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Douglas daily dispatch., 1927-07-03
HUNT is SILENT
ON DEMAND FOR
SESSION
Arizona Good Roads Asso-
ciatiOn Demands Action
On Highways

When interviewed in his room
at the GadSden hotel late last
night by a Dispatch representa-
tive in connection with the. action
of the Arizona Good Roads
association, Governor George w.
p. Hunt told the reporter that
he had absolutely nothing to
say concerning the matter. His
attitude was apparently one of
uncOncern as regards the resOIu-
ton passed by the good roads
convention that he call special
session of the legislature.
PRESCOTT, Ariz., July @-Hav
Continued on Page Six)
Douglas daily dispatch., 1927-07-03
PILOT, ESC0RTING LINDBERGH, KILLED
Grace Plans HOp-OH
Honolulu to Pacific
Coast Sunday Morn

MANA, Island of Kauai,
Hawaii, July 2 R).--A hop-off
for San Francisco or Los An
geles early tomorrow morning
was scheduled by Richard
Grace after he had failed today
to force his heavily loaded plane
into the air.
The plane, weighing moe
than 1000 pounds, careened
along the rough runway and
punctured the tire Of one OF its
wheels.
Grace said he would start
toward San Francisco, 2,40O
miles from this village, hut if
he had enough fuel he would
veer to the, south and land at
Los Angeles, $500 miles tr;m
Mana,
Douglas daily dispatch., 1927-07-03
40 Dead in Ohio From
Heat WaUe Which Has
Gripped State 4 Days

CLEVELAND, July 2 :N.-
Forty persons are dead in Ohio
as a result of the heat wave
which gripped the state for the
past four days. Relief was in
sight when cool breezes and
prospective thundershowers are
expected to topple the mercury
from it's record breaking perch.
Nine deaths were reported in
the state today, which was 10
lower than yesterdays list of 10
victims. Most of the deaths
are attributed to drowning in
rivers and lakes where relief
from the intense heat was
sought.
Toledo's list of IL dead in
four days is the highest toll,
Temperatures of 81 have been
reported at Toledo, Findlay ana
other points.
:.
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| She paused, then said, ooh, uncle,
what a heavenly idea! Do let's"
Butter, apparently, wouldn't melt In
her little mouth.
i \ r
ct INcLE," Cora breathsd. 81 must
- tell you neutrality-suspicious.
about Nick and me-"
Henry said:
| whats the trouble between you
and Nick? Now, you can either talk
quite freely to me or not at all. 1t
must be the one or the other"
tits all very vague" she said SUBJ
missively.
"Well, now" said Henry Kearns
persuasively, tell me about yourself.
Tell me your ordinary day."
IT get up" said Cora. That's the
beginning. I suppose"
what timer"
"Oh! It depends. I never allow any
body to call me. The doctor says |
ought to have nine hours If possible.
| But 1t isn't often : do. have nine
hours. Servants simply will not be
| quiet"
when do the servants get up?"
They're supposed to be down by
O'clock. but do you think. they are?"
"And you get up--when?"
"Well, I have breakfast in bed. It
saves so much trouble. Besides. I
always feel rather queer when I wake
up"
ten or ii o'clock, expect?"
Eyes"
by the time n. you're dressed, it's
mot at all. I'm never later than
1890. Then there's shopping and a
million things"
Housekeeping"
ooh! I never bother about house
keeping. / see the cook. unless I'm
| in hurry. She's sort Of cook.house.
keeper. We have only three serv.
ants, you see."
"And then?"
well, you mustn't forget there's
such a thing as clothes. Clothes take
long time, especially for a poor woin-
an like me who has to make things
last, and with no maid to help her."
"Ar1d later in the afternoons?"
"WelI, have a few friends. We
play bridge or we so to art galleries or
to the pictures.
II expect. by the time you get back
home. Nick's back, too"
That's where you're wrong, uncle.
NICK IS always IdLS. OLlIC0, naturally
Everything has to give way to the Of
flee. I try to be ready for him and
looking as nice as can. I dress only
to please him and because I want him
not to be ashamed Of me. What a bad
thing 1t would be for him II he had a
| shabby wife!'
But you spend the evenings to.
gether?"
Sometimes he has to work in the
evenings. Then I play the piano. or
read, and slip off to bed quietly, so
as not to disturb him at his work. But
we dine out, or have people to dinner.
now and then. We go to first nights.
