The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, August 7, 1930, Page 4

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CHICAGO NEW YORK BOSTON Another Glamour Gone ‘The last Mississippi river packet steamboat line has gone from Memphis, Tenn.—and if you have any feeling at all for the color and romance of a by-gone generation, that announcement is guaranteed to make you a little bit melancholy. A few days ago the Valley Line Steamers, Inc., sole survivor of the Memphis packet lines, put its three steamers up for sale and discontinued operations. Memphis, as @ result, is without packet steamer service for the first time in more than a century—for the first time, as a matter of fact, since the Mississippi had any steamers at all. Of course, there is still traffic on the river, The big barge fleets are said to carry a greater volume of freight annually than the old-time sidewheel packets did in their heyday. Furthermore, this kind of trade is increas- ing. Enormous cargoes come down the fiver each month, to spill into the funnel at New Orleans for shipment to the East coast, to California and overseas. But who can get excited over barges and tugboats? "Those old steamers represented a bit of romance leftover from a more leisurely and colorful era than our own. ‘They were survivals from a generation which, in retro- spect, sometimes looks more attractive than ours. And Memphis was lapped in the glamour that they gave. Trying to imagine Memphis without packet steamers is like trying to imagine Gloucester, Mass., without fish- ing schooners. It just isn’t right. The picture looks ‘wrong. Memphis ought to do something about it. Probably it’s a mistake to get sentimental about it. After all, the Mississippi valley is a greater artery of commerce now than it was in Mark Twain’s day. Its cities are more prosperous. Life is easier for a bigger per- centage of its people. The railroad and the automobile, which slew the packets, have certainly been blessings to the valley, as to the rest of the country. But we have lost something, just the same. Our mod- ern age is efficient and progressive—but it gives us no Substitute for the gleaming, white-paint-and-brasswork packets of the old days. It is, in fact, just a little bit dull. ‘The loss of Memphis’ river steamers symbolizes the ten- dency of the age.. The Undying Adventure Ttiere is one institution that does not change. Each year when the green boughs burst into pink and white riot of flowering blossoms, and the roads grow dusty un- der the warming sun, the circus starts across the country, with a caravan of dreams wrapped up in the folds of the white tent. This is the beginning of a word picture by Helen Welsheimer, a newspaper woman, who continues to limn its details thus: True, the gypsies have forsaken the wind-blown, rain- faded wagons that followed the Romany trails once upon a time, and adopted modern motor cars. As the years go by, fewer and fewer railroad trains are puffing into the open station or giving us the lonely ecstatic joy of watch- ing them as they swing around the silver-blue rails, bound for adventure. Trains slide into great terminal stations as systematically and unromantically as an ele- ‘vator goes up and down an office building. : But every year when the wandering breezes blow, the circus comes back again. The wanderlust creeps into the hearts of old men and little boys. urge to fol- vantages the state has provided for them? And it is best for the students. It makes it impossible for the loafer to continue taking advantage of the facilities of the uni- versity. “At the end of the sophomore year the class will be divided into three groups in terms of actual achievement. The X group will consist of those who without question will be admitted to the junior year. The Y group will consist of students who, although they have done very good work, will have to apply for admission. To be in that group will mean that there are questions as to the quality of your work. These questions will suggest spe- cial adjustments upon which your admission toXthe jun- for year will depend. , “The Z group will be one of students whose work will not at all admit them to the junior year—although all three groups will have passed their work so far as grades go. For those who have finished the two years’ work, including this Z group, certificates carrying the title ‘Junior Graduate in Liberal Studies’ will be awarded.” Among other provisions of the new program is one to permit students to advance according to the ability they demonstrate at any time without being held arbitrarily to the periodic promotion of their class. Another will be an arrangement for serious students to follow special lines of interest without regard for regular courses or for graduation. “We want to makc it possible by this policy for an Edi- Jow a singing road, eyes on star of adventure that swings sbove the white top, takes possession. ‘There is a magic in the odor of roasting peanuts and sawdust rings; in the wet, sweet smell of summer grass when the dew falls thick at night; in the calls of the ani- mals; in the crimson sheen of a dress at the top of the tent where a trapeze performer flirts