The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, December 15, 1931, Page 4

SS ‘THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, TUESDAY, DECEMBER 15, 1981 The Bismarck Tribune An Independent Newspaper | THE STATE'S OLDEST NEWSPAPER $ (Established 1873) Published by The Bismarck Tribune Jomany, Bismarck, N. D., and en- ered at the postoffice at Bismarck as wecond class mail matter. . GEORGE D. MANN f President and Publisher. ‘Subscription Rates Payable in Advance Daily by carrier, per year...... $7.20 Daily by mail per year (in Bis- TMAATCK) ..cscceeeeeeeseseseeees Daily by mail per year (in state ed, giving the adherents of the 1-2-3 tule a greater percentage of pianolas, hands that virtually play themselves, ‘Why standardize a very good game of chance? One writer, commenting upon the meddlesome experts, declares that what should be a most interest- ing race is to be reduced to a parade. If one set of rules is to dominate the situation, then the game is reduced to ithe level of chess in interest. If too highly refined, then only the mathe- matician will find delight and the day may not be far distant when “con- tract” will have the terminology of an exact science and laboratory for- mula will govern rather than nerve outside Bismarck) ........... 00) and “bluff.” mote ‘i Merk rit alates 6.00| Meanwhile, the “average duffer” at Weekly by mail in state, per year $1.00 Weekly by mail in state, three se Dakota, per year .........665 Weekly by mail in Canada, per year Member of Audit Bureau of Circulation Member of The Associated The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this news- paper and also the local news of Spontaneous origin published herein. All rights of republication of all other matter herein are also reserved. (Official City, State and County Newspaper) Foreign Representatives SMALL, SPENCER, LEVINGS & BREWER * dneorporated) CHICAGO NEW YORK BOSTON Becoming Tax Conscious In the days of the easy dollar when paper profits mounted, people paid little attention to their tax state- ments. They were riding the tide of an inflated prosperity. Now that the bubble has burst, taxpayers are seek- ing to place their taxes upon lower levels, This is reflected in the num- ber of county and state tax associa- tions. Congress is being memorializetl from all quarters to watch federal ex- Penditures. The people have almost overnight, as it were, become tax con- scious. It is a healthy trend. Our govern- mental experts who seek to multiply the functions of government and swell the public payroll, must constantly seek new media of taxation to pay for ‘these frills. Extension of government into many kinds of experiment and fields of activity has cost billions and will continue to burden the taxpayer for years to come. Even if a halt is made now, the piper must be paid for past excesses. More reason for cau- tion in budget making. - Minnescta is now agitating an in- tome tax which is being resisted quite vigorously by the people of that state. North Dakota's experience with the income tax is being used to convince our neighbors of the blessing of a state income tax. Minnesotans inter- ested in the income tax should study carefully the operation of the tax here before plunging into that method of Taising more money for political ex- periments and the expansion of gov- ernmental functions. It has been the experience in most states that the greater the tax returns, the more pub- lic payrolls mount and there is really no shifting of the tax burden at all. ’Those who have great wealth have found means of legally evading an income tax. In North Dakota, capital actually has been driven out of the state. Industries which might have located in our midst have hugged the borders of neighboring states which hhave no income tax. It cannot be said that the income tax in North Dakota hhas been an unmixed blessing. It has Tetarded industrial development. Tll-advised income taxes, in effect and in practice, increase the cost of living to the multitude. Whitney ‘Warren of New York, writing to the ‘New York Times, sums up the situa- tion very well in this: “What is fundamentally and economically wrong with the country? The su} of the excise tax occasioned by an uncn- forceable law and the tax on capi- tal gains oe directly or indirectly “ee * The prudent moneyed men have for some time placed their wealth in non-productive, non-taxable securities, federal, state and municipal.” Now is no time to devise new means of harassing a tax-burdened public. Under existing tax laws, more reve- nue must be raised to meet deficits occasioned by diminishing tax reve- nues. But it should be apparent to every legislator that the present gen- eration cannot be overtaxed to pay for the war. The federal government has gotten into its present predica- ment, to some extent at least, by too rapid retirement of the public debt. It will be necessary to spread the pay- ment over a greater period in the hope that some of the foreign nations meet their war obligations to this country. It may be necessary to sup- Port a moratorium, but