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The Daily Alaska empire., 1933-12-08

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The Daily Alaska empire., 1933-12-08
Double of Pretty Boy" Is Tired
 |Of Wild Stares

MIAMI, Okla, Dec. 8.-As long as his work keeps him in the southwest, w. A. Hoover, Miami salesman, decided he might as well have it understood that he is not Pretty Boy Floyd"
 He appealed to Sheriff Dee Walters to calm the populace and issue an official memorandum on the physical resemblance between the law-abiding citizen and the des- perate outlaw.
 Several times in recent weeks Brewer has been mistaken for Floyd Persons he met started apprehensively" at him, he said, and peace officers on one occas- ion were moved to investigate his actions.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1933-12-08
OIL FROM IRAQ TO SOON FLOW FOR FRENCHMEN
Long Pipe Line Is Complet- ed-Defense Status
 Is Also Aided
By M. K. WHITELEATHER

PARIS, Dec 8.-Mesoptamian oil over which diplomatic battles have waged, will flow into Paris ian automobile tanks within a few months, the French Oil Company, holder of one-fourth interest in the rich Iraq oil sands, has announced.
 The 531-mile northern branch of the pipeline from Kirkuk, Iraq, to Tripoli, in French-mandated
Evening star., 1933-01-17
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k1Aa y Katharine H@iand-Wlor IN

floor across which the hues of the
rainbow. produced by underfloor light,
crept, shiyering, to change. The cell
ing was a mirror.
The orchestra was sitting, sagged
listlessly, on raised dais at the end of
the long. wide room and a girl. guiltless
of any wear but pair of scarlet step
ms and a fish net braSsiere of scarlet
twine was perched upon the piano
stool chewing gum and talking to them.
Michael was shown to a table,
which he thought would hardly do.
quite too close to the music" he said,
and the head waiter, bowling lower,
lifted a reserved sign from the table
Michael thought would do.
They settled
Miss Cassandra inspected the scarlet
young person on the piano stool.
Really" she said. Her lips pursed as
she shook her head.
Michael grinned engagingly at her.
Then his impulse to stretch lips passed.
He was thinking of the child with
whom he had talked in the corridor
and wondering how the very dickens
she had crawled under this particular
tent and into it. She was an attractive
ting for an attractive little thing, he de-
cided, with the perturbation that OBJ
viouS wrong always reused in him.
And her vivid likeness to some one
(and who?) followed him as he scanned
the wine card to betray a skeptical
doubt Of vintages by slightly raised
broWs
As this went on, waiter hovered at
Evening star., 1933-01-17

toe in order to look at magazine that
vas upon the counter before her.
Fancy child in such spot" Miss
Cassandra murmured, "and close to IL,
is 1t not?"
1T is" Michael admitted. Then his
aunt went to cloak room to leave her
wrap with suddenly servile maid who
knew that class is sometimes int-
mately connected (while dressed) with
medieval corset And Michael, sti-
fling yawn. gave himself up to at
least outwardly patient waiting
The girl who was to sell cigarettes
studied him, "One grand lookin' boy;
she liked them tall, lean, strong looking
and dark, and Michael was all of that
Women who gave themselves to i'm
pulse always looked after Michael, and
full chart of him is made by the fact
that Michael never knew it. Now he
moved to stand by the child who was
so engrossed in the magazine and for
some space he stood looking down upon
her jonquil hair. Something about her
made him think Of some one he knew.
or had known, well. And he could not
find the other person who made him
certain he had come upon some re-
markable strong resemblance. The
question held his interest, as conjectural
questions always do.
Suddenly she felt his glance and
raising her oval face she found his
smile. Rather testingly she stared up
at him for long moment, and then
she smiled slowly, beautifully.
Michael did not know that the mo-
ment was important, which is not sur
rrising; few of us 90 kIoW that mo-
Evening star., 1933-01-17

