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Evening star., 1927-05-01
YOUNG SET w w w w w Sale of the Car With the Upkeep
He tried to look solemn.

He tried to look solemn.
Gave my word Of honor" he ex-
planned. He has reasons"
Il won't tell anybody" Nina Hern-
don promised.
II know you won't" her husband
told her Tn perfectly sure you
won't. because you'll never know who
it is
And from that rock she could not
bulge him. Not that day nor any
other day. Nor that night Nor any
other night She coaxed, she wheedled
she wept. she stormed. But tell her
he would not.
For many other reasons beside this,
it was a Quarrelsome Spring for the
young Herndons. The sporty little
skies and shiny little sedans couldn't
be delivered fast enough from the
factory to fill the enthusiastic Harry's
flood of orders. Nina had more new
clothes than she'd ever had, a snappy
six of her own, a nurseinaid for her
baby and a string of the very best
imitation pearls.
She begin to sigh for new worlds to
conquer.
She wanted a house on the other
side of the railroad tracks. Nina pro-
fessed to love and adore the gay young
set with whom she and Harry played
around, but her dearest friend--and
enemy--the girl whom she had hated
in the days when they'd gone to
school together, lived in the fashion
ably smart old section of Clair1nont
and Nina would never be happy until
she lived there.
"Heney," her husband protested,
there's nothing for sale over there,
except some Of those big old mansions,
with forty-two rooms and one bath.
If there was a decent small house. 1'd
take it, but those old things have so
much land with them that they re-
quire huge down payment, and, be-
sides that, the upkeep would be ter
rible. They always need paint and
plumbing and new roofs and heaven
knows what--they're like that Run
yard-cost too much to run
The Runyard was the only thorn
on their rosebush. 1t was a huge,
slightly used limousine that occupied
a lot of valuable floor space in the
shining new agency. Nina frequently
taunted her spouse with the fact that
he'd let himself in for a white ele-
phant.
lie was rather vague in his ex-
plantations. Had to take it in trade"
wasn't very good reason, but she
had TO accept it. The truth was that
it was the original bond between him
Evening star., 1927-05-01

"You get $400, the Herndons get a
$4,000 equity in the cottage and the
old war horses" Ut was thus dis
respectfully that Eugene spoke OF
their distinguished neighbors. Mr..
and Mrs. W. Herbert Warrington
get that old locomotive that Hern-
don's been trying to sell all Spring.
Is that it?"
Babs said he put It nicely. and he
kissed her for being the astute little
salesman that she was. And that
was that.
Mrs. Herndon couldn't wait for her
enterprising husband TO get back
from his trip. She ordered the dem
onstrator to deliver the limousine at
once to Mrs. Warrington. She noti-
fed every realtor in town that one
Spanish type villa in Clairmont
Heights was on the market, and tele-
phone everybody she knew that the
Herndons were going to move into
old Clairmont right away.
She, too, had an involved and joy
Gus greeting for her lord and master
when he stepped off the train.
1--WE sold it, I've sold it," she
screamed. "Tve sold that blooming
old Runyard. And I've bought a
house over in Clairnont! We're go
ing to move next week. Oh, Harry"
she flung herself into his arms, L
think I'll so into business. love 1t
so; it's so exciting, What we set
for our old house will put the one
we're buying into beautiful order
and"
"But who In the world bought the
Runyard?" he demanded. I'D tried
everybody In this town and every
town for miles around. I'd listed 1t
with every dealer between here and
Columbus Circle"
II sold II to the Warringtons," she
announced proudly. Mrs. Warning
ton bought it for a birthday surprise
for her husband. Babs Bliss helped
me, and we owe her the commission
you promised. Now don't you think
we girls are pretty smart"
Harry's jaw dropped. He started
to say something that he never fin-
ished, for he was laughing so hard
that he couldn't say it. He laughed
when he wrote the check for Babs
Bliss.
But he was most solemn when he
saw his silent partner that evening.
So was the partner.
For the silent partner-who was
entirely speechless now--was Mr.. w.
Herbert Warrington. president Of the
Clairmont Bank.
(Copyright, 1872
Evening star., 1927-05-01
Great Moments in Fiction illuminate
The Talents of Omniscient Detectives

