The Seattle Star Newspaper, November 11, 1920, Page 6

ag ig way Beft on tho tables beforp retiring to a The Seattle Star By mall, out of city, He per month; # months, $1.60; @ montha $2.7) year th, . tn the Biate of Washington. see for € montha, er 99.00 per year, Outeide ef the state, By carries, city, ie . ine ook, A leading Ohio paper, commenting on the recent election, declared that Gov. Cox was defeated April 6, 1917, the day the United States declared war. While the American people supported the war “loyally, enthusiastically, Ron-partisanly, America did not wantto go to war,” the Ohio paper asserts. If we give way to our ions we do but grat- ify ourselves for the t in order to our ture disquiet. — Til- bas is LIFE REPORTED BY AL LUNDIN | A farmer was the father of 12 chil @ren, all of whom had been rocked Hm the sme cradle by the same reat toe. He was rocking the new eet arrival one night when his wife Pemarked “John. that ¢ lie la Bearly worn out; it's so rickety that Fim afraid it will fall to pieces.” “Et's about used up,” replied her hus Wand. Then, handing her $10, be @aded: “The next time you go to ‘Mewn get a new one, a good one, one ‘Set will last.” . ‘Mrs. Jack Sullivan, who had been are some 19 or 20 wars raging in various parts of the world. | wg & party, told her maid to put Ui the refreshments that were The next day, on looking, she not find them and called to her “Bridget, what did you do ‘with those things that I told you " Put away last night?” “Sure, mum, and yez told me to ‘em away and I did, mum, and ed “em.” “se BEARD IN THE EDMONDS BUS “Sir, if you were a gentleman you Mould not smoke here.” “Sorry, but if you were a lady Fou woukd move further away.” Wnable to stand the sting, she | It proceeds as follows: | “In the national election of 1916 no party stood for war, no candidate committed himself to the posi- tion that we ought to go to war. President Wilson, indeed, received a tremendous vote because ‘he kept us out of war.’ And so, altho in 1917, Americans believed they were justified in making war and prac- |tically every American convinced himself that we jought to be at war, just the same there was this un- |derlying psychology of the year before, and just as soon as the war was over it reasserted itself, even tho no one gave it utterance. “America blazed with an idealism during the war. As soon as the war was over a psychical reaction had to come. It is human nature.” Ablaze with idealism, America went into the war to “save| Prior to that time the world} We also went into the) the world for democracy.” war raged on without this slogan. | war “to end all future wars.” ! It may be too early, at this date, two years after the armistice, to judge whether the American ideals for which we went into the war, have been realized, or ever had a chance ofgrealization. The future will tell this more clearly. Certainly, the end of all wars is not now in sight. There = Wells, the great English author, says wars never will end. And did we save the world for democracy? Perhaps we ‘ag igi world is in such a state of ferment that it is hard to q Relieved of the war atmosphere, we can look at things more coolly. If we did not end all wars, and if we didn’t save the world for democracy, what did we fight for? Have the results justified the fearful price we paid? History ‘will tell. But whatever the verdict of history may be as to the ‘causes and the effects of the war, it is certain that the men who fought in the great conflict will always be remembered ‘for the idealism that inspired them. Even tho that idealism : jmay be ruthlessly trampled on by later events, it will be 7 "If you were my busband I'd give n.” “And I'd take it,” replied the bust man without a smile vee IN A SECOND AVE. STORE “No,” said the olf man, sternly. “I mot do it. Never bave I sold any- representation, and I begin now.” For a moment silent, and the clerk wee) - tell which is the right éne B W.—Ask me something easy. . ANNIE WARD, 619 Seeond ‘WHAT DO You KNOW ABOUT SEATTLE? QUESTIONS 1. Who was the first person to Whom the idea of the Lake Wash fngton canal occurred? 2 When did the port commission Bequire the West Seattle ferry? 8. What were the 1919 bank depos fe here? (Answers Friday) PREVIOUS QUESTIONS 1. Lake Union was known to the} chuck” —little | Indians as “tenas lake or waters—and Lake Washing- ton as “hyas chuck" —big waters, 2. The lumber industry has con tributed more,. perhaps, to Seattle's growth and commercial importance than any other industry. 