine goodness
that lights our way to Thee and
draws from Thee strength and
wisdom and righteousness.
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This Day ivs HISTORY

Paris in 1853. BY its provisions the French lost
Canada England, after vain appeals from its valiant
colonists for aid
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Animals as Doctors

DOG, when its liver is out Of order and it's appetite
gone, eats that species of grass known as dogs
grass Chimpanzees, when wounded dress the with
certain and leaves and know what sort to select
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This famous story has been
Created into q superlafive motion
picture by Cosmopolitan Produc.
ftoh direction OF Alan Cr0sland.
u will be released Is . Para
mount picture.
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10
BOBBIE AND
HIS PA
BY William +. Kirk

r THINK we shud go 10 the
Country Club dants, sed Ma
to Pa last mite.
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10

~ IGHTMARES are probably
nj among the most dreaded
- of chidlhood's experiences.
The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-02-10

LII the books and all the
A talks on nerves have as
their chief burden the mo-
Evening star., 1923-09-04
9flHo 81 Ter 8! e., 1a|ssSl|k

For thirty gears the people of North.
Gmpton. Mass, hape knotor Cdlpin Cool.
idge as Cal, knoton hin, as no others
can knotu him. LFrom the shops, porches
and chimney corners of Northampton
come these stories of his totonsfolk
about their President-stiH just Cal.
This story is Phil Gleason's, whose
blacksmith shop is jammed against
the back of the brick Office building
on Main street where the law firm of
Coolidge & Hemenway has had It's Of
fee for years. Although he is dem
ocrat and was once boss of the Irish
ward" Phil rumbles with praise for
Cal Coolidge.
Phil lay back in comfortable chair
on the porch of his home on Bright
avenue. his feet over the porch rail-
ing, brown felt hat, blackened with
grease and SCOT, resting perilously on
his fiat nose. A languid. fat hand
brushed periodically at a swarm of
flies His thin. white hair was wet
with sweat. His words came from
behind a great walrus mustache.
Gals a shrewd feller." said Phil.
pantingly There amt any shrewder.
An there amt no better feller. He's
that democratic that / used to say
Calls democratic enough for demo-
crat' Not bad, that. But it's true.
"Well, as I was sayin, Calls a
shrewd Teller. When we was all