The Seattle Star Newspaper, October 11, 1920, Page 9

& SEATTLE FOLKS STILL LIEVE The answers to the question: tN LOVE BY CYNTHIA GREY “TIs.there no such thing as has come out flatly and pe?” have been varied, but no one oldly and proclaimed from the housetops that he or she lidn’t believe in love—they have all dwelt on some particular ase of love. " Tridon, the great scientist, who recently stated that love simply a fetish, merely a childish habit, would find nary follower in Seattle, if the letters received are a fair sample ye opinion. ’ . _ If you haven't ty ne your views yet on this subject it ing are some more letters: Dear Miss Grey: I have never written to you before, altho have often wished to thank you kes the help you have given work, in your question “What is love?” id in the answers that are being sent in,‘altho sorry that It is written “God is not yet too late. Follow ad to wish you well in all Tam very much interes yone can doubt its reality. think love is itself the only answer. t ” God only hath immortality. God is a spirit and they that worship Him must worship Him in spirit and in truth, Love is the spirit of immortality. “Love suffereth long and is ind. Love vaunteth not itself; is not puffed up; doth not we itself unseemly; seeketh not her own; is. ovoked ; thinketh no evil; rejoiceth not in iniquity, but re- eth in the truth; beareth all things; believeth all things; peth all things; endureth all things. nd now abideth faith, hope, love, these three; but the great- of these is love. * Who of us that have known the love of a faithful mother, the love of little children, can doubt love's reality? * rior in quality. may be a special endowment with some people, but ev- has the dormant love spark which is of divine essence = can be ignited by right thinking men and women. _ Love is id action. True love is composed largely of tolerance, kindness, and ’ pba gin S Mere sex-attraction or infatuation may izziness to disillusionment, as s s, Blanche Bates, who considers love merely a Vere it only that, we might say that at any rate it is a good especially where one finds the kindly, deserving heart re- all, from abo ponsive in fundamentals to our ideals. Such a nature gives an uplift in spirituality and has love its motive power. The woman who romantically reaches for an affinity should first seek to have her ge ru in unlock the door of his inner sanctum for her. misunderstandings, his reticence may have barred them. Let ther humbly seek that inner kingdom of his, without demand- ng domination, and the chances are that she will forget the affinity. explained a4 aa) is not easily Love never faileth. M.D. Dear Miss Grey: Of all the human emotions, love is the test thing in the world, providing it is high-minded and rfect understanding and reciprocation, involving control df the four decidedly destructive emotional forces . anger, malice and jealousy—that inevitably lead to th bit. A Retrieved [Reformation Copyright, 1980, by Doubleday, Page| 4 Co.; pudlished by epecial ar- Fanyement with the Wheeler Syn-)| dicate, Inc. NOTE: This ts the story @pon which the famous ploy “Alias Jimmy Valentine” was founded. It is rank- | ed as one of O. Henry's best tales. A guard came to the prison shoe shop, where Jimmy Valentine was asviduously stitching uppers, and escorted him to the front office. There the warden handed Jimmy his pardon, which had been aligned that morning by the governor. Jimmy took it in a tired kind of way. Ho bad served nearly ten.months of a fouryear sentence. He had expect- ed to stay only about three months, at the longest. When a man with as many friends on the outside as Jimmy Valentine had ts received in the “stir” it is hardly worth while to cut his hair, “Now, Valentine,” said the warden, “you'll go out in the morning. Brace up, and make & man of yourself You're not @ bad fellow at heart. Stop cracking safes, and live straight.” “Me? eaid Jimmy, tn surprise, “Why, I never cracked @ safe in my Storya | young senior just home from college, work. By comparing notes, a re markable similarity in the methods of the burglaries waa noticed. Ben | rm investigated the scenes of the! robberies, and was heard to remark; “That's Dandy Jim Valentine's autograph. Ho's resumed businews Look at that combination knob— Jerked out as easy an pulling up @ radish in wet weather, He's got the only clamps that can do it And look how clean those tumblers