Bemidji Daily Pioneer Newspaper, June 14, 1918, Page 7

.u'v.f‘-:-_e——r—s{ 245k fi Mexican Poses as’ Fair “Cloak ' 'Model and Dupes Many (_‘ £ Lovers. ! PRESSESSESENY MANY- PICTURES Mementoes of Cgnquests Held by. ) .¢Qertrude,” Who Finds Bulld - Better Fitted:fon Feminine Than Masculing Robes. Bl-Paso, Tex.—Thd mojt remarkable; case of masquetading:on:ye¢ord is that eredited to “Gertrudé” Gerpla, twent three years old and-‘of Mexican par-: entage, who sucCessfully gulled de- - partment managers of San Francisco, Paso, Tex., and other . citles; be- guiled scores of lovers; hoodwinked the police and even posed as a cloak model ‘in- exclusive women’s establish- ments, demonstrating how easy it is for clothes to. make the woman. B But “Gertrude” failed to fool one nian, Tmmigration Inspector E. M. Mar- nell, on ‘duty at -the international’ bridge at El Paso, when he attempted- to come across the American boundary from Juarez with a passport sl . 'd “Maria” Garcia.” A. dazzling frock, high-heeled shoes, the latest. twist im colffures, penciled brows,-jet ear pend- ants and a stray dimple were not sufs ficlent, “camouflage™ to fool the keen- inspector, and “Gertrude” and two her latest admirers and dupes were turned back. ) “.Garoia’s Amazing Dual Life.> The .exposure; brought to light the -amazing dual life led by Genobeba Gar- claj horn in Zacatecas, Mex., who first -entered the United States'in the guise ‘of_a woman 11:1915, accompanied by a idn ‘who: posed ‘as her husband. ' Gar- -cla’s face Is as Smooth ‘as’a ‘¢child’s. It mever has known a razor.. His, habits, physiognomy, deportment and appes; ance-are-those of a woman. -His hands are small and tapering and he walks with d feminine stride, due probably % to the constant wearing of high-heeled swf?_ examining physicians ‘state. : ' ‘it will be dlmcult for ‘Gertrude’ to & | e fta 9 Jeed - A diamond Is not the hardest thing 4n the world. A diamond will cut glass and bore through case hardened, tempered- chrome steel, but glass and -steel—the diamona ftself too—are soft compared to some things. The hardest mlng In the world is'a hard woman. Mrs, Britt was such a woman, 1'have seen hard women in my time, 'but never one who was harder. She smiled seldom, and when she smiled it was like the giltter of ice. She spoke infrequently, and when she spoke her -speech was the tinkle of hail on slate roofing. She did not look as if she had -eyer wept in her life. Every morning Mrs. Britt appeared at the Red. Cross auxiliary in upper Broadway. She was the first to arrive {n the. morning, thé.last ‘to leave ‘at night. No:one knew much about her, though. - She” was: not the sort that ‘make confidences. “But that she was & worker—¢ Jiard; worker—fio one would dispute. . -Efficiency;:as ;you'd- suppose, wasaitralt of*‘ll{rs.é s UF Sabe Effitient' Women Hard? ! Efficlency—dreadful word'that! How often:hard womern-are efficient!’ How: .often: efficlerit woman dre hdrd! She: was both,Mrs.{Britt, ‘The moment she ‘céme in at the door she had her hat and jacket 6ff.’ The next-instant she ~ whs at'her place, Her mouth sef, grim, «aysterd and hard—hard at Work. ~Prob- -a‘!ily ghe did her work only from a sense «of duty. Hard women always profess that - trait.. -Duty, -duty!-- But, -ther; few women are as hard as Mrs. Britt. - In contrast to her was Mrs. Farlow. She ‘was soft and womanly and gentle —ithe exact opposite. ;She was not wery efficlent, -of. course, though she tried, - Day after day Mrs. Farlow sat at the work table, her mouth quiver- ing, smiling wistfally, the tears starting In her eyes. The bandages that came from her were often solled and rum- :pled, poorly sewn, too, by her poor 1it- > tle trembling fingers. It was a won- der she could even see to sew at all. Again and again what she turned in had to be thrown away. / But no one reprimanded her. No one seven let fall a hint that she was