not if that is leading up to cancellation of foreign Just a Stunt nved 1s the interest shown {n the bridge marathon between Lenz, et al., and Ely Culbertson, et al. It is safe to say, however, even at this early day in the big parade of rub- bers, that the experts won't succeed in standardizing contract bridge. The ) Amevitable alibis aided and abetted by the usual gallery of “kibitzers” and post-mortem fiends will form into sev- |, eral warring factions. If Lenz wins, Jnls opponents will claim that the law if averages was temporarily suspend- s “ bridge takes heart. It provides no armor for the shins but it is consola- tion for the heart to know that even the “big shots” make mistakes. To 50|learn that the great Lenz obtains a contract in Diamonds and then thinks he is playing no trump is a boon, in- deed. A Bismarck man, studying one “of the hands in the “battle of the cen- {tury,” on which the Culbertsons bid five Diamonds and went down four tricks, remarks: “If a pair of high school kids bid five Diamonds on a hand like that you would feel like taking them out behind the woodshed. These experts can’t be so hot after all.” Perhaps one result of these contests will be to stimulate self-confidence around a lot of bridge tables and build new faith in the old maxim: “The way to win at bridge is to hold & lot of aces and kings.” What One Coach Thinks Support for those who feel that col- lege football has become an. overem- Phasized game is voiced, tacitly at least, by Chick Meehan, whose resig- nation as gridiron boss at New York university came as a surprise recently. Meehan quit, apparently, because he had enough of a game which no longer maintained his interest. He can do other things besides coach football teams and with as much profit to himself. When he resigned he was not “un- der fire” and he has the record of Placing the “Violets” in the front. ranks ‘of gridiron teams. His re- marks, then, can hardly be labeled “sour grapes.” Here is what he says: “I'm through with the big gates and high-pressure football. I have no coaching plans and the only thing I would accept along that line is a part- time position where the fun of the game alone was important. I have had no offers to coach anywhere. “I'm tired of driving boys, cajoling them, berating them, driving them to win, only to see them crack through tiredness late in the season. The grief in that kind of football is too great.” © Those remarks draw the. picture about as clearly as it can be pre- sented in words. One feels in the statement a sickness at heart over the elimination of sport find healthful recreation in order to devise’'a spec- tacle. It may be said with some truth that, occasionally, it is good. for a boy to be driven, cajoled and even berated, but to drive them to the point where they “crack,” never. It is time for real lovers of sport to do something about it before Amer- ica’s great college game goes the way of the Roman gladiatorial contests. Editorial Comment Editorlals printed below show the trend of thought by other edi They are published without rej to whether they agree or d with The Tribune's policies. Football Under Fire (New York Times) College football is again sizzling on its own gridiron. Criticisms ardased by the fact-finding bulletin of the Carnegie Foundation last year have intensified until The Columbia Spec- tator, an undergraduate newspaper, employs the word “murder” to de- scribe this year's heavy record of deaths in play. There are increasing demands for changes in the rules, and The Yale News has endorsed the sug- gestion of the kick-off “tee” placed back to the thirty-yard line. This would enable the eleven kicking off to get down the field under the high ball and prevent the opposition from forming the “flying wedge” which has resulted in many injuries. Football does not lack its defend- ers. One of the most vigorous is a coach, Mr. Meehan of New York uni- versiay. To changes growing out of the Carnegie bulletin he ascribes re- sponsibility for some of the casual- ties. Spring practice was eliminated in some colleges and schools. This, he says, softened the teams, which had to play schedules as long and as hard as those of elevens which had had the toughening process of spring practice. The logical conclusion of Mr. Meehan’s argument is that the more emphasis placed on football, the more intense and professional the coaching and training system, the fewer the injuries. What meanwhile may happen to education and the pro- portions of college life, not being a coach's affair, does not interest him. But those concerned with putting football in its place in the academic world, and making it a safe game, though not namby-pamby, would pre- fer to retain the victories they have won and to have another look at the rules. Dr. Naismith of the University of Kansas believes that the insistence of coaches that linesmen “keep their heads up” until the instant of impact with their opponents is responsible for broken necks, WAY BEHIND Salt Lake City—The county attor- ney’s office can’t seem to keep up with Sheriff 8. Grant