were punched out. Jimmy never has to drill! but one hola Yes, I guess T want Mr. Valentina He'll do his bit next time without any short-time or clemency foolishnens.” Bon Price knew Jimmy‘s habits. He had learned them while working up the Springfield casa. Long jumps, quick getaways, no confederates, and «@ taste for good society—-these ways had helped Mr, Valentine to become noted as a successful dodger of retribution. It was given out that Ben Price had taken up the trail of the elusive cracksman, and other people with burglar-proof safes felt more at ease, One afternoon Jimmy Valentine and his sult-case climbed out of the mafthack in Elmore, a little town five miles off the railroad down in the black Jack country of Arkansas, | Jimmy, looking lke an athietic went down the board sidewalk to- ward the hotel. A young lady croseed the street, life.” “Oh, ne." laughed the warden. @| “Of course not. Let's se, now. How on that Springfield job? Was it be for fear of compromising somebody in extremely high-toned society? Or was it simply a case of a mean old} jury that had it in for you? It's always one or the other with you) innocent victims.” | "Me?" said Jimmy, sti blankly | virtuous “Why, warden, I never | was in Springfield in my life! | “Take him back, Cronin,” smiled outgoing clothes. Uniock him at was it you happened to get sent up| cause you wouldn't prove an alibi/ the warden, “and fix him up with) passed him at the corner and en- tered a door over which waa the sign “The Elmore Bank.” Jimmy Valentine looked into her eyes, for- got what he was, and became an- other man. She lowered her eyes and colored slightly. Young men of Jimmy's style and looks were scarce in Elmore, Jimmy collared a boy that was loafing on the steps of the bank as if he were one of the stockholders, and began to ask him questions about the town, feeding him dimes! at intervala By and by the young lady came out, looking royally un conscious of the young man with the suitcase, and went her way. According to one of our greater psychologists, no one has it to dominate another's to ut another dut from that ng individuality means attaining one’s selfhood. soul; nor has anyone the right inner or mental realm. agers ve ould therefore look upon it as a divine right; assuming, of that we are. striving Unless people come to sew to. attain the highest in our the consciousness that personal 2 mpiness does not depend on usurping another’s right to fhood, there can be no real love and harmony in a life. Sac- ces that rob the individuality of a right to think and de- ind the surrendering of that individuality are felfish ones. ‘You may harmonize with, but you may not possess the sou! | another. So says Frank Channing Haddock in his wonder- ook, “The Culture of Courage,” t all thinkers should d, for in it may be found etheric values that will lead to the self-analysis necessary fo r happiness, “All may have, if choose, a glorious life,” is therein quoted from Herbert. He Sets Forth Views | on Bobbed Hair | My Dear Miss Grey: Last eve- ing—October 7—as usual I turned te your column to read the letters your ever spiendid answers and what did I find? A letter from “Artist,” written more apparently to ‘air her vocabulary than for an in- teresting article for the masses j Send case of talking a lot and not ying anything, it seemed to me. I am wondering how much of her | valuable (7) time she stole to write| that which I believe she intended for a terrific body blow to you and @ number of your readers. In my opinion, “Artist” would do ‘well to devote her time to art and Jet it be esto perpetua, lest she ts again tempted to thrust upon us a fetter which gives us ennui. ‘As for women, hair bobbed or not | matter of choice, in my estima- Gon. I believe every woman owes it | to herself and her family to look her Dest, to dress neatly and becomingly, And if she bas a beautiful head of fong hair and dresses it becomingty, I think it a shame to bob it off. And if her hair 1s falling out, or is never A BREMERTON SCRIBE. AT do YOU think? Write a thia Grey, care of The Seattle Star. | nicely done up, it ts much better to jeut it tight to the scalp and then, allt neglected, it does not suffer as }long hair does when unkept—them's my sentimenta TED. Thanke, Ted, for expressing your sensible comment in such few words. I like the way you wrote your full | name and address at the top of your letter, too. When a correspondent