And we dance at the legation-that's
about all. We have been known to go
away for a week end, but the fuss on
Monday mornings about being late for
the Officer
Henry desired to be Of help to his
niece, for he had made the astounding
discovery that human being was not
utterly evil; that Cora had a troubled
conscience. aspirations toward right
eousness, and a secret, piteous life,
throbbing painfully beneath her world
ly existence. And he thought, perhaps
too complacently: II have brought
this to the surface"
"I'll tell you how It strikes me-" he
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decided, feminine hand. 1t ran thus:
Dear Henry Kearns Il don't like
Mr.. to a friend. or Miss from friend):
I wonder whether you would care to
dine with me on Friday next at my
home. If so, l would ask just one or
two people to meet you: not more than
! six of us altogether, and perhaps only
four. / should much like to have
you here. l feel we have quite q
also you would find my friends inter.
esting. And perhaps we could then
| hit on an evening for that theater
which you suggested. ! am going
away for the week end--I seldom
spend Sunday in town-but / shall
be back on Tuesday. II 1 get your
answer here then, that will give me
time to arrange things, assuming, OF
course. you say yes which I hope
/ you will. I've been thinking over your
arguments about the allied debts.
VERY sincerely yours,
"CYNTHIA SMYTHE."
He had met Cynthia Smythe at The
Hague, and had not thought more
than twice of her. Then, again, on q
flying visit to London. At the end OF
the second evening he had said to
himself There's more to that girl
than I thought there was"
Not that she was precisely girl.
But she was spinster. She looked
we'll, 81. Henry, to be on the safe side,
had given her 40 years. 1t was APP
parent that she had means and plenty
Of friends and was accustomed to for
mulate her ideas clearly and to have
them listened to seriously. She was
acquainted with things in general ana
with languages. She said she had
only once been in night club and she
regarded night clubs as the resort OF
individuals of both sexes who had
never grown UP and who had no IN.
tellectual resources. What attracted
him to her was her candor. her girlish
laugh, her low voice and exquisite ar
ticulation.
The telegram said: Address till
Tuesday. the Fowl Hatch House, Stoke
Vaudeville. Cynthia Smythe."
He wondered why she had tele.
graphed her address, since she had
told him that Tuesday would be soon
enough for his reply. She desired to
have a letter from him with the mini
mum Of delay He had indeed men,
toned a theater-the Chekhov play
but very vaguely, not a definite propo-
Sition,
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robust man with a swarthy sun.burned
face, nose and hands, clothed in a
Jacket Of light yellow color, to the
girdle of which hangs a bottle filled
with ripe cherries or other red fruit.
On his shoulder he bears a scythe and
at his side stands Leo the Lion, the
most active and powerful beast Of the
forest, in token of the violent heat
that occurs when the sun enters the
constellation of Leo, on the 23d Of
the month.
1t was the custom of the Romans to
hold festivals in honor of Caesar DUR
ing the hottest part of the month, to
denote that he was the ruler Of the
world.
These hot days of July, with the
first II days of August, were called
dog days by the Romans because they
thought the great heat was due to
Sirius. the dog star. visible at this
time. Sirius was the name Of dog
belonging to the giant Orion. who was
a great hunter. Diana. the goddess
of the moon, was also the goddess of
hunting, and 1t was her custom. after
driving her chariot across the starlit
sky. to spend the day hunting in the
forest.
While In the woods one day she met
Orion and fell in love with him. Her
brother Apollo was much angered at
this and, pretending to be DESTROYS Of
testing her skill as an archer. asked
her to shoot at dark speck floating
far out at sea. Diana. all unsuspect-
ing, at once drew her bow, and So
strong and true was her aim that She
hit the object which disappeared
beneath the waves. She .sen found
that the dark speck was the head Of
Orion, who had been cooling himself
filled with grief at his death. ana
vowing never to forget him, placa6
him and his dog Sirius in the sky
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else ought to judge and condemn her:
But it's all right, now you're here,
she said. Sweeney can go away.
Mrs. Hickett need never know he isn't
my husband. or course, 1t means that
Nick won't ever be able to come to see
you, but expect you won't mind that.
I'm sure he won't"
Henry was nonplused. She rem
dered him speeches.. He thought Of
Nick. Nick had had the management
Of this young woman. For three years
he had been trying to cope with her.