more .of a burden than a help. The hearts _of"al! those women ached with woman- {y pity for the poor, stricken mother. :Once i awhile, though, in her corner at the back of the room Mrs. Britt .would turn around and throw a glance at her. The glance was as hard as rocks—harder, In fact, Mrs. Farlow had a son in the Rain- pow division. The son was the oldest of her four children, and until hé went away the little mother had beew the bappiest woman in the world. Now any Aay he might be erdered off to France. - Cross Wofke?s Solve ifi Mystery of the Stony Hearted 7, m ; o port of immigration service-phystelans, “bacause of the peculla’ fmanne) S 54 “Gertrude” Failed to Fool One Man. and feminine characteristics which his constant ‘posé a8 a woman for many years have developed to a marked de- gree.” His hair, which he wears like a woman, extends far below the waist, when- taken down. It mever has been cutz’ 4 : Mexican Had Many Admirers. Trunks' which™ Garcia attempted to get ‘geross. the ‘Mexican border at the time ‘he was apprehéfided contalned quantities of feminine attire. They algo contained pictures of many men, who,”.Garcla- explained ‘with' a smile, had .been.;admirers. of his and whe never -had - penetrated his - disguise. Garcla told the immigration -officials that many of his conquests were made while he 'was posing-as a cloak model in shops 'at’ El"Paso, San Diego and San Francisco. i X There 1s something for_you in the Want Ad column today. It's on the last page. ® Fi Mys. Britt. By MAXIMILIAN FOSTER o] Of the Vigilantes. His picture was In the locket she wore. Every half hour she would stop her work to-look at it. Sometimes, her tace wistful, she would show it to the other workers, voicing the anguish that with every waking®bréath she - drew twanged hollowly in her mother's heart. One afternoon Mrs. Farlow's oldest daughter came hurrying in. Her face was white. She had just learned that the Rainbow division had been ordered overseas. Mrs. Farlow rose, her face tragle. One glance she gave about her, then she collapsed, sinking to the floor. In ! her fall she overturned a huge pile of antiseptic gauze just torn _lnw squares for Triangulars No. 13. The room instantly was In confu- ston. Instantly every one sprang to|- the mother’s ald<that-is, every one but Mrs. Britt. She rose and rescued the bandages under foot. -Then,: fer { face hard 88 nalls, grimly Mrs. Britt jwent backto" het" work.‘ When Mrs. Farlow, still stricken, was led away to ‘her car outside the drab figure in the ;corner was plugging away a;Jnechfig— ilcally and methpdically| s ever. The one glance #he. Wrew -Gver, ter shotil-3 ‘der at the wéeping womgn was almést contemptuous. A hard woman, Mrs. Britt; a heart- less one, too, it was agreed. 3 For days nothing was seen gt the auxiliary, of Mrs; Farlow. It was un- derstood that in her grief and appre- hension she was {ll in bed. Then one afternoon, pallid 4nd “quivering, she came In at tie door. She smiled wist- fully when the others gathered about her. “Let -me work,” she appealed plaintively. “Work may help me not to think.” AR 31 B Her Bandages Worthless. She took a bandage and tried to sew. She made poor work of it, how: ever. Then her head sank on her breast and the bandage slipped from her hands. “I can’t—oh, I can’t!” she wept. Once more she was led away. The same thing happened three or four days later. A week later the mother wandered in again. By now the first of the troops were in the trenches, and her pale, transparent face was like a wraith’s. She tool a bandage; she tried to sew, and for a third time Mrs. Farlow gave in. “Oh, my boy, my boy I'" she watileq, The next instant a face was thryst into hers. The face was Mrs. Britt's, and the hard, bony visage was quiver- [\ tel relative to holding the sender of & m ‘reponsible for a mistake In transinission; ‘A Wyoming bank tele- | grapli#d. a