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The Birmingham age-herald., 1923-05-20
(By Sol. \. Sheridnn)

It must have been ages and ages ago, It was so long, that even the oldest women of the Cotabato tribe of Moros on Mindanat' could not place the time But, it was the fact that. in the old days when great sailing ships went up and down among the islands. trading for spices. and red gold and the feathers of the Bird of Paradise, white sailor had tarried for a season in the nipa huts of the Moro tribesmen. Sailors did wild things in those old wild days. When a ship might be made q little bit Of floating hell for those who served on board, why should q man not thus step off into the dark-neVer to come back? It was easy to report, at home, that one had gone overslde at sea in the night-if any might care. after years of absence ot snip ana crew!
 The tale of the white sailor. who came into the tribe, was told in the huts of the Cotabato. And Antonio Perez knew that it was true tale. It was the white drop of the blood of that old sailor, throbbing in his own heart, that made him the leader of the pirates of the prao that ran out from the green shores of Sindangen bay to plunder the native schoontrs plying up and down between Manila and Zambango.
 the white drop made him brave-giv- ing him complete. dominance over his fellows. The frenzy that made him rejtice in the shedding of blood, that uerved him to the cruel torture or captives held for ransom-whose friends had forsaken them-was born in the white drop of the blood of that old sailor. The daring prompting the thunder of the inter-island steamer grew out of AntoniC's knowledge of the white drop in his veins; and when he reused his tribe against the Guar dia Civil, sent to bring his band to Justice, the inspiration of the revolt had it's birth in the thought in the brain of the pirate leader that he fought his own kind in fronting the white men commanding the native militia.
 He had been a hard, wild man. that sailor of the olden days. The white drop that came down to Antonio, di- hted through generations of Moros, still sufficed to make him the cruel est pirate sailing the warm seas; a man with a price on his head, dead ar alive The Americans even sent destroyers after him. And Antonio, with the cunning of the white drop, evaded capture--or with its courage fought off his pursuers openly ana beat them.
 It was the white drop, at least. that led to his undoing. And he fell. as a white man might have fallen. With all it's inspiration to murderous achi.vement. the white drop yet car ried strange qualities of which An tonic, in full career. had no distant
 The end came very swiftly. beau tiful yacht, northward bound from Australia, passed Zamboango under <,,1I sneed coming out of the Celebes sea before a strong sailing breeze: and then, for a day, lay becalmed, off the wide mouth of Sindangen bay: It was an opportunity Antonio could not let slip. In the dark of the early evening, crowded with wild cut throats. his prao put out from the
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Eric Landor glanced at the enclos- ure before reading the letter. Hello! That fool letter of his come back? Well. what had he expected? For two weeks now he had been busily denying to himself that he expected anything from that wild impulse of his. You didn't get results in this strange business of life by such simple means as writing a proposal of marriage and dropping 1t into the post box at the corner. The offer of a chaps heart and hand and bank account and everything needed lit tie more warmth than that to get across. Such dumb proceeding didn't even deserve an answer. But by the Great Jhoiachim. he'd get an answer--or something. Here it was. along with his proposal chicken come home to roost. What on earth could it say He read the letter with feeling that would have done credit to a chameleon on patch work quilt.
 Dear MT. Landor," he read. T cont know how to justify myself. Indeed I hardly know how to eX- plain myself. Well, here goes.
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isn't my own hair?' she wavered.
 Her voice was not so confident as it usually was, but for worlds she would not have him know that her only reason for giving him a chance to change his mind that she already was so fond of him that she hated the thought that he would discover that she was not all she seemed.
 T really want to bet that your fla nous hair is wig" he said steadily.
 For long moment she studied him and derived no encouragement from the scrutiny.
 "Of course, if that's what you really want to bet" she began with spacious bravado.
 Money talks!" he interrupted curtly
 From his stern face her eyes dropped to the two silver dollars that he was tossing from one hand to the other.
 Were you a juggler before you went into pictures" she asked in a voice that dripped venom.
 Her sarcasm left him unmoved.
 Never mind what I was before l went into pictures he answered coldly. Put up your money"
 She dared not look at him. Not until now did she know what it meant to be afraid to look at any body. The sensation was not only un- ia miliar but unpleasant-most un- pleasant. Nor was it rendered more endurable by the sheer that was in his tone as he said:
 "Ytuve been running around here bluffins everybody and it's time that somebody called your bluff"
 Resolutely she kept her eyes on the two silver dollars and was angry with herself because she could feel that her shoulders, usually so self reliant. had dropped This was some thing which Lee Longstreet must have noted also. even though he said nothing about it.
 What he did say was:
 Except as a betting proposition. really don't care whether your hair Is a wig or not
 His tone still was lofty. but in it a judge of human nature more shrewd than Kittie Jones. might have detected premonitory symptoms of weakening. For an instant Kittie en- tertained wild hope that he would offer to withdraw his bet. He did nothing of the kind. Put up your money" he insisted. "I'm betting that your hair is a wig" The hope that had famed for a moment In Kittie's agitated bosom fled, but Kittie's gameness did net flee with it.
 Proudly she threw back her faith less shoulders and her hands flew to l her head.
 Darn it all" she cried in despair "it is a wig"
 | And proved the truth of her con- fession by pulling it off. | Lee Longstreet saw that the crisp 1 little ringlets that clung to the un- happy head made the girl far more
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ninety eight, just about what you paid out on me. Black coats, blue coats, brown coats. All sizes from 32 to A.
 The man laughed. You're crazy, kid" he said; "ytu and your coats."
 Any size you want" she went on, and all for eight-ninety eight. Are you expecting to buy me as cheap as that?"
 For answer he caught her up quickly, and half dragging, half car rying her, his arm against her mouth to stifle any cry; he brought her to the basement entrance of the house in front of which they had been standing.
 Before the door opened a hand was on his shoulder. Turning he saw a policeman. He dropped the girl and the two stood, confronted by the majesty of the law.
 The girl peered into the officers face. He gave me a dinner Her
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BEAUTY AND HEALTH
By DIR. LILLIAN WHITNEY