Michael's elbow with opened pad and
poised pencil. The head waiter drew
near to hope that everything would
suit, and Michael, smiling, said he
hoped 50, too.
The thickening after-theater crowd
began to sift in; shrill-voiced women
and fat-necked men predominated
Walters hurried and music now blared
without interruption. Some patrons
who sat near began to be a trifle jovial
show, Michael felt, was rather too
his book and he wondered how long his
aunt would want to stick it out, and
he tasted the food that had been
brought, to find it was vile. He pre-
sumed, pushing plate aside that most
folk came to get quite entirely drunk
in amost unpleasant manner, and that
the rest didn't matter.
Then the music died and Michael,
raising his eyes, stiffened. For he knew
now why the little girl was familiar to
him.
Jersey O'Grady, who seemed to have
been poured into an amazingly decollete
dress that was made of sequins, wrig-
gled' a South Sea wriggle designed to
express pleasure and, that done, she
extended her fat arms to her guests.
Hey, boys and girls!" she said, half
sung. "and how's everything? Every
liz thing And I am glad to see yuh!
Now, boys Il don't ask the girls, because
l know they won't like my latest i'm
port), boys want you to give this
little girl I'm bringing on in justa
Evening star., 1933-01-17

school. And ytlh know how she reads
books? Honest, Mike. never saw a
kid to read books like she Is. And 1t
just don't take h any time. She'll
say to me, like that, Jersey, can go
to the lieberry for q book?' and II /
think she ain't-hasn't-readt too much,
I'm careful of her that way, say Yes
maybe, and she'll go get herself a book
and" Jersey paused to snap two of
her short, fat, heavily jeweled fingers,
and like that-it's read. You wouldn't
believe it unless you could see. And
you know she don't get that from me-"
Jerseys eyes narrowed upon dan
Ger. advertised to be Spanish, who now
had the floor, and that Jersey did not
see her Michael understood when Jersey
spoke
Mike" she asked, do you think she
looks like them Wetheralls?"
She does, very much" Michael
answered honestly. II know quite how
you feel about it, but you can't get
away from the fact, Jersey"
Her florid face grew SO rich a purple
that 1t made her frizzed, coarse,
bleached yellow hair look lemon white.
If any Wetherall comes out in her."
Jersey stated, "I'll beat it out of her
even if leave her blue jelly"
Michael looked very unhappy and
his looks did not lie
Jersey rose and Michael struggled to
his feet
Come min and see me often, will you,
Mike?" Jersey questioned It never
had it in for you after he quit me like
that. I'm not denying I was sore on
you that time you said we oughtn't
to get hitched, Malcolm and me, but
you knew best. huh?"
Il thought so, jersey" Michael an
swered gently.
We'll, yulh did and I'm not denying
it. Real glad you brought in Aunty;
she certainly cheers up the place.
Evening star., 1933-01-17

Nothing ike q smiling little face IN thu
front pew to make the evening service
hearty. Say, Miss Wister, me and vo,,
ought to get together and make q might
of it,
"If you please. jersey" Michael mt
in, quietly, but urgently.
Didn't go over?" Jersey asked.
'No," Michael replied.
Sorry; no offense meant: I get
that way of kidding everybody from
running this dump. Pah-don me Miss
Wister," she ended with the assumntioT,
of a lotion manner for drawing rooms
she had seen at some 10-20-30 matinee.
and thought the top.
Miss Wister looked elsewhere with
superb concentration.
Got to be gettin' on, Mike, old dar-
ling" said Jersey, her broad hand on
his broadcloth covered arm; "keep
movin' here, that's me. Honest, I'm
glad you came in and I'm real sorry II
I threw any monkey wrenches in the
works to upset Aunty's digestion. It
was all meant IN q real friendly way,
Miss Wister."
Jersey paused then, waited, bat Miss
Wister remained rigid.
Well" said Jersey, giving up, "sincs
I see no sign of rise In temperature,
Ill make myself scarce. And bet my
absence will make Aunty,s heart grow
fonder. Come min again, Mike, an
soon, will yuh?"
TN try TO-" he said, bowling and fsei-
ing he lied.
Honest, love to see you,S Jersey
went on, little hunger In her tone.
you always was a sweet kid and now
l know why you fought MalcoIn's and
my gettin' splced"
She moved away then, And "a
her with { great deal Of pity In his
gray eyes.
(To be continued).
Evening star., 1933-01-17

