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MRS COOLDGESEES FLEEFARMYGAME | THE WEEK “PAWNED” || usul f Pooplo Whose Very Being I A e e 8 Dy e Hikaing of Othezs. ? By FRANK L. PACKARD Author of “The Miracle Man,” “From Now On, ij’mll, 1922, by Pubdlic Ledger Company, Epiteme of Events Up te » November 10. FOREIGN. Swedish crown prince weds niece Can'a Husband Force His Wife to Obey Hith? The Woman Who Is Married to a Human Cash Poin- THIS BEGINS THE STORY. Hawkins, an old New York cabman, unable * to throw off his love of drink, pawns his little motherless daughter. Claire, to his old friend. Paul Venign. to be brought up without knowl: cdge of her real father until he can redeem his pledge by overcoming his weakness and redeeming himself. Twenty yea later, ® futile attempt made by a youn, unknpown White man o stow away on & passenger ship safling from Semoa, brings him under the keen obeervation of one of the passengers, ‘Wwho follows him ashore and astonishes him by revealing accul knowledge of bis former life, as a n Francisco youngster of wealth and good family, with one wet #pot—gam- bling. Persuaded by the tentative promise of a passage home fo relate the story of hin nderings since bis disappearance from San Francisco, the stranded youth tells of touchin the low s of life in a vain effort to fol low successfully the lure of chance. Satisfled that th ‘outh has no ecriminal 3 mysterious’ passenger draws up & " Whereby the younger man prwn himself body and soul into hi X iibert Tarman is the signature of the older man upon the written bond—a name kuown widely as the head of America’s wealthiest «huin of gambling houses. The youoger man writes his signature with native invisib) requiring the action of the salt sea water to bring out the simple nameJohn Brace. The - gambling house which © Rriee oisiott secret inspector. he plays (i1}, he Is broke, nd through the wanagement is Kiven a chance to pawn some valuables. The pawnbroker is A marvelonsly beautiful girl, AND HERE IT CONTINUES. CHAPTER 111 Sanctuary. AE car started off. It the corner. John looked around him. standing on precisely turned Bruce the same spot from which he had en-! tered the car. He had ben driven around the block, that was all! He caught his breath. Was it real? That wondrous face which, almost as though at the touch of some magi- clan’s wand, had risen before him out of the blackness! His blpod. afire, was leaping through his veins again. That face! He ran to the corner and peercd down the street. The car was per- haps 100 vards away—and 3 —John Bruce started following the car. Madne lips had’ set grim and hard. was she thaf prowled the night that bizarre traveling pawn Where did she live? Was it actually the Arabian Nights back again? He laughed at himself—not mirthfull: But still he ran on. The car was outdistancing him. Fool! For a woman's face! Even though it were a divine symphony of beauty! Fool? Love-smitten idiot? Not at ‘all! It was his job! Nice sound to that word in conjunction With that haunting memory of love- liness—job! The traveling pawn shop turned into 4th avenue and headed down- town. John Bruce caught the sound Of a street car gzong. spurted and swung breathlessly to the piatform of a car going in the same direction. Of course, it was his job! The ex- quisite Monsieur Henri de Lavergne was mixed up in this. “Hell!" The street car conductor stared at him. John Bruce scowled. He swore again—but this time under his breath. It brought a sudden wild, lunreasonable rage and rebellion, the thought ;that there should be any- thing, even of the remotest nature, between the glorious vision in that car and the mincing, silken-tongued manager of ‘Larmon’'s gambling hell. ‘But there was, for all that, wasn't there? How else had she come there? Tt was the usual thing, waan't 1t? And—beware of the con- ductor! The warning now appeared to be very apt! And how well he had profited by A fool chasing a siren’s beauty! 1is face grew very white, John Bruce,” he whispered to him- self, “if I could get at you, I'd pound your face to pulp for that!” He leaned ‘out from the platform. The traveling pawn shop had in- greased its speed and was steadily leaving the street car behind. He looked back in the opposite direction. The street was almost entirely deserted as far as traffice went. The only vehicle in sight was a taxi bowling along a block in the rear. He laughed out again harshly. The gonductor eved him suspiciousiy. John Bruce dropped off the car, and planted himself in the path of the oncoming taxi. Call it his job. then, if it pleased him! He owed it to Larmon to get to the bottom of this, How extremely logical he was! The transaction in the traveling pawn shop had been so fair-minded as almost to exonerate Monsieur Henri de Lavergne on the face of it, and if it had not been for a_ certain vision therein, and a fire in his own veins, and a fury at the thought that even her acquaintance with the