RUD Vt seems unnecessary to tell you that water is essential to lie, but that one can imblbe too much as well as too little. Water dissolves the food, distributes the nutriment, removes waste matter By evaporation water aids in maintain ing Ihe body temperature. some per sons can drink more water than others. You should take at least six glassfuls daily.
 \ J. ANDERSON-I am very glad to 4give you this restorative scalp and Dhair tonic: Tincture of cantharides, ounce oil of rosemary. l dram :: bay rum, s ounces; olive oil, F ounce. An ounce of broken rock sulphur is placed in wide -mouthed nottle' ana the above ingredients are added. Rub in the scalp with rotary massage movements. consuming at least ten minutes, twice daily.
 ANNA-Drynes of the lips is caused by feverish breath. TSk 0 plenty of unsweetened lemonade daily.
 Rub the lips at night with equal parts of water and slycerin. Do not pass the tongue over the lips, for the moisture is injurious.
 M HILL will try to answer
 
 possible It is evident from all you write that the treatment given your skin is all wrong. Unfortunately. it is against the rules of this depart ment to answer your request for the name of a skin specialist here.
 A pint of milk daily will not in crease your weight. Take two quarts daily.
 Massage of the neck and bust with cold cream may never develop these parts. What you require is Tat tenins cream, breathing exercises and light calisthenics.
 The sensitive spot on the top of your head is perhaps a nerve in need of treatment. Stimulate the scalp with frictional massage every night on retiring.
 Married-Yes, there Is an import ant reason why a new baby shoul'' rest upon it's right side-the closure of the foramen ovale Is thereby fla
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By MARY WHITE OVINGTON

worth mere than a coat?'
 She bundled the garment into the arms of the astonished officer and dashed away losing herself in the crowd by the restaurant. The two men faced each other. After mo- ment the officer laughed. This be- longs by rights to you" he said, thrusting the coat upon the other man. take it back and get it ex- changed tomorrow" Throwing the garment over the others arm ne walked away. Before he turned the corner he looked back. The man still stood by the rail, the coat in his
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Everybody connected with the Fly perbole productions conceded that Kittie Jones, whose name followed all the rest on the talent payroll, was d good girl; but nobody contended that she was q good actress. That is, mo- body except Kittie Jones. She was sure that her professional future was as bright as her hair, which was the reddest on the Hyperbole lotto say nothing of being within a shade of the reddest in all Hollywood.
 Many leading women had told Kit tie that they cnvied her because of her hair, yet, not even among kittie's colleagues, the extras, was there any body who was envious of her dispo- sititn. She was far too fond of ar gument. loving disputation so well that. rather than not argue at all. she cheerfully would argue upon any side of any question. That which made her an annoying opponent was that when she was bested, as ire quently happened, she would not ad-
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lars from a pocket crammed with money.
 The fingers of Miss Jones were in her makeup case and they stayed there. Everybody, except Lee Long street knew why. But he, unaware that there was no money in the makeup case, slapped briskly his two dollars, enc against the other, and remarked. with sheer that would have been more becoming to a heavy than to heroic leading man, sheer which made Kittie shiver:
 For a week I've been listening to your bluffs Now put up your money"
 She glared at him, then dropped her eyes. While they were lowered, Lee Longstreet was busy with his own eloquent orbs, and, when Kittie raised timid face, she saw that she and the leading man were alone, the leading woman, the heavy, the in genue and the others having tip-toed away.
 You really want to bet that this
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BetChaT Two Dollars

