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Se STS z eee eee The Bismarck Tribune An Independent Newspaper THE STATE'S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) Published by The Bismarck Trib- une Company, Bismarck, N. D., and entered at the postoffice at Bismarck @8 second class mail matter. GEORGE D. MANN President and Publisher Subscription Rates Payable in Advance Daily by carrier, per year marek) Daily by outside Bismarck) ......... ine 5 Daily by mail outside of North Dakota ....... ee seseee scenes 6.00 Weekly by mail in state, per year $1.00 Weekly by mail in state, three tee eescceecceesecereeeee 2.50 1 mail per years ‘Weekly by mail outside of North Dakota, per year ............. 50 Weekly by mail in Canada, per year 2. Member of Audit Bureau of Circulation Member of The Associated Press The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this newspaper and also the local news of spontaneous origin published herein. All rights of republication of all other matter herein are also reserved. Comptroller J. F. T. O’Connor North Dakotans are pleased over the honor accorded one of their own sons who a few years ago left this state for California. J. F. T. O'Con- nor, formerly of Grand Forks, has been named comptroller of the cur- rency, a post of importance in the Treasury Department. During all the hurly-burly of North Dakota politics, Mr. O'Connor kept his political record straight. He was always a Democrat. In state affairs he aligned himself with the I. V. A. organization because he was opposed to the policies of the Nonpartisan League as then enunciated by A. C. Townley and others. He mellowed his attitude, however, to this faction as time healed some of the political money advocates under the lead- ership of Senator Reed have put their worst foot forward. They invited the retort that it was the stand of those who have against those who have not. “Cannot the inflationists, in- cluding the farmers, be made to understand that the contrary is true? “To the extent that the price level is artificially raised against the trend established by supply and demand, consumption will be curtailed, as wages, under infla- tion, remain praciicaliy station- ary, while commodity prices soar. “Thus, with sharply decreased purchasing power on the past of those still employed, we will have further curtailment of consump- tion, further reduction in employ- ment—then a demand for more inflation to meet it, and so on in @ quick and vicious circle to com- plete collapse of industry and government and private credit. “The gold reserve and the vol- ume of currency in circulation have increased enormously since 1929, so that if this were the foundation of the price level, it should sustain a price level far higher than that of 1929. Can- not the inflationists see this?” Popular Acceptance Not all important decisions on pub- lic affairs are made by public men. Group aetion frequently has much to do with the acceptance or unpopular- ity of a given movement. On this basis, and judged by the ac- tion of the Masonic Lodge in Ohio, 3.2 beer should be popular. It is ac- cepted as socially and morally proper. One of the rules of this great fra- ternal order is that no member shall engage in the sale of intoxicating li- quors for beverage purposes, punish- ment for violation being expulsion. ‘Until the new beer became legal application of this rule was easy. It simply barred all bootleggers. But when congress declared the brew a soft drink the question was raised as wounds and during several seasions in which he served, “Jefty” had many friends on both sides. Even in the first league-controlled house, turbulent as it was, O'Connor got along fairly well with the leaders and helped to allay some of the bit- terness of the session. In the famous New York Demo- cratic convention, when Smith and McAdoo became deadlocked, O'Con- nor was aligned with the McAdoo faction. He made a friend here which turned the whole course of his pro- fessional and political career. Mc- Adoo took a liking to the young westerner whose oratorical ability was generally recognized and soon the two entered into the practice of law as partners in Los Angeles: O'Connor made good use of his contacts and when McAdoo retired from active Practice O'Connor was firmly estab- lished in his profession in the Cali- fornia metropolis, O'Connor is genial, resourceful and a diligent worker. He should give the Roosevelt administration fine service in this office. During the recent campaign O’Con- nor was close to President Roosevelt. He aided McAdoo in the combination which won the nomination for the New York governor. Doubtless he will have considerable influence in shap- ing some of the administration fiscal Policies. That North Dakota has such a loyal friend in one of the im- Portant treasury posts should be ap- Preclated. O'Connor knows this state ‘Well and