"wait q minutel" sung out Jersey,
wait a minute! If there isn't my
ole pal Mike Wister with his lady friend! /!
Hey, Mike, and how's tricks and every
lii thing? Well, well, Mike, it's good
to see you and-Jersey's headin' for
you!"
Michael turned deep maroon; heads
turned as Jersey hurried to him; Miss
Cassandra became as stiff as something
found in an Egyptian tomb, and
Michael rose to bow.
Aunt Cassandra," he said stiffly
Che was extremely uneasy, may
present to you. Miss Jersey O'Grady?
Jersey, my aunt, Miss Wister."
Say, it was swell of you to dive into
my dump" said Jersey. Miss Wister
had said nothing, and she managed to
make this fact extremely apparent
VIII you sit DOWN." asked Michael,
hoping with all heart Jersey would not
"Will I? Well, yank out chair and
watch me flop; my tin slippers are giving
me hell" Jersey responded. There
was nothing for Michael to do but to
draw from beneath the table a small
chair, and Jersey flopped Seated, she
surveyed Miss Cassandra with that
gentle, warmly tolerant smile that be-
IOleS W tlloSe WHO KNOW IHe DFOaQeSJ
highway of life and a good deal that
modifies stern viewpoints. Looks like
we was going to have a heavy frost,
Mike" said Jersey, looking away from
Miss Cassandra and at Michael, and
she winked boldly at him.
Il didn't know" said Michael hur-
riedly Che was even more uneasy
that this was your enterprise, Jersey"
Where you been keepin' yourself,
darling?" asked Jersey. Then she
turned. smiling, to the little country
girl who was singing, in a voice that
was made of slrill tin, the fact that
she was little country "gur-rull," but
Evening star., 1933-01-17

mems are important until they are so
nothing left to do about them.
Wfht's your name?" asked Michael.
MY names Carroll; what's your
nanh? she answered and asked in turn.
my names Mike" Michael stated.
i krAw another man named Mike" :"
she conided HE comes to see mother,
but he'spot like you"
mo- he assured Michael and again
she snild up at him, "and I like
you beltei!" she ended.
There are few of us who can with
stand slcl flattery; it was logical for
Michael u decide that his first i'm
preston d her being attractive was
quite right
I was l1king at this magazine" she
said next, after that deep, prophylactic
breath so often indrawn by the young
who are aoolt to speak and who want
supply an, demand to be equal; Mrs.
Murphy in tie cloak room lets me look
at her mataaneS sometimes"
Michael inspected the magazine; its
cover, an amazing medley of crude
color, shont as does oilcloth. 1t was
publication of which Michael had
never heard and which he had never,
to the monens, seen; it was called
Love MurdesH
Every pag, basted that which its
readers probably called "a piture,"
and the descriptive matter below the
pictures was never underseasoned.
Michael read, "Bll, the Slasher, Who
Lured Four Lwel!, Trusting Ladies to
Their Last, Lng Sleep" He turned
this page abruptly but progress does
not always argue Improvement; on the
next page was picture of a bed in
lurid room ald upon the bed were
two bodies, mae and female. Below
this, THE Suiciie Fact Consummated; !;
Love Conquers Al"
Michael laid ane magazine back on
the counter Well he said; there
seemed little ele to say. Then again
he studied the child who looked up at
him SO confidngiy. While he had
leafed the magzine, she had borrowed
the cigarette girls tray. She made an
attractive pictre, with the ribbons over
her shoulders. Michael had seen pert
children in hoel lobbies whom he had
suspected OF hing fed on the sort OF
mental diet sch magazines provided, !,
they reveled i but this child did not,
She must hat well oiled feathers, he
itdSOAlCd
Are you ging to be here tonight
and does motkr know you?" asked the
little girl.
Il am" Mihael answered catagori-
cally, land mink not"
Il WISH" sal the little girl, Il could
come to sit a your table for little
while"
You may" aid Michael, "and please
dol"
Again her siile came out; 1t was a
somewhat graf little smile, it arrived
without hasteand 1t was as Michael
had noticed hfore, utterly charming
Then MichaPs aunt appeared and
they made wiz to the arena. The
great room intcwhich they stepped was
as rocco as he early Pullman cars
and the colors made Michael, for a
reason he did Mt then define, hear the
shrilly discordat notes of a calliope
Golden hornsand gilt had leading
part in the schne of decoration: pad
ded benches wei before the walls with
gilded tables btore them, and other
unstable little tales and chairs crowded
one another up TO the center glass
Evening star., 1933-01-17

couple a minutes, hand. Just off the
farm, this ILL kid I'm showing yuh, and
sweet; come mawn, Daisy, come out
to your nanny and meet the gangi"
Michael sagged back, sick; the whole
thing-clear. He stared, brows drawn
close, down at his plate.
''Dees anything trouble you, Michael?"
Miss Cassandra questioned
"A good deal" he answered quite
truthfully. "An old story I had al
most forgotten has offered further,
most logical installment. 1t is a story
I knew, too, but II never quite sensed
itl'
The child in the foyer; now he knew
very well whom she looked like
Daisy, the little country girl who had
been born in the Bronx, pushed her
way through slit in the velvet cur
tains to come wriggling forward. She
simpered and cast q silly glance down
ward: the boys gave hand.
Approvals made by an audible "Cute!"
came from several corners of the room,
and came out lingeringly.
Evening star., 1933-01-17

not too lazy to pick daisy which fact
produced q little back slapping among
the males, and loud outlaws.
] Jersey leaned across the table toward
Miss Cassandra. Don't that kid look
innocent?" she questioned.
"I had not noticed it, Miss Cassan-
dra answered, the whole of an iceberg
In her voice.
We'll" Jersey went on. "she looked
to me like one of mammals home girls,
and lemme tell you, that kid can get
off the dirtiest stories you ever had
smear up your ears. She's a cardi'
'Whew!" thought Michael; he had a
strong impulse to mop his brow
"How-how are you, Jersey?" he
asked with agonized haste.
ME? Say, Mike, want to tell you
something; I'm good, I'm doin' good,
here that I don't clean up something
In the way of good money that would
make your ole Wister jaw drop to park
on your wishbone. And remember how
1t started. huh2"
quite" Michael admitted.
Hum" Jersey murmured, acid scar
ing the murmur, land SO do and I'm
not forgettin' it neither. Say, Mike, I
never took so much as one da-1 cent"
she amended hastily with glance at
Miss Cassandra, from your ILL school
mate, Malcolm Wetherall, and if he
wants his kid-he can whistle for her!'
Michael said nothing; he was very
busy arranging that which was called
silver
Did yuh see my kid Mike?" Jersey
went on and her harsh voice grew gen
tie. shes most Of the time in the
foyer. Say, Mike she's as cute a kid
as you ever lamped; she'd give the shirt
off her liz back to pal; say, I have
to put on the lid or she'd give all her
stuff to the kids she plays with. And
smart? She gets awful good marl:s =
Evening star., 1933-01-17
INSTALLMENT /.

"A AZ ICHAEL BATES WISTER re-
Mn sented being dragged" as he
put it, to the Golden Horn.
Z \ He was too young at % to be
faded, but the marks made by
finger tips differ and he did not care
especially for that sort of thing. He
though now of book he had started,
and he wished he were in a deep chair
with good light over shoulder and
that book.
However, his aunt, Miss Cassandra
Winthrop Wister. who spoke often in
haeh of the Wisters. had come from
coston to New York to pay Michael
a visit and Michael knew perfectly well
fllat she wanted to see something at
which she could go home to shake her
had 1t sometimes seemed to him
tha5 this was the only reason his aunt
.-..er paid him visit, but he felt that
% every one was due as much happiness
rs they could clutch. Ergo, the night
club
He said that night at dinner, You
think you would like to visit night
club, Aunt Cassandra?"
I feel, Michael" she answered in her
judicious, chill-sounding way, that one
should know what is going on and the
tastes of the people"
Michael subdued smile. In his
aunts mind the case was always "the
people" versus "the WiSterS' and few
"a very few-other equally ancient
families of like indigo blood
Michael told his efficient man to
fo.ch the evenings paper and with 1t
Evening star., 1933-01-17