| back.
 "I'u betcha two dollars it's my own hair" was the first thing she saiG to him.
 Don't bet, Lee" advised the cameraman in an undertone.
 The leading woman, the heavy, the ingenue and the others, who were standing by, gave the new leading man the same counsel. For, although they like this frank, friendly young actor, they loved Kittie Jones. And they knew. or thought they knew. . that she would lose her bet, each of them having been told in strictest confidence by Kittie Jones herself that typhoid had taken toll of her wonderful hair and that now she was wearing a wig. They had kept her secret, but that they should permit the leading man to share it was unthinllable.
 He was strangely impervious to advice.
 "I'll just take that bet. Miss Jones'" he said, and produced two silver dol
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once lived at 109 Park avenue"
 He looked quickly at the address on the envelope which contained his quixotic proposal. Yes-"1o9 Park avenue" was right. He was always shaky on remembering addresses, but there 1t was. He read on.
 But I haven't lived there for year. returned home yesterday from a six weeks absence and found a bushel of letters of greeting and all that sort of thing. l read them rapidly until I came to yours. That puzzled me. l am not accustomed to being addressed as Lovely Lady of My Dreams Neither did I expect anyone to propose marriage to me. least of all man who had been to me little more than name.
 Oh, indeed Was that so? Eric Landor was not used to beinus Hit tie more than name" to the people of his world. He didn't quite like the implication. But he read on.
 Ut wasn't until I had fished the torn envelope out of the waste basket that l realized what l had done"
 He picked the torn envelope up himself and read the address: Miss Evelyn Anstruther, 109 Park avenue,
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R.becca Harris was thin and small with dark, sad eyes and a dropping mouth. AS she walked out of the department store into the cold night she told herself that never before had she been so tired, never at any time, not even Christmas Eve. It had been horrible day in the stuffy basement with customers paving over marked down coats, insisting that tight garments were too loose and loose garments too tight, taking up her time and then going off to see if they could not get better bar gains elsewhere. She had stood on her tired feet, had stretched her arms tC fit tall women until her back was one long, monotonous ache, and she must face the same mad, rushing, bargaining crowd tomorrow.
 The city was grey and cold, the streets slippery. Her lodging house. too, would be cold and there would
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her side.
 Rebecca edged away. All her lfe's training led her to, but she moved slowly and the man following said in a sympa thetic voice, Down on your luck tonight? I'm on top to- day. Suppose you come inside and we have the best dinner in town"
 Rebecca moved away but with still slower steps. The rush of warm, fragrant air from the stones beneath made her sick with desire. They had turned the corner and had come to another door of the restaurant. Throwing his s-arm about~l1er, the man half pushed the girl into the brightly lighted room. The head waiter beck oned them to a seat, and before she was half aware of what she had done she found herself sipping a cream soup and looking with her grave, sad eyes into the friendly face opposite.
 It was wonderful meal, four
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init defeat but. with a defiant toss of her luminous locks, would plunge her pretty hand into her makeup case and exclaim:
 "Ill betcha two dollars,
 Nobody ever bet against her. For everybody knew that kitue could not afford to lose a dime. Seven dollars and fifty cents a day. less per cent commission, looks like a fair salary only to thcs who know that the eX- tras who earn it seldom have chance to earn it for more than few days at time.
 It was small wonder that when Kittie came back to work, after two months spent in battling with tE- phoid fever, and found that in her absence there had been engaged a new leading man, whose salary was $500 a week, payable 52 weeks in year, she began to doubt whether this was such a wonderful world after all.
 She and Lee Longstreet met on the set about week after she came
The Birmingham age-herald., 1923-05-20
By Louis
 Weadock

attractive than she had been when she had worn the wig. But she did not knew that he saw this.
 You're disappointed? she asked uncertainly-her eyes, as unreliable as her shoulders, pleading with him for understanding.
 He took step toward her.
 I'm tickIed to death," he said heartily. Ever since you've been back, I've been hoping that you'd thow the thing away"
 She winced.
 Then you didn't make wild guess? You knew all the time?" she ask ed, her voice not so steady as it might have been.
 "Of course, I knew" he assured her as he reached for her hand.
 There was in his voice and his face something that made her surrender her fastdious fingers.
 How did you know?" was her not unreasonable query.
 His big hand closed round her small one before he answered. You asked me if I was juggler before l went into pictures" he re- minded her. his eyes meeting hers T didn't answer you then, but I'll answer you now. I wasn't juggler; but was one of the best wig makers In New York"
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He had hold of her arm and was guiding her into a side street. "Glad to do something for you; we'll walk a little way down here.''
 Rebecca tried to draw away from him but his hold frightened Cn her arm. This isn't my way" she de clared with as much firmness as she could muster. Thank you so much and good night"
 Her companion still held her. This way" he said and jerked her toward the stoop of a nearby house. "It was nice party, but it cost me pretty penny and it's your turn to pay now"
 Then Rebecca woke from her dream of food and comfort and un- derstood and terror struck her. making her numb with cold and fear, She gripped hold of the nearby rail ing.
 i've been selling coats all day" she cried shrilly; coats at eight
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high voice quivcred with fear and an ger Ut cost S9. I was cold and hungry and I thought he was pay ing for it; but no, I'm to pay for it. What yer think? He gives me chicken and some soup and ice cream and asks me to pay with myself. It took only an hour to eat. and I'm to pay for it all my life. That ain't bargain, is it?'
 She tore off her coat. "Give him this" she said Ut cost sS.9S. l sold one to myself Amt it like a man to take the price of piece of chicken and soup. the price of a last years style coat and make yoJ
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be no warm meal to await her. She had been spending money on clothes and must economize now on food There was a slice of cold ham on the window-sill but she was grow ing to loathe cold ham. If she could only afford a meal, now, at the res taurant that she was approaching, ], It was always hard to get by this corner. She smelt the steaming fra grance of hot bread baking beneath her feet. and through the plate glass windows she caught glimpses of men and women eating at pretty tables lighted by candles with sofe, pink shades. It seemed to the tired sales girl the most alluring, the most ce- lestial place this side of paradise.
 Good evening. Looks pretty good in there, doesn't it?"
 A man was standing at her elbow. He was jaunty in appearance with well-cut clothes and a soft hat. As he spoke he edged little nearer to
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The White Drop

quickly, advanced into the cabin, placing himself behind the kneeling woman and the child-with his back to the wall, So standing, his kriss playing backward and forward. he faced his tribesmen; and ordered them to stand back. There was low, ugly muttering among them. They would have killed him, in that moment, to reach their prey-wild beasts, that they were. Then, the habit of long obedience conquered them; and the dominance of that white drop in Antonio's heart.
 It was by the habit of obedience that he carried the woman and the child ashore safely, in the prao, after tied, despite the muttered threats Of the Malays. It was the habit of obedience that made the tribe ac- uuiesce when Antonio took the cap tives and went alone to deliver them to the American commandate at Lapi- tan.
 He was a good sport. the comman- date: but there were limitations. And when a pirate as badly wanted as Antonio Perez walked voluntarily into his quarters, there was but one nila under strong guard His trial, for one of a hundred wanton crimes, with the tale of the saving of the English woman and her child, made newspaper sensation for day.
 Antonio, walking on the set day to the gallows in the shadow of the gray walls of the fort of San Antonio Abad at Cavite, walked as boldly as the sailor of the old days might have gone the like road. The white drop could hold him to meet his death in
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CUNARD AND ANCHORl'nz.

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FAIRFIELD BUREAU

The Age Herald maintains a regu- lar Fairfield bureau in it's news department. Items for publication may be telephoned the bureau at Ensley 626.
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Sadie-For the flushed and fevered skin on the face try the following cooling lotion; also be very careful of your diet, avoiding all stimulating foods and drinks: Pure oxide of zinc, ounce; glycerin. l ounce; rose water, ounces; essence of rose, Is drops. Sift the zinc, dissolve it in just enough of the rose water to cover, then add the glycerin and next the remainder of the, rose water. Shake well and apply with a soft cloth This Is a delightful liquid powder It must be well wiped off the face before it dries or 1t will be strcaked.
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vored; this Is an opening in the wall of the heart essential to (prenataD foetal circulation. After birth this opening closes should 1t persist the so called blue baby" results.
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HOTELS AND TRAVEL
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Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1923-04-21

language OF section 3S4S OF the Code
CT Virginia that the national organiza
lion has not leg on which to stand
IN the matter OF recovering any part OF
the funds or property used by the local
members, the section expressly stipu-
Iating that there can be no recovery
In any case where there had been a
failure to comply with the laws OF the
State. and the decision Of the State
Corporation Commission is that there
has been such violation as evidences,
by the imposition Of the fine noted
above.
FUNDS ARE TIED UP.
fhe rule was issued against the
KAN upon complaint from former
Richmond members after the sever.
ance OF relations between the local
hU1y and tn" parent organization The
situation is In litigation in Hust'nss
Court Part H.. where Judge Wells has
issued an Injunction to prevent meet.
ings OF the Richmond khan and where
the FUNDS in the treasury Of the local
organization are tied up. In the pro-
ceedings before the commission the
commonwealth was represented by
John Randolph Tucker, counsel te tte
commission the Knights of the ku klux
Khan by r. X. Spiller of Roanoke ana
J. V. Poole OF Atlanta, and intervenin,,
interested parties by w, Kirk Matn.
avs OF Richmond.