doubtless will be able to aid in forming the proper contacts with federal authorities. Cheering News Contractors and others interested in stimulating renewed activity in home building will meet May 9 and 10 at Chicago to review the situation and see what they can do-to spur the movement which building indices in- dicate already has begun, ‘They will discuss new methods of construction, new economies and new improvements, bringing to the sub- Ject all of the thought which has been working during the last two years to- ward better homes for America when the market for houses improves. Also they will receive some cheer- ing news, for a recent survey by the leaders of the movement discloses that the number of vacant houses rapidly is diminishing. One of the first effects of a depres- sion is the vacation of houses by peo- Ple unable to keep up payments on them or to pay rent. Such folk either get along in one room or, more prob- ably, move in with their relatives. But such arrangements are never wholly satisfactory and one of the first indications of depression’s end always is the return to norme! hous- ing arrangements by such persons a5 can do 50. That phase of the recovery already ig markedly in evidence. The next phase will be discontent with houses available for rent and a burst of new construction. Pertinent Remarks A wage earner writing to a metro- Politan newspaper made these very Pertinent observations. They furnish food for thought in these days of agi- tation for inflation and cheapening of national currency. His letter follows: “The impending legislation pro- posed by those who have been hypnotized by the currency infla- tion mania brings us to the brink of the greatest catastrophe this country ever has faced. “Unfortunately, the sound- to whether selling it would affect a man’s standing in Masonry. Simeon Nash, grand master of the lodge in Ohio, ruled that beer is a soft drink, not an intoxicating liquor, and therefore its sale is no violation of the Masonic law. The ruling is important to more Persons than the Masons of Ohio, for it loosens a little further the grip which prohibition advocates have long had upon this country. The al- Coholic beverage limit for a true pro- hibitionist is one half of one per cent. Editorial ‘Comment Editorials printed below show the trend of thought by other editors, They are published without regard to whether they agree or disagree with The Tribune's policies. Keeping the Faith (New York Times) Even inflationists in the senate crowded about Senator Glass to con- gratulate him on his speech against inflation. They knew how to admire what they dared not imitate. It must have been an inspiring sight when the Virginia senator rose to announce that he could not abandon his deep- est convictions, or yield on a question of principle, mterely in order to go with the majority of his party or fol- low the lead of his own president. With the authority of long experience and special knowledge, Senator Glass applied stinging and truthful epithets to the various sections of the inflation bill. If adopted and ever acted upon by the president, they would cause this nation to incur “dishonor” and to be guilty of “repudiation”. For Mr. Glass such things rose far above Mere questions of currency or bank- ing or foreign exchange or an inter- national monetary standard. To his mind they are but as the fine dust in the balance when weighed against the solemn obligation of the United States government to live up to the very letter of the bond which it has given to the American people. The veteran sound-money man could not shift his standards of national honor as if it were only a matter of putting on another pair of gloves. Let the tinkerers with the currency have all the glory of their discovery of new ways to pay old debts. Senator Glass would have none of it. Nor would he be swayed by the in- sidious whispers that the inflation bill was only a device, of which the President would make no use. That way danger lies. When it is a ques- tion of national good faith, clever legislative tricks and administrative ambiguities should be left out. Sen- ator Glass has been reproached for clinging stubbornly to a political econ- omy which is “outworn”. But what he wants to know is if the multipli- cation table is outworn. Is experience to count for nothing? Are the rules of banking and the laws of currency which have been established by the testing of many generations to be lightly tossed out of the window at the bidding of demagogues, or at the suggestion of men with no practical contacts with the world of business and finance? Others may alter their economic clothes like e lightning- change artist. Senator Glass will not follow that crowd. He prefers to stand unshaken in defense of what he believes to be the policy of honesty as well as of safety, speaking what he holds to be the truth without re- gard to party appéals or tial Preferences. He has let the country see once more what it is to have a statesman whose sincerity and integ- rity are his sole and sufficient armor. LUXURY TRAIN A train operating between Moscow and Tiflis, a journey teking seventy- six hours, has radios, telephones, a library and a special car for “culture and rest” as attractions. More than sixty trillion ultraviruses, nature’s smallest living things and deadly enemies of mankind, can be crowded into a square inch. Porcupines do not shoot their quills. Some of the quills fall out when they ii flail their enemies with their 1s, IT'LL PAY US To BE ExTeEMELY COREFUL SPOLED GY SESS self-addressed envelope is enclosed, HOW THINGS HAVE CHANGED Herman L. Emmerich, president of the Wisconsin Pharmaceutical Asso- According to the Wisconsin Pharma- was not introduced into regular med- ical practice until 1775, when William Withering of Birmingham, England, learned of its value in dropsy. You might think there is nothing so dreadful about that. But wait, wait till you hear the whole sordid story. From whom did Dr. Withering learn about the value of digitalis? From some other doctor? Maybe an irregular or even & quack? No. No, alack and alas, no, it is in- finitely worse than that. I don’t know that I shall evér say another favorable word about the im- tance of having your medicine repared or compounded by a skilled pharmacist. This Wisconsin associa- tion claims that Dr. Withering got his knowledge of the use of digitalis from— Honestly, I'd much rather not be drawn into this at all. If the Wis- consin Pharmaceutical Association has some grudge against the physicians I prefer to let them fight it out among themselves. But if President Emmerich must have my view of the matter I'll say I think it is most re- grettable. Dr. Withering got his knowledge of digitalis from “an old lady of Shropshire.” There you have the truth—make the worst of it. I wouldn’t mind so much had it been just an old woman. But “an old lady of Shropshire” somehow has ® sinister sound. She would be & mean one for an ambitious young doctor to face across a sickbed, what! I've met my share of ‘em in my time, but thank the merciful heaven I never encountered one from Shropshire. Not content with the devastating effect of their work for the month of March the Milwaukee Pharmaceuti- cal Association Committee on Pro- fessional Pharmacy delivers itself of this additional humiliating reminder: In 1522 Dr. Wirtt of Hamburg was burned alive after witnessing a delivery with several midwives in order to obtain first hand in- formation on childbirth. But the use of Ergot was then established and is now found in every ob- stetrical kit. I fail to see the connection. It looks as though the pharmacists are trying to tell the doctors that all the doctors know is what the old women tell them. It is discouraging, after the long hard years of earnest effort I have made to free the profession from this incubus, to find our step-cousins the pharmacists spending a part of their Profits to remind us how much we owe the old women, the midwives, the fishwives and the Saireygamps the world over saecula saeculorum. But the Milwaukee pharmacists have not said the last word. By no means. To their gratuitous statement that the old women taught us all i these things we respond “Oh, yeh? And who taught the old women?” WHICH STATE,OR PROVINCE TOUCHES THE MOST OF ASSOCIATE THIS THE GREAT LAKES ? NAME WITH ITS PROPER SPORT, PERSONAL HEALTH SERVICE | By William Brady, M. D. Signed letters pertaining to personal health and hygiene, not to disease diagnosis, or treatment, will be answered by Dr. Brady if a stamped, in ink. No reply can be made to queries not conforming to instructions. Address Dr. William Brady, in gare of this newspaper. ciation, sends a filing card which his)them on a perfect diet, strict hours association distributes to physicians. |of rest, no candy. ... (Mrs. L. R. 8.) ceutical Association the drug digitalis |;knows all these things by intuition ‘Dr,) Would take compassion on me and The Mushroom Crop THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, WEDNESDAY, MAY 3, 1933 Noonan is not an ordained minister. Certainly they were aware that ‘he dispenses a brand of Christianity that EMERG! LEGISLATION] 7) Norge Wty Th Chueh ee "last. year fed and clothed and helped to shelter more than ee needy. .* COSMOPOLITAN CHOIR Behind Tom Noonan on the stage they saw @ jazz orchestra, @ volunteer choir, a portly Negress, a Japanese, a Jew, three cornet players, and a combination song-leader and stooge named Howard Wade Kimsey. ‘They looked at the “Bishop” him- self, An angular, awkward man with cold blue eyes (one of them glass) and large red ears. A spiritual Bow- ery magician who knows how to pro- duce jobs and clothing, artificial limbs, wheel chairs, sewing machines, money must abdicate their leadership. —Attorney heir sah y aster * Loss of money leaves the real val- ues of life untouched.—Rev. August P. Reccord of Care * * British experience following the abandonment of the gold standard in September, 1931, reveals that expec- tations of rapidly advancing com- modity and stock prices were not ful- filled.—Dr. Harold T. Moulton of Brookings Institute. crutches, burial plots for pauper dead —almost anything. ee * THE SERVICE OPENS ‘The Easter services started with hymns and announcements. Noonan declared the mission's gratitude for the free services of an exterminating company. The visiting dance orches- tra played. The “Bishop” ad-libbed a, few jokes. The Negress turned out to be Goldye Mae Steiner, student of Hebrew and the only colored woman cantor in America. She sang the great Jewish lament, then sat down and joined lustily in “Onward Chris- tian Soldiers.” The Japanese was introduced as George Hirose, baritone. He sang two Methodist hymns. Howard Kimsey STMUSTA jera (Tenosroou! —_—_ Letters should be brief and written QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS What, No Candy? I have two children .. . So kept Answer—I wish some one who explain in simple language why a child is forbidden candy. Is it be- cause the child naturally likes candy? (incidentally this mother found that the withholding of candy was of no avail—but after she “forgot” the candy obsession the children had bet- ter health.) Little Lesson No. 32 What is Lesson 32 in the Ways of Health? For six years I have had stomach trouble. (J. L.) Answer—That is the “Guide to Right Eating,” a booklet giving essen- tials of diet, etc. Send a dime and a stamped envelope bearing your ad-{ dress, and ask for “Guide to Right Eating.’ White Specks in Nails I am a girl 19. Fingernails have white spots or specks. People tell me something wrong with my blood, but others say my fortune can be told from them. ... (Miss G. G.) Answer—The spots have no signifi- cance—perhaps they are caused by slight injuries of the nails, ahd in about three months they will grow mC NEW |i YORK | By PAUL HARRISON New York, May 3—On the avenues, Easter Day, were top-hats and fox furs, Malacca sticks and orchids. Down at No. 5-7 Doyer Street, just off the Bowery, 600 people sat on wooden benches. No top-hats here. A few crutches, but no polished sticks. A few velvet-collared overcoats, but they were old coats, held with safety pins... . . Tom Noonan, the “Bishop of Chinatown,” raised lanky arms. “You are welcome,” he said, “to the Cathedral of the Underworld.” Until 39 years ago, this was a Chi- nese theater. Since then it has been the meeting house of the Rescue So- ciety. In the basement used to be an opium den, and five tunnels, now boarded up, led to the headquarters of the tongs. Hundreds of human derelicts are fed and sheltered in that basement today. * * * ODD CONGREGATION On this Easter Day there was @ strangely assorted congregation in the dingy, old “cathedral,” an irregularly shaped, yellow-painted room with gos- Pel admonitions on its walls. Mixed with the down-and-outers were white- collar visitors from up-town and out- of-town, all come to study the phenomenon, Tom Noonan. Some of them knew that Tom, now 60, was a predatory gangster in his ‘teens. But they also knew that the “Bishop of Chinatown” now has the 13 (Copyright, John F. Dille Co.) support of humanitarians of all creeds. Possibly they were aware that | Who Is She? | HORIZONTAL Answer to Previous Puzzle 1First name of the lady inthe picture. 7 Last name of 10To make a mistake. 11 Cover. 12¥For fear that, 15 Chaos, IT] 22 Noise of a the lady in the IPIE] trumpet. picture. [E|R] 23 Collection of IR maps in a us on ef ic IAI volume. 14 Data, USILIAIM| ISITIRIE|N| 24 Sorceress, terest: net, (AY ABIUSEMIFIAISIISS e] 26 ethical IUISIEIRMEAILIEIS! (S| 27 Occurrence. 11 Horsefiies. EINSURIEISI 28 At no time. 18 Matter from ae ISITIEIPIPIE|S| 29 What was the sore. lady in the 19 Matgrasses. 39 Distinctive VERTICAL picture by, 20To consime. theory. 1 Decorative profession? 21Small tablet. yi aguit male. mesh, 31 East Indian 22 Large bundle. || 2 Sick. plants. 25 Last word of 42Where isthe 3 Falsehood. 35 Coiled. ® prayer. Alhambra, 4To loiter, 36 Crescent: 29 Pulpit block. fortress ‘palace 6 One who sends _ shaped. 30 Adores. of Moorish out officially. 40 Bill of fare. 32 Serene. sings? 6 Back of the 41To encounter. 38To muse in 46Organof sight. neck. 43 By. reverie. - 48 Conscious. 7 Kind of coarse 44 Form of “be” 34 Characteristic. 52 To work for. 36 Narrow Ways. 53 Born. 37 Machine for 54 Insulates. sawing. 55 Reorganiza- 38 Fanatical, tions. file. 45 Bugle plant. 8Kind of shoe 47 Affirmative. without up- 49 Pale. pers. 50 Ready. 9 Ocean. 51 Thing. of no better way to express the did a sleight-of-hand trick with a pink Easter egg, extracting a dollar bill therefrom to start the collection. It came back accompanied by & handful of small change. Then Tom Noonan presented Dr. Mordecai Foltes, of the American Hebrew Con- gress, and a great name in world Jewry. Dr. Foltes talked heatedly about Nazi persecutions of his people. ‘When he had finished, the Bishop of Chinatown spoke defiantly: “Some people will be shocked to hear that a Jew has taken part in Christian serv- ices on the holiest day of Christen- dom. My answer is that I could think kind of Christianity that’s dished up here—tolerance, forgiveness, love and peace-on-earth. We'll close with hymn 59. And get in there, doggone it, and sing!” (Copyright, 1933, NEA Service, Inc.) Foy We are already isolated-and stew- ing in a mess of our own greed.— Senator ayant Ms ee ae —_—_—_____—_—_+ | Barbs | The famous Hope diamond is sup- posed to be for sale by Mrs. Ned Mc- Lean at $250,000 for its 44% carats. Going to be hard to sell. The boot- leggers have been hard hit by the de- pression. +e * Nowadays, all is not gold that iitters. mt * es Fist fighting breaks out in a big way between Washington and New York baseball teams. Oh, well, it’s Proved impossible to have any fight- ing in the ring; might as well have @ little on the diamond. sz * ® Isabel MacDonald suggests that FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: Gold-diggers who think they have ‘Those who have considered it legit-|easy pickings often find things don’t imate to gamble with other people’s! pan out so well. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT out to The truth was that Lily Lou, who] tourists had] guide had so much of it in the last six|seilles, where so had been unused to change, months that she was beginning to accept it as a perfectly natural part of life. i There was the landing at Liver- pool, a sort of spotless town, all laid out in orderly buildings, all as much alike as possible, and lunch in a big and rather cheerless hotel with Madame Nahlman inclined to pace the floor and buttonhole clerks and managers because there was no mail for her, and someone who ~ was supposed to have met her had failed to arrive. Grumbling, she decided to go back to the station, There was a short ride through green English country, in one of those queer European trains with seats for six in a compartment, and a corridox along one side. Then London. A London of immense, stone station, decorative British policemen ma- jestically ordering a very British traffic, a cold, damp rain, and then two nights in a rather chilly hotel. During that time she saw Madame Nahlman, whose room was on an- other floor, just once. At that time she kissed Lily Lou, fondly, called her her own darling little companion, afid told her that she couldn’t have borne two days' in this frightful, depressing place without her. Then she disappeared, not to appear again until it was time to take the train for South- ampton, and then a night boat to Le Havre where a certain Mad- emoiselle Susanne Coin, maid and) companion, was to be picked up. Then she appeared only long enough to tell Lily Lou to go on alone, she had decided to make the Folkestone-Boulogne crossing after all, and would meet her in Paris at the Ritz, day after tomorrow, “and here’s 10 pounds, dear; this should do you, and don’t forget to look for Susanne when the boat docks at Le Havre. She’s tall, fair, rather Eng- lish type. You can’t miss her—she speaks English—” A little bewildered, a little thrilled to be traveling alone, Lily Lou started, somewhat hampered by all of Nahlman’s luggage, as well as her own. At the boat there was some mis- understanding about her reserva- tion. Madame Nahiman had can- celled... no, there was nothing for Miss Lansing. Sorry, but the state- rooms were all engaged. However, she could have a berth in the wo- men’s cabin. After a look at the women’s cabin, a stuffy, rerowded wrapped in blankets until the boat’ groped ber wey back to the cabin way e she had despised before, and cast herself down on top of one of the vacant berths. In the morning the ship was an- * chored at the pier on the French side, and the channel looked calm as a millpond, The air was fresh and clean, the sky was blue. The night was just a bad dream, ' Bustle of leaving. Customs. Of- ficials, But no Susanne Coin ‘whisk them on to Algiers, E : 3 : i é In the lobby an immense wooden bowl, covered with wire netting, at- tracted her eye. It proved to con- tain a quantity of lettuce leaves, and hundreds of small black snails, | i contentedly nibbling. She decided against breakfast. Went out and stood on the street in front of the hotel. Two Freneh sailors, theit red-pompommed blue caps set on at a rakish angle, paused in their promenade to eye her with interest. She went back into the hotel. She was hungry, anyway. In the dining room, sipping chocolate and reading a newspaper, she saw a pleasant faced blonde young woman who might answer to her