in all the stories, a SORT of half hero
the can't be a whole hero, because
that would interfere with the great
detective), who is partly suspected,
and sometimes even arrested. He is
the young man who is either heir to
the money in the story, or who had a
violent quarrel" with the body, or
who was seen leaving the premises
at a late hour" and refuses to say
why.
Some writer's are even mean enough
to throw little suspicion on the
heroine-the niece Or ward of the
elderly gentleman-~a needless young
woman dragged in by convention into
this kind Of novel. She gets suspected
merely because she bought half a gal.
lon of arsenic at the local chemist
shop. They won't believe her when
she says, with tears in her eyes, that
she wanted it to water the tulips with.
The body being thus completely
dead, Inspector Higginbottom of the
local police having been called in. hav-
ing questioned all the maids. and hav.
ing announced himself completely
baffied," the crime story is well set
and the Great Detective is brought
into it.
Here, at once, the writer is con-
fronted with the problem of how to
tell the story himself. The Great De-
tective is above that. For One thing.
he's too silent. And in any case, If he
told the story himself. his modesty
might hold him back from fully ex-
planning how terribly clever he is,
and how wonderful his deductions are
So the nearly universal method has
come to be that the story is told
OH ha r,f
son, "a friend and confdant of the
Great Detective. This humble asso-
ciate has the special function of being
lost in admiration all the time
In fact this friend. taken at his own
face value, must be regarded as
Poor Nut. Witness the way in which
his brain breaks down utterly and is
set going again by the Great Detec-
tive The scene occurs when the
Great Detective begins to observe all
the things around the place that We're
overlooked by Inspector Higginbottom.
But hoao." I exclaimed. "holU in the
name of all that is inc0m pfeheasible
are Doa able to GUer that the criminal
1Core THbbcrSy
M friend smiled quietly.
"Yon observe" he said, that patch
of fresh mud about ten feet square In
front of the door of the house. If goa
qcould look. YoH aCiH see that it has
been freshly ardlked Oper By man
lcifh rubbeFS on.
/ looked. The marks Of the rnbbers
acere there plain enongIt--at least a
dozen OF them.
What fool / lcGs'" 7 exclaimed.
But at least tell me hoto you acre
able TO knol0 the length Of the Grim
inars Joot?"
My friend smiled again, his same
iHscrntdbge smile.
by measuring the print OF the rub
ber." he anssrcred quietly. and then
Evening star., 1927-05-01
1t Was a Wonderful Story

'No--not yet" he replied 1--WE
only got to where the grandfather is
elected TO Congress"
please get il, / urged.
The boy ran happily off and I turned
to the mother.
quite a boy" remarked.
She blushed. proudly.
It's his first novel" she replied.
In a few minutes Allen returned. He
had with him a large leather note
book.
IF you don't mind" he suggested,
"Tn read it myself"
"Oh. certainly" we agreed.
Allen leafed through the pages un-
til he came to the right place.
This is Chapter 12," he explained.
'and / think I ought TO give you
brief idea of that which has preceded
that which ! am about to read"
''All right" we said.
Allen hesitated a minute and then
began.
.'rhe principal characters. he said,
Eat the beginning are n man and his
wife, named DR.. and Mrs. Joe Burchell
en- with a realistic description Of
lif i'm a small Iowa town--you know
he hates her, and she hates him
everybody hates everybody else"
"'That's a novelty, all right" I re
marked. but I can imagine It"
Yes continued the boy. land she
longs TO get away from IT all-the
drab prairies-the fiat cornhelds-no
music--no art--no university extern
sion courses--so she kills him."
"How?" ! asked.
"Oh. poison" replied the boy. land
then she goes to a large Middle West
ern city which has a symphony or
chestra OF 50 pieces. So for while
she is satisfied and marries a real es-
tate dealer named Harold Lockyer.
and in spite Of her interest in music
becomes a mother
OH said my wife
"And you can imagine her feelings" j."
continued the author. when her son
becomes a real estate dealer. too, and
wants to join the Rotary Club"
Yes / agreed.
Evening star., 1927-05-01

