The Seattle Star Newspaper, June 8, 1914, Page 1

ILSON GAR DNER, The Star’s MORE THAN 45,00 HUERTA WANTS to ea’ face. There's sure a fortune If the newspapers have got It PAID COPIES DAILY ve his in It, right. VOLUME 16 What the Dickens is It All s Washington correspondent, analyzes the New Haven find The Star replete with other interesting features always better than the others—that’s our slogan! The Seattle Star The Only Paper in Seattle That Dares to Print the News NO. 90. SEATTLE, WASH MONDAY, JUNE 8, 1914, ONE CE railroad scandal for you on page 3 today. You’ll If you don’t read it regularly, you’re missing something. Always different, About? AS Ft EDITION WEATHER FORECAST—Show- ers tonight and Tuesday; rising temperature Tuesd: gentle southweat to weet wind ON THAINS AND NEWS RTANE LAW VS.LOVE! AND DEATH WINS Father Barred by Throat With a HE court had forbidden him to visit his home after his wife filed divorce suit ag The law decreed that he w son. But there is neither court rule out the love of parent for S. L. Dougias, Tt was a love that drove Douglas cut his throat with ‘ YOU OUGHTA BEEN AT STAR;:: OFFICE TODAY Mile. Mazie, . Champion Toe! Dancer, Does Leap From | Managing Editor’s Desk. LANDS ON " JN TOOTSIES| Tuesday Noon “Passing Show” Performer Will Go to Top of Postoffice. ‘The managing editor came fn with grouch this morning. ® But the rest of the crew were “dolled up” to kill and felt quite sociable. Even the editor of “The Town tn Review” column in The Pink for got about the bof! on the back of his neck and cheered up. The city editor had his new sum- mer suit on. The sporting editor had his hair fussed up in a new pompadour. “Vie” put on 4 new tie. The courthouse reporter looked) slickand clean shaven, and the po- lice reporter boasted a shine on his shoes. We Have a Visitor Even the cub reporter had a clea | collar on for the occasion “What the—" the M. E. be n. | “What's the celebration about” The enswer came in a chorus. | After the M. E. had left the of-| fice Saturday Ben Ketchum, man-| ager of the Moore theatre, dropped fn and promised to bring Mazie) King to The Star this morning to| give a private exhibition of her} wonderful toe-stepping, just to) prove to us that she’s there with | the goods. Mazie King, you know, fs the dancer featured in “The Passing Show of 1913," which begins at the} Moore tonight. | Hops Up on Top of Desk Mazie came in all right this morning, and in spite of the doc tors advice to give his neck # rest, “The Town in Review” man stretched his neck like sixty. So did everybody else. Mazie giided across the room, then hopped right up on top of the M. E.'s desk. And he never growled once. Mazie gave everybody a pleasant) “once over,” and even the M. E brightened up. Then she jumped to the floor and—landed on her tip-| toes! Yer, sir! never touched the| balls of her feet. She sure has| some wonderful tootsies Will Give Exhibition Mazie is going to give a public! exhibition at the postoffice tomor- row, Tuesday, at 12 noon She will tiptoe up the main steps! and up the three flights to the top! floor, then across, and down again.) Everybody is invited to see the stunt “ll be there with bells,” the police reporter. “Me, too,” said view” man. | “I always pass by the postoffice,” | said the M. E., “when I go for lunch.” sald The Town in Re-| WELCOME RIGGS FAIRBANKS, June 8.—Plans are under way for a “midnight sun” for tival here June 21, for the reception of Thomas Riggs, Jr. a member of the Alaska ehgineering commission, who will arrive on that date | PHEW! SEE THIS 38, loved hi Courts From See-| ing His Little Boy Pleads in Vain With Wife, Then Slashes His Razor. ainst him. as not to see his four-year-old nor law that child s boy a distracted father to suicide razor Sunday afternoon Husband and wife were unhappy leg their quarrel | d in the di vorce court. Pending the trial, the court had issued a restraining or can arbitrarily ad to keep Douglas from visiting his wife at Ha or child, Madison st. rank up his mother, Douglas, 906 13th av N., acter that he would meet her at Madison park for a day's outing. His mother waited for him. But Douglas never came. Douglas, on leaving his residence, 1610 16th av. N., turned his steps toward the home heal his boy. who were living | “Let me take him out for a tite walk,” he pleaded with his wife. “ aven't seen him for a long time.” Douglas cared nothing for the court Injunction, He only knew he loved his boy and he wanted him. But the mother refused. Was life worth living, then? Douglas didn't think so. ‘The details are immaterial. The police have the story that Douglas tried to throw his wife out of the window, and, failing, went