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1annibal Fitness Test Applied by Savages to White Cue

/ All the time he kept up a running
| fire of excited comment, addressed to
Nagapate. To our relief, he finally
stopped talking for want Of breath.
| Nagapate spoke a few sharp words
7 and the old man backed away.
Osa's face went white. And, in
deed, there could be no doubt about
| the meaning OF the old natives panto-
mime. had by this time rather more
than a smattering of the language Of
Nagapate's tribe, and so, with the aid
| of gestures, I succeeded in telling
| Nagapate that our provisions had
run out and that we had to return to
our boats.
1 invited the entire village to come
| to the beach for motion pictures and
| tobacco after sunset on the following
| evening. Motion pictures meant moth
ing to them, but tobacco they under
stood. So they agreed to come. We
left like honored guests with an es-
cort of twenty-five savages. Maya
pate himself walked (as a result of
my maneuvering) safe between Osa
| and myself.
| 1t had taken twelve hours to climb
| up to Nagapate's village. The return
| journey required only three.
| We invited Nagapate, Atree and
| Rambi to come on board the schooner.
| There we Toasted them on hard-tack
and white salmon. When bedtime
came the great chief indicated that
it was his pleasure to sleep on board.
I was heartily astonished.
Our royal guest and his men bunk
ed in the engine room. I happened to
wake about midnight and took a peep
at them. There they were, fiat on
their backs on the hard, greasy floor,
sleeping like logs.
! = = x =
! EARLY in the morning We got the
IL whaleboats to work and took all
my projection machinery ashore. Soon
/ had everything set up, ready for the
! tor was out of order. Work as I
would. 1 could not get light. I was
discouraged. The men of Malekula
are in the stage Of development
reached by our own ancestors long
before the dawn of written history.
Through my pictures of them l had
| carried New York audiences back into
! the stone age. Now / wanted to
| transport the savages into modern
times and my generator would not
| work
! The protector was worked by man
| power. Two men on each side turned
che handles attached to the machinery
that should produce the magic light:
| but, though my boys ground patient
| ly all afternoon, not a glimmer show
ed. Finally I motioned them to stop.
They misunderstood me and went to
work with redoubled energy and the
light flashed on. In my excitement /
forgot my supper
The beach was already crowded
with savages, who squatted on the
sands with their guns clutched tight
in their hands. BY dark they were
restless. They had received no to-
bacco. They did not understand all
this preparation that eliminated in
nothing. They wanted action.
Since / had no idea how the pic
lures would be received I stationed
armed guards at each side Of the
screen and around the protector, to
cover the audience. My visitors were
now thoroughly suspicious and would
not stay where I put them. But Osa
took Nagapate by the arm and made
him sit down beside her. The rest Of
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MIR. Dooley On the Necessity
of Modesty Among the Rich
BY FINLEY PETER DUNE.

"'Haven't I been lib'raI with ME
people" he says. Haven't I give
freely to ye'er churches? Haven't /
put up soup-houses an distributed
blankets whin TIL weather was cold:
Haven't 1 kept TIL sifop-keepers iy tn
town beyant firm starvin' be thradin'
with thin an stayin' in this cur-rsed
country, whin, if I'd done what mo
wife wanted, I'd been r-runnin'
around Europe, enj'yin' life? I'm a
risidint landlord. I amt like Kilduff.
that laves his estate in tn hands iv
an agint. I'm proud Nv me station.
was BORN here, an here I'll die; but
III have me r-rights. These here
people owes their rent. an I'll get tn
rent or tn farms IL I have to call on
ivry rigmint firm Bombay to Cape
Clear. an turn ivry oat-feld into
pasture FIR me cattle. l stand on tn
law. I'm a just man, an 1 ask no
more thin what belongs to me-
x y
SsTVRY night they was a party on
Il tn hill, an tn people come firm
miles around; an tn tinants trudgin'
over tn muddy roads with tn peelers
behind thin cud see tn light poorin'
out firm TIL big house an hear De-
vines band playin' to tn dancers.
TIL shop-keepers lived in clover, an
thanked tn lord f'r a good landlord.
an wan that lived at home.