with death and the thrill of youth. Somehow, there is something very young about a circus, Tt has never learned the boredom of a stationary world. Little boys love it because it is a living page from the ‘adventure book that lies opened in every normal, healthy youngster’s heart. Men love it, because it makes them remember the little boys whom they used to be—the bare- foot, bashful, eager youngsters who were going to Africa 40 shoot lions some day; to Alaska to search for vanished gold; at least, to the western plains to be a cowboy. And who probably punch time clocks every morning. ‘It is to be hoped that the circus will never vanish down. the trail where so many other lovely, colorful institutions have joined a wistful waiting ground. After all, the dreams of what we are going to do, the gold-touched vision that swings down from the sky when we are very young, and the memory of what we might have done, are among the most beautiful things in life. Without them probably the cupboard would be just as full. But our hearts would be strangely bare. ‘We have a right to « heritage of such dreams. The circus, with its breath of strange adventure, tinged with the odor of fresh sawdust and buttered pop corn, is need- €d to make the heart of children and men and women beat along in the same joyous symphony for a little while. Wisconsin Turns on Loafers ‘The University of Wisconsin hereafter will refuse ad- mission to third-year classes to all students who have ‘barely “skinned through to a passing mark in their sophomore year.” ‘This, the most revolutionary measure of the program of educational reform adopted by the university under President Glenn Frank, is explained by Dr. Frank in an interview published:in the August issue of the Review of ‘The university's experimental college under Dr. Alex- ander Meiklejohn which has been instrumental in work- ing out the program now adopted, and which has focused the interest of all American educators for three years, ‘will not be discontinued, despite reports to the contrary, President Frank announces, “There will be entrance requirements for the junior year under the new progrash just as there are for the freshman year,” he explains, “It is obvious justice for the taxpayers. Why should their money go to keep in _ College students who are not making the best use of ad- i} son or a Shelley or a Charles Lindbergh who may hap- pen to come to our campus, intensely interested in some one thing but indifferent to standardized pursuits, to fol- low his bent,” explains Dr. Frank. Idiotic Enforcement ‘The muddle-headedness of which some policemen are capable when they go out to enforce Sunday “blue laws” is sometimes almost beyond belief. In Philadelphia the other Sunday two working boys’ clubs played a baseball game, with a group of kids from an orphan asylum as their guests. No admission could be charged, and no fewer than 10 policemen were present to see that ne fee was collected. At the end of the fourth inning the boys tried to take up a collection from the crowd to pay the day’s expenses —baseballs, ground rent and the like. They promised to give any surplus to the police department, to be spent on charity. But the police were adamant. As soon as the hat started to go around the police broke up the game and arrested the boys in charge. i Stunts like that are simply silly. “Blue laws,” sd-called, are designed to prevent the commercialization of the Sabbath. A game like this one ought to be inocuous enough for anyone. Germany Visits Belgium ‘An extremely interesting advertisement is to be found in the current issue of a popular German magazine. It bears across the top, in large type, the words “Visit Belgium!” There are pictures of famous Belgian cathe- drals, words drawing attention to the international ex- Position at Antwerp, the 100-year celebration of Belgian independence, and the exhibition of Flemish art and industry.» Below there is a line reading: “Excellent travel connections with all of Germany—entry free.” It is just 16 years since the Germans marched into Belgium with an army, Today Belgium is inviting Ger- many’s tourists. Could there be a better illustration of the way in which war-bred hatreds die out? British police are said.to be.puzzled by the unusually large number of paintings stolen this year. So it seems even Britain is not above an oil scandal, | Editorial Comment | -Journey’s End (New York Times) At the white house Claudius H. Huston was made chair- man of the Republican national commitee. At the white house he was unmade. From the moment the clamor for his head began, after his testimony about the Union Carbide company fund, he made two things plain. One ‘was that he would retire only by vote of his committee or by request of the president. The other was that, if the more polite course of the request was followed, an- nouncement of the resignation must come from him. The request came. from the president; the announce- ment came from the chairman. It is reported in Wash- ington that the visit to the white house was arranged only after threats by Mr. Burke, the national commit- tee’s counsel, and Treasurer Nutt that unless Chairman Huston gave his resignation pledge to