Brokernge house, offering a ,14%? of fotatoes at $1.85a hundred fi;\i 8, . Th te&grnph company’s mis- ake'1n transinission made the price &5 tsa hunfred: ''The supposed ‘offet acceptel by the brokers and the potatoes wett shipped. When payment wis tendered at the rate of 85 cents a hundred thé/ Wyoming bank refused to accept the/money and brought suit ks Il amount. The Missourl ‘appeals ruled that the bank nd madé the telegraph company its 'ggént,,lfl forwarding the telegram:and that as the brokerage house acted in ‘good faith it could not be compelled to pay more than the awount quoted in the message. . : LY State Protects War Gardens. The supreme judicial court of Mas- sachusetts held, in the case of Com- monwealth vs. Gallata, that where a landlord terminated a tenancy at:-will of city lots, the tenunt was entitleq to growing crops as against the landlord ahd a subsequent lessee with knowl- edge of the first tenancy. The court said: “The general prin: ciple s that where a person is in pos- " sesslon of land mnder a title that may be determined by an uncertain event not within his control, it is essential to the interests of agriculture that such a termination of his lease shall not prevent him reaping what he has sown and we s2e no reason why & tenant should be denied the right to emblements by the act of the land- lord where the crop is raised en & city lot rather than on a-farm.” Yours 'ls, Coming, William! Bad as things are, it is impossible not to smile at Willlam Hohenzollern. Of the Russian peace he said: . “The, complete victory fills' me with gratitude.” It permits us to live agaia one of those great moments in which we can reverently admiré God's hti_qd bne Minuté the ‘war,” shapped’ Mra. Britt,' “and there ‘$ald'Mrs, Britt; “niy son wouldn’t have /| died like-that-maybe if I hadn't sat tng with ill concealed anger and ccn- tempt. «8it down! Stop 1! said Mrs Britt. Witk one hiund she thrust Mrg ‘had," said Mrs, Britt, in history.” b : Did a more sanctimonious scoundrel ever cuf a throat? " "™ Ah, William! You rest on the kn of the gods, and far from safety. Ajny"' moment; qver, you Tnaygo,\tace down; | given right of way. 5 : and our turn will come.to admire God’s hand phasis where It will do most good.— Life. o, S A t . v b oa B Farlow back on her chair; with the other she thrust at her the baif fin- ished bandage. Her tone as grim as her face, she spoke, and again the sound of it was like hall pattering on slate. “You're not thinking of your son,” she sald. “You're just thinking of yourself!” There was a murmur of remon- strance. Mrs. Britt heard it, and she flashed a look about her. But when she spoke again it was to Mrs. Farlow she spoke. Think of Your Son. “You're not the only mother in this war,” she said. “If you thought a lit. tle more about them and a little less about yourself you'd be doing some- thing. You'd be helping your son, for one thing!” ih o “‘Why;:'what-do you mean?’ gasped Mrg, Farlow, s sk Mrs. Britt smiled another adamant, ley smile, “Yo.ur son wouldn’t die for want of care. ® Any one of those bandages I've’ seen you ruin might save his life. Any one- of .them -might save -the-iife -of some other mother’s son!” {Ms. Faglow shrank ad [f she had s i Vet thodght of It thatiwa D Li’dfi (633 ) i “¥he siféncé, the grim reserve, which had cloaked Mrs. Britt seemed for a moment to quit her. “I huve no son,” ghe -.ql‘d,h her flinty volce biting out the 1“1 had one, but he dled at Guantanamo. It was in the Spanish were no bandages—nothing: That's why he dl;a, '1"ha '8 why 'm here ow.” It'¥'to keep othér Wotnén—moth- erg—from becoming the sort of woman Tam."” A harsh, brittle laugh escaped her. -“Oh, I know -what you-think of me. I've heard what you sald. Well,” around eniffiing and. snuffing, never doing a thing.” * Then, her lips drawn into a bony smile, she glanced about her once more and stalked back