Young’s liquor squad and Pete Demaris. Pete was arrested by the sheriff on a liquor reid, and a persistent violator charge was sought against him.: While the county attorney's office was busy fig- uring out whether it should be filed, Young's squad raided Pete's home again and found more liquor. - New York, Dec. 15—When most of the gay wayfarers have started for their homes or their favorite night spots, the drama of real life begins on one of ine arteries that stretch westward from the Gay White Way. Here is Broadway's night court, and the show runs from midnight until morning. Comedy relief is constantly sandwiched between the major and minor tragedies. And the wise ones have learned that a better show is to be seen here on most nights than in any other Manhattan spot. There will be stark realism; the characters will screech, weep, faint, wisecrack and laugh. There will be hysteria and high comedy. In the late crowd that crowds the courtroom you'll find a scattering of actors watching the performances of human beings. You'll find ermine coats rub- bing against tattered coats; ladies of fashion sitting beside street walkers and gentlemen in tall hats sitting be- ‘hat. 2 8 Just now the comedy is supplied most frequently by the fantastic side- walk characters who happen to be “getting the hook” from the crowds. For months the crowd-cluttered streets at theater time have witnessed a gro- tesque parade of walking advertise- ments. Their purpose has been to guide the crowds to burlesque shows and side-street vaudeville spots. Barkers and ballyhoo shouters haye been on the increase and the officials have been applying the old “puller-in” Ja Ww. A “mechanical man” had been ar- rested on the evening I managed to get a ringside seat. The white, pasty make-up he uses seemed particularly pallid in the brightly-lighted court- room. It has been the role of the “me- chanical man” to wander about in the care of an attendant. From time to time, the attendant pushes him along and stops to “wind him up.” There- after, the acrobatic rohot goes through 8 weird routine which blocks the side- walks. “I am no faker; I am an artist,” in- sisted the imitation robot. “I have appeared at the greatest affairs in many nations. Remember the statue image for many weeks.” 2 * From one of the biggest midtown hotels appeared an attractive tele- Phone girl. She had caused the arrest of her ex-husband. They had separated. She had taken the child. She was sup- porting it. It seemed that he had been jeopardizing her job by hanging side muggs who have just stolen a| in ‘Ben Hur’? Well, sire, I played the around the lobby and keeping an eye on her. He was, in her language, “a bum who has never given a dime to the support of a child.” It seemed, too, that a young man of her liking had been paying attention; had been coming to the phone booth to talk to her. ‘ That night, while the crowds passed through the hotel lobby, the ex-hus- id had come up and, without a word of warning, had started a scene with her new friend. “and when I'd finally met a real friend. . . . Someone who was kind to me. . . . The hotel has threatened to fire me. ... It’s all I've got to keep the kid alive... I need a friend.” The girl began to weep. It was all simple, direct drama. ‘The husband slouched up. His re- ply was blunt, almost staccato. What was he to do? .. . He still loved his wife... . He couldn't stand another man “hanging around.” The court, too, was simple and di- rect. Why hadn’t he done something to support his wife and child? ... She was deserving of a little something from life... . Why didn’t he leave her alone? . . . Well, he'd stop both- ering her—or else .. .! So the dramas come and go, as the city tucks itself in for the night. (Copyright, 1931, NEA Service, Inc.) TODAY NEARY AN BREST-LITOVSK PACT On Dec, 15, 1917, a formal armistice agreement between the Teutonic Al- |es and the Bolshevist government was signed at Brest-Litovsk. The agreement read: “Between the representatives of the higher command of Russia on the one hand and of Bulgaria, Germany, Aus- tria~-Hungary, and Turkey, on the oth- er hand, for the purpose of achieving @ lasting and honorable peace be- tween both parties, the following ar- mistice is concluded: “The armistice shall begin on Dec. STICKERS Can you start trom one point of the , “above diagram and move a peticil the en- tire length of every line, without remove ing the pencil or going over the same line Gwice? RIOUS WORLD x Making His Going Easier | 4 (Dec. 17) at 2 o'clock in the after- noon and continue until Jan. 1 (Jan, 14), The contracting parties have the right to break the armistice by giving seven days’ notice. Unless notice is given the armistice automatically con- ba armistice provided that the sig- jnatory nations should not increase the number of troops on the involved fronts. The front line trenches were declared to be the line of demarka- tion on the European front. The pact closed with the agreement that all nations involved would take immediate measures for the reestab- lishment of cultural and economic