the president and then made it public, he would be ousted by the na- tional committee on open demand by Mr. Hoover. Some day all the facts in this comical mystery may be known. But the public record thus far strongly suggests that the gray-eyed, tight-lipped chairman controlled more factors than did his adversaries, When the curtain finally falls on this political opera bouffe it will be a drab world again. In many respects there has never been a more entertaining show. Most Political performances are played behind*.the scenes. These actors have belabored one another with. bladders near the footlights. The climax of the second.act came when the chairman, after having glared down those members of the national committee who came to the meeting breathing loud threats, laughingly informed the newspapermen that when the special session of the senate ended he would have something to say-on th subject of resignation. The senate quit. Two days passed: Nothing from Mr. Huston. After more con- ferences with the president, the anxipus counselor and the treasurer located him-in New. York. It must have been an unpleasant social-event, that conversation. And the one which followed at the white house couldn’t have been- gay. It is within the formula of classic comedy, not splitting vaudeville such as this has been, to obtrude a pathetic note. Until this performance came to the public boards ie had been supposed that the New York Republicans were the most amusing stock company in politics. Each win- ter at Albany for years they have dug a hole for a Democratic governor and promptly fallen into it them- selves. In New York City every day they are “daring” ‘Tammany to do such things as to permit them to use the city radio station, and, upon receiving the permis- sion, quickly going into decisionless “conference.” But, amusing as their antics are, their federal leaders have now taken the cap and bells away from them. Oh, Well, Some Day, Maybe! (Baltimore Sun) Now, here are some beautiful socks for a dollar and a half a pair. Look at the pattern and the texture. Some- thing for less? Yes, they have something at a dollar and also some at 75 cents, though, of course, those cannot be expected to give quite the same satisfaction. Oh, yes, they are a very good sock. he says well, he expects those at 75 will serve his pt all right. Neckties? Yes, they have some lovely neckties, Here, for instance, is a Burgundy that will go nicely with al- most any shirt. Just look at the effect when it is tied. Price? Two dollars, Oh, yes, they have cheaper ones. ‘There are some at aN. and those are a dollar, and those over on the counter are 50 cents. He looks them over and chooses one at 50 cents. Garters? Yes, they have a very nice assortment. Wide or narrow? Oh, the price? Well, from a dollar to 50 cents. He looks somewhat longingly at those for a dol- lar, but selects a pair at 50 cents. Safety-razor blades? Now, does he wish the plain or the de luxeX® The de luxe are highly spoken of.. They give very good service. Naturally, they are more expen- aive than the plain. But he decides that the plain prob- ably will be all Now, wouldn't he like a facial massage? Or how about a shampoo? Or some tonic on his hair? Ora manicure? No, thanks, only the haircut and nothing on the hair. He prefers it dry. ‘They have some very nice crabs today. And they can recommend the filet of sole very highly. Or how would he like a half of broiled chicken or a minute steak? But he shakes his head and, after deep consideration, selects the Irish stew. Oh, well, some day when the mortgage has been cleaned up, and the children have been educated, and the radio and washer and refrigerator have been paid for, and he has met the last life insurance installment, and finished paying for the children’s teeth, he will go into a shop, get what he likes and ask the price afterward. . ‘ 4 b EZ ba a. © Ww Me a ido \ N \ aN, Ni NEN ® WN Ea \ | ‘ A Grim Volunteer! | Stale wily sai —— + | Today Is the | Anniversary of | b Neenncniscsherhiataeheen Aah Renee 9 GENERAL WOOD'S DEATH On August 7, 1927, Maj. Gen. Leonard Wood, governor general of the Philippines, and veteran of: the Spanish-American and World wars, died at a Boston hospital following a brain operation. ‘Wood entered the army as a sur- geon after graduating from Harvard medical school. When McKinley be- came president, Wood went to the white house as his personal physician. At the outbreak of the Spanish- American war in 1898, Wood helped his close friend Theodore Roosevelt raise and Jead the famous regiment of “Rough Riders.” For his conduct in the war he was elevated to major eneral, ‘ Following his services after the war as governor of Cuba, where he made many great improvements in educa- cation and sanitation, Wood was ap- pointed governor in the Philippines. Here he stamped out polygamy and tamed: the Sulu chieftains. When he returned to the United States in 1908 he was made chief of staff. ‘Wood: was given inferipe~ com- mands during the World war because he was thought to have given rise to certain views on Iness which jwere unfavorable to the administra- tion. In 1919 he announced himself a candidate for the Republican nomj- nation