to her place ln the corner. That night Mrs. Farlow rose from her place at the bandage table and gought the table at the back. For the first time that day Mrs. Farlow had managed to create half a dozen band- ages, none of which had to be thrawn away. Timidly she held out a hand to the drab, dingy figure In the corner. “l—I've done better today,” she sald timidly. Mrs. Britt looked up at her. Out of the corner of one glassy eye sontething welled, then fell, running slowly down her cheek, “He was only twenty. He was all § in _history, .applied with em-| you farmers are responsible for the grain and meat. Your Barn, Hog House and Granary --- Yes, (and Your Machine: Shod are just as important as war winning equipment as are the munjtic_m factories. prevent waste of feed and machinery and loss of stock. dition or building necessary new equipment simply slows down} production and permits unnecessary waste. this war. St. Hilaire Retail Lumber Co, [T T T T "IllllllllIlllIIl”lll_ll!fll!lllllIIlIlIlIIlllllll_llllIlIlIlIIIllllll ¢ 4 ] 5 ) . Remember, Tuesday, - —s . First Busingss s fo Win the War” . This means that everything which will help win must be Food—grain and meat—is one of the prime essentials and “.You owe it to yaour country to have buildings which will help you produce to the limit at lowest cost and also help you Delay in putting your. present equipment into proper con- Let us help you plan now for your part in helping to win Materials will NOT be any cheaper. i Phones 100 We Reduce Your Board Bill | Puesda tigss Day”; Wednesday, “Wheatless Day.” The first fhing. 1 reruit asked for In the very first letter written home from the cantonment, one of the new National Army men said, “Please send me & pocket book.” He, like thousands of others, found out ‘that he couldn’t carry money in soldier’s clothes as” he did in citizen’s clothes. Barker’s has genuine leather pocket books in styles and sizes best adapt- ed to a soldier’s needs— pocket books and bill books. They are genuine leather, strongly sewed and finely finished—good things for you as well as for soldiers. Prices range from 25¢ to $10.00. Here are some other good gift- things, in leather, soldiers’ will be glad to get. See that your boy has them. Military Sets $1.00 to $6 Military Kits $1.00 to $5 Military Diaries .....75¢c Card Cases 50c to $4.00 E. A, BARKER Drug & Jewelry Store 217 Third St. Phonographs Kodaks T | SRR This Newspaper That’s why it would be profitable for you to advertise in it If you want a fob It you want to hire somebody If you want to sell something If you want to buy something If you ant to rent your bouse If you want to sell yoor bouse: Double théValue , and Pleasures of Your Old Home | STUMBLING - BLOCK front stoop was made into a comfortable porch, a vestibule entrance and a triple front “window. Cell-like living and dinihg rooms were con- verted into delightful quarters by a bookcase colonnade opening. A “homey” nook with a cheerful fireplace and window Wag addéd to the fiving room. Housework was made easier by a built-in sideboard in the dining room and by per- manent cupboards in the kitch- en. The réaf’ stoop was gon- verted into a usable screened porch. A medicine cabinet was built-in _over the bath room basin. The front bed room was given a daylight closet. These things were done to this old house—and they double its_value and comforts. Perhaps your old house needs to be made new. Let us help you do it. We will give you some suggestions for doubling the value and pleasures of your old home. And we will tell you how much it will cost. SHITH-ROBINSON L PHONE 97 v BEMIDJI, If you want to sell your farm i If you want to buy properly If there Is anything that you' qant the quickest and best way to supply that want ts by placing an advertisement in this paper e = L The results will surprise and please you with living = L — Rl e e b’ S | MINN. |