But one avnin' black man be thu
name iv Shaughnessy. that had
thramped acrost tn hills firm Galway
just in time to rent FIR tn potato rot,
wint and hid himself in a hedge
along tn road with a shotgun loaded
with hardware under his coat
"Dorsey'd heerd talk iv the people
bein' aggrieved at him givin' big par
ties while, his bailiffs were hustlin'
men and women off their holdin's;
but he was a high-handed man, an
foolish in his pride, an he'd have it
no other way but that he'd go about
without protection. This night he
rode alongside TIL carriage " some
Nv his frinds goin' to tn other side ~
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his head from tn kish iv turf an
touch his hat to TIL gr-reat man.
An wanst or twict In tn month TIL
dogs'd come yelpin' acrost our little
place. with lads follerin' afther in
r-red coats; fr this Dorsey was a gr-
reat huntsman, bad scran to his evil
face.
He had tn r-reputation iv bein' a
good landlord 30 long as tn crops
come regular. He was vilent, It's
thrue, an d. as lave as not cut a
farmer acrost tn face with his whip
fr crossin' tn thrail Nv tn fox; but
he was liberal with his money, an,
Hinnissy, that's a thrait that covers
a multitude Nv sins.
HE give freely to tn church, an
was as gin'rous to tn priest as to tn
parson. He had tn gintry fr miles
around to his house f'r balls an din
ners an huntin' meetin's, an half tn
little shopkeepers in tn neighborin'
town lived on tn money he spent FIR
tn things he didn't bring firm Dublin
or London.
I mind wanst a great roar whit up
whin he stayed tn whole season in
England with his family. 1t near
broke tn townsfolk, an they were
wild with delight whin he come back
an opened up tn big house.
But wan year there come a flood
Nv rain, an tn mex year another
flood. an tn third year there wasn't
Jumper turned up that wasn't blue
black to tn hear-rt We was betther
of than most, an we suffered our
share; but thin that was scrapin' tn
sod fr bare 1ivin' firm day to day
persisted like tn cattle in tn field.
Thin come TIL writs an tn evic-
tons. TIL bailiffs dhrove out in
squads, seizin' cattle an turnin' peo-
pie into tn r-road
"Nawthin' wud soften tn hear-rt iv
Dorsey. I seen tn priest an tn
Episcopal ministher dhrivin' over to
plead with him wan night; an tn
good man stopped at our house comm
back. and spent tn. night with us. ]
heerd him tell me father what Dorsex
said.
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kin iv tn alderman?
II doubt it." said Mr. Dooley. 'I
knowed all his folks. They're Mon
Afghan people an I niver heerd iv
thin marryin' into tn Hadleys. who
come firm away beyant near tn
Joynt's Causeway. What med We
think iv thim?'
81 was readin' about tn Prowtes-
tant minister that give thin such a
Hennessy. at looks to me as
though tn man was WRONG, an tn
Hadley was. right. Faith, tn more
tn poor can get out iv TIL Erich tn
better fr thin. I seen il put just
Fright in TIL paper tn other day. If
these people didn't let go iv their coin
here they'd take it way with thin
to Paris or some place, an spind it
instid iv putin it in circulation
amongst tn florists an dhressmakers
an bootleggers they'll have to hire.
believe in encouragin' tn rich to
walk away firm their change. 'Tis
gr-reat FIR business"
Mr.. Dooley unused over this propo-
sition some time before he said:
Years ago, whin was a little bit
iv a kid, hardly high enough to look
into tn pot iv stirabout on tn peat
fire. they was a rich landlord in our
part iv Ireland, an he ownded near
half tn countryside. His name was
Dorsey-Willum Edmund Fitzgerald
Dorsey. justice iv' tn peace, mimber
Nv Parlymint.
x X X x
GILL niver tell We how much land
j that man had in his own fright
Ye cud walk f'r a day without lawn i,
bog an oat field an PASTURE an
game preserves. He was smothered
with money an he lived in house
as big as hotel.
"Manny's tn time I've seen him ride
by our place. an me father'd raise
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lounged on the beach, doing nothing.
But it was the women who padded
the canoes home. There was a stiff
sea and it took nearly three hours
to paddle across the mile-wide chan
mel When the boats were safely
beached the women shouldered their
big bundles of vegetables and fire.
wood and trudged YEARLY toward
their villages, the men bringing up
the rear, with nothing to carry ex-
cept their precious guns. Among the
poor female slaves-they were little
more-we saw five who hobbled along
with the aid of sticks. They were
women who had tried to run away.
Copyright, by Houghton Miffin CO..
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screen. The picture-Osa raised her
head and winked at them. Pande-
monium broke loose. "Osa.-Osa!-
Oso!-Osa!' shouted the savages.