half price You wouldn't think it
such a cinch If you ever tried selling
it,"
IF do, can have the money to
buy a house WITH" she persisted.
lie grinned at her.
II won't say you can, but I'd be
safe If I did. You couldn't buy a
house with so little money and--you
couldn't sell the car, anyhow"
She Just naturally couldn't keep
away from the other side of the rail.
road tracks. She prowled about house
hunting. Finally she found small
house with a tiny plot of ground that
looked as though it might be bought
reasonably. One day when her bus.
Ting Harry was out of town, her own
Snappy Six developed engine trouble
The service manager was all apollo
gies.
I'm sorry. 1t will take three hours
to fix it. We've one mechanic home
Evening star., 1927-05-01
By LUCILLE VAN SLYkE.

T VARRY HERNDON was a motor
car salesman He was big
and good looking and young
l. 4 and rather boisterous, and hs
had a plump but pretty wife
and small equity in very small
Spanish7style villa in the newest part
of Clairmont.
Clairmont seemed to him very happy
hunting grounds indeed. A rambling
old Summer resort that had become a
suburb almost overnight, with numer-
Gus enterprising young realtors sub
dividing beautiful old estates into lots
meant hundreds Of new inhabitants
who would automatically become
prospects for Harry, whose en-
thusiasm was boundless, though his
opportunity had been for some time
limited by the fact that he merely
sold ears on commission for an agency
in the next larger town. All he lacked
to open an agency of his own was
capital, and the local banker seemed
adamant in the matter OF advancing
credit.
But there came a day when Harry
dashed home to the little Spanish
villa in q new, cream -colored roadster
with a demonstrator's license plate
hanging precariouSly on it's bumper.
lie caught his plump little Wife around
her plump little waist. lifted her into
the air and kissed her resoundingly
on her way going down.
Little woman" he eXulted, from
now on just watch me goi l can't
tell you how it happened. but one of
those rich old timers over on the other
side of the railroad tracks is going to
back me financially. Strictly silent
partner, understand ] was able To
do him sort of favor and he was
darned grateful.
THE long and the short of it is that
he's going to finance me. It's the
chance of a lifetime. kiddo, for it's
my name that goes on the big glass
windows and I'm going to buy out his
share in the firm within the next five
years out of my profits. So, instead
of running around selling cars for
some other guy, I'm going TO be
handling Snappy Skies and Ritzy
Fights for myself! The lease is ali
signed for a big new showroom ON the
corner of the Post road, and all you
have to do, little woman, is watch me
and help me spend the money"
She flung her arms around him,
she called him endearing names that
he hadn't heard since six years ago
last August, and she wept a few joy
Gus tears and then she said:
Who is it?''
Evening star., 1927-05-01

and walked breezily down the deck.
Yes" / remarked to my wife, II
suppose we have"
And we did.
I'm Mrs. Pringle,' announced a
CHEEKY voice that afternoon as we
were standing at the rail and gazing
down at the green icelike swirl of
the water along the side of the ship.
"Nfr. Arnold asked me 10 be sure to
speak to you"
"Oh. yes" replied, loo,.ing up.
You're on your wedding trip. he
tells me- went on the lady She was
fairly short and fairly plump and
fairly middle-aged.
Yes" / agreed
Evening star., 1927-05-01
RY DONALD OGDEN STEWART.