In his hand he turned the pages to that
page on which we're listed night clubs.
Suppose" he suggested, that we
find some play you'd care to see, and
then drop in at the Golden Horn.
believe that's quite representative OF
the lot"
His aunt said that that would do
very nicely and they decided to make
q preface for the night club of Sher-
idan revival with an all-star cast. With
that part of the evening done, they
had been tucked into Michael's limou-
sine to make slow way through the
electric glitter and twinkle of New York
streets by night And Michael was a
little amused by his aunts turning her
lorgnette upon a chewinggum sign to
murmur. Really, quite too appalling
you Know"
"Chesterton," said Michael, asserted
In his way, that this would be fairy
land for a men who couldn't read"
But with this Miss Cassandra disagreed
sternly; the whole effect, she stated,
was distreSsingly garish.
Then the motor came to halt before
an impressive door and doorman, and
Michael stepped out to do the dutiful
in lending assistance to his aunt, her
purple velvet shroud, sable cloak and
the Wister diamonds.
"Card?" questioned the doorman
Il haven't one'' Michael answered
@but / think it will be all right"
Sorry. sir!" came instantly with a
touch of cap and a bow, Il didn't
recognize you, sir!
Don't know why you should" Mich
ael murmured, who frankly doubted the
recognition now.
You should have given the serving
person your name" said Miss Cassan-
dra, as they mounted the canopied
steps.
He probably has one" said Michael,
but that did net go across.
But, Of course, you are recognized, !"
Miss Cassandra added.
Michael knew it was his. dress studs
and not he that had been recognized
as superior. but he stifled this retort
as he had stifled his impulse to say he
liked New York at night with its whole
souled optic excitement
Within the foyer they stepped into
an elevator, which with its rising
brought strains of savage music closer,
and this made Miss Cassandra tell
Michael that she was going to Bethle-
hem, in the early Summer, to attend
the Bach Festival
That's the girl" said Michael, don't
Michael" said Miss Cassandra, Il
fear, my dear, that occasionally, you
permit the New York patois TO make
inroad and to have influence"
Sorry" said Michael.
The music was growing louder; the
elevator came to a stop; they stepped
into another foyer, which was lined
with doors leading to cloak rooms and
which was as yet empty of the synthe-
tic excitement that would come later
with patrons hurrying this way and
that, and attendants lodging.
Now the place was populated only
by another doorman, by the girl who
would carry exorbitantly priced cigar
cites from table to table on tray
suspended from her shoulders by rib
bons, and by a fair, thin child of deli
cate features and amazingly yellow
hair of fine texture. The child gave
to them a glance from big, very blue
eyes and then again her long lashes
we're lowered. She was standing on tip
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STEvENSON'sE
 JEKYLL, HYDE l
 AT COLISEUM
Thriller of Fiction Almost Lost to Public Comes
 Here Sunday

"Dr. Jekyll and MT. Hyde" con- sidered by critics one of the great est mystery thrillers of fiction, which comes to the Coliseum the ater Sunday, was almost lost to the world as a literary masterpiece.
 This was learned at the Para mount studios through research made just before the start of the filming, with Frederic March in the dual personality role, and Mi riam Hopkins and Rose Hobart in the leading feminine roles.
 When Stevenson finished his first draft, investigations shows, he read it to his wife for criticism. AS was her custom, she wrote her thoughts out and handed them to the author, leaving the room while he studied them.
 She had told him he had treated an allegory as an actual story. j When she returned to Stevenson's study, he had burned the draft for fear he might make too much use of the wrong approach when he re-wrote it.
 Stevenson, at the time, was i'll and, had this infirmity brought his immediate end, the story would never have. been completed. How ever, he re-wrote it at once.
The Daily Alaska empire., 1933-04-22
TAPPED,
 ExT0R ZIONIST UNDER ARREST
Police Grab Man. at Tele- phone As He Is Mak-
 ing Demands Known

PHILADELPHIA, Penn. April 22j Threatened with ruthless, cruel and vicious death," unless he paid Sl00,000, Leasing Rose1lwa1d, Chair man of the Board of Sears Roe buck, aided the police in captur- ing Charles Well, aged 29 years, unemployed clerk and alleged ex- tortionist, by engaging him in a telephone conversation. He was arrested in a cigar store where he was talking over the telephone
 s'I did not mean to do Rosen- wald any bodily harm" said Well, @but it was just that I was so desperate for money"
 Rosenwald received three extor- ton notes. The third note reduc- ed the demand to $75,000. I
 Rosenwald was instructed where the money was to be left.
 Rosenwald received several tele- phone calls. The police tapped the wires early in the case and last night, at the first mention of a money demand, cars were rushed to the cigar store and Well was grabbed while he. was still in the telephone booth. sSg5s z