It was terrible.
* y n X
MIR. SIMEON TODD had found a
AVA shady corner in the garden.
Cora searched for him, fitting from
lawn to lawn.
"Oh! There you are!" she exclaimed.
1--WE been looking for you for ages. /
thought you'd deserted me-"
She stood smiling at him. Sweeney's
policy was one Of benevolent inaction.
you would" She seized and opened
the bag. Don't look at me while I
do my face. I'm a fright. Now don't
dare to look at me. You needn't be
jealous of this hanky--it's Uncle's; he
lent it to me-"
She worked away at her features, a
mirror in one hand and apparatus in
the other. "Uncle's queer old thing
did you notice him? He thinks he
understands everything. but really he
understands nothing. You don't seem
to realize. you sleepy old thing, your
being here has got me into most
terrible mess. You must go away at
once"
"All right" he yielded gloomily.
And, as happens occasionally to all
men who think that they have moth
ing to learn about women. he was
visited by doubt as to whether wonl-
en- were not. after all. utterly incalcu.
liable, even to the greatest masters OF
them.
AS for Cora, she was both pleased
and displeased. and perhaps rather
more displeased than pleased. He had
yielded too easily. He ought to have
been obstinate to the point of scene.
"Do you want to go?" she demanded.
He shook his head several times, a
reply which she expected. for with her
it was a fundamental article of faith
that every wish ought to be gratified
and that the Illustration of a desire
was matter for a real grievance
against destiny.
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so that he spoke reassuringly, as to
an invalid, when he said:
II never accused you OF looking n.
II I didn't know, should give you
% or A.
"You are a dear. But you always
were," she responded, appeased and
grateful. II do admire your taste in
villages. Uncle. And in houses, too!
Oh, what wouldn't give to bury my
self in the country for years and'years,
away from everything" She gave
long sigh. as If she were yearning
after dream.
The tea was brought in by the
housekeeper. plumpish woman OF Az:
Good afternoon, Mrs. Ticket,
Kearns greeted her. This is my
niece. Mrs. USHER"
Coras recognition Of Mrs. Hickett
might perhaps have been detected by
some instrument of scientific sensitive
ness and precision.
Good afternoon, madam said Mrs.
| Hickett, looking straight at Cora. who
| thereupon ornamented her first reeog-
| ton with a CHASTITY. insincere smile.
I'm sorry I wasn't downstairs to
meet you when you arrived, sir" SAID
Mrs. Hickett.
mot at all. I went straight into the
garden. Nobody even saw me-"
mo, sir. You see, sir, got the
two kilograms together, yours and
Mrs. Ussher's, and there was good
bit to do. I thought you might be
driving down, sir. Oh! And your lug
gage has just come, sir. Your room is
quite ready, sir. / sent to ask II Mr..
USHER would take anything. but he
said not yet. sir. Thank you, sir"
s~1r xrvt%
nod from her employer.
"You did say I should be welcome
to come whenever I liked" said Cora
when they were alone.
| Kearns recalled that he had so writ
A pause. "I did" A pause. "And
here you are. But this Mr.. USHER
in the garden? What does Nick say to
your gadding about with him."
Nov. Uncle, please, please"
| Her voice broke. After the incur
sion of Mrs. Hickett. she had been
most painfully constrained. But now
at the mention of Nick, she wept
bowed her head, extended her hand
nervously toward Henry Kearns: her
fingers moved as II cropping for some
thing they could not find. Suddenly
she sprang up and snatched Kearns
handkerchief from his pocket and
dropped back into her seat.
Excuse me. excuse me- she
begged. dabbing her .eyes. II must
have left my bag somewheres; it's
always losing itself. Physical objects
have grudge against poor me. I've
often no--no-noticed it." She was
sobbing.
J my life's been terrible" she muir
INJURED and muttered, gazing curiously
at the pattern of Henry's handker
chief, what a sporting hanky! I'm
not one to complain. Nobody ever
went into marriage with higher ideals
than / did. / wanted marriage to be
everything. But I've had nothing
Business. business. health, fitness
economy. all day. every day! I've had
nothing. I couldn't stand it any
more"
She smiled plaintively. you can!
say. I'm not being frank with you
Well, knew / oughtn't have done 1t
I oughtn't to be running about Xix.
this with Sweeney. I blame myself
But. If you knew--if you could real
ize! You can't though"
She seemed tc imply that. since sh'
had thus candidly and unreservedl,
Judged and e2nasmnsa hsgsslf. ~ On!
