The Wyandotte herald. (Wyandotte, Mich.) 1879-1943, 1940-01-26
Lowenthal Solves
AProblem
By SCOTT W. RYALL
released By Mcclure Syndicate
WNU Service.)
MR.. LowENTHAL entered III


might well be, who is an earnest mer-
chant, waking occasionally from his
, financial duties to find his one great
hope roosting in Jail
"Lowenthal," Captain Atkinson
| began without preliminary, your
kid got up another gang. You know
he was president of the outfit called
the Night Riders we broke up?"
The Ninth wards jeweler nodded
his head duly.
Sure Sure. But isten-what can
do with him? ! busted brush.
gotta belt that don't make no i'm
| preston except he howlS"
well, that's your problem!" the
captain said angrily. We've had
just about enough of him. Last
night he broke into a cigar stand. +"
II already paid Blumley for the
damage" Lowenthal said hastily,
land it wasn't just Izzy.'
mo, it wasn't just Izzy!" the Of
ficer snapped, but those other boys
wouldn't have been there if your
son hadn't thought the scheme up.
Their fathers will tell them where
they get off but, Lowenthal, Pm get
ting sick of turning Izzy's case back
to you. There's another way"
You mean," the old man said
painfully, 1.-The reform SCHOOL,"
"As sure as I'm running this sta
ton. Better that one goes up than
| the whole bunch. This time" he
said gruff1y to the woeful father,
"he's going home with you but the
next time-Lowenthal, the next time
won't even call you in Come
along"
Lowenthal followed meekly out to
the cells and when his son, Izzy,
! popped up from the cot it needed
no second glance to see that his
captivity had bred impotence but
not repentance.
eli, Pop!" he called through the
bars. "Jeezl It's about time you
| got around"
The policeman had the keys in
his hand but stood looking thought
| fully, coldly, at the thin arrogant
face of the boy.
-"Izzy," he said forcefully, Pm
not letting you out just because you
want to 60. You don't like il in
there but have you thought how it
would be if you were cOoped up un-
tiEyotr were-652Hty -one?"
cav, gee, Cap, we were just hors-
ing around"
"Izzy," Lowepthal said hoarsely,
you hear what Captain Atkinson
says?"
Sure, heard it," the boy num-
bled angrily. Il heard enough of
what Cap says. Let's get out of
here"
Suddenly Lowenthars face set
/ griInly.
Captain" he said firmly, will
you get me belt, please?"
Atkinson's eyes twinkled
Gladly" he said briefly and
quickly detached one from his trous-
ers.
The boy looked startled at the i'm
| pending and semi-public indignity.
He started to blubber and when his
father made The threat more real
istic by asking the officer to open
the door, he hoWled in earnest
Ivy tried to dodge but four walls
penned him close and in moment
he was wriggling helplessly under
his fathers firm grasp.
| When Lowenthal had finished, he
tossed the belt to the policeman and
forcibly sat the boy back on the iron
cot.
"Izzy!" he called sharply, then
repeated it as a sterner command
while the boy ignored him.
"Yea?" he asked tearfully.
That's from RE. A good licking
You got it coming You got a lot
more coming. You're a smart boy,
amt you? A wise Teller. too clever
to be decent"
He stepped briskly from the cell
and slammed the door.
Pop" Izzy started.
''All right" the father persisted,
81 give you your licking, you wise
feller that thinks it's horsy to be q
thief! Now, you think maybe I'm
going to haul you home? Home with
me? Yah" he tainted, "think
again, Izzy. The reform school for
you and we'll have no more"
! The boy burst into q deafenine
howl of fear; Of hasty repentance
Lowenthal took the captains arm
and quickly guided him back into
the corridor.
"LoWenthal." Atkinson remon.
strated, don't you think he's had
enough?"
Listen" the merchant said ex.
! citedly, 81 licked him and left
him in prison All alone, see? Well,
he'll think now. He'll think about
his sore bottom, anyway"
Still" the other said hesitant
ly, 81 kind of hate sending kid tc
the school without giving him one
last chance
= 1.-The school doesn't come in. You
keep him. three days. Then bring
him around and say you persuaded
me to"take him in again. You
see, he'll believe I'll let him 60 tC
Dricop pext ti,ne instead of troftinc