O%uRIoUsLY enough, it was not
until the last two days of our
voyage toward Paris that we
met Mrs. Pringle and her son,
Allen. and we wouldn't have
met them then if it hadn't been for
Mr.. Arnold.
Folks" said Mr. Arnold, coming
up to where we were peacefully sit
ting in our deck chairs, there's
woman on board ] want you to meet. =
IAN right" ] replied. My wife and
I had learned by then that the only
thing to say TO Mr.. Arnold was All
right"
shes n remarkable woman con
tinued MIR. Arnold.
"NVhat does she do--tTicks?" asked
nv wife. The last remarkable
woman" we had met through Mr..
Arnold had been lady prestidigitator
who had spent an afternoon trying
TO take aces OF spades out of the back
of My neck.
NO" replied Mir. Arnold she's
q philosopher.
"She's a WHAT" asked my wife.
"A philosopher" said Mr.. Arnold.
"What sort of a. philosopher"
asked.
Mr.. Arnold seemed surprised at the
question.
"Why-you know" he explained.
'Bright--and cheefy-ail the time. a
wonderful woman"
My wife shuddered.
IF you don't mind I said. lets
not meet her right away"
20. k agreed Mr.. Arnold. ANY
time YOU say"
"aTa '-lao tomorrow" suggested.
"You'n get a real kick out of her"
said Mr.. Arnold She had lot of
h...o>t. Lost four husbands.
"EuU-" I asked
".;u.esde.' replied Mr. Arnold AT
lelSt three We're suicides-and one
just sos of disappeared"
Strange" muttered my wife.
you've Just got 70 meet her" said
Mr. Arnold, and with that he left us
Evening star., 1927-05-01

self and his mysterious silent partner.
His patron had bought the Runyard
the previous Winter in Paris. Ordi-
narily the most economical of men,
this gentleman had been Mortified,
after the purchase, at both the initial
cost and the upkeep. Because he had
always preached economy to his wife,
he did not dare let her know of his
fit of financial alteration. He had
shipped the car back home in care
of the lively young salesman. with
instructions to sell it and TO keep its
ownership a secret.
Harry. my boy" he had written:
II am sure you can find a market for
this car. Americans are crazy about
foreign makes. Anything you can get
over $500 is yours and 10 per cent
commission besides. I have got to
get rid of the thing at once, because,
If my wife knew I had it, she would
insist on keeping it and I can't afford
Evening star., 1927-05-01

So continued the boy. "shs kills
the boy rather than have him Join.
and after she has put a few selected
books I'm a bag. she decides 10 leave
her husband and so to New York.
where she can see some plays by
O'Neill. So she does that. and after
she has seen a few
"She kills herself" suggested
she marries a scientist named Ar.
rowsmith." was my wifes offer.
The boy looked up
THAT was as far as / had got" ne
said. ''Now--listen----' and he began
to read.
amelia looked around he said,
pronouncing the words slowly.
." Amelia looked around. She thought
OF all the 100 per cent Americans that
she had known. She thought Of all
the boobs, the yokelry. the go.getters.
She could see them now-the flag
wavers. the hallelujah shouters. the
holier-than-thou boys Go get 'cm.-
that was the spirit! Hallelujah.
brother! Rotarians. Kiwanis.
Oh. how she loathed It all"
1T you don't mind I interrupted.
L think I'll take little walk around
the deck I think I've heard enough"
The boys face fell.
Don't you want to hear it?" he
asked. There's a wonderful part
coming--where she marries an even
gelist and finds out how big a hypo-
critic he is"
mo" replied, ~ think I've heard
1t all before.
The boy closed the book politely. 1
turned to the mother.
Wasn't it wonderful?" she sighed.
] was surprised.
did you really like it?" I asked.
THE story - the characters - and
everything"
She smiled happily.
"Oh. didn't listen to the story
she replied. II didn't hear a word Of
It. But" she added wasn't his voice
lovely when he was telling it,"
fCopyrisht 1877
Evening star., 1927-05-01
RY STEPHEN LEACNCK.