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wound half healed. Every visible part
of her epidermis, except perhaps ON
the nape Of the neck, had been cos
meticaily treated. changed, transform.
ed. in the intention to beautify. The
result was highly finished product.
Her face was not pretty-the fea'
lures were too large and accentuated.
the expression too masterful for that,
but she was good.looking. The glance
of the fine, hazel eyes was defiant.
challenging. but apparently she could
soften 1t at will. just as she could put
on an Ingenious shipper which turned
her into the pretty, frankly foolish,
| feminine creature who pleads for guild
ance and support from wise, strong
| males.
Henry Kearns was amazed and sad
dened. He had last seen her a girl
with the lights of innocence In her
eyes.
The question he asked himself was,
us she good natpred at bottonf, or is
her egotism ruthless?"
It seemed very odd to him that she
was his niece. Women of her type
we're rarely relatives; one did not ex.
| ,ect them to be relatives. Other mems
| nieces. by all means! But ones own!
! His sympathies fioated to Nick, but
head of Cora. She was she. And
could she help it?
YES, / do think you look NICE" said
Kearns. He could see no advantage
in frankness.
But you aren't satisfied. You're
disappointed"
mot at ail"' he answered. II think
You loo! fine"
"Ir, so glad" she smiled confiding.
ly. weakly. Then she hardened. do
| took older?"
Lets see; how old are your
"Twenty.six. Some Of my friends
say>I don't look a day older than %. "
ar thought you were 81"
"Yes. so am" she calmly admitted.
That's right. But it was only the
other day. You needn't be so particu-
lar. So I look 81, do 1? Well, every
one doesn't think So"
\ " X X
HENRY understood that it was of
terrific importance to her to look
younger than her years, and that the
suspicion of having changed ever so
little with the passage of time was
repugnant to her, intolerable. Her
anxiety was sincere to the point OF
being tragic. 1t really touched Henry.
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REFORE the final revision of the
calendar, both the position of the
months and the number Of days were
constantly changing. July was first
called Quintilis, the fifth month, in.
dicating that the Roman year began
with March. In the Alban calendar
Quintilis had SO days, Romulus re-
duced it to 81 and Numa to 80. but
Julius Caesar, feeling personal in
terest in this. his natal month, re.
stored its number to 81 days, which
has remained unchanged.
In honor Of the birthday of the
Emperor Julius, on the twelfth of this
month, and DESTROYS OF expressing his
great personal admiration for Caesar.
Mark Antony changed the name Of
the month from Quintilis to July, after
julius, the surname of Caesar.
Julius Caesar. the first Roman
emperor. was famous not only as
soldier, but as statesman. an orator.
clever writer, and historian. He
ment of Roman life ind took a great
interest In the building Of public
works. He not only reformed the
calendar. but also attempted to clarity
the Roman law so that 1t could be
understood by the masses.
He made plans for draining marsh
land near Rome. In order to make
the country more healthy: for enlarg-
ing the harbor Of ostia. an important
port near Rome. and for making a
canal through the Isthmus OF Corinth.
in Greece. In the year "a B. c.. how
ever. before he could carry out any
Of these plans. he was killed In Rome
by men who had once been his friends.
but who were now jealous of his
power. Shakespeare, describing this
tragedy, In his play. Julius Caesar"
makes Antony, while looking upon
the murdered Caesar, say:
sThou art the ruins Of the noblest man
That ever lived In the tide OF times"
July Il usually depicted as . strong
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The telegram revealed to him that
his mind had been dwelling on her
very considerably. He dropped the
letter onto his knee, whence it fioated
to the floor, and examined the tele-
gram, dispatched from the Great Cen.
trail Station at 2:52.
Cynthia must have been on the way
to her week end in the country when
the idea of sending it had occurred to
her. He was hattered that he had
made an impression. His sedate heart
was stirring. He said to himself, Il
am a simpleton," But he did not really
believe that he was simpleton.
Cora ran most informally into the
room, but, of course, with an
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Hm-Dey trew oss bout from de hook
shop witt de jonk togadder!! A futile
luss!
CHAPTER TWO.