re- lations. [-_ BARBS i acianeaiaailaidinapoeataiiail Marjorie Rambeau’s new husband, was identified by Case of being mixed up with two other people. + # # Market report: Sole‘leather mar- kets are quiet. Probably aren’t well heeled. * % * Since increased taxes are necessary, congress may sock the higher incomes. A sock by any other name would be unholy. Salaries of Tovie Stars are to be cut. And that’s the unkindest cut of all. eee Imagine indigent movie stars strug- gling along on a few grand a week! Why, it’s enough to make some of them go back : ee oon Scientists have found cosmic rays in the Alps as strong as those in Chicago. Who could have thought they could rays that high? (Copyright, 1931, NEA Service, Inc.) —_—_——____—___—_—+ | Quotations | o —__—_—_—_« Post-war flappers are discharging the responsibilities of parenthood bet- ter than their mothers did —Mrs. B. F. Langworthy, vice president of Con- gress of cig ed mene Never in the history of our country have our trained soldiers encouraged or clamored for or desired war.—Gen- eral John J. Pershing. ene I have been no party to the “stop Roosevelt” movement, if such exists. —Mayor mien oa of Chicago. * I’m just a campfire girl—Mae West, actress and producer of naughty shows. at * Mine was a Quaker family, unwill- ing in those days to have youth cor- tupted with stronger reading than the Bible, the encyclopedia or those great CHAPTER XLVIII 'T was Louise who finally cleared it all up for them—with what facts De Loma’s confession gave them. Starkly beautiful in her ertef, the old artificiality wiped away by the utter genuineness of her emotion, she sat stiffly erect in her chair while the others heard what she had to tell. Bruce was not there, but that was just as well, for he must have been hurt horribly by the revela- tion that the woman he loved had never loved him at all. He had been only a rich man’s son to her, while the scapegrace De Loma— who, as Mary suspected, had neg- lected to divorce her—had been the real and only love of her life. De Loma was not a count, of course, nck even a true Spaniard. Just a youth of mixed blood and obscure heritage, born in the little country town on the Dixie High- way where Bates had encountered him, staring at the courthouse steeple in such peculiar fashion. That wae an odd thing, but easily understood when you knew what the tragedy of his ill-starred life had been, Even as a limber-legged youth, he had had aspirations—to be a human fly! More daring:than the others, he had enjoyed impress- ing them with his reckless agility, and before long he had become a professional, traveling about with a manager who talked stores into pay- ing him to carry their advertising signs on his back as he climbed public buildings. Enrique De Loma was too much of a name for the typographers, however, and less musical—his manager believed—than the English version of his name. Thus he be- came “Harry Hill, the Human Fly” on all the posters, Afterward when he branched out into other profes- sions he often used the name as an alias, This accounted for Bowen’s inability to uncover his police rec- ord, But what, Bates interrupted at this point, had the village court- house to do with all this? Was it merely sentiment that carried him back to gaze upon it years after- ward? “He fell, you see,” Louise ex- plained. Apparently she saw noth- ing funny in her lover’s choice of occupation; it was all bitterly real to her. “He—possibly he tried to—how do you say it?—show off a little, for the benefit of the home folks, But the sun was in his eyes, and he missed his step. He was badly hurt -~his bones were broken in many places. But be got well. He did not mind the’broken bones, but it made him horribly sad that he could no longer be the greatest “Human Fly’ in the world, For you see, he had lost his nerve, “He could not bear high places after that. It was dreadful. He told me about it when we went to Paris on our honeymoon, and I wished him to take me up in the Eiffel tower. Even an elevator used to make him ill, He, who had | never known what fear was! " °F alone knew and I pitied him. He wanted to prove his courage te me, to show me he was not alto- gether a coward. He did daring things—he became a gambler and a thief. He had to be brave for he could not enter by the window, as some do—he had to bluff his way in, and people might see and iden- tify him, But they never did. He was supremely clever, or he would never have evaded the police so long. They knew all about him but they could not prove anything— really. “As a matter of fact, he was credited with many. jobs that he did not do. If he entered a house it was by @ ruse, never by the up- stairs window! He would have died first.” ‘ . . T the word “died” @ spasm of pain crossed her face and she began to cry. “I can not tell any more,” she sobbed. “He left you?” Bates prodded. Louise wiped her eyes and nodded. “He knew what my work was. He should have believed that I did not have any love for the men I duped. Stupid fools! Again and again I told him what donkeys they were, to let themselves be