gambling manager was profanity, he could have heartily applauded Mon- in it! sieur Henri de Lavergne for a unique | and original The taxi bellowed at him, hoarsely indignant. John Bruce stepped neatly to one | side—and jumped on the footboard. Here, you! What do you mean?’ shouted the chauffeur. “You—" “Push your foot on it a little,” said John Bruce calmly. “And don’t lose sight of that closed car ahead.” “Lose sight of nothin’!" yelled the chauffeur. “I've got a fare, an'—" “I hear him,” said John Bruce com- posedly. He edged in beside chauffeur, and one of the crisp new $50 bank notes passed into the lat- ters possession. “Keep that car in sight, and don't make it hopelessly obvious that’ you are following it. T'll attend to your fare.” - He screwed around in his seat. An_ elderly, gray-whiskered gentle- man, a patently irate gentleman, was pounding furiously on the glass nel. P%We should be turnin’ down this street we're just passin’,” grinned the chauffeur. P Bruce lowered the panel. ’hat's the meaning Of this undered the fare. R Very sorry, sir’ sald John Bruce respectfully. “A little detéct- ive business.” He coughed. It was Iy quite true. 53fnae:zm, “The occupants of that car ahead got away from me. Wwant to arrest one of them. I'm very Sorry to put you to any inconven- jence, but it couldn’t be helped. There was no other way than to com- mandeer your taxi. It will be only for a matter of a few minutes. “It's preposterous!” spluttered the fare. “Outrageous! I—T'll “Yes, sir,” said John Bruce. “But there was nothing else 1 could do. You can report it to headquarters, of_course.” ed the panel. -}v}:.yd‘;:p_noz PoGaid the chauffeur, with his tongue in his cheek. “Any fiy cop that ever got his mitt on a whole $50 bill all at one time couldn’t bo pried loose from it with & crow- P21t lets you out doesn't it?" in- auired John Bruce pl gantly. “Now ¥ ou earn it. T eamm 10 sald the chauffeur with unction. “You leave it to me, oss! o W quarry, In the shape 3t the traveling pawn - shop, - directed it way into the heart of the East Side Presently it turned into a hiving, narrow street, where hawkers with thelr pushcarts in the light of flaring, epitting _gasoline banjos were doing a thriving business. The two cars Went more slowly now. There was very little room. The taxi almost up- set @ fish vender's wheeled emporium. The _vender was eloquent—ervently 80, But the chauffeur's eyes, after an impersonal and -indifferent glance at the other, returned to the car ahead. The taxi continued on its , trailing fifty yards in the rear of the Graveling pawn shop. At the end of the block the car abead turned the cormer. As the taxi, in turn, rounded the corner, John Bruce saw that the traveling pawn shop was drawn up before a small building that was nested in between two tenements. The blood quickened in his pulse. The girl had n ! He was | the | His voice became | i | alighted and was entering the small building. “Hit it up .a little to the next corner, turn it, and let me off there,” directéd John ,Bruce. “1 get you!" said the chauffeur. The taxi swept past the car at the curb. Another minute and it had swung the next corner and was slow- ing down. John Bruce jumped to the ground before the taxi stopped. ‘Good-night!" he called to the chauf- feur. He waved his hand debonairly at the scowling whiskered visage that Wwas watching him from the interior of the cab, and hurriedly retraced his way back around the corner. The traveling pawn shop had turn- ed and was driving away. John Bruce mednmu'rtlh his pace and saun- ng the streef. He smiled half grinningiy. half co entedly to himself. The “trip to Persia” had led bim a little farther afield than Mon- leur Henri de Lavergne had per- Paps counted on—or tian he. John Bruce, himself had, cither! But he knew now where the most glorious woman he had ever 'seen in his life lived, or. at least, was to be found again. No, it wasn't exaetly the moon! To him, she was exactly that. { And he had not seen her for the last time, either! That was what he was here for, though he wasn't so mad as to risk, or, rather, invite an affront to begin with by so bald an act as to go to the front door, say and ring the bell—which would b tantamount to informing her that he had—er—played the detective from the moment he had left her in the car. Tomorrow, perhaps, or the next day, or whenever fate saw fit to be in"a kindly mood, a meeting that possessed all the hallmatks of be- ing quite inadvertent offered him { high hopes. Later, if fatesstill were kind, he would tell her that he had followed her. and what she would be thoroughly justified in miscon- struing now, she might then accept as the tribute to her that he meant it to be—when she knew him better. John Bruce was whistling softly to himself. He was passing the house now, his scrutiny none the less exhaustive be- cause it was apparently casual. It was a curious little two-story place tucked awey between the two