"Ha." exclaimed the Great Detec-
tj9,e, raising himself from the resilient
sod on 4c3icI1 he had lain prone for
hat an hour 'lchdt haze ace here?"
As he spoke, he held up blade Of
grass he had plucked.
Il see nothing" said the Poor Nut.
"No, suppose not" said the Great
DetectiUe: after iehich he seated him
self on stone, took out his SdIo-
phone from its case, and for the 9lect
halt hour 1cds lost in the fRtricGcie6
Of G0Hmod's Sonata in Sir Flats qcfth
u Basement
ANY DetectiUe Story
TH HE publishers tell as that more
than a thousand detective
stories are sold every day--or
is it every hour? 1t does not
matter. The point is that a
great many are sold all the time, and
that there is no slackening Of the APP
petite of the reading public for stories
uf mysterious crime.
1t is not so much the crime itself
that attracts, as the unraYeling of
the mystery by the super brain Of the
great detective. as silent as he lis eff
rient. He speaks only once a week.
31e seldom eats. He craWls around in
the grass picking up clues. He sits
upside down in his armchair forging
his inexorable chain Of logic.
But when he's done with it. the in
soluble mystery is solved, justice is
done the stolen jewels are restored,
and the criminal is either hanged or
pledges his word 10 so and settle on
"A ranch in saskatchewan; after which
The great detective takes a night off
It the grand opera. the only thing
that really reaches him.
The tempting point about a detec-
Tive stOry--both for the writer and
lhe readers that il is 50 beautifully
easy 10 begin. All that IS needed is
TO start off with q fr&l-class murder.
M~ Blqakefg blank sat IN his office
i1 the droIrsy hour of q Saturday
afternoon. he 3rdS alone. Work acds
d0nc for The dGY The clerks 1Ccre
gone. The building. Sare tor the jGni-
tor. ich0 liUed IN the basement. qCas
mpty.
A. he sat thus. gaeing in sort Of
TeCerie a the papers on the desk ia
front o. him. his chin resting on his
hand, his eyes closed and Sluntbcr
stole UpOH him.
Quite SO. Let him feel just as
arowsy as ever he likes. The expert
enced reader knows that now is the
very moment when he is about TO get
g. crack on the nut. This drowsy
gentleman. on the first page of a de-
Tectiye story. is NOT really one of the
characters at all. He is cast for the
melancholy part that win presently
lie called the body Some writer's pre-
fer To begin with the body itself right
away--after this fashion:
'"The body lraS that Of an elderly
gentleman. upside d0icn, but otherwise
entirety dressed
But it seems fairer TO give the elder.
Evening star., 1927-05-01
SPEEDY SHIPMENTS.

THE loading and unloading of the
big ore boats Of the Great Lakes
are accomplished with remarkable
speed. An ore boat was loaded at Du.
luth with 1882 tons of ore in one
hour. The ore docks at Duluth and
Two Harbors are complex affairs of
three levels. First, the dock proper
extends hundreds OF feet into the
lake; upon the dock, besides a basin
wide enough to admit the great ore
steamers, is structure of heavy tim.
bers, whose upper sections form pock-
cts for the ore, and on the very top
are lines OF railway tracks.
The loaded trains from the mines
are run out on the tracks over the
pockets and the ore is dumped auto
mafically. Then the empty cars are
switched over to the fsturn track and
Evening star., 1927-05-01
Gross Exaggerations From Heestory:
How It Took LassOnS Robert BrOOze
BY MIT4T GROSS.

. : e: 5: !: : +: : :; IS ::: $: ] u; !:
ually bitwinn de Scotchmen
lidder wot he conseested from q
indiwidjil wot he was entitled Rob.
ert BrooZe-wot he commanced he
should annoying de Breetish some
ting hume.
So de Keeng from Hingland SAINT grad.
ually q Harny witt a Navy witt
Hnfantry, witt Hotillery witt Ma
rinzz witt q F'litt witt Hair Fusses
witt tenks witt gezz Wurrferr witt
Sobmarinzz wot dey utmost difltted
Robert BrOoZe.
So Robert was fused he should fee
he should SILK sikklusiOn in a cave
wot he tutt to heemsalf. he tutt so:
moo. Kirro, de jeegs opp! De holds
against youl You couldn't cupp witt
sotch fussesm Nup! Geeye it hall
hopp!! Sell batter de harmy to de
highest beeder, so hum, gat a SCOT
clinn hunderwear und open opp
sobstential stationery storei Yep.
A well griZzed hidea!! Moo, so wot
I could use for a white fleg??---
hnl--SO--"
So iost den he nutticed wot it was
gripping by de wall a spiter wot he
was trying he should menufecture
a wab.! So he trite foist wan time,
den toofimes den trittimes, den
Evening star., 1927-05-01