3. Seattle's first gold excitement ‘Was in 1258, when gold was discov- ered in the streams flowing down }America’s high privilege to hand down to the generations that are to come the story of the glory of the men of this generation who served and sacrificed, who fought and died in the hope of keeping freedom alive in the earth, And so we shall always dedicate Armistice day to the veterans of the great war. We shall honor them, tho we | may despise the war itself; we shall honor the men who held |such high ideals, tho their ideals may not be realized. And we trust it will always be true of our veterans that \they shall keep to their ideals, that they shall] strive to end all wars, that they shall always be alert to save the world, and jally this country, for demecracy—-that they shall never themselves as tools for autocracy anywhere on Yucatan ts in revolt! Itt be @ hard winter for gum chewers Defeated candidates are too conceited to admit the women's votes deat them. This te Armistice Dey. No divorces will be granted. The courts ere closed. O14 timers can remember when they weed to laugh af @ man carrying @ golf bag. ‘ Seattle cop shoots suspect #0 Ne can’t sit down, Prisoners have to stand @ lot, even in the most modern jaile President-Plect Harding ts now fishing for tarpon. Probably a much more difficult accomplishment than slaying the donkey. Mayor Caldwell got 310,000 to investigate the car deal. new need an investigator to investigate the investigation Wonder f well The woman who made all her Christmas presents last August site around now and telis about it in the most aggravating way. F. W. Galbraith, Jr. American Legion Commander Writes of Armistice Day Pledge The swift triumph of our arms and those of our gallan allies which two years ago gave us the victory, the anniver- sary of which we observe to- day, marks the high-light of the present century in Amer- ican affairs. Victories such as Armistice Day commemo- rates are not the issues solely | of clashes of flesh and steel. {They have a finer quality than that. They are the tri- umphs, as well, of an uncon- | querable spirit. No victory, however com- plete, long can survive the spirit that conceived it, The annals of mankind are re- plete with example: splendid triumphs in behalf of splen- did causes that have gone for naught because the spirit that made them ceased to en- dure. This is only the second an- HE SEATT Lost on ‘Dress Parade Copyright, 1984, by Doubleday, Page 4 Co; published by special ar- rangement with the Wheeler Ayn dicate, Inc, Mr. Towers Chandler waa press Jing his evening suit in bis hail bed room. One tron was heating on « frail gas stove; the other was being pushed vigorously back and forth to make the desirable crease |that would be seen later on ex |tending in straight tines from Mr. Jthe edge of his low-cut vet. Bo much of the hero's tollet may be intrusted to our confidence. The remainder may be guessed by those whom genteel poverty haa driven to ignoble expedient. Our next view of him shall be as he descends the steps of hin lodging-house im maculately and correctly clothed; calm, assured, handsome—in — ap- pearance the typical New York young clubman setting out, oliently bored, to inaugurate the pleasures of the evening. Chandier’s honorartam was $18 per week. He was employed in the office of an architect. He was yearns old - ture to be truly an art; he honestly believed tho he would not have dared to admit it in New York that the Flatiron bullditg wae in ferior in design te the great cathedral in Milan Out of mach week's earnings Chandler set aside $1. At the end of each 10 weeks, with the extra capital thus accumulated, he pur chased one gentleman's evening from the bargain counter of stingy old Father Time, THe arrayed him self in the regatla of millionaires and presidents; he took himaeif to the quarter where life in brightest and showlest, and there dined with taste and tuxury. With $10 a man may, for a few hours, play the wealthy Mier to perfectign, The rum ts ample for @ well-considered mon, a bottle bearing a respectable label, commensurate tips, a smoke, cab fare and the ordinary etceterss Up Broadway Chandier moved with the veapertime dress parade For this evening he was an exhibit as well as a gazer. For the next 69 evenings be would be dining in cheviot and worsted at dubiout table @hotes, at whirtwind lunch counters, on san@wiches and beer in his hall bedroom. He was willing to do that, for he was a true son of the great city of rasziedantie, and to him one evening in the limelight made up for many dark ones. Chandler protracted bis walk until the Forties began to Intersect the great and gtittering primrose wey, for the evening was yet young. and when one is of the beau monde only one day tn seventy, one loves to protract the pleasure. Byes bright, sinister, curious, admiring, provocative, alluring were bent upon him, for his garb and air proclaimed him a devotee to the hour of solace and pleasure. At & certain corner he came to & standstill, proposing to himself the question of turning back toward the showy and fashionable ren taurant in which he usually dined on the evenings of bis empectal juxury. Just then a girl seuddied lightly around the corner, slipped on a patch of icy mow and fell plump upon the sidewalk, Chandler assisted her to her feet with Instant and sollcitous courtesy ‘The girl hobbled to the wall of the building, leaned against it, and thanked him demurety. “| think my ankle fs strained,” she said. “It twisted when I fell.” “Does it pain you miuchT tn- quired Chandler. “Only when I reet my weteht upon it I think 1 will be able to walk in @ minute or two.” “If I can be of any further ger. vice,” suggested the young man, “I will call a cab, or—" “Thank you,” mid the gtrt, softty but heartily. “I am sure you need not trouble yourself any further, It was