The Daily Alaska empire Newspaper, December 23, 1935, Page 12

“HE STOOPS TO CONQUER" y one unaware of the true state of irs, the scene presented in the room of the small cottage ed cheerful and gay. Act ons, for the most part, were very different, however. Seated in a chair by an open fireplace was a capable looking individual probably about ty-five. Richard Blakewell, at present a member of unemployed, was usually ve the carefree, but now he two little children » floor at his feet, a Imost of despair, ap- He loved those them more than he thought, her Ace cared for more even The Days Gone By He turned and gazed into the cheery blaze which cast faint, m ing shadows over the room. As he did so, he sa wa vivid picture of days of days of happiness and Christmas holidays by of gon peace with 4 gifts and good things in abundance. | Such had things been until a short time ago. He had promised his fe that things would not change 1 the children; he'd provide for them and be certain that they were 1ys happy and contented. That had done successfully, until re- Gradually the picture faded he cently and another took its place, one that caused Blakewell to pass a hand in- voluntarily before his weary eyes. Christmas was near, near- less than a month distant in fact. If only he could find a job before—. The Chrisimas Shoppers Suddenly the sound of the clock striking eight brought him back to reality. He arose, realizing that it was time for him to perform a duty—one to which he had now be- come accustomed. He gathered the children to him like the true father that he was, and after seeing them safely to bed, he returned to his po- sition before the fire. e sat for very thought. Finally he arose and strode to a window across the room. Draw- ing aside a curtain, he looked down into a snow-filled street. Huge, white flakes were sifting lazily earthward Gift laden Christmas shoppers were returning home; colorful lights and decorations*could be seen all along the busy thoroughfare To Richard Blakewell this seemed a rather queer world at times. He often wondered if it were fair to ev- eryone that, waile some reveled in Juxury, others barely existed. He con- sidered mainly the litt} hildren; in his mind they should -ome first regardless of any circumstances, What form of justice was there that would allow such an unfair condition to prevail in a land of plenty? g, Borrow or—Steal? For al minutes Blakewell stood thus, pondering the problem which confronted him. He almost felt as if he'd beg, borrow, or steal to bring happiness to the hearts of those chil- dren. Beg, borrow, or steal. Slowly, thoughtfully he repeated the phrase Beg? No. Not Richard Blakewell Probably all the begging he could do would avail him nothing in the end. Borrow? From whom? It was not at all a logical thought, especially a ue Blakewell to take unawfuy from nother. Though it seemed as desir- able as the other two alternatives, he'd not consider it. Silently he turned from the window and walked to the bedroom in which the infants slept peacefully. He gazed down upon them tenderly, lov- ingly. Gradually a look of grim de- termi; ion spread over his counte- nance; at once he made his decision. Steal? Yes, he'd steal if he were forced to it. The justice that could send him to prison could bx. 1o worse than that which made such innocent little ¢ ures unhappy on Christ- mas day Into the Street Shortly after midnight the plans of Richard Blakewell had attained a | definite form. He donned coat and some time engrossed in serious Blakewell slowly made his hat and quietly left the house. He descended a short flight of stairs wl the street below. Snow had ceased to fall by this time, and the sky above showed signs of clearing. Because of the lateness of the hour, the streets were practically deserted. ay to- CHRISTMAS TREES ORDER NOW! DOWN-TOWN LOCATION Next to First National Bank Variety of Sizes NOTICE! During my absence from Juneau, DR. CARTER will be in care of my practice and office. Thank you! DR. W. W. COUNCIL GIVE A BIBLE A Christmas Gift of Lasting Appreciation! Alaska Bible House Corner Second and Main Make the Postman Your Banking Assistant! Many Juneau people, and many who live outside the city, send deposits regularly to their First National Account by means of our Bank by Mail service. The postman is their banking assistant — he carries our services as near to them as thelr nearest mailbox. TWuen you bank at the First National by mail, you can build up the balance in your Savings or Commercial Account—or you can make withdrawals Jenience. Jur Bank by Mail service Is a your service T'he First National Bank JUNEAU, ALASKA with safety and con- ward the Clay City Bank, the destin- ation upon which he had decided. After walking some little distance, he turned into an alleyway which led to the rear of the establishment There, after a quick glance about him, he advanced toward one of the | barred windows of the structure and for a moment considered the possi- bilities of entering. He soon aban- doned the idea and started to inves- another. Just as he turned, the rear door of the bank was flung wide and two figures, dimly outlined against the glistening snow, ran quickly into the street. Before the | actonished Blakewell haa time to col- lect his wits about him, the pair ! was around the corner and lost from view Money in His Hands Almost at cnce, the truth came to the hazy mind of Blakewell. Appa ntly, he was not alone in his pre- licament; there were cothers as un- | fortunate as himself. As he stood, | till somewhat dazed, he glanced to- ard the open door. Instantly he saw a small compact object lying in the snow a few feet from the portal. | Stepping over he picked up the pack- \ge. Banknotes! Currency! More nan nie had seen for years! Hearinz the interruption, the robbers had fled ana had dropped part of their loot. Blakewell turned the money slowly in his hand. Suddenly the whole truth | dawned upon him. He did not have to steal. He had found the money: he had committed no crime. There was no law to compel him to——— “Stand Where You Are.” His thoughts were cut short by ¢ <harp command from behind. ! “Stand where you are, Blakewell!” The .nan turned to find himself looking into the cold gray eyes of police officer William Briant. That individual held an automatic in his right hand, and with his left he rap- idly searched Blakewell for a wea- pon. Finding none, he relieved the ! unfortunate one of the packet which he held. “Just a minute too late, weren't said Briant not un- | “To speak frankly, I don't! |care much about this job, but duty is duty so you’ll have to come along.” “But T > “Sorry,” said the officer of the law simply and motioned for his prisoner to accompany him. | Freedom | Several days later as Blakewell sat in his prison cell awaiting trial, two | rough looking characters were usher- | ed into the office of Chief of Police {Allen Darwin. After questioning the pair for nearly haif an hour. a look of keen satisfaction appeared upon the face of the chief. After making | |certain that the burly couple were | safely and securely behind bars, he "mmh‘ his way to Blakewell's place of confinement. “Well; Richard; old man; I guess you're free as air,” he said as he unlocked the heavy steel door. “I'll admit that under the circumstances your story sounded a trifle weak at first, but we traced some of the miss- ing money to Packard, over in Del- mira County. Two rascals were pick- ed up there yesterday and sent here They've just confessed to the rob- bery. What do you think of that for a Christmas present, eh, Blake- well? Richard Blakewell was not think- ing of Christmas gifts at that par- ticular moment, however, at least not for himself. He had heard the authority’s words almost as in a dream. Could it be possible that hope still remained? As he passed through Darwin's of- fice a few minutes later, his glance fell upon a calendar which hung upon a wall. December 22. Only three days in which to bring glad- ness and joy to his home and to his beloved ones. While he stood gazing at the chart, 2 man entered from an adjoining room, and seeing Blakewell, advanced toward him, “Congratulations,” he said enthus- iastically. “You won't spend Christ- mas within prison walls after all.” “Thanks,” said Blakewell simply, | cheered by the speaker’s pleasant at- | |titude. “It wes a close call.” 1 “By the way,” said the other after | | pause, “we've called the bank and | |told Warfield of the arrest that's Lbeen made and he wants to see you | his recollections. His parents had | | &s soon as you're out.” | “Wants to see me?” said Blakewell | slowly. ‘ “That's what he said,” was the re- | ply, and the man departed. A Christmas Gift his way to the Clay City Bank. En- | |tering the building, he was at once | | cordially shown into the private ren- | | dezvous of President James Warfield. | When he emerged from the office a | |short time later, his slightly stooped shoulders of a few minutes ago were | {now held erect, and in his eyes there | |leamed a new light. He walked with head held high, and a look of com- || Plete satisfaction was plainly visible upon his face. How different every- | thing seemed now that hehad prom- ise of a position in the bank and ' compensation for his recent incon- | venience in his possession. Considering all, perhaps it wasn't such a bad world after all. It was even likely that the justice of the land was fair to everyone. Richard Blakewell's hopes were high, and the entire universe seemed a wonderful place in which to live. —Lewis Beaudin. - - - Aviation Club, Tahiti PAPEETE, Tahiti. — Perhaps be- cause of the prospective extension of transpacific air lines to the South Seas, an aviation club has been formed at Papeete under official sanction. Planes and instructors will come from France. ! inhabitants. |and THE DAILY ALASKA EMPIRE, MONDAY, DEC. 23, 1935 Blond Wins as Eyes Have “Ie” | Miss Elsie Edwards In competition with prominent showgirls of New York, the azure orbs of Miss Elsie Edwards were judged to be the eyes with the most “it”. 0, LITTLE TOWN OF SILVERDALE Covered h a blanket of snow, the little town of Silverdale provid- ed a picturesque setting, which would have delighted many artists. A veil of harmony and quiet seemed to encircle the entire village. Peace and good will reigned supreme in all homes and on the outside. The si- lent stars in the heavens appeared to be keeping watch as they shone upon the quaint little town and its 'T'was the Eve of Christmas, and the spirit of Christ- mas prevailed. There were excite- ment and gayety in the air. Homes and other buildings were decorated in keeping with the occasion, giving a grand effec Chimes rang out telling the story of Christmas. Peo- ple were going to and fro, walking briskly to keep warm. Others were on sleighs drawn by horses. Gay | chatter and laughter cut the solemn stillness. In the picture roamed a beggar fifé' and didn't care for anything or anyone. Remembering his past, he felt depressed, and tears coursed down his cheel By the end of the service, however, he had shaken off his spirit of dejection. At the close of the service he went out first. As others came out, he stood and watched them while they greeted one another and con-' versed for a time. Finally, all were wending their way homeward. The beggar, feeling an utter stranger. pulled his threadbare coat tighter, stuffed his hands into his pockets and moved on once more. Al- though he had no home and did not know from where his next meal would come, his heart was lighter. Not for a long time had he felt so much at peace as he did on this| | Christmas eve. As he centinued on ‘his-aimless way, he whistled a hymn | and to his mind came the words the minister had spoken at the close of | his sermon, “Peace on Earth, Gooc | Will to Men.” —Emma Ness, NO BASEBALL '36. | } looking man. He walked aimlessly along, stopping now and then. He gazed longing at homes, from which came peals of laughter. Creeping to the windows, he looked inside. What he saw only added to his desires to be inside instead of on the outs! looking in. Families were gathered around cozy firesides. Gifts were piled high under beauti- fully decorated trees. Children were opening some of their presents, let- ting out whoops of delight over them. A few parties were going in full sway. Some were spending & quiet evening, reading and playing garhes. The beggar continued on his way until he came to a church. A crowd was entering. From within came the strains of entrancing organ mus Spurred on by an unseen unknown urge, he went into the church. Fearing that someone would want him removed, he sunk into the pew nearest the door. Peo- ple looked at him curiously and pityingly, but no one made a move to remove him. Relieved, he gazed about him. The soft candle-light and restful music caused him to forget his troubles. The sermon filled him with renewed hope and |a more cheerful outlook upon life. Jumpers and swimmers to Berlin. | While the service continued, he be- gan reminiscing. He recalled Christmases when he was a lad. The customary gifts, many in number, parties, trees, din- ners, and sleighs were all a part of done everything for him. After he grew older, his parents died, and he started working. He married, but after two years of marriage his wife | passed away. The death of his wife | Of @fficers for A. L. 5936. | and the loss of his job, which soon | Masons urged to attend. By order Blakewell left the office and made | followed the loss of his wife, were of the W. M. the reasons for his present predic- ament. He had lost all interest in - AT OLYMPICS TOKYO, Dec Japan, the world’s s i baseball-playing na- tion, has decided not to send a dia- mond team to the Olympic Games at | Berlin next year. As a result of this the proposed Olympic baseball con- test, promoted by the American Am- | ateur Athletic Union and in which a Japanese all-star team was expected to meet an American amateur aggre- ‘gation, will be cancelled. The decision was reached by the Tokyo Six Universities League, the outstanding baseball organization of the country, which came to the conclusion that the privilege of | meeting the American stars in a sin- gle game, and an exhibition contest at that, since it would not figure in |the Olympic championship scoring, did not justify the expense of send- ing twelve or fifteen men some 20,- | 000 miles. Instead, the league will donate the | funds which were to be used for the baseball expedition to the general jfund to send Japanese runners, T GOODLAND, Kas.—After killing 40 | | rattlesnakes in his pasture this year, | | carl Borgman believes he cut off the | isupply at its source when he killed | two larger snakes and a family of 21. ‘ - G B G ATTENTION MASONS* Stated communication of Mt. Ju-| {neau Lodge, No. 147, F. & A. M,,| | Monday evening at 7:30. Elecnonf All| J. W. LEIVERS, l —ady. Secretary. | Leo Yo! “OIL FOR THE LAMPS u are invited to present this ccupon at the box effice of the Capitol Theatre and receive tickets for your- self and a friend or relative to see OF CHINA" As a paid-up subscriber of The Daily Alaska Empire Good only for current, offering Your Name May WATCH THIS SPACE AL Appear Tomorrow NP “JINGLE BELLS” | Sce Me Sometime.” So the (‘h}ld: en ‘ was Soda Jerk s | played with their gifts until “My | r e Very Good Friend the Milkman” | 1 o0 owoon™ wamer Bax- { . —— ci\me‘dv\hvn "hf‘:"f fl‘fil;l‘;‘?’i ‘:)11‘;1“17::‘ ter's first job was soda-jerking in 1t was “Three O'clock in the Morn- | papiara {&ew York.'His ‘cavect” andsl wtien ing,” while all the children were —Fletcher Brown, '37. | D¢ spilled & chocolate soda over a ‘Under a Blanket of Blues,” that x Tg X | woman’s white dress Santa Claus came “Over the River | = it and Through the Woods.” 1 Canaries which never heard an-| William Ged, the Scotchman who “ through the Night” he had been rid- other bird sing have learned spon- ' invented sterotyping, patented his ing over the “Continental” from tansously. nvention in 1725 A 42nd Street” to the “Biz Rock Can- ¥ ‘4 dy Mountains.” Du the pre- “ | gress of the trip there was an at- { tempted hold-up by “Ali Baba” * “About: a Quarter to Nine. 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