to run a car that means so much up
keep. I'll have to sell at a sacrifice.
but it will be cheaper in the long run"
In the first flush Of his enthusiasm,
Harry had been sanguine about sell
ing it. But. as Spring danced along,
he began to feel rather dubious.
Other dealers wouldn't take ii off his
hands and nobody in Clairmont
wanted a big limousine. The snappy
skies and ritZy eights sold themselves,
but the clumsy old limousine stood in
solitary grandeur.
Nina expressed herself very freely
about it.
IF we had the money that's tied up
in that old boat we could have a new
house." she pouted.
Never mind what's tied up in it,"
Harry would growl Forget it. You
may think I haven't tried to sell it,
but I've offered everybody on our sales
force double commissions to sell it AT
Evening star., 1927-05-01

started back to the mines. One OF the
great fleet Of ore boats comes ND from
the lower lake ports. slips into the
basin and is made fast to the dock.
The ship, 600 feet long and only 60
feet wide, is steel shell with houses
at each end-officers' quarters and
bridge In the bow, crews quarters and
engine room in the stern. There are
matches six feet apart all down the
long. open deck between the houses.
AS soon as the ship is made fast the
matches are opened and from the ore
pockets above are let down chutes
that are folded fiat against the pock-
cts when not in use. The doors OF the
ore pockets are opened and two Ia
borers with crowbars stand by 10
start the ore which goes rushing down
the chute 50 fast that in 20 minutes
q 10,0oo.ton ship is loaded.
Evening star., 1927-05-01

so soon wot he bicame a f1y-so
bitwinn de minntime I dite wot
bicame re-inconnated wot 1 should
be a er!-heh-heh---ho wal.
de rast you know-sotch a dollink
spiter-ate opp hall de fiies-Ho.
by de way deed you hold de latest
Scotch sturry--''
So from dees spiter it took hidd
lasson Robert Brooze wot he trite
vance MUIR he should fighting de
Breetish wot he difitted dem extrin-
mingly wot he bicame gradually
illacted he should be de Keeng from
Scotland.
Copyright 1927
Evening star., 1927-05-01

safed a hopinion wit 1t made bats
hall de pipple on me / should
weening gradually de race----so
instat I should weening SO / lust
wot it gate heem witt steecks witt
stuns hall de pipple wot he he'd it
almost conclusion from de brain
so he vowed a revenge wot he
SKINNED opp a skim so wot he
should connecting soosite he should
die-und den he should be re-
inconnated he should be a fly
so bing wot l was a huzz-so
he should annoying me a whole
time!! Ken you imegineu So I
tutt so: Hm--is dees a fect-i!! SO
Evening star., 1927-05-01

"Oh. yes" / replied. It's a great
experience"
Are you thinking Of getting mar
ried?" asked my wife.
Mrs. Pringle patted the little boy
proudly on the head.
Evening star., 1927-05-01

ALLEN is writing a novel" she ex-
planned.
"Oh, ! see I said.
It's a trilogy." " said Allen, dealing
with the gradual decline of an Iowa
family through three generations"
Evening star., 1927-05-01

Has Mencken seen it yet?" asked.
i've had some correspondence with
him about II" replied the boy. Would
YOU like to see portion Of the first
volume?"
lis it long?" / asked.
Evening star., 1927-05-01

~URIOUSLY enough, it was not
until the last two days of our
voyage toward Paris that we
met Mrs. Pringle and her son,
New Britain herald., 1927-01-14
Shaw Names Inge
 As Greatest Writer

London, Jan. fl tPt-George Bern ard Shaw recently handed Dean Inge a literary bouquet which ban ished the gloom of that ecclesiastical diguitary for several days,
 q have a superior brain, said Shaw, leaning against the mantle piece in the home of Lady Beecham while aking to dinner guests, hut there is .he greatest living writer n England" and he pointed to Dean Tnge sitting in 8 corner.
 shaw, instead Of his famous weeds, wore I neat black suit which the Duchess of Hamilton and the cihers agreed was most becoming