so awkward of me, And my shoe heels are horridly common- sense; I can't blame them at all.” Chandler looked at the girl and found her swiftly drawing his inter. ost, She wan pretty in a refined way, and her eye was both merry and kind. She was inexpensively clothed in a plain black drene that suggested a sort of uniform euch as shop girls wear, Her glomsy, dark: brown hair showed its colle beneath @ cheap hat of black straw, whowe only ornament was a velvet ribbon and bow. She could have posed as a mode} for the self-respecting working girl of the best’ type. O.HENRY Story a Day | noticeable. LE STAR wEr HUMOR PATHOS ROMANCE A sudden idea came into the head of the young architect, Me would ask this girl to dine with him, Here wag the element that his splendid but| solitary periodic feats had His brief season elegant luxury would be doubly enjoyable if he could add to it a lady's society, This girl | was a lady, he was sure~-her manner and ch settled that. And tn spite of her extremely plain attire he felt that he would be pleased to ait at ta | tu ble with her. “L think,” be enld to her, with | frank gravity, “that your foot needs & longer reat than you suppose, Now, | I ani going to suggest a wey in which you can give it that and at the same time do mea favor, I was! self when you came tumbling around | the corner, You-come with m a | we'll have @ cory dinner and a pleas ant talk together, and by that time your game ankle will carry you home | very nicely, I am sure.” | The girl looked quickly up into Chandier's clear, pleasant counfe | nance, Mer eyes twinkled once very brightly, and then she smiled ingenu ounty “But we don't know each other—it wouldn't be right, would it?” abe said, doubtfully “There's nothing wrong about it,” mid the young man, candidly. “I'll introduce myself—permit me—Mr Towers Chandler, After our dinner, avhich I will try to make a pleasant | an possible, I will bid you good-even ing, tend you safely to your door jchever you prefer.” Hut, dear me!’ said the girl, with 4 glance at Chandler's faultions at ure. In thie old dress and hat.” “Never mind that,” sald Chandler, | cheerfully, “I'm eure you look more | harming in them than any one we shall wee in the most elaborate dinner tte.” My ankle does hurt yet” admit ted the girl, attempting a limping I think I will accept your In You may call Mine Martan. “Come then, Miss Marian,” mid the | young architect, gayly, but with per fect courtesy; “you will not have far to walk, There in a very respectable and good restaurant in the next block, You will have to lean on my arm—no-—and walk lowly, It ts lonely dining all by one’s self. I'm jurt a little bit glad that you slipped on the low.” When the two were established at | & well-appointed table, with a prom ising waiter hovering in attendance, Chandler began to experience the real joy that his regular outing al ways brought to bim. His compan jon, even in her cheap hat and dren held herself with an air that added distinetion to the natural beauty of her face and figure. And it Js cer tain that she looked at Chandler with bie animated but self-ponnensed manner and his kindling and frank blue eyes, with something not far from admiration in her own charm ing face. ‘Then it wae that the Madness of Manhattan, the Frenzy of Fuss and Feathers, the Bactlius of Brag, the Provincial Plague of Pose seized upon Towers Chandler, He was on Hroadway, surrounded by pomp and atyle, and there were eyes to look at him. On the stage of that comedy he had assumed to play the one night part of a butterfly of fashion and an idler of means and taste. He was drenved for the part, and all his good angels had not the power to prevent him from acting it,. So he bean to prate to Mins Marian of clubs, of teas, of golf and riding and ken and cotillions and tours abroad and threw out hints of a yaeht lying at Larchmont. He could see that whe was vastly im: pressed by this vague talk, #0 he in dorsed his pose by random inainu- ations concerning great wealth, and mentioned familiarly @ few names that are handled reverently by the proletariat, It was Chandler's short little day, and he was wringing from it the best that could be had. as he maw it, And yet once or twice he saw the pure gold of this girl shine thru the mist that his egotiem had raised between him and all objects. “This way of living that you speak of,” she said, “sounds so futile and purposeless. Haven't you any work to do in the world that might inter- est you more” . Mise Marian,” he ex ! Think of dressing every day for dinner, of making half 8 dozen calls tn an afternoon—with a | policeman at every corner ready to jump into your auto and take you to the station if you get up any greater | wpeed than a donkey cart’s gait. © do-nothings are the hardest workers in the land.” The dinner was conctuded, the waiter generously feed, and the two walked out to the corner where they had met. Miss Marian walked very well now; her limp was scarcely “Thank you for @ nice time,” rhe naid frankly. “I must run home now I liked the dinner very much, Mr. | Chandi | He ik hands with her, emiling cordially, and @aid something about & game of bridge at his club. He and then he found