Bemidji Daily Pioneer Newspaper, February 1, 1922, Page 2

NEWS OF THE THEATRES g A TS face is a tear. You,didn’t know you were cryirgd” o That’s “Humoresque” which ap- pears in repeat showing at the Elko theater tonight only. “Once in ‘awhile a stranger comes along and sweeps you almost off your seat. Vera Gordon. is one of these, “Dore Davidson as ‘papa,’ the kind- est old dog in-the world despite his ferocious bark, is great. An unbe- liever, papa, who, convinced against his will, becomes the loudest shouter at the camp meeting. “Gaston Glass, a nice cléan cut young chap, is good as the musician grown. But Bobby Connelly as:the young Leon is better. And little Mi- riam- Battista is one of the sweetest things you’ve seen for a long time as a little lame girl tenderly cherishing a dead cat which ‘she will plant all | the same as violets!’ “Technically, ‘“Humoresque” is Jjust about perfect. The cast is fine.” H “MORALS” AT THE GRAND TONIGHGT LAST TIMES May McAvoy, popular Realart star, will be seen, as Carlotta, one of Wm. J. Locke’s most delightfud heroines, when her latest picture “Morals,” is shown tonight at the Grand theater. .Realart in a Turkish harem. where every girl's career, frankly discussed and. prepared for from her very childhood, is marriage, Carlotta is suddenly transplanted, when she is about seventeen, into London society, the ward of a_most conventional, highly connected, and impeccable British bachelor. Here, the girl’s childish eagerness to know. what kind of & husband her guardian means to give her to dis- tresses-him almost as much as do her artlessly rude questions about the age and other intimate details of the lives of his women friends. -All in'all, the naive Carlotta gives . Sir Marcus a very troubled time of it before he discovers that he loves the delicious little nuisance. ’ “FIRST LOVE” AT ELKO THURSDAY AND FRIDAY Ice cream cones and “hot dogs” play an interesting part in the drama of “First Love,”the Realart picture starring Constance Binney, which is the feature .at the Elko theater Thursday and Friday. - In fact these the key of this entertaining photoplay which presents a'dramatic cross-sec- tion of everyday life as it is lived by the girls who work for a living in America’s large factories. Miss Binney is excellently cast as the factory girl ,who breaks with her parents because theyd o not approve of her lover, a man whom she adores becausc of his “beautiful eyes.” Their romance takes place in the parks,.so {requently the recourse of worki girls and boys, and reaches a dram: climax when her confidence in the man of alluring optics is found to.be misplaced. - From( this point on the story un- “DESERT BLOSSOMS” AT REX THURSDAY AND FRIDAY _William Russell is coming to the Rex -theater Thursday in a Fox pho- toplay.of an unusual type. ‘“‘Desert Blgssoms” deals with the struggle of man_against nature in somec of her grimmest .aspects, to turn seemingly hopeless desert waste spaces into fer- tile fields, and with the struggle of men against men with different mo- tives. The popular Fox star appears in !li:e role of ‘a young construction en- gineer, attached to a government ir- rigation project, working under an assumed name after disaster to his early hopes of a brilliant career. In his first big undertaking, the build- ing of a brdige, he came to grief through the action of an associate, who was blackmailed by a cement dealer, into permitting the delivery of inferior material. The fall of two bridge spans after completion had, brought him unmerited dis- ce. g He finds the same sinister influ- ences at work in his new sphere of detivity, and the manner in which he meets them provides much of the action of the photodrama, which also exploits ‘a love theme. The story is by Kate Corbaley, and g:l;n Ferguson plays the feminine plications to a most satisfactory con- |clusion. It is