does that, I always feel that he is sincere and means just what he says. “An Artis?” argument didn’t con- vinve me at all,” but she criticised my views, and I alyays try to print the criticisms, even tho I seldom |print the many letters ef en- |couragement and good cheer sent me, altho it goes without saying that | 1 surely appreciate them all. Many 8 man injares tis eyesight by looking out for number one. WILSON WANTS ALL LD 10 KNOW | THE WO Says He Would Like to Tell Everybody What a Wonderful Thing Tan- lac Is — Gains Fifteen P oun ds — Troubles! Overcome “When I began taking Tanlac I only weighed a bundred and forty pounds, and I now balance the ecales at a hundred and fifty five,” @eciared Charles Wilson, of 234 Crown Ave., Spokane, a well known gaw milf man, a few days ago. “For seven or eight years before I got Taniac I was in mighty bad health. that I never felt hungry at all, and to force myself to eat enough fo keep going. My stomach gave ge no end of trouble, for after 1s I always bad a heavy feeling Jead in the pit of my stomach | and gas formed which kept me feel ing miserable for hours. had such a hurting between gy shoulder blades 1 could hardly get on my clothes, and at night 1 was #0 annoyed by these pains and up with gas that slecp My appetite was so poor) almost seemed out of the question. In spite of everything I could do I kept getting wore, and finally got to where my troubles had pretty near put me cut of commission. “I bad taken 60 many different medicines without getting any bene- fit that when my neighbors got to praising Tanlac to me I thought it would mean just another disappoint. ment if I tried it. But I pretty soon found I was badly mistaken, for actually the first bottle did me more good than all the other medicine I had ever taken. “Well, sir, I never saw anything like Tanlac to make a man eat, and tho best of it is I can eat just any. thing I please and everything agrees with me perfectly.» And sleep! Why, I am sleeping better now than I have since I waa a boy and I get up every morning feeling lively and active’ as a two-year-old, “All the pains have gone from my back, and in fact, I am a well man in every way. I just can't be- gin fo express my gratitude for the good Tanlac kas done for me, and I would like to tell everybody in the world what @ great medicine, it is.” Tanlac is sold In Seattle by Bartell Drug Stores under the personal dj- rection of @ special Taplac represen: tative, seven in the morning, and let him come to the bullpen. Better think over my advice, Valentine.” At ® quarter past seven on the | next morning Jimmy stood in the warden's outer office, He had on a suit of the villainously fitting, ready made clothes and a pair of the stiff. squeaky shoes that the state fur- nishes to its discharged compulsory cuesta, ‘ ‘The clerk handed him a rafifoad ticket and the five-dollar bill with habilitate himself into good citizen r, and shook hands. | Valentine, was chronicled on the books “Pardoned by* Governor,” and Mr, James Valentine walked out into the sunshine, Disregarding the song of the birds, the wavihg green trees, and the smell of the flowers, Jimmy headed straight for a restaurant. There h | tasted the first sweet joys of liberty lin the shape of a broiled chicken and a bottle of white wine—followed by a cigar a grade better than the one the warden had given him. From there he proceeded leisurely to the depot. He tossed a quarter into the hat of a bilnd man sitting by the door, and boarded his train. Three hours set him down in a little town near the. state line. He went to the cafe of one Mike Dolan and shook hands with Mike, who wag alone be hind the bar. “Sorry we couldn't make It sooner, Jimmy, me boy," said Mike, “But we had that protest from Springfield to buck .against, and the governor nearly balked. Feeling all right?” “Fine,” said Jimmy. “Got my key?” 4 He rot hix key and went upstairs, unlocking the door of a room at the rear. EB ything was just as he had left {t There on the floor was still Ben Price's collar-button that had been torn from that eminent detec tive’s shirt-band when they had over powered Jimmy to arrest him. Pulling out from the wall a fold ing bed, Jimmy slid back a panel in the wall and dragged out @ dust covered muit-case. He opened this and gazed fondly at the finest set of burglar’s tool# in the Mast. It waa a complete set, made of special ly tempered steel, the