fleeced by a clever woman. He did not always believe me. There was one man, who kept coming to see me even after he knew—what I was after— his money. I kept these visits secret from Enrique to stop his jealousy. He found out and be- lieved I had been unfaithful to him. He—beat me. Then he went away. “I saw him again, several times, | but he never came back to me, When I saw him again at the hotel I knew I loved him still. I gave him money when he asked for it. How could I help it?” “And the bracelet? You didn’t trust him much, did you?” “I trusted him not at all,” she replied calmly. “Love is one thing, ane money is another. Is it not 80 “Did he tell you anything about the Jupiter robbery, and where he got the bracelet?” “He told me, but not whose house {t was he robbed. That partner of his waited under the balcony and he threw the jewels down to him. He thought he might be stopped go- ing out, but he wasn’t. Walked right out and into his car and drove away. He was frightened of going out by the window. That was why he didn’t get the necklace—the wo- man rushed to the balcony, and he was afraid to follow her. “He got nothing but the bracelet, really, His partner took the rest and fied—after they ran down the boy.” She rolled her eyes in Mary’s di- rection. “Mon Dieu, was he angry when he learned who had got the bracelet! I would hang him, he said, by my stupidity. But he was wrong. It was not I. It was she—!” “What of Bruce?” Bates asked in a low tone. There was no reproach in it—merely curiosity. Louise shifted uneasily. “He will marry the sweet child yonder, and|* by ¥, many babies, no doubt,” she said, “Whoa!” Dirk exclaimed, “I'll have something to say about that.” Mary moved over and sat on the Daily Health Service WORMS GET INTO HUMAN BODY THROUGH FOOD AND WATER Female Worm Produces 200,000 Eggs a Day | By DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor, Journal of the American Medical Association The large round worm that gets in- to the-bowels of mankind is called scientifically ascaris lumbricoides. The condition is diagnosed when a careful worm in the excretions. One female worm produces so many eggs that it is not difficult for any physician to find them, provided he looks for them. The of worms from one person water or on food they are the body. When the eggs embryos penetrate the walls testines, get into the blood and reach the lungs. From the lungs, = byyos pass to the air passages, the throat and the stomach and thus into the intestines. nal hygiene. It is also quite likely that the infected material is carried from one place to another on shoes of human beings novels where the hero overcomes the demon rum.—President Hoover. * 2s © This is not the old-fashioned de- Pression but the consummation of an ascending series (or at least its be- ginning) of depressions.—Henry Ford. -_ NEEDS TRAINING jis no star hurdler. That's the reason jhe isn’t free today. When ordered by Customs officials to stop a car he was driving, Eliodoro jumped out and at- tempted to escape over a low fence. His jump, however, was not high enough and he tripped over the top two strands of wire. He was cap- tured and charged with liquor law violation. El Paso, Tex.—Eliodoro Rodriquez | and on the feet of animals. As long as there are live female worms in the intestines of the human being, the possibility of eggs being spread in the excretions exists. This is particularly the case since one fe- male worm can produce 200,000 eggs a@ day. In the United States there are certain regions in which infection of the human being with round worms is more common than in others. These regions in the southeastern United States include West Virginia, south- west Virginia, eastern and central Kentucky and Tennessee, western North Carolina and northern Georgia and Alabama. Fortunately scientific medicine has discovered s method of controlling infestation with round worms. A lax- ative is administered, and following this the patient is given oil of cheno- podium, which effectually destroys the ‘worms, FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: 0. U. & PAT. OFF arm of his chair; his arm went about her possessively, “Bruce will go back to his first. love, perhaps,” Mary, spoke \up. “His painting, He has ‘neglected it long enough.” eee Wy bantedad were nearing Key West now. The tug had put a line aboard the “Gypsy” and in a mo- ment hauled her free from the reef. with no appreciable damage to her bottom. ‘Mary had sent @ radio- gram to George Bowen in care of his friend on the Miami paper, tell- ing him of The Fly's confession, and ending: “Have minister at dock. You're to be best man.” Just after sunset they put to alongside the pier at Key West, and the first man aboard was Bo- wen, looking for all the world like the cat that ate the cream. “How in the world did you get here so soon?” Mary asked, as he wrung her hand and gretted Dirk effusively. “The paper sent me down in a plane,” he explained. “Paper? What paper?” “One of the best. When you de- serted, I had to get a job quick— no money, no meat—so I bulled them into putting