They roared with laughter and
screamed like rowdy children.
showed them a picture Of Osa and me
as we left the Aston Hotel in New
York. Then I showed them the
crowded New York streets. 1 follow
ed this picture with glimpses Of Chi
cago. San Francisco, Los Angeles,
Honolulu, Toxic and Sydney. Maya
pate told me faterward that he had
not known there were so many white
people in all the world and asked me
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maroon the people who have the ro-
beautiful life. We had long ago lost
that illusion, but even for US Vac had
some surprises. One day I made a
picture Of an old blind man, so feeble
that he could scarcely walk. He was
one OF the few really old savages
about. and I gathered that he must
have been powerful chief in his day
or otherwise he would not have es-
capped the ordinary penalty of age
being buried alive. On the day after
/ had taken his picture. when 1 went
to his hut to speak to him, was in
formed that The stop along ground"
and I was shown a small hut, in which
was a freshly dug grave. My notice
of the old man had drawn him into
the limelight. The chiefs had held q
conference and decided that he was
a nuisance. A grave was dug for him,
he was put into it. a nat stone was
placed over his face so that he could
breathe CO and the hole was filled
with earth. Now a devil-devil man
was squatting near the grave to be on
hand in case the old man asked for
something. There was no conscious
cruelty in the act, simply a relentless
logic.
A few days later, as we approached
village. we heard. at intervals, the
long drawn-out wall of a woman in
pain. In the clearing we discovered
a group of men laughing and jeering
at something lying on the ground.
That something was writhing,
screaming young girl. The cause Of
her agony was apparent In the flesh
back of her knee, two great holes
had been burned.
Zone fellow man, him name belong
Nowdi, he ketchem plenty cocoanuts,
he ketchem plenty pigs. he ketchem
plenty Mary" said Atree, and he
went on to explain that the Mary"
on the ground was the newest wife
Of Nowdi, whom he pointed out to US
among the amused spectators. The
savage had paid twenty pigs foS her
"a good price for a wife in the New
Hebrides-but he had made a bad
bargain; for the girl did not like him.
-Four times she ran away from him
and was caught and brought back.
The last time, nearly six months had
elapsed before she was found, hiding
in the Jungle Of the mainland. The
day before we saw the girl, the men
of the village had gathered in judg-
mont. A stone was heated white-hot.
Then four men held the girl while a
fifth placed the stone in the hollow
of her knee, drew her leg back until
the heel touched the thigh, and bound
it there. For an hour they watched
her anguish as the stone slowly
burned into her flesh. Then they
turned her loose. !She would never
run away again.
We turned aside, half sick. 1t was
hard for me to keep my hands off
the brutes that stood laughing around
the girl. Only the knowledge that to
touch them would be, suicide for me
and death or worse for Osa held me
back. But gradually realized that
it was not quite fair to Judge these
|savages-still in the stage of develop
ment passed by our own ancestors
hundreds of thousands of years ago
according to the standard of civilized
society. And remembered how
beastly even men Of my own kind
some times are when they are re-
leased from the restraints of civili-
zation.
4 x y u
THE next morning Osa and sat
1 ! on the beach and watched the
commuters set or for Malekula. In
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the savages gathered about them.
Then the show began.
First, great bright square flashed
on the screen. Then came a hundred
feet of titles. The attention of the
natives was divided between the
strange letters and the rays Of white
light that passed above their heads.
They looked forward and up and
back toward me, jabbering all the
took shape on the screen. 1t was
Osa, standing with bent head. The
savages were silent with amazement.
Here was Osa sitting at Nagapate's
Side-and there she was on the
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il the Island / came from was much
larger than Malekula. showed
steamers, racing automobiles. air.
planes. elephants, ostriches, giraffes,
then pictures taken. on Vac, Santo
and other islands OF the New Hebri-
des.
X = \ x
7 INSTRUCTED Paul in turning the
crank of the protector and put
Stephens and Perrole in charge Of
the radium flares. / myself took my
stand behind my camera, which was
trained on the audience. A hundred
feet of titles-then Nagapates face
appeared suddenly on the screen. A
great roar Of '.Nagapate" went up
At that instant the radium lights
flashed on. and / at my camera
ground out the picture of the can
nibals at the movies About two
thirds of the audience, terrified by
the flares. made precipitately for the
bush. But Nagapate and the saw
ages around him sat pat and regis
tered fear and amazement for my
camera. In about two minutes the
flares burned out. Then we coaxed
back to their places the savages that
had fled. I started the reel all over
and ran 1t to the end amid an up
roar that made it impossible for me
to make myself heard. Practically
every savage pictured on the screen
was in the audience. In two years
they had not changed at all, except.
as Osa said, for additional layers of
dirt AS each man appeared they
called out his name and laughed and
shouted with Joy. Among the fig
ures that came and went on the
screen was that of a man who had
been dead a year. The natives were
awestruck. My magic could bring
back the dead!