a clean, well-told tale that will appeal to a very large seg- iment.of the population, The star is supported by a very capable cast_including Warner Bax- | ter. George Webb, George Hernan- ison and Agnes Adams, 120 ONE-DAY INSTITUTES BEGUN IN MINNESOTA The Mgnnesota farmers’ institute season as - opened auspiciously. About 40 one-day institutes will !3:: :l:ld 1:”01' to Ma;vchw‘l by each of e e ree teams, says F. W. Peck - ‘/’\ production ‘which has attraéted| versity farm, y""-‘ director. chl}nllf- :e]‘e er attention than any - that has|Brown of Elk River and John Bower s n produced in years, because it is| of Lakeland have been assigned “to the result of a reunion of three fac- southeastern and northeastern coun- tors_which' produced the most suc-| ties; F. F. Marshall of Grove City. cetsful picture .ever relqased is an-|and J. F. Conner of Redwood Falis nounced. as .the ' attraction that is)to the southwestern part of the state, Wm:'ng to the Rex theatre beginning)and 0. M. Olson. of Moorhend and 'F;'Hny" da J."E. Eastgate of Larimore, N. D., to & he cture is “Molly 0,” produc- | central and northwestern counties. o, Y. dnck Sennett, starring Mabel| The special subjects of these ‘work- s ,?’m_'y“ , and directed by F. Rich-|ers.are: . Mr. Brown, potatoes, corn, i ones. The same three people| clover, concrete' : construction, barn p; duced “Mickey,” which has shown | ventilation, soil fertility; Mr. Bower, ;.bn more !heatx:e: and to more people hog ‘raising, dairy feeding, market- 't'a m;,y motion picture production | ing. dairy. products, silos and silage, u !‘(]! present time. Mr. Sennett| feeds and fecding general livestock’, ubzgan Planning ‘t‘he_ present produc- judging dairy cattle; Mr. Marshall s:l.’; :g soon as “Mickey” proved it-| beef cattle, ‘corn and hogs, feeding pait ¢ enormous success which it dairy cattle, soils tillage, and horse y nn:eh.. but it was not until Jast breeding, care. and nandling; Mr. mo:vr_ t he was able to secure the| Conner, economical production of sery ices o{ b'liss‘ Normnnd, and Mr.|pork, alfalfa "and' other legumes, Tt)? to begin "Molly 0;( i marketing and co-operation; Mr. oL i t:o story of “Molly 0” is primar- | son, potato growing, corn ‘and other d:’ strong comedy, but it has a tense| crops for grain and forage, soils and ‘b:lqah_% background and many of | tillage,. clover 2nd{ hogs; Mr. 'East- th n;el ents in _the devclop_mgnz of | gate, crop rotation and soil fertility, "':tp“oc @rfitsxf,fl'nmendy thrilling soj general livestock (care, feeding and me{.c;l-dn"t:g. safely be classed as a| handling), alfalfacand uheeg. . The production is the most expen- ! give one which Mr. Sennett has {-'501" made, but despite its groat cost there | wag nothing wasted in it. The locale of the story runs from the slums of 1 gut city to the grand bjll room in e most fashionable hotel in the same city, and :the actual require- ments to cover the story resulted in the building of many lavish and ex- clusive sets. “JACKIE” AT THE REX LAST TIME TONIGHT Delighted audiences witnessed the first-day presentation of "Jnckie,"h; William Fox photoplay starring Shir- ley Mason, .at the Rex theater yes- terday. ' The story, by Countess Bar- cynska, is a charming one, and ad- _m.irab.ly adapted to the dainty and fas- cinating Fox star. ., Jackie is_a-little waif who has found her way from her native Rus- .sia to Londpn, where she dreams of a splendid career as a dancer., .__The role gives the lovely little star excellent opportunities to display her . vereatility, as Jackic runs the gamut .of huinan emotions, from pathetic :‘l::c,t:error.ddespzuir and finally tri- ess and patience, - | s and P through ang: | . “Jackie” is a higl victure, and wil be | for_r }‘ts charm, The. star is strongly supporte William Scott as the ym}):; A:liml:-{ can; Harry Carter ws the grovs and l&reuof:g' Stthentricul’ manager, and one as J ie's li i) Nv:h{:lievd~ ackie’s little crip- ! Shirley Mason not only str ens her claim to fame nvy a n’:)x:axlty'l: mre:vof]thfi screlgn in this picture. eals hersel as unusual ‘ability., &1 danceriet “MOLLY 0" COMING. TO REX THEATRE SUNDAY BUTTER AND MILK RECORD FOR MINNESOTA BROKEN With u production of: 30,565.08 pounds of milk and 1,134.44 pounds of butterfat, which is around 1,418 pounds of butter, Neoltje. Mercedes DeKol Homeland, a Holstein cow owned by_ C. L. Spaulding of War- ren, has just broken a state record: for combination of milk and fat in a | one-year test. Besides being | T the| highest cow for combination of but- ter und milk for all time, according to W. E. Peterson, superintendent of | official testing at. University farm, she is the highest record, living bu ter cow in Minnesota and third high- est'in the country. She is also the! forty-fifth Holstein cow to produce | over-1,000 pounds of fat in a year. | Joseph H. Berg, formerly dairy farm foreman at University farm, is herds- man on the Spaulding farm. —_— CHEMIST SAYS EGYPTIAN WOMEN. WORE NAVY BLUE (By United Press) London, Feb. ' 1.—Are the women of today far behind the times, or| were the ancient Egyptian women Jjust premature? Instead of wallow- ing about in billow, sheets and table clothes as our imagination today pic- tures the belles of pre-Cleopatrian gnys, they had a real crush on navy uc. i Dr. Rathgen, a famous German' chemist, has made a chemical test of a bit of gown belonging to a princess, of the year 1000 B. C. I¢ was found to have been colored with-indigo. The ancient Babylonians, he-found, had a-high standard .of art in- coloring. hly entertaining ong remembered {DENVER PARK BRUIN 18 “HUMORESQUE” IN RETURN | PROUD FATHER OF TRIPLETS K SHOWING; ELXO TONIGHT :I“_}v‘g Ch‘ica.gv Tribune says: . There’s just one reason why “Hu- moresque” takes its place among, the big pictures of the day. Itisa great picture because it is a human, picture. 1t brushes away suberfluities and goes straight to the heart. You're surpris- ed’at the smile on your face—but smile you do. The wetness on your, _Denver, Colo., Feb. 1.—Brien, big silver-tipped Grizzly at the City Park Zoo, is the proud father of triplets. l@n!ue. his 500-pound mate, gave birth- xo' three cubs with a total v;'mghtt of ‘only n,p::nd and a half. n a few years, rring bad luck, the. half pound . cubs sh’fmld weigh | a quarter of a ton each, zoo olficia\s’ say. {winds itself through a maze of com:|" ! seen. CHAPTER 1. David Moreland’s Mountain. Carlyle Wilburton Dale—known to himself and a few clese friends as Bill Dale—had laid out & course of action almost before the morthbound :train had left the outskirts of the state cap- ftal behind. It incurred factng big odds; but other men had faced big odds and won out, and what' others had done he could do. Indeed, he had already done several things. which other wen might not have thought of doing, and one of them was leaying a bride, not figuratively but literally, at the altar in a fashionable church! But he knew Patricla hadn’t wanted to marry him any more than he had wanted to marry her. 1t was only patural for him to fhink of coal, now that he had cut leose for all time from the “set” In which he _had always been a colossal misfit, now that he miust pull his own oars or vir- itually- perish. He had heard coal ‘talked ‘since the day of his birth; to ‘him ‘conl and buslness ‘meant exactly the same. Gne of his father’s agsoclates had often spoken of a'fine vein in the ‘monntains of eastern Tennessee—had often tried to persuade his father to look into it, to no avail, Young Dalere- membered that this vein lay not far from a long railroad skling called the Halfway Switch, in the vicinity of Big Pine mountain, The - owners were .mountain folk of English descent, his ; father's associate had said. Decidedly | strange, thought Dale, that his father had never cared to investigate it. The cindery little train reached the long siding about the middle of a fine spring morning. Dale:took’ up his bag. hastened out, and soomn found -himselt standing alone in the heart, of an ex- tremely wild section of| country. When the noises of the little traln and the fast mail it had just met had died away, there came the saucy chat- tering - of boomer-squirzels and the sweet twittering of birds.' Dale caught the joyons spirit. He could: have fairly shouted out of the fullness of. his very human heart. Here all was unspotled and unprofaned, and some- thing whispered within him : “They won't call. you a savage here—make this your own country!” From somewhere on a nearby mountainside a rifle's keen report split the alr; a bullet whined like a mad hornet; Dale’s hat jumped a little on his head. The awakening was exceedingly rude. Dale wheeled, his gray eyes ablaze, and saw only a tiny cloud of smoke-mist rising from the laurels more than fifty fect away. “Come out, you coward!” he roared. “Come out and let me see you,” curi- osity taking the place of anger in his voice. “I've alwdys wanted to know just what a real highwayman was like!” P ‘The mufed sound of a twig break- Ing a short distance off to his left next claimed his attention. He was being closely watched by a palr of the fin- est, clearest brown eyes he had ever He saw her eyes first; he never forgot that. She was standlng on a low cliff be-. yond the sparkifng creek that flowed beside the raliroad, and she was par- tinlly hidden by a clump of blooming laurel. But Dale could see that she was about twenty; that every line of her rounded, graceful figure whis- pered of a doelike strength; that she was as straight as a young pine; that her chestnut-brown hair caught the sunlight, and that her face was oval- shaped and handsome—rather than pretty-~in spite of its tan. Dale took oft his hat. There was a builet hole in the very top of its high- peaked crown. “Who's the robber?” he frowned. The girl blushed. “Mebbe he ain't a robber,” she sali. “Mebbe he thought you was somebody elge. Anyhow, you ain't bad hurt, are ye?” Dale smiled. “Oh, not serlously!” ou ain't likely to be, ef ye behave yeselt.” i “If 1 bebave myself—!" Dale laughed. “Why, I couldn’t be naughty, if T tried; I'm the one and- only mdm- ma’s little Willie-boy! I wonder i 1 | could put up-at sgirie house néar’ here; eh?" Lo U whhel might, be;# she said, thought- fully, 3 5 “Where?” * At _pap's,. or grandpap's, or with ‘most #ny o’ my people; or,” she added with fimntemituaua twist to her lips, “you might stay with some o’ them low-down Morelands.” “Where do your people llve?” “About six mile back that way.” She pointed over her shoulder with a forefinger. “Would .you mind showing me the: way to your parental domiclle?” “What's that, fo' goodness’ sake?" “Your home, you know,” Dalé os. plained with a smile. L] | that" coal Copyright by Doibledoy.Page & Go'~ Ape— 'Ta, My %0, why didn’t ye say 80, then? No, I-Wwon’t,” she declared. Dale put his bag down and rested his hands on his hips. “Why, way 1 inquire?” “’Cause I _won’t. I don’t never keep comp’'ny with no_strange men- folks. . But yander comes By, and he'll show ye the way; he’s a-goin’ over to the settlement.” E Dale faced to the right und. saw, coming 'toward him with steps-that would have -measured: almost four feet, the. tallest and Jankiest Individ- ual lie had ever seen outside a circus. The newcomer had 'a smoothly shaven chin, his coal-black hair was long and his long mustache .completely hid the narrow slit- that was his mouth. In one hand he carried a repeating rifle. “Who's that?" Dale half whispered. “That's By ‘Heck,” answered the girl. She continued in & low voice, “His name’s Sam Heck; but pap, he called him ‘By Heck’ one'day, and the nickname stuck to. him like molasses. Everybody calls him that now, even the revenuers. - By, he’s the biggest eater, and -the biggest liar, in the world! But his Iyin® don’t never do no harm, and fiobody keers, So ef ye want to go to the settlement, mister, By, he'll tuke ye over. They mebbe ain’t got what you're used to fo' eatin’, but yc'll be welcome to what the’ is.” s She laughed a little, turned, and disappeared aimong-the blooming lau- rels. Ak The man.-By Heck wore the paor. clothing of a.poor hillman. His hat, which had once been black, was all brim aund yet all’ crown; his suspend- / “1Cause | Won't. | Don't Never Keep Comp’'ny With No ‘Strange Men. folks.” . ers, which' had been bought with a ‘coonhide; were redder than. fire; his' tundown cowhide boots seemed ridicu- lously short. because of the great length of his slender legs. ‘When he had reached a point some three yards from Dale, “he halted, placed the butt of his“rifle carefully between his' toes, and leaned on its ‘muzzle; then he deliberately began to take eye measurements of the new- comer. 3 Dale didn’t 1ike the stare—to him it was impudent. “Well, what's the verdict?” he asked sharply. 2 X “Spoke like a man,” drawled By Heck... “I reckon you must be up here a-lookin’ o’ coal.” “How did you reach such a conclu- sion as that?” “Jest plain hoss sense.” The droop- ing wustache, muttled the words some- . “Th n’t, but three things 'at can bring’a city mlan here, mister,” he drawled ‘on,i{and them's moonshine stills, bad 'health, and.coal. You shore al'nt got bad heplth. and you ain't got ugh a_few. the cut ‘of a, revepuer, thoi ifmms ago. 1 moe&hf e‘{)be ye was.!’ o+ “And’ you stiot at_met'"'sald Dale. “No,t objéchetl Heck(™'shot at yore bat. ‘Iiatlus hits at widtii shoots'at; mister. 1 wanted ye to turn yore face, so'y kdouldrdeeatt, and ye' did. As fo’ “Ryiiot Mdreafis, thiéy owns the coal in David Moreland's mountain, and | they won't. sell .it-fo’ no ’mount o' money. They lives:over in the settle- ment, them . and the Littlefords. They're every danged one fine folks, I'm. a-goln’ over thar mow. ‘ant. to g0 ‘long? . Say—dang mwy picture ef 1 didp’t fo'git to ax what might be yore vame, mister!” - “Bill Dale.” came quickly—"Blll Way, By TIeck.~ Who's the young woii- { an 1 was, taliing with when you came wp? “Who? Her? TRat’s old Ben Little- ford's gyurl. ' Her name’s Babe. ‘T'hat’s what they eall her.’ She's got another | name; but it ain’t been used fo' so | long it's been fo'got, I reckon. She’s the youngest one o' old Ben's children. She hain't like none o’ the rest o’ the Littlefords. By gosh, she’s awful high- | hended. She can read good, Babe can. Old Major Bradley, from down at Car- tersville In the lowland, he spends his ;| summers up here £9" his:health, and he teached Babe how to read. 'Life fel- ler, Major Bradley.’. Lawyer. ' ‘Babe she has done read éverything in the whole danged country., The's sev'ral Biples, and a book. about a’ Pllgrini's Prog-vess, and a Bakers Hoss and Cattle Almaneck, and a dic-dlctionary. O'But’ ‘we'd better::ight: out fo’ the sett ‘Mrr Bill, or we'll miss din- neér, mebbe. 'I'm’a plumb danged fool about eatin’. 1 et twenty-two biscuits ¢’ tlour-bread this mernin’ fo' break- fus’, asides a whole b'iled hamshank, and other things accordin’. 1t's the dyin’ truth! ‘Come on, Mr. BilL."” They went down to the creek, crossed it on stones, and began to climb the low cliff. After an hour's traveling Heck stopped in the trail and put the butt of his rifle to the ground. “Krom right here, Bill,* he said, “we can see every house in the whole danged settlement.” They were standing on tie crest of David Moreland’s mountain. Below them lay a broad valley checkered with small farms; and each farm had 1ts log cabin, its log barn and its apple orchard. Beyond it all rose the great and majestic Eig Pine, which was higher and more rugged with cliffs than David Moreland’s mountain. “The Morelands lives on this side o' the river, and the Littlefords lives on yan sidé,” drawled Heck. “They don’t never have nothing to do with’each | other, but they don’t hardly ever fight; they're all strappin’ big men, and they tights so danged hard it don’t pay. My gosh, Bill, every man of 'em can shoot | & gnat's eyelash.off at four hundred yards—I wisht 1 may drap dead ef they cain't! Do ye see that big cabin right plumb in the middle o’ the nigh half o’ the settleinent, Bill?2 Well, the | boss o' the Morelands he lives thar— | John Doreland. That’s wbar you want | to go, Bill, sence ye've got a oncyor- | coal-on-the-brain. But I can Zell ye aforehand, you ain’t got enough money to buy. that coal, don't matter how much money ye've got.” Dale was not looking toward John AMoreland’s home now. | wandered to the other side of the i for a reply to his speech, then he | spoke again: “The gyurl, or the coal—is that | what's a-botherin’. ye, Bill?” Dale’s eyes twinkled. “Must I choos between them?” he laughed. “Shiore!” .By Heck wasn't even smil- ing. - “Shorel' The - Morelands - and Littlefords hates each other wuss nor a blue-tailed hawk hates a crow. The gyurl, or the coal, Bill?” “We'll go down to John Moreland’s,” announced Dale. 3 The mountaineer. took up his rifle. “Let me gi’ ye a. word.or two o’ warn- in’,” -he continued - seriously. “Don't you offer to pay John Moreland fo’ eatin’ his grub, nor fo’ sleepin’ in his bed, nor fo’ chawin’ his tobacker. Et ye do, yore goose will shore be cooked With John Moreland. But ef ye was to brag on the vittles a little, John's wife a-bein’ pow'ful handy In- the kitchen, it wouldn't do a danged bit 0’ harm. Do ye onderstand it all now, Bin?” Dale nodded, and they began the de- scent. John Moreland's house was bullt of whole oak logs, which were chinked with oak splits and daubed in between with clay; the roof was of kandmade boards, and a chimney of stones and clay rose at either end. John Moreland himself sat on the front porch, and beside him lay a re- peating rifle, two young squirrels that had been very neatly shot through the head, and a weary . black-and-tan | hound. &He was an uncommonly big | man, and about forty-seven; his eyes | | were gray and keen; his thick hair | and full beard were a rich brown, with only a few threads of white. There was a certain: English fineness about | the man. One felt that he could trust | John Moreland. As the moonshiner and his compan- lon reached the gate Moreland rose and pushed his hat back from his fore- head. “Hl, John,” grinned Heck. “This here feller wants to stay with ye a | few .days, John. Seems to be -all | right.” “Come right in,” invited the .chlet ! | of the Morelands. He indicated the home-made chair he had just vacated. “Set down thar and rest, stranger. I'll Le back in a mjnute or so.” He hastened into the ¢abln, carrying the squifrels with him, | . "He’s went to tell his wife to hatch up a. extry. good dinner,: Bill,”. whis- pered -Heck. “Pepper-cyored . ham, | young-chicken,-hot biscuits, fresh but- ter,wild honey, huckleberry pie and- peach ple and strawberry presarves— “Bill,'I cain’t hardly stand’it. Blast my picture et I'Couldn’t eat two" whole raw dawgs Tight now, I'm that ding- busted hongry. Well, I'got to ramble on home. I live down the river half a mile, we and my maw. Come to see me,- Bill, and we’ll go a-ishin’. So tong, Bill old boy!” John Moreland returned presently. e | The man from ‘the city rose and prof- | fered his hand. ) | “My npame,” he began, old habit strong upon him, “is Carlyle—" able case o' the disease knowed as| His gaze had ! river. By Heck waited a full mlnute & S — Yt WEDNESDAY.. -VENING, FEBRUARY 1, 1922 FAIR OFFICIAL SPONSORS (.| CORN AND POTATO SHOW Grand Forks, N. D., Feb. 1.—E. B. 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