description of Susanne Coin. It was Susanne, and she was de- lighted to learn that she would have company to Paris, and aghast to think that she not E i So Susanne had another cup of chocolate with Lily Lou. “Never try to drink French coffee, it’s vile,” she advised her, countermanding Lily Lou’s request for coffee. Acquiescent as usual, Lily Lou cane the chocolate and let her new triend take charge of the luggage. On the train they had a compart- ment all to themselves and Susanne took off her hat and her blue coat, and slipped out of her frivolous high-heeled shoes, gratefully twist- ing her toes—an action which Lily Lou was to associate forever with France. French travelers, it seemed, removed their shoes as naturally and quickly as they did their hats. “I am Swiss. And you?” “American. I came from the States with Madame Nahiman, to “Ah, yes, from New York. Ihave a sister there. She is married...” time to unpack for Madame. .|img room that we not take Bernard Shaw too seriously, as he is a notorious leg-puller. S80 many of our * British visitors have been wool- pullers, ee Too bad to see the Russians and Japanese arguing over a few rall- road cars. We could send a lot of ours that aren’t being used. (Copyright, 1933, NEA Service, Inc.) HEAVY DRINKERS The annual consumption of coffee in the United States is about 1,000,- 000,000 pounds. The consumption per capita is nine pounds per year. The nighthawk migrates the farth- est distance of all the land birds from ‘Yukon to Argentina, 7,000 miles away. ees ees New. Governor of Puerto Ric ‘Twelve years ago a Roosevelt-for- President advocate, Robert H. Gore, Florida publisher, selected for appointment as Governor of Puerto Rico, is shown leaving the White House after conferring with President Roosevelt. ‘They shook hands. zq She was just the acquaintance of @ few hours, but Lily Lou felt very much alone when she went off, with @ light-hearted wave of a yellow gloved hand. “Grand Hotel Grivy,” she told the whiskered and taciturn taxi-driver into whose ramshackle vehicle her luggage was being placed. He stared at her for several mo- ments, then motioned for her to get in. The motor started. They lurched off in the dusk of the cold, wintry evening. There was a time, much later, when Lily Lou was to love Paris. A Paris of lights, and laughter, of gayety and beauty. The horse- chestnuts abloom in the Bois, the great French dressmakers, with their exotic manikins, their breath- taking display of wealth and beau- ty, the little perfume and jewelry shops on the Rue de Rivoli, the magazines where linen and lace were displayed in liveliness, A Paris of cafes and parties, of theaters and fashion and gay cameraderie on the left bank of the But she did not love it now. The cold of @ wet November chilled her to the bone. The Grand Hotel Grivy was an ancient vault of a Place back of the Opera, with sag- ging floors, damp smelling velvet hangings, and vast, unclean beds. “With bath” she read on the let- terheads. But she never found the bath. Nobody could tell her where it was, or how to make the neces- Sary reservations for hot water. On the second day, determined to track down that bathroom, she wandered from door to door and from floor ‘to floor, and finally on the top floor she found a door with no number. Boldly she opened it. A bearded gentleman of large proportions, at- tired in a red flannel undervest and Beene bine igang was sitting on the edge of a bed, eating bre: as cheese. estes le looked up sleepily, and slow!; showed his teeth in a broad, ah coming smile. Lily Lou banged the door shut without even stopping to beg his Pardon, and fled down three flights winding, narrow stairs to her own room, At the table d’hote that evening she hardly dared look up from her plate. She was afraid of seeing the bearded man. ‘When Madame Nahiman arrived, not on Friday, but on Monday, at the Ritz, Lily Lou moved over there, and pees sat in the dress- ing Nahlman’s boudoir, At least it was warm there, and there was a bath. Susanne Coin, the maid, bobbed in and out, silent . and efficient. She was more com- Pany than Nahiman. Nahiman was always dressing to go out some- “And should I go on to the Rits?| Where, and someone was always went| Calling to see her. Men mostly, Men who wore striped trousers and longtailed coats, and handed stick ‘and gloves to Susanne as did not fit very well, the ringless|C@me in the door. But a few Bd hands, the inexpensive hat. and looking for her. An English-|an English woman who stayed speaking gentleman, who turned there once.” , callers were women. Tall, angular Places, You| Women, mostly. Women with black Lily} might go to the Grand Hotel Gri j an Lou missed the Paris train, waiting |—that’s cheap,” she said. “I puaed diamonds, and immense fur coats, gowns, a great many pearls and (To Be i Di a eee —-~ cay ep

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