me on the after- noon paper down there. Man can’t take a job on a morning paper when he’s married, Let the young bloods do that.” Mary gasped. “Married? You?” She pretended dismay. “And just yesterday I thought I was the lucky maiden!” He flushed a trifle under her good-humored gibe, but quickly re- gained his poise. If it hurt to re- member his unrealized hopes, he quickly hid it. “Thought I'd give the minister something to do on the way down,” he said. “Bella came along and we were married in the plane, Only time we had—no time for a honey- moon even. Pair of lucky kids, you are! I suppose you'll be tak- ing your honeymoon on this neat little packet, and don’t I envy you? Oh, well, some gets the bone and some gets the gravy—that’s life!” He was chattering to put himself at epse. “Thanks for those clipp: ff Mary told him. “They sarod the day, Louise simply wilted when they were shown to her. Threw Bruce overboard like an old shoe, and tried to salvage anything she could out of the. wreck of her plans.” “What are you going to do with the necklace?” Mary smiled bitterly. “Give it to you for a wedding Present. Want it?” “Not in my family, thank you! Til have troubles enough without it.” He held his hand about a foot from the floor, then raised it to two feet, then three. Bowen rose abruptly in the midst of this foolery and demanded, “Can a man quench his thirst on this ship?” “Hi, Steward!” Dirk called, and made various requisitions which wat Worthy trotted off rapidly to “I got a by-lined story un the Strength of your radiogram,” Bo- Wen confided. ‘Wouldn't be sur- prised if I'm city editor by this time, Going to stay down here and raise oranges and 8 little hell on the side—no more New York for me! I suppose you'll be going| ing. back to queen it in sasai Mra. Ruyther?” rasa Mary blushed at the unexpected tse of her soon-to-be name. “I think I'd like to settle down somewhere and just live quietly for & while,” she laughed. “I've had enough excitement for a while. Do you think your wife will give our wedding a nice little story in your paper? If she will, she can have the first and last story we'll ever give to the press,” “No fooling? That's nice of you! It'll be quite a little feather in her cap, honest. She's over at the hotel now. You'd like her,” he added with sudden irrelevance. - “I do lke her,” Mary affirmed. Aud then, aware that things were growing a little strained between them, excused herself and left Dirk and his best man-to-be to fin- ish their drinks together. eee PSEPARATIONS were being made to remove Bruce to a hos- pital and while they waited for the ambulance to arrive Mary was al- lowed to see him for a minute. He was a changed man, she saw in- stantly, in more ways than one. “Louise has gone ashore,” told him diffidently. His-face dai ened but he did not look unhappy. “That's all over,” he said. “I meant to tell her so, but if she’s gone, so much the better. Tell me about De Loma, Did. I—is he—dead?” “He's dead. But you didn’t kill him, It was.the fall did that, ‘Where did you get your gun?” He looked surprised. “Why, your young man gave it to me the night we left Miami. He wasn’t able to protect you himself and he swore me in as deputy,” he smiled wryly. “He was pretty bad- ly worried about you, but too stub- born to tell you. I guess—between us—we've thought some pretty hard things about you—and none of them true.” Mary gave him her “Thanks.” hand, and @ smile of complete friendliness. “Anyway, I'll be leav- ing goon.” Bruce did not release her hand as quickly as he might have dope, He seemed to be hanging on to his courage, trying to say something that cost him an effort. Finally he managed to blurt it out: “Tl be taking care of Dad from now on. You needn't worry about that. I wanted you to know,” he ended lamely, badly embarrassed by this lapse into sentiment, but in deadly earnest nevertheless. He looked up as his father entered the room, radiant with pride and hap- pines. i “Mary, my girl—” he began, and his voice broke. Mary turned away, unable to speak. He stopped her, held her chin tightly between his thumb and finger, while he os the gray eyes to look into is, “Take the ‘Gypsy’ for your honey- moon, if’ you want herg’ he said. “And when you're through gypsy- ing around, I want you to bring your husband end—come home.” Mary kissed him swiftly, and ran, tears blinding her. She found Dirk and Bowen seated where she had left them, glasses in hand. Dirk, the prospective bridegroom, frowned seriously at Bowen the bridegroom, and held out a hand that shook with a highly realistic imitation of the palsy. The ice in his glass rattled furiously, “Like that? fs that the way it gets vou?” he asked. “And what do you do if you forget the ring?” Bowen's imitation of @ bored man of the world was highly unconvinc- “Ob, you get used to it,” he drawied. “Now, when I was mar- ried the first time—” He saw Mary and stopped, grinning impishly, “Does your wife know where you are?” sho demanded, shaking her finger at him shrewishly, “Oh, I'm going! I’m gofng!” be whined. And went, THB END. i Al he