for president, and made con- siderable headway until the steel strike in Indiana, in which be felt it his duty to participate, spoiled his chances. Two years later he was ap- pointed governor-general of the Philippines, Indications that Hollywood will soon be deluged with talkie talent is contained in the report that Califor- nia expects to produce twice as many prunes this year as last. 6 \ a ‘The government announces that the consumer dollar goes further now than in 1920. And faster, without question, see The governor of Indiana, who pro- Poses to install flood lights on the state house roof to rout amorous couples who have used the capitol grounds for petting, considers this, no doubt, the beginning of a searching investigation, eee A writer says that he has read of but never in his life has heard of anybody shouting “Hurrah!” or “Huz- zah!” Nor has many a comic strip reader heard anybody exclaim, “Humph!” “Whee!” Awk!" = or (Copyright, 1930, NEA Service, Inc.) + | | BEGIN HERE TODAY also loved lf ARI he is putting on. Shi ‘Dumow CHAPTER XXIX tion. What else? What do you know?” to know.” JUDITH GRANT, artist’s model, 1 ALAN STE: UNE) peinisy lof the other drumming on the ta- s sooner, and Steyne Steyne distrusts her "ina fucieal nt ze ing Judith. RICH- D WYON, a friend of Guarve- nus, rehearses Judith for a new al ari d they dis- Chummy’s NOW GO ON WITH THB STORY UDY leaned across the table, her eyes big with a feverish ques- “What do you mean, Bastien? “I oughtn’t to tell, I suppose,” the young man said rather unwil- Mngly. -“It seems mean. She's not here, and she might hate anybody RIGHT 1950 UDY said nothing. She sat with)other girl said, when Judy finally) She went away, this new Chum- my, 89 much older but so much more beautiful. her chin in one hand, the fingers ble. “Judy, do you think he really e |cares for her?” Dumont went on. “Ot course, Alan cares for Chummy! Don’t be a fool, Bas- tien? “It just occurred to me. You know what kind of a girl Chummy is—one of the world’s very best. It occurred to me that it was just possible she had found out that he didn’t care for her, and she had made it up about not wanting to be married.” Judy looked at him with a thun- derstorm face, “Bastien, you're @ perfect, goose?” she said angrily. “It must. have been a quarrel. They'll make it up when they come back. I wish you hadn't told me!” When she got back to her rooms, she sat by her window with a very set little face, She was wondering. Was‘it possi-|Steyne. Chummy, from the first I ble that Chummy bad guessed-eome- |Knew it must \be only a quarrel.” thing? Had Alan been so foolish,| “You are wrong, Judy. It was so wicked, as ever to let her see for |2¢¥er @ Quarrel I couldn’t quarrel a second that he did not care for | with HERES/iTO YOUR. HEALBH By Dr FRANK, NSCOY. AuTHOR MENTAL BARNACLES very consequences. The road to progress is uphill ant Even today meny physicians teach unpaved. It is much easier for one to stroll along the well-trodden trails of the past than to forge a way into the unknown. We always try to avoid new prob- lems of thinking. Every new thing has been condemned in its day and generation by those who did not wish to make the effort to understand its meaning. ‘When railroads were first intro- duced, many objected because they said that human beings would be killed if they traveled over 20 miles an hour. Today we have aeroplanes traveling almost two hunrded miles per hour. When automobiles were first introduced, the pessimists “Alas, the farmers will be ruined, for there will no longer be a demand for Fifty years ago, because it was 80 difficult to obtain a bath in the city, many ‘azy authorities claimed it was unhealthful—that one would catch a cold through too much bathing. The daily bath is now recognized as one of our best health habits. When the first cold storage meat was shipped from Brasil to France 75 years ago, the French would not let it land, claiming that the meat would be dangerous to health. It was finally landed in England, and no doubt this very broad-minded attitude of the English has contributed much to the eminence of their nation. It is well known that the English are extremely fond of their roast beef. The arguments that you hear today against meat eating are remnante of the same reasoning use at that time— that flesh would spoil soon after it was killed, and become poisonous if kept too long. Those who have cared to investigate have found that prop- erly killed meat is usually more wholesome after being refrigerated for several months. Many people still believe that acids and milk make a bad combination. I recently read an article by one health expert who said he had proved there OF “THE FAST Way TO HEALTH mentation is set u>, often producing serious Dr. McCoy will answer personal questions on health and Enclose a stamped addressed envelope for reply. truth is tha: their deaths are not caused by continuing to exercise as * often as discontinuing to exercise, ore’ Pan by exercising too violently after they »*” “e had been overeating. Some doctors are still advising weak ‘ Patients to stay in bed and eat plenty >’ of rich, nourishing food. The ad- vanced idea is to encourage the