a cab to drive him slowly homewar In his chilly bedroom Chandler laid away his evening clothes for a 6¥-days’ rest. He went about it thoughtfully, ‘That waa a stynning girl,” he wald himself,“ all right, too, I'l be sworn work, ¥ ye if Vd told truth instead of that rassledazz! we might-—but und itt I bad w play up tomy clothes” | Thus spoke the brave who was born and reared in the wigwais of the tribe of the Manhattans, The girl, after leaving her enter | her, sped swiftly crowstown until she arrived at a hapdsome and nedat mahaion two squares to the east } facing on that avenue which is the highway of Mammon and the eux Wary gods, Here she entered hur riedly and ascended to a room where }Chandier’s patent leather shoes to) oy my way to dine all by my lonely |* handsome young lady in an elab erate house dress was looking anx lously out the window ‘Oh, you madca exclaimed the elder girl, when the other entered. When will you quit frightening thin way? It is two hours since you ran out im thet rag of an old dresm snd Marie's hat Mamma has been |*0 alarmed fhe sent Louis in the auto to try to find you. You are a bad, thoughtless Pus.” The elder girl touched « button. and @ maid came in @ moment Marie, tell mamma that Mine | Marian hay returned.” “Don't scold, sister, I only ran MURSDAY, NOVEMTIEN 1 EVERETT TRUE— You TOLD Me You HAD In YOouR THE MATEQUAL WAREHOUSE ANO You | watehed her for @ moment, walking ||PROMISED PATH POLLY | rather rapidly eastward, i'TO HAVS Tee STYVEL OVT ON THe Joe ||wi'tHouT FAIL — (I {|| | { ! i! By CONDO Ge, (vow, ba USTGn, Mis Tote TRG, Te TELM (ley WHAT Tc 1 You 'te Da VERY PEN RESTLESS Nicer to, { down to Mme. Theo's to tell her to |! use mauve insertion instead of pink My costume and Marie's hat were just what I needed. Every one thought I was 4 shopgirl, | am eure.” “Dinner is over, dear, you stayed I know. 1 sipped on the side: | Walk and turned my ankle, I could not walk, so I hobbled into @ restau | rent ond sat there until | waa better. | That te why | was so long” ! ‘The two girls nat in the window seat, looking out at the lights and the stream of hurrying vehicles in the avenue. The younger one cuddled down with her head in her sister's lap. Ye will both have to marry come she said dreamily—"both 8¢ us, We have so much money that we will not be allowed to dimppoint the public, Do you want me to tell you the kind of » man I could love day, "Go on, you seatterbrain,” the other. “1 could love a man with dark and kind blue eyex, who is gentle and reapectful to poor girls, who t# hand some and good and does not try to flirt. But I could love him only if he had an ambition, an object, some work to do in the world. I would not card how poor he was if I could help him bufid his way up But, ter, dear, the kind of a man we always meet—the man who lives an idle life between society and his clube—I could not love @ man like that, even if his eyes were bine and | he were #0 kind to poor girls whom he met on the street.” Inability to obtain » seat ab the po Utica! ple counter begets reform. emiled | KNOW ALREADY WHAT pe -—— You'te =a | Two Years Away BY EDMUND VANCE COOKE Armistice Day Two years away, And still with a wavering mind, The poised pen waits And hesitates And the treaty is still unsigned. Armistice Day Two years away, nd the war-doubt still obscures And the tangled skein Of its strands remain While the Armistice still endures. Armistice Day Two years away, And stich is our right, no doubt, 47 The last to get in, That we, who have been Are the last in getting out! (Copyright, 1920, N. E. A.) HE signing of peace at Paris could not restore SIGHT - to blinded eyes STRENGTH to shattered homes to broken limbs PEACE THE AMERICAN RED CROSS MUST REMAIN AT ITS POST the eastern slopes of the Cascade Mountains. Placer miners, bound for oF Wenatchee and the Col Vili districts, packed their supplies over the Cascades. niversary of Armistice Day— READY TO SERVE |a day destined, if we will, to ¥ | keep company with the im- mortals of the calendar which mark great moments of his-, tory that shall never tie. Succeeding generations will acclaim Armistice Day. God! grant they alw shall acclaim it in the spirit that made it; and that this spirit, like the day, shall be imperishable. With this prayer in our hearts let us renew each year our vows of fealty, repledge and keep unshaker dur faith in the high ideals, the lofty purposes, the unselfish aspirations and exalted, holy hopes that fired the hearts of Americans in 1918 and made ours a land from whence crusaders came, with souls aflame, worthy of of their victory. To this end the American Legion today and forever sol- emnly pledges its all. DON’T LET’EM DOWN YOU EPIC POET DIDN'T Picking Our Own Pockets is a pastime in which most of us indulge if we have not trained ourselves in the habit of saving. The game is sometimes called “easy spending,” but the injury to our wel- fare is as great as if it were done by a pro- fessional “dip.” Our Savings Department is a preventive. Consult with us, NATIONAL CITY BANK OF SEATTLE Second at Marion Ss Homer wae the master poet of Greece, and Milton was the epic poet of England, Both these great Aman were bind