When the show was over a great
shout went up. The. savages gath
cred into groups and discussed the
performance, for all the world as
people do back home" Then they
crowded about us, demanding their
pay for looking at my pictures! As
1 gave them their sticks OF tobacco,
each grunted out the same phrase
whether 1t meant "Fine!" or THANK
YOU" or just "Good-bye!" I do not
know.
While we packed our apparatus the
natives cut bamboo and made rude
torches. They lighted these torches
at our fire, and then they set of In:
single file up the trail. We sat on
the beach. watching the string of
lights that wound through the black
like a fiery serpent. The head dis
appeared over the top Of the hill.
Half an hour later the tail wriggled
out Of sight.
The morning after our motion-pic
ture show on the beach at Malekula
found US anchored of Vac. We got
our luggage ashore as quickly as pos
sible and then turned in to make up
for lost sleep. We had slept little.
during our eight days in the village
of Nagapate, but we knew that the
400 savages Of Vac. though at heart
as fierce and as cruel as any OF the
Malekula tribes, lived in wholesome
fear Of the British gunboat; SO we
slept well and long.
The next morning we said goodbye
to Paul Mazouyer, and he chugged
away to Santo in the little schooner
that for two weeks had been our
home. Perrole and Stephens had SAIL
ed direct from Malekula. Osa and 1
were alone on Vac.
I'VE decided that the Island Of Vac
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Further Adventures Home Tribe
Couple Stumble Into Forbidden Precincts Head Household Men Buried
Alive and Women Who Run Away Fghy the
Native Minister War and the Primitive Cabinet Among
Men When fortunes Are Inflicted.
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tVHyE decided that the Island Of Vac
w would be . good place In which to
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III WONDER said Mr.. Hen
messy, "if thin Hadleys that
gave tn swell ball is amy
kin tv th' aldheru,apo,
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THE next morning Osa and I sat
! on the beach and watched the
commuters set or for Malekula. In
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by MARTIN JOHNSON.

YITH our three white COM
AN{ panions and our little
v group Of trusty blacks,
Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-08-14
CAVE GIRL LONGS TO
RETURN TO HOME IN WILDS

TOPEKA, Kas.-Emma Adams,
fifteen, was offered a far better home
than she enjoyed, educational ad-
vantages and feminine fnery-
But she tearfully begged to be
allowed to go to a cave on q river
Island. tt exc put an existence SELL
ing fish and cutting wood. Which
proves, II anything, that sentiment
counts for as much as convenience
in home making.
Estranged from his wife, Emma's
father lost his position several years
ago. He could not get new work.
Finally, with Emma and her seven
teen-year-old brother, he moved to
an island in the Kansas river, ten
miles from here. They have made an
uncertain living selling fish and cut
ting wood, while in Swiss Family
Robinson style, they have lived in
a cave.
The dome of Kansas capitol was
always in sight OF the girl. Civilizing
influences were almost at her elbow.
But, clad. in overalls and b~arefooted,
she was reveling in her freedom
when probation officers visited the
island and brought her here for a
hearing.
Dresses feel queer" she told the
Judge. I'm used to boys clothes
and going barefooted. I love my
chickens and ducks. And I vas able
to help daddy. too. in keeping house.
In town IN be a laughing stock.
Let me go back"
The girl wept. SO did her shoeless
and hatless father. who fears his
daughter will be both unhappy and
unhealthy ii. restricted new environ
ments. So, too, did a number o.
spectators. But the Law was ada
mant.
Meantime investigation shows the
girl had several years of school be-
fore she went on the island-so a
debate is arising as to whether she
should be forced to leave q healthy
life she loves for the superneialtiss
and conhnements of what is called
civilization.
Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-08-14
YOUR BABY AND MINE
By MYRTLE MEYER ELDRED
Night Entertainments

A young girl was talking about
a new dress she was having made.