to an- other room and slashed his wrist and throat with a razor. Dongias died at the City hospital without regaining consciousness. WHAT'S CUTEST THING YOUR BABE HAS EVER SAID? Editor The Star: We con sider this a rather cute joke of our baby’s. Maxine, age 3, was trying to entertain mother’s guests by showing them the family pic tures. On coming to one of herself when she was @ tiny baby taken with the family dog, someone asked her who it was, and the reply came rather siowly: “That's Bannigan and me when—whe was new. M. L. &., Robe, W. The Star is receiving doze of cute and clever sayings of young sters, probably none of which is as cute or as clever as the remark made by YOUR youngster. Send it in and let us all laugh with you. YOU'LL NOTICE EMPLOYERS HAD NO 10 CT. MEALS OLYMPIA, Wash., June Frank Nixon, the Raymond on dryman, who ate a $2.40 meal while advocating 10-cent meals for laun- dry girls at the recent conference here, apparently lacked the nerve to file that voucher with the state | auditor. At that, the vouchers that were | filed showed that the meals of the employers at the conference aver age 62% cents, while the employes charged the state only 35% centa The disinterested parties aver aged 53 cents a meal The individual meals ranged from 40 cents to $1.26 for the em. ployers and 10 cents to 50 cents for the employes WELCOME | HERE, 0, FAIRBEGUM! | Her Highness, the Begum of Bhopal State, India, may stroll the University of Washington campy next ar along with American ds and rah raha, PHILADELPHIA, June 8.—The hottest June & jn 24 years was pre- dicted for today. At 11 a, m., the mercury had climbed to 86 and was rising. | Information, and says she may take \ experience in a good school of the United States, Shé has written the registrar for | | Rebels boarding fiat car in Tampico for a sortie against federal troops with War Correspondent. Boalt fro eee the vicinity. Photo by Staff Photographer Durborou who went Vere ‘Crus'to Tampice, ~ one . easly BOALT IN CAMP WITH REBELS! Fighting to = Back Their Farms, They Tell Him By Fred L. Boalt TAMPICO, Mexico, Jure §& Terrible fellows are these rebels. ge thirsty and relontiess ban- dite. Yet when I wont among them | at the ol. Quartel, they rave me food When night came me a blanket And in the morning I joined with them in entertaining two pink-cheeked and bashful sailor Dutch man-o’-war in the river. We drank their black coffee— the Dutch boys and [—and poked their cigarettes beneath en which sald “Famar Prolbe.” 1 gave them the Englis: lation, “Smoking Forbidden, they managed it very well trans- ” and them “Rooken Verboden,” their tongues twisted and they roared with boisterous laughter over | thetr faflare. Then they posed for the cam. era, and ft was a pleasant game. They seemed more like amiable children than bandite—children playing at war with real rifles with belts heavy with real cartridges for toys. This, though, ils a mistaken Im pression. They are neither ban- awake and pursuing an Ideal. By and by there came to us a man from the north He had been a cowboy in Texas, and he «poke English Lean and worn and very old he was, but agile as any boy “We do not like this fighting,” he told me. “We are tired of it But we must go on and on fight ing, until Mextco belongs to the Mexicans. ‘L am a cattleman, senor, but most of these men about you are farm laborers. We are not Span jards, but Mexicans, and many of | us are full-blooded Indians. _“We want the land—the land they gave | boys who had strayed from the | But when the Dutch boys gave | dits nor children, but real men, | which wae our fathers’ and which was taken from them. But what | chance have we when only a few hold all the land, when estates run into the millions of acres, and when an A Ish or German land ow himself poor if hie estate is less than 25,000 acres? You have been told, senor, | that we fight because ft is an giving opportunitia. to fs a le! We knew when we enliste. tn | the constitutionalist army that | | | this was not like the revolutions that have gone before. . “We knew we were enlisting to fight to get back the land, so that | each man of us might have his little farm, to own it and work it, so that bis wife anc children might have good fooa and good clothes and an education. Well, senor aft Torreon, our chief. Car. | ranga, gave us some of the land | we had taken. You cannot know how glad we were. “It seemed to us that this was, ToRRo LETTERS READ IN COURT: RAPP DUCKS OUT CHICAGO, June §.