latest designs in drilla punches, augers, with two or three novelties, invented by Jimmy himeelf, in which he took pride. Over nine hundred dollars they had cost him to have made at ———, a place where they make such things for the profession, In half an hour Jimmy went downstairs and thru the cafe. He was now dressed in tasteful and well-fitting clothes, and carried his dusted and cleaned sult-case in his hand. “Got anything on?” asked Mike leave him a ct Me?" in a puzzled tone, “I don't understand. I'm rep resenting the New York Amalga- mated Short Snap Biscuit Cracker and Frazzied Wheat Company.” This statement delighted Mike to such extent that Jimmy had to take @ seltzerand-milk on the spot. He never touched “hard” drinks. A week after the release of Val- entine, 9762, there was a neat job of safe-burelary done in Richmond, Indiana, with no clue to the author. A secant eight hundred dollars was 1 that was secured. Two weeks Yatter that a patented, improved, burglar-proof safe in Logansport was opened like a cheese to the tune of fifteen hundred dollars, currency; securities and silver untouched, That began to interest the rogue. catchers, Then an old-fashioned bank-safe in Jefferson City became active and threw out of ita crater an eruption of bank-notes amounting to five thousand dollars, The losses were now high enough to bring the [mutter up into Ben Price's class of which the law expected him to re) ship and prosperity, The warden/| “Ian't that young lady Miss Polly Simpson?” asked Jimmy, with spe cious gufle. “Naw,” sald the boy. “She's An- nabei Adama Her pa owns this bank. What'd you come to Elmore ‘tor? 1% that a gold watch-chain? I'm gotng to get a bulldog. Got any more dimes? Jimmy went to the Planters’ Ho tel, registered an Ralph D. Spencer, and engaged a room. He leaned on the desk and declared his platform to the clerk. He maid he had come |to Elmore to look for a location to fo Into business, How was the shoe | business, now, in the town? He had |thought of the shoe business, Was there an opent The clerk was tmpresved by the clothes and manner of Jimmy. He, himself, was something of a pattern | of fashion to the thinly gilded youth | of Elmore, but he now perceived his hortcomings. While trying to figure out Jimmy's manner of tying | bis fourin-hand he cordially gave! | information. Yes, there ought to be a good open ing in the shoe line, There wasn't an exclusive shoe-store in the place. |The dry goods and general stores handled them. Business in all lines was fairly good. Hoped Mr. Spencer |would decide to locate in Elmore. |He would find it a pleasant town to |live in, and the people very sociable. Mr. Spencer thought he would| stop over in the town a few days and look over the situation. No, the clerk needn't call the boy. He would | jcarry up his suitcase, himself; it Was rather heavy. Mr. Ralph Spencer, the phoenix that arose from Jimmy Valentine's | asher—arhes left by the flame of a} sudden and alterative attack of love remained in Elmore, and pros | pered. He opened @ shoe-store and secured a good run of trade. Socially he was also a success, and made many friends. And he ac complished the wish of his heart. He met Mise Annabel Adams, and be came more and more captivated by her charms, At the end of a year the situation of Mr. Ralph Spencer was thi: He) had won tho respect of the com: munity, his shoe-store was flourish ing, and he and Annabel were en gaged to be married in two weeks | Mr. Adams, the typical, plodding, country banker, approved of Spen cer, Annabel’s pride in him almost equaled her affection, Ho was as muey at home tn the family of Mr. Adame and that of Annabel’s mar- ried sister as if he were already a member, One day Jimmy sat down fm his room and wrote this letter, which he |matled to the safe address of one of | his old friends in St. Louis: Dear O14 Pal: | I want you to be at Sullivan's place, in Little Rock, next Wednes- day night, at nine o'clock. I want you to wind up some little matters for me. And, also, I want to make you a present of my kit of tools, I know you'll be giad to get them— you couldn't duplicate the let for a thousand dollars. Say, Billy, I've quit the old business—a year ago I've got a nice store, Km making an honest living, and I'm going to marry the finest girl on earth two weeks from now. It's the only life, Billy—the straight one. I wouldn't touch a dollar of another man’s money now for @ million. After I get married I'm going to sell out and go West, where there won't be so much danger of having old scores brought up against ma I tell you, Billy, she’s an angel. She believes in me; and I wouldn't do another crooked thing for the whole world. Be sure to be at Sulty’s, for I must wee you. I'll bring along the tools with me, Your old friend, JIMMY. On thé Monday night after Jiminy | Day Wrote this letter, Ben Price josged unobstrusively into Elmore in @ livery buggy. He lounged about town In his quiet way until he found out what he wanted to know. From the drugstore across the street from Spencer's shoestore he got a good look at Ralph D, Spencer. “Going to marry the banker's daughter are you, Jimmy?" said Ben to himself, softly. “Well, I don't know!" The next morning Jimmy took breakfast at the Adamaes. He was going to Little Rock that day to order hin wedding mult and buy some thing nice for Annabel. That would be the first time he had left town since he came to Elmore. had been more than a year now’ since those last profensional “Jobs,” and be thought he could safely venture out After breakfast quite a famifty party went downtown together—Mr. Adams, Annabel, Jimmy, and Anna bel's married sister with her two lit- tle girla, aged five and nine. They came by the hotel where Jimmy still boarded, and he ran up to his room and brought along his suit-case. Then they went on to the bank. There stood Jimmy's horse and buggy afd Dolph Gibson, who was going to drive him over to the rail road station. All went inside the high, carved oak railings into the banking-room— Jimmy inoluded, for Mr. Adams’ future soninlaw was welcome any- where, The clerks were pleased to be greeted by the good-looking, agreeable young man who was going to marry Miss Annabel. Jimmy set his suitcase down. Annabel, whose |heart was bubbling with happiness and lively youth, put on Jimmy's hat. and picked up the suitcase. “Wouldn't I make « nice drummer?” said Annabel, “My! Ralph, how heavy it is! Feels like it was full of gold bricks.” “Lat of nickel-plated shoehorns tn there,” said Jimmy, coolly, “that I'm going to return. Thought I'd save expres charges by taking them up. I'm getting awfully economical.” ‘The Elmore Bank had just put in @ new safe and vault, Mr. Adams was very proud of it, and insisted on an inspection by every one. The | vault waa a small one, but it had a new, patented door, It fastened with three solid steel bolts thrown simul had @ ttmelock. Mr, Adams beam togly explained ite workings to Mr. Spencer, who showed a courteous but not too intelligent interest. The two children, May and Agatha, were delighted by the shining metal and funny clock and knobs. While they were thus engaged Ben Price sauntered in and leaned on his elbow, looking casually inside between tho railings. He told the teller that he didn't want anything; be was just waiting for a man he knew. BSuddenty there was a scream or two'from the women, and a commo- tion, Unperceived by the elders, May, the nineyearold girl, in a spirit of play, had shut Agatha in the vault. She had then shot the Dolts and turned the knob of the combination as she bad seen Mr. Adams do, The old tanker eprang to the handle and tugged at it for a mo ment “The door can't be opened,” he groaned. ‘The clock hasn't been ‘wound nor the combination at” Agatha's mother screamed again, hysterically. “Hush! aid Mr, Adama, raising his trembling hand. “All be quiet for a moment. Agatha!’ he called 4s loudly as he could, “Listen to me.” During the following silence they could just hear the faint sound of the child wildly shrieking in the dark vault in a panic of terror, “My precious darling!” wailed the other. “She will die of fright! pen the door! Oh, break it open! Can't you men do something?” “There isn’t a man nearer tha: Little Rock who can open that door, eaid Mr, Adams, in a shaky voice, “My God! Bpencer, what shall we do? That child—she can’t stand it Jong in there. There inn't enough air, and, besides, she'll go tnto con- vulaions from fright.” Agatha’s mother, frantic now, beat the door of the vault with her |hands. Somebody wildly suggested |dynamite. Annabel turned to Jimmy, her large eyes full of janguish, but not yet dewpatring. To & woman nothing seems quite tm- possible to the powers of the man she worships. “Can't you do something, Ralph— try, won't you?" He looked at her with a queer, soft smile on his lips and