So it dunned on me gradually re.
muss for hall de wrecked didds. So l
TUT so--Noo-I'll tbining hover lii
new one-wot I'll ledding from
hancefutt hon honest life" Ill loln-
ing trate. So look in de papers so
it stends dere a advertisement so:
BE a cotoonist-Oin izzy money:
Cotoonists DIN seexty to seek tousand
smackers a wiki. PLEASANT witt proht.
able hoccupation. Sand fife bocks"!
Flooy Correspondence School"
So ] sand fife books wot take In de
school a cuss ] should making for de
newspapers tommy peectures. So SAINT
to de paper tommy peectures. So u
came from de haditor--henswers so:
"Redder goot bot not 5ost wot we
weeshing. Sobmeet gradually MUIR
tommy peectures!"
So l sobmeeted fonny peectures--
Hm--deed sobmeet a multitude from
tommy peectures! ,Enoff tommy peec-
lures wot de could paper witt dem de
Grend Central Station!!
So Gull hopp de haditor wot say.
moo, so wot'll gonna be?? Teel whan
must make tommy peectures?"
So he saz. I'VE geeving do meter
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tutt. Sand plizze. MUIR samples tommy
peectures."
So install I decite wot I'll gonna be
again de brains from a geng. So l
take a bow witt harrow, wot hite
by q hambush by de woots wot 1t ap-
prutches a huttomobil. a gudgeous
wan, wot ! geeve a hexclamation! So:
"Hends opp!!!'
Heb, heh--you should see wot 1t few
opp hends!!
l"Trow hut de weluables."
Heb, heh--you should see wot 1t flew
hout bondle weluables!
''Bitt it!!!'
Dey bitted!!
So geeve a hopen opp de bondle.
SO gave insite q look--Yi, vi, vi, vi
Is dere hall mine tommy peectures!!!
POT THREE.
SO in doc cuss from time 1t arrifed
home from dc Croosates de Keeng
Reechard de Lion.Hotted--so he rad In
de papers de sturry wot install he
should keeping by de jail Robin, so he
rillised heem wot dey bicame fest
frauds wot dey 1eeved hopping never
hefter wot dey was indispensable by
wan from de odder like IL indespansa-
BILE corned.biff In conjonction with keb-
hedge.
Mm--sotch a dollink baby. dipped
ODD hall de biff.jooze.,
fCopyrixht. 1927 MN.
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The Woman Who Stole Everything
By Arnold Bennett


uncle she was entitled to be girlish.
She saw the telegram in Henry's hand
and the large, bold page on the carpet:
ooh! What masculine sort OF
womanr' she cried. 1t was uncanny,
unnerving. The insight of women. the
agility of their wits, was utterly dis
concerning.
Her words destroyed the original
drama Of the letter and created new
one in Henry's mind. Henry was sud
denly terrified. He recoiled panic.
stricken from the prospect Of further
relations with Cynthia smythe. He
thought, ''She's 40 and she's so self
confident, and she must be so set in
her habits--finicky habits, of course,
like mine" His liberty, his priceless.
beloved liberty. Was he to let it go?
He could not. He was free, free. Was
he to purchase chains and eternally
bind himself? He was affrighted. But
through his alarms, as through a
.gauze, he could see Cynthia, hear her
quiet laugh.
"Well," said Cora cheerfully,
"Sweeney's gone. You'll never see
him again. SO that's all right"
Evidently, he thought. she meant to
stay on, and she could see no reason
against her staying on.
Dinner was for O'CLOCK.
Sharp" said Henry.
Yes, Uncle
Her tone and mien were quite sub
missive. She went to her room, and
Kearns walked in the garden. He was
debating whether to telephone to Nick
USHER to come down to Camden that
night. He was afraid Of the possible
consequences of telephoning for Nick.
but in the end he returned to the
house, guiltily full of the project.
He got Nick in 10 minutes.
Nick relied on his uncle.in-law's
good Judgment and said he would
come.
Henry was perspiring. What have
/ let myself in for?" he thought.
Then he said to himself he had done
the right thing and that he and Nick
would be match for any woman.
The hall clock struck 8. He ran up
stairs. Having enjoined punctuality
on the disorderly Cora, he could not
afford to be late, yet he would inevi'
tably be late. His clothes had not been
laid out in the masters stately bed
room. Why not? 1t was IL minutes
past when he descended. somewhat
f1ustered and quite resigned to being