flank- ing tenements, the farther one of | which alone separated the house from the corner he was approaching. Not tored on alo: [ house. Yes, it was quite a curious place! Although curtains were on the lower front windows, indicating that it was purely a dwelling, the | windows themselves were of ab- | normal size, as though, originally | perhaps,” the ground floor had once i been a shop of some kind. from a comparatively deserted street found himself among the venders’ pushcarts and the sputtering gaso- {line jorches again. He skirted the {side of the tenement that made the corner. discovered the fact that a lane cut in from the street and ran | past the rear of the tenement, which he mentally noted must likewise run ipast the rcar of the little house that was now so vitally interesting to him—and halted on the opposite side of the lane to survey his surround- ings. Here a dirty and uninviting cafe attracted his attention, which, if its dingy sign were to be believed, was run by one Palasco Ratti, a-gentle- man of parts in the choice of wines | which he offered to his patrons. John | Bruce surveyed Palasco Ratti's po- | tential clientele—the street was full of it: the shawled women, the dark- visaged, earringed men. little to himself. No—probably not the half-naked children who sprawled in the gutter and crawled among the pushearte’ wheels! How was it that she should ever have come to live in a neighborhood to which the desig- | natlon “foreign.” as”far as she :was 1 ooncerned, must certalnly apnly in | particularly full measure? It was strange that she—— John Bruce's mental soliloquy came to an abrupt end. Half humorously. half grimly his eves were riveted on |the pushcart at the curb directly {opposite to him, the proprietor of which dealt in that brand of confec- tion so much in favor on the East Side—a great slab of candy from which, as occasion required, he cut slices with a large carving knife. A brown ‘and grimy fist belonging to a {tot of a girl of perhaps eight or nine years of age, who had crept‘in under the pushcart, was stealthily feeling its way upward behind the vender's back, its objective being ob- viously, a generous plece of candy that reposed on the edge of the push- cart. There was a certain fascina- tion in watching - developments. It { was quite immoral, of course, but his | sympathies were with the child. It {was a gamble whether the grimy little hand would close on the cov- eted prize and disappear again vi torious, or whether the vender would turn in time to frustrate the raid. The tot's hand crept nearer and nearer ite goal. No one, save himself, of the many about, appeared to no- tice the little cameo of primal in- stinct that was on exhibition be- fore them. The small and dirty fin- gers touched the candy, ‘closed on it, and were withdrawn—but were with- drawn too quickly. The chfld, at the psychological moment under stress of excitement, eagerness and probably a wildly thumping heart, had failed in finesse. Perhaps the paper that cov- ered the surface of the pushcart and on which the wares were displayed rattled; perhaps the sudden move- ment in itself attracted the vender's attention. The man whirled and made a vicious dive for the child as she darted out from between the wheels. And then she screamed. ‘The man had hit her a brutal clout | across the head, | ““John Bruat straightened suadenly, |a Qull red creeping from his set jaw |to his cheeks. Still clutching the |candy in her hand, the child was | running blindly and in terror straight toward hirl. The man struck again, | and the child staggered. and, reel- ing, sought sanctuary between John Bruce's legs. A bearded, face in pursuit loomed up before him —and John Bruce struck, struck as he had once struck bafore on a white moon-flooded deck when a man, a | brute beast, had gone down before him—and the vender, screaming shrilly, | 18y kicking in pain on the sidewalk. 1t had happened quickly. Not one, | probably, of those on the street had | caught the details of the little scene. And now the tiny thief had wriggled through his legs, and with the mag- nificent irresponsibility of childhood had darted away and was lost to sight. It had happened quickly—but not so quickly as the gathering to- gether of an_angry, surging crowd around John Bruce. Some one in the crowd shrieked out above the clamor of voices: “He kill-a Pletro! Kill-a da dude!” 1t was a firebrand. John Bruce backed away a little— up against the door of Signor Palasco Ratti's wine shop. Adglance showed him that, with the blow he had struck, his light overcoat had: be- come ‘loosened, and that he was fiaunting an immaculate and gleam- ing shirt front in the faces of the crowd. And between their Pietro with a broken jaw and an intruder far too well dremsed to please their fancy, the psychology of the crowd became the psycholegy of a mob, The firebrand took. “Kill-a da dude!” It was echoed in_chorus—and then a: rush. It flung John Bruce heavily against the wine shop door, and the dqor crashed inward—and for a moment he was down, and the crowd, lke a snarling wolt pack, was upon him. And then the massive shoulders heaved, and he shook them off and was on his feet; and all that was primal, elemental in the man was dominant, the mad glorying in strite upon him, and he struck right and left with blows before which, again and again, & man went down. But the rush still bore him back- ward and the doorway was black and jammed with reinforcements con- stantly poucing In. Tables crashed to the floor, chairs were overturned. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a whit-mustached Italian leap upon the counter and alternately wavd his Mhons | & light showed from the front of the | John Bruce turned the corner, and | He smiled a | of British monarch at London. care declired unmoved:as support wanes. Looting and rioting continue lat Berlin. Bulgarian government ac- cepts conditions of reparation laid dowd by Jugoslavia for attack on Col. Kratitch, military attache. Re- parations commission at Paris de- cldes to comply with Germany's re- quest for a hearing® if experts’ parley plan falls through. Barring of crown prince from Germany to be demanded. Bavarian revolt fails, Ludendorff and Hitler prisoners of troops. NATIONAL. Lloyd George, former premier of Great Britain, sails on Mafestic from New York, after triumphant tour of { American cities, In Memorlam wins | from Zey and My Own, favoztes in ace at Latonia, Investization of Forbes' Vetérans' Bureau manage- {ment continues. Three thousand | aliens at New York face deportation, jas quotas are filled. Admiral Moffett { bans speed contests by aviators, after | records are smashed at 274 mlles per {hour. Philip E. Fox, editor of Night Hawk, shoots Capt. W. S. Coburn at | Atlanta. Many dead in mine ex- i plosion at Charleston, W. Va. Eleven | prisoners_escape from Arlington county, Va., jail. Democrats elect governors ih Kentucky, Maryland and Mississippi. DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA. Gen. Bandholtz retires as com- mander of the district of Washington. ! Bladensburg road to be resurfaced. Annual “mum” show at Department {of Agriculture _attracts thousands. Commissioner Bell outlines city”" engineering needs, for five-year period. District officials declare more | policemen, not regulations, needed to { control traflic here, in answer to Seuator BaM's plan to completely change traffic system of National Capital. +Tablet marking first site _0{ Post Office Department in the Dis- tri unveiled. Jewish community nter drive started. Noteholders ek reorganization of the Washing- ton-Virginia Rallway Company. Mrs. “alvin Coolldge aids in tree planting at Lincoln Memorial. President Coo! idge isshed Thanksgiving pro tion. Thirty-eighth anniversary con- gress of Salvation Army held. Wil- liam Mather Lewis inaugurated presi- |dent of George Washington Univer- sity, following reception at City Club. apt. Samuel C. Gwynne, Army Med- ical Corps, is acquitted on charges of malpractice by general court-mar- tial. Racial protest halted by police Bloomingdale section. Police board exonerates Lieut. O. T. Sergt. James E. McQuade, 3 . Bauer and Pvt, Wil- ltam H. Verm!ilion. Spectacular fires gut two warehouses here with losses near half a million dollars. BISHOP WOULD DISARM FORTS ON MEXICAN LINE Br the Associated Pres. NEW YORK, November 10.—Dis- armament of United States Army forts along the Mexican border and the cubstitution of military police and airplane patrol was advocated by Bisnop William_P. Thirkield, repre- senting the * Methodist Episcopal Church_ in Mexico, in an address be- fore the New York Association of Congregational Churches last night Bishop Thirkield said gave little protection against bandit depredations or illegal immigration. HEAVY FRUIT SHIPMENTS. SAN FRANCISCO, November 10.— Shipments of deciduous fruit from California to eastern points up to No- vember 2 totaled 58.177 carloads, ac- cording to the California Fruit Dis- tributors’ Association. Thix is an in- crease of approximately 15,000 car- loads over last year. Of the total, 41,000 cars contained grapes, 6314 | pears and 5,240 plums. | | | | arms and wring his hands together frantically. “For the mercy of God screamed—and then his voice added to the din a flood of Impassioned Italian. It was Signor Palasco Ratti, probably. g, John Bruce was panting now, his {breath coming in short, hard gasps. It was not easy to keep them in front of him, to keep his back free. He i caught the glint of knife blades now. He was borne back foot by foot, the space widening as he retreated from the door, giving room for more to come upon him at the same time. | A knife blade Jumged at him. He evaded it—but another glittering in the ceiling light at the same in- stant, flashing a murdeYous arc in its downward plunge, caught him, and, before he could turn, sank home.. A yell of triumph went up. He feit no pain. Only a sudden sick- ening of his brain, a sudden weakness that robbed his limbs of strength, and he reeled and staggered, fighting blindly now. And then his brain cleared. He flung a quick glance over his i shoulder. Y¢s, there was one chance. Only one! And in another minute, with another knife thrust, it would | be too late. He whirled suddenly and raced down the length of the cafe. In the moment's grace earned through surprise at his sudden action, he { xained a door he had seen there, and threw himself upon it. It was not fastened, though there was a key in the lock. He whipped out the key, plunged through, locked the door on the outside with the fraction of a second to cpare before they came battering upon it—and stumbled and fell headiong out into the open. It was as though he were lashing his brain into action and virility. It kept wobbling and fogging. Didn't the befogged thing understand that his life was at stake! He lurched to his feet. He was in a lane. In front of him, like great looming the man snarling | shadows, shadows that wobbled, too, he saw the shapes of two tenements, and, like an inset between them, a small house with a light gleaming in the lower window. That was where the vision lived. Only there was a fence between. {Sanctuary! He lunged toward the fence. He had not meant to—to make a call tonight—she—she might have misunderstood. But in a sec- ond now they would come swooping around into the lane after him from the gtreet. He clawed his way to the top of the fence, and because his strength was almost gone, fell from the top of the fence to the ground on the other side. And now he crawled, crawled with what frantic haste he could, because he heard the uproar from the street. And he laughed. The kid was prob- ably munching her hunk of candy now. Queer things—kids! Got her candy—happy—— He reached up to the sill of an open window. clawed his way upward, 28 he had clawed his way up the fence, straddled the sill unsteadily, clutched at nothingness to save him- self, and toppled inward to the floor of the room. s A yell from the head of the lane, a cry from the other end of the room, spurred him to final effort. He galned his feet, and swept his hand, wet ~with blood, acroi his eyes. That was the vision there running to- ward Rim ,wasn't it?—the wonderful, glorious vision! “Pardon me!” said John Bruce in a sing-song voice, and with a desperate effort reached up and_pulled down the wi dqow shade. i{:‘ lrle‘?‘ to emile. “‘Queer—queer ngs—kids— aren’t they? She—she just ducked out from under.’ The girl was staring at him wildly, her hands tightly clasped to her ‘bosom.y . “Pardon me!” whispered John Bruce thiokly. -He couldn’t see her any more, just a multitude of objects whirling like a kaleidoscope before his eyes. “She—she got the candy. said John Bruce, attempting to smile gain—and pitched unconscious to he floor. B (To be continued tomorrow.) the forts|( to a moving picture show, when he h DOROTHY DIX. turned. upstairs and put on twice as much r a nice moral in that story, Rudolph. virtue, not a vice. amiable, and more agreeable to 1 theater, and gets some outside divers the house, and #ho gets dull, and stu with the outside world. her, you have only to tenderness. Make her know that if you could, and that it grieves and will be satisfied. It is because they their sacrifices, and don't care wheth. women out of ten are dissatisfied It is easy diplomatically. But you can't drive unless she wants to. DEAR MISS DIX make up for .. = recreation at all. I am just as good is just as good to his family, only Is there anything I can do about it, instead of a cash register? Answer—I suppose 4 woman w husband's business ought to conside will not be called upon to endure a from her. But that is small comfort who wants his companionship, and t biggest game in the world, playing wits and his skill, and his luck, agal nothing else really brings any thrill He neglects his wife. not know how to spend. That is the turn out so badly, and why so many restless, and discontented. There is no way to wean a man from his fleshpots. ‘The only thing t! children. EAR MISS DIX—I am twenty-fou saved up and a good steady job. visiting for the mother refuses to give her consent. not belong to her social set. Further give her up. Just bepatient. If the girl's m: the marriage than that you do not kn tion will not last long, Mothers haven't much cha: are sentimental, and sooner o 1 affair. T later t If the girl loves you, and her m prejudice for opposing the match, sh doesn’t love you enough to take her. As for her bein, risk that danger. |Danny Meadow Mouse Does the Wise Thing. Blind action often will, ai For pure wisdom often pass. —O0id Mother Nature. Danny Meadow Mouse was very, very far indeed from the Green Meadows, where he had lived ali his life. He didn't know this, but he knew he was in a strange place. The fact is, he was in the middle of a great, bare parade ground where sol- diers were drilled. The great man- tird, as he called the airplane which had brought him there, had landed in the very middle of that great parade ground. As Danny looked about him there wasn't a stick or a =tone to be secn. There was nothing under which a frightened little Meadow Mouse could hide. It was still bright daylight and Danny ran back under the airplane. o) ED HIS HEAD OUT TO GET HI;;C?’!"‘HER PIECE JUST_AS THE AVIATOR LOOKED INTO THE MACHINE. + was shady there and he didn't feel c‘]\llte 80 lriyghlenerl he did out in the light. Several times Danny start- ¢# to run across that great open place, but each time fear drove him back before he had gone more than a few feet, You see, he knew that If an enemy should see him he would have ance at all. MA?:er a while Danny realized that he was very, very hungry. Me had eaten nothing since early that morn- iag, fqr he had been too frightened to eat, low he felt that he just had to have food. But as far as he could see there wasn't even a blaie of grass. Then Danny remembered the fcast he had had in that man-bird, the feast that had caused all his present trou- ble. There was stil] some of that In fact, there was & whole jome of it,” sald Damny to o7 simply have got to have food. haps the best place. for me, after all, is inside there until dark. -Then 1 may be able to get across this awful bare space.” & $ 'rsstmnnyplcumblod back up into the airplane again. That sandwich was lying right where he ‘had last seen it. ny dragged 't over close to the door of the tiny cupboard in which he had hidden during that strange, long ride. Then with his head !Il% out of the crack made by that slightly open little door he be- an to feast. With every mouthful e felt better. Never had food tasted 50 good. Ygu see, for such a little fellow Danny had been without focd for a long time. EAR MISS DIX—I want to ask you three questions. compel his wife not to use rouge and powder, which he hates? Second—Can a husband prevent his wife from going three times a week = enough to manage a wife, husband is a_business man. heart are centered on his work. He never babies—never wants to go to church, club, theater, movies, or take any . Iie neglects his children. his conscience by giving them the money that he has with interest, and try to be father and last fifteen months, to be my wife. against marriage, and made her afraid to ri: How can I make her see things and you can wear it down by your persi a chance, € afraid of marriage, pooh! (Copyright, 1923.) BEDTIME STORIES Register—Social Standing Versus Love. Can a husband as forbldden her to go at all? Third—How can a husband stop his wife from nagging him about giving her fine clothes, which he cannot give her, as he earns only $35 a week? RUDOLPH. Answer—There {8 no way you can make your wife obey you, Rudolph. except by moral suasion. Iif she will not do what you want her to do because she loves you, and wants to please you, you can't make her do it by forece. Perhaps you are wrong in your point of view, anyway. It seems to me that a man whose wife has no worse faults than using rouge and going to the movies has drawn a capital prize in - the matrimonial lottery. Maybe the reason that your wife uses rouge is because she wants to enhance her good looks, and make herself more attractive in your eyes. Db you know the old story about the man who, when his wife came downstairs with a lovely handmade complexion, said, “Madam, g0 upsiair; and wash that rouge off your face. The obedient wife did so, and re- The husband gave one look at her and then said, “Madam, go ouge as you had on before.” Think it over. There's As for your wife going to the movies three times a week, that is a Any woman In the world is more entertaining, more with who goes to the movies, and the jon, than is the one who stays put in pid, and nervous from lack of contact To keep your wife from nagging you about the things you can’t give the things she lacks with love and ou would give her the whole world hurts you because you can’t, and she think that their husbands don’t notice er they have things or not, that nine Rudolph, it you go about it ‘em, and you can’t make one obey you DOROTHY DIX. His whole mind and ems to enjoy home, wife or to him as I know how to be, and he he seems to have no fnterest in us, for I would love to have a_husband WIFE. ho has no more deadly rival than a r_herself fortunate, for she, at least, scandal and have her children taken to the wife who loves her man, and o have somebody to play about with. And there is no real help for th he situation, because the man who is obsessed by his business to the exclusion of h's family comes to be nothing but a gambler absorbed by the gambler's passion. He is sitting in at the for the highest stakes, matching his inst the biggest men in his line, and to his breast. And he tries to square made, and that he does reason why rich men's childran often rich men's wives are so forlorn and wi N th the money-making mania away e wife can do is to fill her own life mother both to her half-orphaned - DOROTHY DIX. © years old, and have a little money I have asked a girl whom I have been She said “yes,” but her The only reason she gives is that I do more, she has poisoned the girl's mind sk it. I love this girl, and can't in a different light? DISLIKED. reason to oppose nows, her opposi- tence. other has no better 10w the people she k nce to win out against Cupid. Besides, women hey succumb to the romance of a love other can g e will marr. you ive no real reason, except ¥ _you anyhow, %ind if she are fortunate not to get All girls are willing to DOROTHY DIX. By Thornten W. Burgess. I [that he didn't hear footsteps ap- Droaching. "It was the aviator who had guided that machins there. He had come back to do some work on the man-bird. Danny had pulled the little piece of bread crust inside the cupboard and had eaten it there, He noked his head out to get anothor piece just as the aviator looked into ihe machine. They saw each other at the same instant. Danny dacted back into the tiny cupboard, “Well! Well! Well! I must havc had a passenger and didn't know ft!" ex- claimed the aviator. “That Mouse must have gotten in back there where I started in the Green Meadows. I wonder what he thought of his ride. Tll see if I can't keep him.” He reached over and closed the litrle door of the tiny cupboard. Danny Meadow Mouse was a prisoner. Then * Danny wished he hadn't | climbed back into that big man-bird. But really he had done the wise thing. He didn't know it. but he had done the wise thing. He was safe there, whereas he wouldn't have been safe at all if he had tried to cross that Breat, bare, open space. ———— RECORD HIGH PRICE PAID FOR GUTTENBERG BIBLE Copy of First Book Printed From Movable Type Sold for Nearly $60,000. NEW YORK, November 10.—A record high price for a Guttenberg Bible, the first book printed from movable type, was paid yesterday, when Carl H. Pforzheimer, broker and collector of rare manusctipts, bought, for slightly less than $60,000, the copy known as the Mazarin Bible, once included in the library of Cardinal Masarin. e e PROTESTS RAILWAY MERGER. PHILADELPHIA, November 10.— Philadelphia dity ‘council has pasged a resolution protesting against the proposed merger of the Philadeiphia and Reading railway with the New York Central railroad. The resolu- tion, a_copy of which will be sent to the Interstate Commerce Commie- sion, stated that such a consolidation would tend to cripple the shipping facilities of the oity. . Say “‘Bayer”’- Insistl | For Colds Headache Neuralgia =~ Rheumatism Lumbago Pain, Pain Accept only “Bayer” package which contains proper directions He was so busy stuffing himself i | i | | ENGLISH ELM—ULMUS CAMPESTRIS. The tree illustrated is undoubtedly one of the finest institutions in our city—a city of institutions. It im- presses the tree Jover strongly (and all of us are tres lovers) as a tree of vitality, of power and elegance of form, a tower of grace and dynamics, truly a royal tree and one | that the great race of "trees could well claim for its own and proudly say, “This is one of us." There may be larger trees, there may be trees with single features sur- passing in perfection this one, but how can there be a tree more beau- tifvl than this, more majestic and more lovely? This ‘English elm is growing just east of the Capitol, opposite the wing of the House of Representatives. Just north of this tree is a good specimen of the American elm, the two elms in striking contrast, the American tree displaying its inverted .cone foliage and graceful arching limbs, the Euro- peantree displaying a imore nearly oak-like structure, yet distinctive from the oak and with greater loveli- ness and beauty of outline, than any oak yet produced—this by no means disparaging the oaks. This is the common elm of Europe, ' where it is held in high esteem both for its timber and its beauty. It is a much-mentjgned tree in the litera- ture of the cofffinent from Homer and Virgil down. “On! to be in England, April's there! Whoever wakes in England sees some morning, unaware That the lowest boughs and brushwood sheaf Round the elm trec hole are in tiny eaf.” now that the —Browning. In Boston there are splendid speci mens fully 150 years old, for it is a tree that was introduced in the New England colonies at a very early date. | One advantage of this tree over our |native elm is that in October and | November it retains its dark green | leaves long after those of the Ameri- ‘Vt-an tree have vellowed and fallen. Then they turn a bright yellow and the winds carry them back to mother | eartn. It is a rapid grower, easily reach- ing a height of ninety feet or more, with a stout, erect trunk continuing | nearly to the top and with heavy, crooked branches forming a large, {oblong head. This head is often | massed in two sections, the upper one | the larger. The leav are nilar to those of the American el though very rough the under side. ‘There_a others of this splendid |elm in Washinngton, as on_the south side of H street northwest from Mad- ison to 16th street, and there are some |along Pennsylvania avenue opposite | the White House. [HEART BALM PAYMENT L] Woman Revenue Collector at CM-‘ cago Rules on Breach of ‘ Promise Case. By the Associated Press. CHICAGO, November 10.—Money paid as damages in breach of promise ac-| | tions 1s not a taxable asset of the re- | tipient, and is free from income tax | payment, according to Mrs. Mabel G. | Reinecke, collector of internal revenue. | A promise to marry is a persan.:l right not susceptible of any anprnls-l‘ {in relation to market value, and pay- | ments in compromise of invasion of | such right do not constitute taxable | assets, Mrs. Reinecke say Other Notables Also in At- tendance at Baltimore - Foot Ball Contest. | Speclal Dispatch to The Star. BALTIMORE, Md., November 10. Mrs. Calvin Coolidge, wife of Presi- dent Coolidge, will visit EBaltimore, again this afternoon, leading another group of notables from the Capital for the Fleet-Army foot ball game. Mrs. Coolidge will skip quietly into the stadium, as she did at the Prince- ton-Navy gam- two weeks ago, It w learned, although no official announce- ment has been received here. Secre- tary of War Weeks and Assistant Secretary of the Navy Roosevelt also will occupy boxes. Accompanying the cabinet officer will be officials of executive depart- ments of both Army and Navy. They will be the luncheon guests of the mayor's reception committee before sitors may remain here for the street carnival to be held tonight A big portion of the downtown busi- ness section has been set aside for the affair and merchants have spent thousands of dollars in decorations along the route of the carnival. Bands employed by the merchants will parade the streets. Impromptu parades will be formed to add “pep’, to_the antics of the revelers. ¢ The vanguard of the Atlantic scout- ing fleet arrived in the inner harbor sterday. Early this morning the Arkansas flagship of the fleet, docked and a few hours later some fifty vessels were riding at anchor in the harbor and the 8,000 men and 400 officers of the | fleet were moving toward the stadium CONVICT IS CAPTURED. RBADING, Pa., November 10.—Fran- cis J. Flynn, alias “Pork.” one of the four escaped convicts who made a spectacular dash for freedom at the Eastern penitentiary last Monday night, was captured here. PIMPLES FEET AND LIBS Itched and Burned and Were Very Painful, Cuticura Heals. e ity “Small pimples broke out all over my feet and limbs. They spread and developed 75 3/ = into large, sore erup- tions that itched and I could hardly sleep. The eruptions bothered me for about @ month. read an advertisement for Cuticura Soap and Ointment and purchased some. I could seea great differerice, and after using two cakes of Soap and two bozes of Ointment I wos healed.” (Signed) Miss Gladys Hayes, Tate, Georgia. Rely on Cuticura Soap, Ointment and Talcum to care for your skin. Sampias Proe b7 Matl. dAroms: “Oytioura Laver- whece’ Soup'toe. O et Sandsie. Taicum Be. IS Cuticura Soapshaves without mrug. - Qhe .llnal/u’muus Choice i THE AMERICAN OIL CO. Wa.rhiugfon Plant—SOUTH WASHINGTO *ATLANTIO GARAGE 109 Gth St. N.W. CONGRESSIONAL GARAGE Penna. Ave. S.E. H. F. DOUGLAS FILLING STATION 1128 20th St. N.W. DRISCOLL GARAGE 124 B St. N.W. EDWARDS MOTOR SERVICE CO. 12th and Rhode Island Ave. N.E. GREY STONE SERVICE STATION 11th and Rbode Island Ave. N.W. ... JOE INOFF 1401 Pemne. Ave. S.E. MARVEL CARBURETOR SALES CO. 2120 14th St. N.W. MARYLAND AVE. FILLING - STATION 14th and Maryiand Ave. N.E, MT. PLEASANT GARAGE, 2424 18th St. N. W, ‘MAZZULLO BROS.- ‘Nicholas Ave. and W St. S.K. MOTOR TIRE COMPANY 2715 Pemna. Ave. N.W. ' , VA—PHONE MAIN 6222 General Offices: Baltimore, Md. Washington Dealers Now in a Position to Serve You Amoco-Gas LORD BALTIMORE FILLING STATIONS, INC. No. 1, 910 Pa. Ave. N. W—No. 2, 609 E. St. N.W. NORTHEAST AUTO SUPPLY CO. (Grimti’s Filling Station) Baltimore Boulevard above H St. N.E, SUPERIOR MOTOR SALES, 9th and Rhode Island Ave. N. UNGER MOTOR CO. Rear 1110 15th St. N.W. ® WASHINGTON ACCESSORIES CO. 17th and L Sts. N.W. J. B. SIMPSON 8 Cedar St., Takoma Park R. T. SELBY. Just above Cabin John Bridge, Md. BETHESDA GARAGE Bethesdn, Md. MONTGOMERY GARAGE Rockville, Md. DONALD BOWIE (7th St. Pike) Norbeck, Md. R. P. SOPER Olney, Md. ONTARIO GARAGE 1700 Kalorama Rd. NW. COTTAGE CITY AUTO STATION Cottage City, Md. “TOM” GARRISON Hyattsville, Md RIVERDALE GARAGE ‘Riverdale, Md. PARK GARAGE , College Park, Md. CAPITAL TRAIL GARAGE Berwyn, Md. W. E. WILLS NATIONAL HIGHWAY GARAGE Beitsville, Md. FORESTVILLE GARAGE Forestville, Md. BUCK’S GARAGE (W. R. Buck) Upper Mariboro, Md. SLOCOMB BROS. Mt. Vernon Ave., Del Ray, Va. MARYLAND GARAGE & MACHINE 3 COMPANY Silver Spring, Md. (More as Necessary Tank InstaZlations Are Completed)