—More of the | Rapp letters were read to the jury |today at the hearing of Mme. Br- |nestine Schumann-Heink'’s sult for | divorce from Wm. Rapp. Rapp's lawyer tried to have them excluded, but Judge Sullivan re- fused | Rapp's face turned a rich erim- son as the reading proceeded. Finally, as the crowd giggled, he surrendered ltogether and fled into the corrid A system of recording second of. elty course |Gordon and the hi no other m to jatl Chiet Griffiths today further ex plained his idea of stopping auto: |mobile speeding by in the str “Il wouldn't make them be,” he sald, “Just wnpety-bump to Bumpville, |fenders for auto speeding is being | inches | worked out at the city hall so Judge |short intervals attorney will|convenlence than to send| would placing bumps |speed would be abrupt} a run over here next fall for added |bumps, as the impression seems to|not be a good thing, as it would en- a wort of|able me to use th Ijurgent purposes,’ AT LAST! THEY'RE GOING T0 CHECK UP AUTO SPEEDERS |would have rises in the of about two roadway, placed at This would not In- careful drivers, nor wreck the machines of it speeders. It would Just remind them auto hitting those An bumps at a good ry uncomfortable to ride tn. “1 really cannot see why it would police for more | the fulfitiment of our dream. “We could not walt. We built little homes, and very soon the green things were springing from the ground that had been waste. “The time came to move on, and we did not want to go. It looked for a little while that the constitutionalist army would fall to pieces, so anxious were we to have farms and homes of our own. We were tired of fighting. “But our chief explained to us, through our officers, that the time of peace had not yet come t» Mex- “Though we had land, there were millions of other Mexicans | to the south who had none. | “So, when we understood thi we left our farms, though it w bard, senor, and took up again the southward marca. “Well, we have taken Tampico now. Soon Saltillo will fall; then San Luis Potosi; and, after San Luis Potosi—the capital! Then we shall have pcace in Mexico.” EVERY WOMAN OUGHT TO KNOW HOW TO SWIM. SAYS GIRL CHAMP yard event, tells something of the floes entailed py championship swimmini us woll aa the benefits enjoyed by health- outdoors exercise, Miss Brack hi ming only for the pa Brack, champion American woman swimmer in the 440, I gue: SAN FRANCISCO, Cal,, June & “Can IL tango? Must I retire early? Am I permitted to indulge in sweets? Does swimming make you thin? Does it preclude the po: | sibility of donning modern fashion? | 1s it really a grind or a recreation? |Can everybody swim and, if s0,| how and why don't they? “Well, well;” said Marguerite Marguerite Brack, Champion + Woman Swimmer, in the Water better answer your questions one at a time, | “Alas, there are those who like the tango; I'd rather swim. I've never felt that swimming has jinterfered with my other plans in life one bit “I swim because I think it’s great sport and I like it “Swimming more than any other exercise tends to an even development of ail the muscles. It supplies a foundation with which one may specialize in any form of athletics, “Among women It Is conced- ed that swimming tends more toward rounded development and grace than any other exer- cise. It helps you to breathe perfectly. Nothing makes your muscles strong and at the same time as soft and pliable. The person that pleasure—I don't me is always in physically | “When the day ts not too cold it |{s possible to remain in the water Ape 4 an indefinite length of time without bad effects,” owlms for excellent condition But | n overdoes it | MASSAGE PARLORS THRIVING Star Reporter Investigates Girls Against Whom Griffiths Com- plains in His. New License Plan. “Walk into my parlor,” said the spider to the fly. The fly, being foolish and fascinated, found himself fast in the net of the cunning spider, according to the story of the nursery book. There are parlors and parlors. Seattle is well supplied. There are plenty of “spiders,” too, if one may use so harsh a name. And appar | ently a never-falling abundance of foolish “flies. | Massage and beauty and manicure pariors,, | throughout the city Chief Griffiths has asked the city council to pass an ordinance putting such places under license, The chief says he wants to weed out the undesirables. The talk of license has caused no end of comment in the “parlors.” A Star reporter called on some of them Saturday afternoon. He got a Met of addresses from the “personal columns” of the daily papers. You'll find them there—a startlingly large number of such terse ads as this one: Mies Scandsq—Magnetic massage and beauty epectaliet, Select patron- Aas “Geniced— Viratory -rmaseage and scalp treatment. Vapor onde Alcohol rubs, salt glows and shampooing. Hotel ——, suite 14 and 14, An afternoon “massaging” around the city brings one many inter- esting experiences. Chief Griffiths hopes to weed out the undesirable places. % In compliment to the ladies of the massage laboratories, let it be said that when he attempts to mak: distinction between destrables id undesirables, he'll have a fine, large job on bis hands. The mag sage girls are a clever lot. The Star reporter confined his “beauty excursion” to the business sections of First, Second and Third aves. and Pike and Pine sts, Girls Found Smoking Cigarets Some of the women were frank and business-like. suspicious until satisfied with the appearance of the customer. Two or three girls smoked cigarets laconically. In some places there was talk that sounded oddly for a place of real business. “Gee, business is rotten,” admitted one girl who was sewing with another in their massage apartments, “Yes, thanks; I'll take a cig- aret.” The other girl preferred her own “makin’s.” She rolled a “pill” while they talked. “Any place to make the money goes with me,” she went on, “We closed up one place here when that Wireless paper came out with a spiel about the chief closing us all up. We waited a while to see what they were going to do. Now I see the chief's busy again. We'd sell out | cheap to anybody whojd come along. Py “Sorry; we never have any beer up here. We just can’t do ft. Nev er can tell when they're going to investigate you. “Better stick around, kid, and get a massage,” she said, when the reporter started to go. “Oh, well, if not today, some other time? Good- bye.” “Madame” Gets Her Orders “Come right in,” invited madame, who was chatting with her young- er assistant, in the parlors of another place. A nervous little Spitz dog, “Snookums,” } en ball, The younger assistant smiled. Everything looked lovely | We have to go kinda slow of late,” explained the madame, “You see, the church people are getting busy again, and the police have been after us. We had to take our ad out of the papers and our sign out of the window. Lieut. Dolphin ordered us to, but I don’t see any of the others doing it.’ A knock came at the door and madame peered out cautiously. “A gentleman to see you,” she sald, and the assistant left the room, er the talk was again interrupted and the reporter lef An- other gentleman waited at the end of a little hallw He was well dressed and looked steadfastly out of the window, eee ee snarled savagely at a wook “Tomorrow’s a Long, Dry Day” Ah! Mademoiselle Violet answered the knock at the next place, She was alone, She ushered the reporter into a bright reception room that led {nto a still brighter, prettier parlor, which, in fact, looked much like milady’s boudoir. | Mademoiselle smiled. What could she do for the gentleman? Two rows of pretty teeth flashed into view. A dark-purple gown—maybe it was some other color—a pretty, childish, oval face, bare arms, black eyes and blacker, wavy hair blend- ed into a picture that was nothing less than charming. Surely, an attractive place for a massage. Yes, she had just come to Seattle. She knew few people. It seem- ed a pleasant city. Another girl had been in the place before. Her customers would be mademoiselle’s if mademoiselle could get them. It was all in the business. Oh, yes, beer could be got from below, but mademoiselle must go herself for it. Not now, but later, She was so sorry the gentleman must leave, “Tomorrow,” smiled mademotselle, “will be a long, dry day, Why. not come back ‘then—and talk?” . The reporter sighed and hurried av She Hopes to Quit Before Lenk Miss Black was voluble. “I just want you to take a good look at my little parlors,” she said, “I’ve only been up here from Frisco for a month, and am getting on fine, T've been a widow five years, and my parents are dead. “My magnetic massage {s only $2, and I know you'll like it, I've never had any trouble with the police anywhere, I was in Frisco four years. It's very hard work, and you oan see the joints in my fingers are all stiff. I am investing in a little real estate and am going to quit this work pretty soon.” The reporter backed out of the door and hurried for fresh afr. | In some of the places one s actually asked to have a manieure or | massage—generally from the older: women. Some of the places were yndoubtedly legitimate enough, All the places SEEMED legitimate. | But one can never tell, Mrs. M. K, Miles, manager of the Santa Rita beauty shop, Liberty building, brought the situation to the notice of the city council in @ letter several days ago, She suggested a license system and the requir ing by the police of moral-character records from women engaged ia this business, Others were — for instance, thrive: ¢