weak patient to exercise ‘o gain strength and, at the same time, to select food of a better quality, and reduce the quantity. Only a short time ago it was con- sidered very dangerous to breathe night air. Now we know that this is the purest air, and every one is ad- vised to sleep out of doors, winter and summer. ‘There is a science of life for you to study just as surely as there are rules of or mathematics, and food science cannot be learned , by intuition or inspiration. There is} no magic with which you can change the rules of chemistry that govern your body. Foods are good for you or they are not good for you, and food combines harmoniously or it does not. All of these facts you can learn by study and experimentation, and your Meche eae es ere should be les- assist you understandi: the problems of life. isd QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS Red > Question: M.‘K. writes: “Some time ago I answered an advertisement <i y the tretmenta. ‘They are plls to be are pills to be taken after each meal. I have lost was nothing to good or bad combina- tions because he had found that pa- tients could eat fruit and drink milk at the same time without any bad consequences. He did not know it, but he was simply stating a discovery made hy practical dietitians many years ago that milk combined perfect- ly with acids, being more easily di- gested in this combination than if used alone. He apparently did not know that if bread were added to this otherwise good mixture, excessive fer- by CHELSEA HOUSE. released her and she could breathe. “ve got. you a lovely seat,” sald Judy. “I don’t care what happens, now that you're going to be there!” In breathless haste she poured out the whole tale of her wonderful luck. So innately modest was It- tle Judy that you might easily have thought that her genius had noth- ing to do with it at all eee WHEN she had finished, a silence fell. Something had to be said. They both knew it. They looked at each other. Judy’s glance was fever bright; Chummy’s was seri- ous, but serene, Judy nerved herself. “And—Mr. Steyne?” she asked. “I don’t-know whether he's atill in Paris,” Chummy said quietly. “Tell me, Chummy—it was only ‘3 squabBle, wasnt it?” : “What do you mean?” Chummy replied, with her grave smile. “I- mean between you and Mr. Alan—you know that. We UN TH and‘ HEATH HOSKEN yas gregt night. It wa: ous, a blinding, silent with th Joyment; it was nofsy with the noise of uncontainable enthusiasm. The house yelled and roared, and held its breath, and yelled and roared again. Little Judy Grant was a great dancer—there was no doubt about ‘that. 5 She was the whole program. ‘There was a ballet, of course, and &@ very good one, She herself only three people appearing with her, and they were mere adjuncts, though useful and appropriate jones, Her dances were alone, Judy had three changes of scene. First came a Greek scene, in which she did three different dances—a woodland dance, a girl playing ball, and a moonlight idyl to the music of Pan pipes. ‘The next was an elaboration of ——— great night was indeed a stupend- iccess. It was lence of acute en- bad daneed “Would Chummy hate me to|Was impossible that Chummy had know anything?” asked Judy, re Proachfully, ‘a calamity to contemplate. But “No—not you, Judy,” he said|WbY then, had she decided not to quickly, “Ot course, not you. Well, |>* married? you know: she’s taken a studio in a Reni! building near mine, and a little [DY had got proscenium boxes|at her friend. She spoke very for Bastien and Tony Leigh and|slowly, as if choosing her words. have |“I have not heard from Alan, Judy. and a sink. Before she went she /|filled all the boxes if she had not|You see, it was better not, since bedroom, and a funny little galley just off the stairs, with a gas ring|Michael Stone. She would just told me that she wasn’t going |been checked. to be married. She didn’t explain, she was going to leave me the key. |fortune. “Well, not to make it too long, 1 looked empty, so I went in, She|found herself thinking about it. wasn’t in there, but I looked room, and there she stood. Ijthat Chummy was the most im- oughtn't ‘to have looked, but I|portant person in her life. All those couldn’t help myself. She had her|years when she and Chummy had|never been in her life before— back to me. In her hand she held | fought life together—all those poor, | frightened. @ small photograph, in a kind of hard-working. years! of miniature frame—” Years “His—Mr. Steyne’s—I know! He lt all? Didn't she care a bit? gave-her the frame not long ago.”|. Then, going home about siz “I recognized it,” Dumont went |0’clock, Judy found Chummy wait- on, “because she had shown it to|ing in her little sitting room. Aajsilence fell. Judy knew in that mo- me at the cafe—I suppose it was|usual, it was a bower of flowers.