She said my sister sewsd on the
dress for me and l took the chill
dren to the movies" Well and
good, but this happened to be at
night. There might be some excuse
for children to go 10 movies in the
day time, or at least on Saturday,
but there is no slightest excuse for
children, very often infants, to be
hauled to hot, bright, exciting movie
palaces at night.
How many times have you sat in
front. or behind. a young couple
with a few weeks or months old ba-
by, who they were alternately hold
ing up to the screen, or hushing Its
annoying cries with the breast. or
an ever present milk bottle drawn
from the young fathers obviously
clean pocket? Many, many times.
And those of Us whose babies are in
bed st six or six thirty with reli-
gious regularity. marvel and wonder,
IL Is from among those households
tina. we find the babies who won G
GO u sleep before eieyen. eve on
the nights which by all rights the
fnoihtr thinks tho should go to
sleep. She forgets that on those
evenings when she Is se.3shly puv-
suing fer own pleasures. that the
baby is made II stay up, his resi
broken by lights and noises and or
gdns. and then whom hone he Is OK.
Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-08-14
BY JOSEPHINE VAN DE GRIT
MIA ccx.x.ino C4aY INEifo.

NEA Service Stan Writer
NEW YORK-Petticoat politics
has its greatest future as a silent
power-the power behind the
throne.
Take the word OF Mrs. Henry
Moskowitz, who is the nearest thing
to a woman political boss in the
United States.
Women in politics can achieve
more behind the Genes than in Of
fee" she says.
And now fate. If 1t plays the sort
Of prank fate Is noted for, may
portant, and politically the most
powerful. woman in the nation
though she herself believes no wo-
man ought to be president.
For Mrs. Moskowitz is known
popularity and affectionately as the
Colonel House" of the Al Smith ad
ministration. If Governor Smith of
New York rises to h presidency,
the opinions of Mrs. Moskowitz will
automatically affect in q wide pol.ti-
cal the daily lives of no.
100000 citizens.
But she doesn't want political
office. At Albany they openly call
her the Prime Minister of New
York State"-and she smiles toier-
antly.
"I'm> more interested in policies
than politics." she told me when I
had assembled to her little office near
the Grand Central Terminal. The
office door bore merely the lettering
Democratic Women's Committee"
Her daughter Miriam pecked at a
typewriter nearby.
1T feel that I can accomplish more
by remaining out or office. If Gov
Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-08-14
| HAVEN'T THE TIME


Its a great phrase with the women these days, Haven't
the time
Ask an acquaintance to serve on some committee for a
philanthropic cause and invariably her answer will be, I'D
like to but I haven't the time
Ask a friend to go off ON a few days pleasure trip with
you and her reply will doubtless be- II haven't the time,
can't get away Or suggest a long walk or a game of ten
mis- and your friend replies, s'But / haven't the time for
sport like that
Ask your acquaintance when last she wrote to your mu-
tual friend and she will tell you, "Oh, months ago. 1t is a
shame too but I haven't the time to keep up my correspon-
dence. There are so many things I'd like to do but | haven't
the time,' - she reiterates.
Hasn't she, I wonder, or does she merely think so. True
she may be very active but Of what does her activity con-
sistf Is she getting anywhere or is she just Fitting from one
thing to anotheri A top spins at a terrific rate, but when it
finally topples over it is seldom far from the place where
it started. !.
What is more worth while than to do an act of kindnessf
What is more worth while than to keep one s mind happy and
ones body healthy by recreation and exercisef what Il more
worth while than the cultivation of friendship
True enough, we may have little time, We may be busy,
very busy, but let us be sure we are busy about worth while
things and not merely spinning around and wasting our phy-
steal and nervous energy.
Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-08-14
MOTHERS OF FAMOUS MEN.
By MARY ADRIAN
THE MOTHER OF JOHN RUsKN
From Earliest Childhood She Trained Him for Great Educational
Things and Never Doubted His Future

domitable will. and devoted her
whole life to a single object-that OF
making the most of her wonderful
son, according to her own lights. She
did not let the boy have a usual
childhood, but tried to mould his
mind toward adult thought while he
was still very young. His upbringing
was very strict, very simple, and
based largely upon religious lines.
He had very few toys to play with,
but was taught to read at an early
age, and his mother encouraged him
in his childish writings, which she
thought showed promise of future
greatness. 1t is said by biographies
that few children were 50 strongly
Influenced by their early rearing and
contact with their parents-particu-
larly the mother, as was John
Ruskin, one of the finest minds ever
produced in Great Britain.
Next: The Mother Of Francis Tur-
ner Palgraye.