in his keen even. “Annabel,” he said, “give me that rose you are wearing, will you? Hardly believing that she heard jhim aright, she unpinned the bud from the bosom of ber dress, and placed it in his hand. Jimmy stuffed it into his vest pocket, threw off his | qoat and pulled up his shirt sleeves. With that act Ralph D. Spencer passed away and Jimmy Valentine took his place. “Get away from the door, all of | you,” he commanded, shortly. He set his suit case on the table, and opened it out flat From that Ume on he seemed to be unconscious | of the presence of any one cise. He laid out the shining, queer imple | ments swiftly and orderly, whistling softly to himself as he always did when at work. In a deep silence JIM CALLS—NOT FOR Before the murgeons Wad finished | their examination of Jim, bis mother and father and Bob joined us girls in| 4 private witting room. Ann was not with them. #he had gone shopping: | she could not be located. The nurses, found a soft white blouse for Deb | orah. One after another they dis-| covered some way of being kind to her. She was famous as the city's most charming detutante, She ac-| quired new and more valuable hopor, with the nurses on account of the way she had staunched Jim's wound. “There's always a chance™ Such) was Bob's brief report of the sur- eons’ verdict. Deb, hearing, mad no sign that she heard, It seemed to me that she didn’t dare hope, that | |she had no faith left in her. Mother and Daddy Lorimer went) to look upon the still form of their! }son. No one else was allowed to) | enter the room, except his wife, when | |she should arrive. | In time Ann came. She had teen | at @ matinee, and she looked as if she | |might have come from the stage it- |eself. Her skirt was the shortest her | modiste would permit her to wear, jand her mail nose was kalsomined according to her old habit—which |whe invariably relapses into when |she ts going out alone. She never dares to wear that alabaster mask | when she is with one of the Lorimer | Women. | Mother Lorimer went with Ann to | Jim's bedside. We in the outer room ‘heard her shriek. Poor Deb rose to her feet with borrified eyes, her nails wet deep in her palma. Ann screamed Annee him as if under a spe! In @ minute Jimmy’s pet drill was biting smoothly into the steel door. In 10 minutes—breaking his own burgiarious record—he threw back the bolts and opened the door. Agatha, almost collapsed, but safe, was gathered into her mother’s arms. Jimmy Valentine put on his coat, and walked outside the railings toward the front door. he went | |he thought he heard a faraway) voice that he once knew cali “Ralph!” But he never hesitated. At the door a big man stood somewhat in his way. ‘Hello, Ben!" said Jimmy, still) with his strange smile. “Got around at last, have you? Well, let's go. I don't know that it makes any differ- lence now.” | And then Ben Price acted rather strangely. “Guess you're mistaken, Mr. Spen- cer,” he said. “Don't believe I recog- nize you. Your buggy’s waiting for you, ain't it?” And Ben Price turned and strolled taneously with a single handle, and|and immovable, the others watched | down the street. LA PINE STUDIO Fourth Floor Monteltus Bidg. Corner Third and University. LOTHROP STUDIO Walker Bldg., Cor. University and Second Ave. MUSHET STUDIO 605 Lumber Exchange Bldg. GRADY 8TUDIO Your photograph, as a gift, lends that touch of friendship without the embarrassment of an obligation, WELL known photographer estimates that 30 per cent of all photo» graphs are produced each year during the month of December. 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And for his rake we would let Ann impose on Us for the rest of our lives. Jim bad a chance to survive until> — morning, the doctors assured Bo, who, with his father, remained the hospital. They sent us home. The outcome of Ann’s hye teria was obvious; she was ly forbidden to enter Jim's room again. Bob phoned early next morning: | “He's improved! There's hope! he keepe calling for Deb! The think he wants his wife. But since Ann made that rumpus y a they say it would be a cine Co a her come again. But what Deb? Would she come dal, you know, Jane, if the got hold of such s morsel!’ ~ “Deb wouldn't care about that? % replied. ‘ ring her, then. Jim t& crasy— unmanageable. Thinks he's in & plane and it’s out of control, whispers ‘Deborah’ over and Get ber! 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