|ment—she knew deon sent|knew the truth! the day he gave it to her. Well,| She Judy, she was looking at it, it in her hand. Then she strete! out’ her arms wide and stood like and {i that for a moment, and then she seling, but Chummy’s hair clasped her hands together and|and her delicately tanned bowed her head. Then she kissed|seemed to make sunshine the photograph-—kissed it over and |room. i over again. I don’t know how I you, would she have acted like that |of tomorrow.” if she didn’t care for the chap?” her? No, of course he couldn't, It|Were always such—triends.” guessed. That would be too great |I’m sure there's something.” She had a beautiful seat all ready |I did. He was very generous, He and somehdw 1 didn’t like to ask|for Chummy, of whom she had |might have reproached me.” ‘her. She moved her things in and}heard nothing since the receipt of asked me to keep an eye on them|& post card from the coast in reply |friend then. An eager question while she was away. There is nojto Judy’s long and rambling ac-/fiashed into them for an instant, housekeeper in the building, and|count of her extraordinarily good |like a bright flame. Her whole be- It came to the last day before the|and violent light. It was as if mistook the day she said she was |first night, Judy's heart was very |something were impending, some- going, and, not receiving the key,|sore. Chummy not to be there|thing tremendous, eo that she I went round to inquire. The door|when she first danced in public! |dared not breathe; but slowly she of her studio was open, and it|Every few minutes of the day she|turned her eyes away again, Alan she dared not think about; |have heard from Alan, Judy,” she through the door of the other little |but Chummy—it seemed to her |said. slavery, yet they had been happy injon gently. “It seems strange that Judy nodded, catching her breath. |@ way. And had Chummy forgotten jhe has written to nobody. And you it had |refused to marry him, face|little voice. “Yes, he and I were the |friends, too.” tilserable! jaway. She was tired after her long en, I did get away be-|I've been thinking you'd forgotten |journey, and she had her ‘little w me. Now, Judy, I ask |little Judy! I was hating the ideajhome to set in order. “I came back for it, Judy,” the jlonely home! ‘the Italian night that she had danced at Alan Steyne’s, and here she had on the stage @ boy who played the guitar. The third was a series of old English dances, which brought flown the-house. Judy, as Jack-in- the-Green, was simply irresistible, laughing out of her little green house of foliage. As an encore, she gave a child’s dance in front of a Punch and Judy show. The final curtain fell on an in- describable scene of enthusiasm. Up at the back of the gallery, Alan Steyne had stood from the first moment the curtain went up. He had returned from Paris un- known to everybody. To him it was a night of wild torture and of wild delight. The artist in him reveled in it, The man loathed it. For the most part, while the program was going on, the artist carried the man away. When the calls could no longer be taken, and the manager had an- nounced Judy's complete exhaus- tion, Alan ran down the steps like @ madman, He hung around the stage door. A big car was drawa up there. Alan knew whose it was. He was biind and mad with misery but he could not go away. Presently a little perton came “Chummy, you seem years older! “There’s nothing, Judy dear.” “And you don’t know where Mr. Steyne is now?” “No.” Chummy was not looking we had patted, He saw it just as Chummy did turn her eyes om her ‘Ing seemed to glow with an intense “I thought perhaps you might ayy" Judy's voice was what it had “Yes, Judy dear,” Chummy went and he were friends, too.” “Yes,” said Judy. She looked at her friend. A blank that Chummyjmen swept around it—the boys Chummy knew itrom the Cafe Turc. Gideon's bulky other; and that was why she had as. Pad Pa ae Me ‘Then Alan heard her voice, gay and hoarse and half delirious. He caught a glimpse of the familiar many-colored shawl in which she ‘was wrapped. “No—no, Mr. Gideon! No, Tony jand Michael! No, all of you! I’m tired out. Call me a cab. I’m going home alone-to cry myself to sleep!” (To Be Continued) “Yes,” sald Judy again, in a very ‘They, talked of other things after Her little home, thought Judy—her little, 25 pounds, but when I tried to leave * # re dced Sin to gain more rapidly than before. stomach is now in such id Answer: The reason you have had so much difficulty in reducing is probably due to some glandular de- ficiency. The tablets which caused in your diet for quite some time. Metallic Taste Question: Mrs. H. asks: “will you_4, please tell me the cause of a metallic Answer: Sometimes the metallic £ taste is caused from the effect of the ~ # acids of fruit upon fillings in the teeth. This is especially true with this. (Copyright, 1930, by The Bell Syndicate, In¢.) [Quotations don't believe that everything is bad. I only object to ess “To an American everything is either lousy or marvelous.” — Odette Myrtil. “There is not # man in the city of him.”—Bishop John Poynts Tyler. ses “All politics is the ri of organ- ized minorities.”—Will Durant. * * * “Death-bed promises should be broken as lightly as they are serious- ly made. The dead have no right to lay their clammy fingers upon the living.” —Edna sane. ss s ey “If American ideals are deter- mined by the strongest passion, we can be sure that our ideal is money.” —Clarence Darrow. i : é E 5 i § A: lion will sometimes eat as much ‘as 70 pounds of meat at one meal. FLAPPER, FANNY SAYS: