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SS She Hy Siorld. FPSTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER. Daily Except su; by the Press Publishing Jompany, Nos. 63 to a5 Par Now. New York vas INOUE SHAW Treapiren 6s Park Rowe” . v. Tr a M JOSEPH PULITZER, Jr, Mecreiary, @ Park Row, ee tetera ls Ratatat atin) Benereg, ot the Pory-Ottice at New York as Second-Class Mattor. Subscription “Rates to Evening| Tor England and the Continent and = ‘World tor United States All Countries in the International : Postal Union, «eee $3.60/One Year.. + &£010ne Month.. ea A REMINDER. | rr OT a few stalwart American necks are still bowed in shame be- os cause their country has kept its hands off Mexico. What a pity these baffled patriots won’t use their heads instead of h NO. 19,902 The other night John Barrett, Director of the Pan-American ~* Union at Washington, left a timely reminder with a small college audi- , nee in this city. “We are apt to forget,” he said, “how wi would Y have felt at the time of the Civil War if any European country hud ML, Gared to intervene.” Loe’ “As late as 1865 the London Times had the temerity to suggest » thet inasmuch as the North and South seemed as far apart as ever, England should intervene. Immediately from one end of the country to the other, North and South, came stinging editorials daring Eng- land or any other country to intervene, and saying that our sovereign- ty was dearer to us than any conflict between North and South.” “This we should remember, and fespect Mexican sovereignty.” Let’s remember also that we have a reputation to maintain on a ~ Gua] continent where a crowd of young republics are keeping a tynx-| ‘eyed watch on our every move. They have believed for years that we} coneeal beneath a benevolent exterior an eat ’em alive ambition. | They wait darkly to see their worst suspicions confirmed. It would be a hopeless task to try to convince any South Am \.' an republic that Mexico has forfeited the right to work out her own) - ealvation. Most of them have progressed toward theire by similar processes. Anyhow, wouldn’t the United States cut rather a strange figure 4» contending that self-government cannot weather bad storms? _————— TAXING AT RANDOM. HE tentative assessed valuation of personal property to be tax xd in this city in 1916 is now fixed by the Comptroller’s office | | The Evening Se ee rete cree World Daily fe mennne Comparative Safety «vente ByJ.H.Cassel It eee at $369,000,000. | Considerable shrinkage from the huge, fantastic total of| ~°"$3,870,000,000 announced by the Tax Commissioners last October.’ No less than $3,331,000,000 of the ~arlier personalty assessment has! } melted away. | oe _ The Tax Board thinks its tactics amply vindicated by the fact that| thie year’s assessment of $369,069,000 at least hits $17,000,000 higher} iS than the figures for 1915. | But how much confideno:. wn taxpayers have in a tax system ro. Gused to the desperate ruse of boosting its preliminary personality \ valuation 1000 per cent. in order to squeeze out a 5 per cent. increase | [0 te ite final working total? “a HELP FOR HORSES. " 4 HE ordinance to compel the caulking of horses’ shoes during the ou winter months—a measure first urged by The Evening World, “ et the Board of Aldermen—will be framed to include all horses, | _{ ‘Whether driven for profit or pleasure. Nor will it overlook mules. ae Corporation Counsel Hardy advises that no ground be left ou ’ Work horses | which the ordinance can be attacked as discriminatory. “will benefit most, but owners of high bred animals iu costly private! |) $10, imprisonment for ten days, or both. r a ‘the amended measure. this city needs a friend. Smooth shoes mean straining, flounder- f falling, often badly injured horses. They also mean blocked traf- ic and many minutes of needless delay each hour. Let not only horse lovers but all citizens interested in bettering) © traffic conditions on snow or ice covered streets go to the hearing «..1) ssupport the ordinance. | Hits From Sharp Wits. :8 ». Neutrality is the art of displeasing ues everybody. vacant mind, are eee eee | When « tan loses his collar button | usually his temper soon followa.— Deseret News. . . In e@verybody becomes thrifty ‘ithe fellows who are after the cusy 22 money will have to go to work— ["S'Foledo Blade. | eo. Another time a mother knows there iy something wrong with little Willie | und he needs to see a doctor is when | Aftor reading about 2 Lo ¢ 275: ‘toms, @ person with a lively imagina- don may believe himself afflicted with io) many ailments. or lia be aa 'y Dollars and Sense By H. (Copyright. 1016 by B, 3. Barrett.) CORDLEY,” said Henry|a great many letters which contain Brooks, whose function in| questions requiring the attention of y the wholesale house by| several of our departments.” Svhich he was employed was to act a8} "Yes," admitted the office manager, || telephone order clerk and also check! “Under our present system, these ell eréers transcribed by the typists) letters are marked for each depart-| + ©M0 the printed house order blanks,| ment, and upon receiving tt, the do-| \\ “Pve been figuring out the time lost| partment manager dictates a separ- / by our typists through the location of | ate reply. This moans that often five 2 ad desk. They make about twenty-| or six letters are written in reply to five trips dally from the back of the| one communication “office; multiply that by elght girls} pian that will obviate that extra ‘and you have 200 trips, or @ total of/ time and expense. Why not have a 20,000 feet or about three miles. Move | sip printed to be attached to each in- “/ © my desk and phone back to the rear, | coming letter of this type? Leave a Where a step or two will place the) giace on the slip for each departme: orders on my desk, and there's @ 84V-| to pencil a brief of its reply. Then ing of just so much lost motion, concentrate the answers into one de- * tion, “Phone the telephone company|time in dictation and in copying. to send a man up to shift your instru- | also money in stamps and stationery. Py *Te was two days later, As business] mittad Cordiey. daveent rnc the eelackened up at about 6 o’clock!] an think of no objections at pres. appeared at Cordley'’s desk. ent. e'rs glad to see you taking w does this suggestion tmpress/#0 much Interest in the business, “Hor ‘ Brooks," he added. ‘That's the spirit . you, Mr. Cordley? I've been noticing ‘that pushes a man up into bigher dately that the incoming mall tucludes salaried jobs,” rs errand and he comes back within an hour.--ColumPia State, J. Barrett » 909 MER. which has been heartily indorsed by the public and moecbars|€¢ 1) yOu ev {. ‘Wtables will also be required to make sure that shoes are caulked. yere tniy mors »«Miolators of the proposed law may incur either a fino not to exceed sitting side by side Feb. 28, at 3 P. M., the Aldermen are to hold @ public heuring on and says it’s twelve minutes after ten. Every day of icy weather shows how much the horee in the streets fl The flowing tongue oft bespeaks the | « she sends him across the street on an |} Now, here's aj Lucile, the Waitress —By Bide Dudley — Coprngst, 1016, by The Prow Publisaing Co, (Tho New Yors Evening World), : notice," asked, "They shut up and eat their meal: wucile, the waitress, ag the/A!l three start out at the same tim ‘owspaper man unfolded his 4 they stop at the kick-in counter, to the |Lizzie, the queen of the pie depart- Missing ™ The Jarr Family —— By Roy L. McCardell —— Couyright, 1916, by The Prew Publishiug Co, (The New Yorie Brening World 66 ELL, what is the latest clue is is the way of womankind; they; ‘Mystery of the| S¢idom if ever will admit to robust man'?” asked| health. Are they active, they will tell © Bupkin, “that every man thinks his!ment, gets Haht where they & r e they can eee! yr, home the} YOu It ts determination, the influence Watch Is just about the finest time-|her dnd springs, a dollar twenty-nine paid ctl tih Bene lot mindlaaAlaisnint whick\domukine keeper in the world?” watch on ‘em, 24 . Mioan't say that 1 have,” he replied. |g, ,2t%! #he Says, ‘It's just ten thirty-| “You must be very much interested over failing physical energies. If their “Well, it's true! continued Luetie. |All three of th about Gertrude's aifairs!” snitfed|@¥es be bright and their complexion , it's “continu le, ‘ree of the watch braggidocios é rosy, they will say Lit “I had a depictation of tho theory in|bauls thelr tinecpleces outs fast like | Mf® Jarr. “You haven't asked how | Ts”, they will say that one is gf ter of resolve and the other a fevered t the counter}... Wrens!’ says the first one. Mr, Jarr was taken aback. “Why,|ush. If thelr spirits seem gay, they Brit uate itn ta, task aye theo. tite, |e etna rave: and: & quarter, my dear,” he murmured, “I passed the| Will infer that this is but the smile “Three-quarters, you mean,’ says ms 7 ° He yanks out a brassy turnip affair|the second. is #8791 children in the street, and by the way | (hat masks sorrow and perhaps phye! Three men are | that! I am or how are the children.” ‘Its Wednesday. February 16, 1916 The Stories Of Stories Plots of Immortal Fiction Masterpieces By Albert Payson Terhune Ooprrigat, 191 by The Prom Publishing Oo, (The Now York Evening World). GINEVRA, By Outda. INEVRA was the daughter of a Florentine noble. She was loved by a young Tuscan and she ardently returned his love. But her father frowned on the young lover’s suit and forbade his daugh- ter to see the youth again. Ginevra was not left long in doubt as to why she had been forbidden to marry the man of her choice. Her father had picked out for her a better match. He bade her marry an elderly widower; one of the richest and crankiest men in Florence. ‘ And again the girl meekly obeyed. Sho still loved the man from whom she had been parted, and she loathed the old millionaire she was ordered to marry. But her father’s will was lew. So the wedding between the heart broken girl and her wealth-laden suitor was celebrated with due pomp. Boon afterward the plague swept Florence. In house after house lay its victims. The etreete were filled with black funeral processions, Ginevra was smitten by the scourging malady. The doctors worked over her in vain. Within @ few hours after her selzure they broke the news to her husband that she was dead. The law compelled swift burials in that era of pesti- | lence. 0, before Ginevra's body was cold it was laid in the family vault, in the narrow space between the Duomo (Cathedral) and the Campanile. But Ginevra was not dead. She had merely fallen into a trance. And the ignorant Florentine doctors who examined her had failed to note the difference, She awoke at midnight to find herself lying in a niche of the sepulchre, clad only in her white grave-clothes. She realized what had happened, and she hurried in panic to the entrance of the vault. Some one had carelessly left the door unbarred, and she sped out into the sleeping city. } The moonlit streets were deserted. Ginevra ran to her husband's home and hammered loudly on the knocker of its gate. Her husband was sound jasleep. The noise at the gate awakened him and he thrust his head out of | an upper window. At sight of Ginevra, standing there in the moonlight, | wrapped in her grave-clothes, the husband bekeved an evil spirit had ag- sumed the form of his dead wife and had come to drag bim to hell. (That was a common belief in mediaeval lloreace.) Shrilly he bade ber begone, refusing to let her set foot in his house, Then the luckless woman sought her father’s house. But her father, roused from slumber by the white figure outside his door, thought as the husband had thought. And he screamed to her, in terror, to go away. Homeless, driven forth by those whose duty it was to protect her, Ginevra ‘went at last to the house of the man who hud loved her. He was not asleep. All night he had lain weeping for his dead love. Whon ho went to the door lin answer to her timid knock, and beheld her standing there on the threshold he flung his arms about her and thanked God that she had come to him at jlast. Ghost or demon—it mattered nothing to him, It was enough that the apparition bore the likeness of Ginevra, If she had como to drag hiin to hell, he would blithely go with her. He carried the half-fainting girl into the house, ‘There, to his mother and himself, she told her story. Next day, when the husband and the father learned what had really happened, they ordered nn A Weird Awakening. Spirit” Ginevra to return with them. But the lover refused Sweetheart. to give her up. annrenenrens They took the matter to the courts. The Judges decreed that Ginevra was legaily dead; and that her natural guardiang had lost all rights over her when they had refused to admit her “spirit” to their homes. Also that, If her lover chose to marry the aforesaid “spirit”, he was legally at liberty to do so. And the next day the lover and his “spirit” sweetheart w: wed When a Man’s Married — By Dale Drummond —— Copyright, 1016, ty The Prew Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World). CHAPTER VIII. 66 JANE, it is awful, simply awful, “Now see here, Jane. I alwa: kiss you, don't I? And [ try my level dest to mak ‘ rl the meals you put in front of @| you pay ‘ny, efieation te ‘whet “ine fellow. I thought when I)says. You don't live with Georgo bought you that cook book you could} Lovejoy, so what he does ts nothing ut least foliow directions. The stuff bape id gou give me to eat is enough to make), 1)" well, I thought you would take @ stray dog scvk another stopping} Mj that Way," Jane replied as sna place.” Heaily Robert had _ trie toy paced a dish of burned pudding be- eat the messes Jane put before him, S nim. : but now he had rebelled for the fi Jane. it ts ridiculous the way vou time. Not loudly, but with consid-, Women manage your affairs!" be ex- erabie emphasis. claimed, losing ‘patience as he saw “L thought it was natural for wom-|{h® pudding. = “If you used @ little en to couk,” he said one day when|CO™mon sense and had a ilttle system the fish was burned to a cinder, about your work your meals would be Then after a few moments’ stience! 9" time and well cooked. Do try to Jane remarked: jo better, dear; I can't eat such 5 m yas over to Emma Lovejoy’s to- | Now, if you had taken a nice iittle apartment in New York I might have had some pride in it, but this ugiy Well, what of it nearly every day. aren't you? You are over M ev on’ 4 1 pain, ! ‘You'se both away off,’ says the|they ran around and shrieked with} °# 4 two seein to bi 1 y" {old house-—ugh!—it gives me th My watch is always correct to the| ‘ird. "By my watch it’ their little playmates I could tell that| thers hold that open statements |¥ ure Sol 0 GAY cece masta creeps. That paper, for tnstance,” Lizzie busts out laughing with} tney were all right—at least, their|@ to particular pains and unpleas-| aifferenco between tho way George | Pointing to the clean but old fash- econd,’ he says, ‘I've carried tt nine- lmuch demonstration. The three scowl teen years and it's never failed me]and go out frowning like as if their ymptoms, or my: je same effect, are little Imbs and lungs were sound,/#ntly Prophet terious hints to yet! mother-in-laws had just recovered | As for you, I never saw you looking TECAt that tho fellow next to him ex- [fem serious Hinesses, “And that ends younger, prettier or healthier.” generally uttered to concentrate at- |tradites a silver watch from his vest |'"SQuite a mix-up," sald the newa-| Mra, Jarr received the tributes tol ‘nen 00 The Water ge ae Docket and glances at it, paperman, for locks and pouthtuiness with caim |. i: 7827 not betas & paychologion! “‘T beg your pardon,’ he says to the “Yes,” replied Lucile. “And the approval, but at Mr, Jarr’s conclu 4. | Savant, dismissed these ideas Ightly 7 " funny part was they was all erro. 5, first fellow, ‘but you're off, halt a | SAY Part Was thy Mitutes anesd of |ing testimony as to her health, her) minute ay wateh hag never missed the faatest one ot he, three tickers | expression changed, and with a dep- @ single tick in three yoars.’ ey had, and mine ain't been one- | —.., “ee S Gael’ gaye the Ort one with a [Snth of & aecond off color tm sine | recevery Sesture, ehe: began to ditter bc months.” with him, laugh ‘That's rich, To think your old silver time-pieco should be correct h wrong would make a j from his mind and repeated again thet Mrs. Jarr looked well, “But I'm not well, I toll you,” re- torted Mrs. Jarr, “Gertrude doesn’t do a thing except mope around, I ; | don't ee Why we should pay hor ns i B *? | when I have to do all the work." | Mr. H ow M ens Habits ega n i| Never mind Gertrude," he said | Snally, as the best thing to say. Say, kid, the first fellow gets mad, ‘Yes, he says, ‘I seo you're laughing.’ | & swan nAAAnAAAAOA Anne “It was time for me to g¢t in. Copyright, 1016, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), ‘Listen, gents!’ ‘L says. ‘You two Cts ob 7 | "But T do mind her, that’s just the . : No. '. oice as to the time. England may | Wouldn't come to a parting of the is Ne ¢ phe pal have been playing carda in 1240, but trouble,” Mrs, Jarr declared, “It's ways and means all on account o} LOT of us our na- +4 ehh Hp ages i Mea ge half a minute, would you? Please tional anthem, There’ probably not so soon as that. by the always this way. Your servant girl a hotlend of the fourteenth ceatury, how- controversy about what thelever, everybody bad got tho craze. national flower ought to be. But there} When Cortez was taking Mexico to pieces, some of his soldiers showed the Aztecs a few card tricks aud made |gets married and leaves you after you get her broken in.” ‘And after yhe gets broken up,” suggested Mr, Jarr. “Well,” said Mrs, Jarr, “she hasn't broken anything to-day, for I had to ash her dishes, don't go to mussh ch other up tn ere, They isn't sawdust on the floor in this pulace of mastleation, you bea Ay fev tive: «HIRAM! mae hain ti is no difference of opinion as to the ell, sit, re CS egins to 3 luugh at the other two and me. ‘They | D&tlonal game, Put the question tole big hit. : "t fight, he says. the electorate from Boston to Los} The wise boys even claim that “We will if we want to, suye the | Angeles, from Canada to the Gulf, as |C@rds may have helped out the be. cere iokes joyous our dull, rainy |S2aing Of printing. ‘They were hans | w man, rough-like. You bet wo will, if we choose,’ | afternoons and our Saturday nights. |palnted at first, but later were printed so nervous to do anything. the second. Back with @ slout will come the au- {the cngraving business s0 It Was rou. tude 1s an emottonal young * ‘But, argues the third, obtusely, 4 , ‘you ain't mot nothing to fant avec (omne when the demand came for wooden| thing,” remarked Mr. Jarr. “From all n jeara about this latest heart Neither one of you has the correct Poke: time.’ He looks at his watch and con- It's our game, of a foreign and very f our ligbt-running di tic, tinues: ‘One iy two minutes slow and |“neleat Mheage—perhaps even going eee i bapigclatry tho ather two and a half. My wateh | back to the old Persians—but we man, a stranger to our proud {ei hetter time-keeper than the wun, {ade st what it is. Brought to Louis- shed route, propoues “phe two others begins to laugh |iaia by the French under the name seth, he ta, type. The old Venetian pack had seve, cards, four of ‘em f chevalicr and valel, by of the fifteenth century it), n cut to fifty-two and the cheval to G With great gustave. Rigat away old | of “poque,” so the story runs, a bun- {thrown out ma trhinony Mister, Goodnatured third guy gets |dred and’ seventy-five years ago, it] The first suit marks "1K dumbwaiter shaft and then dis- so: |was patiently and affectionately nour-}which are supposed toh. ippears into nowhere, Perhaps be at's the delicious joke? he In- lished by those thoroughgoing plung-|fulth; money, charity; club: You guys act like a couple /era who travelled on the Misslasippi|and swords, justice. Cups i money is dlamonds, Why whould be be taken Was i quires, nps.? | River steamboats until the great year | hearts, clubs | serie | vho does asks the first {n its bistory dawned, This was 1860,])stands unchanged, and swords is| “jiccause he was @ serivus man,” nist’ TL says. ‘Hesitate! Pro- |when “draw” was invented. spades, lesiteataira acre “AlN Gian who Ere |mrastinate! Sand your tracks! You] anybody apparently is entitled to To show how hard it Is to run down three don't want our kitehen force Pare eee enore the fire deck of {the beginning of any card game, take| Pose are serious men; that’s why on your necks, do you? Our bie |cards was shuffled, But Asia has the }oUr pink-tea favorite, bridge. women marry them, They do not jeohef throwed thres prize-fiehtors out |bent claim to the honor. ‘Phe Chines, {@f all tne books written about it, it's! marry teil 2a" Hast ovening and never quit smiling |of course, say they invented ‘em; but]&" orphan, though sore claim it is] Ai Gone they marry triflers?” Jonce, Ho had two three-minute ees i ‘4 *Vdescended from the Russian past in the water boiling and. they wae {iia @ne Keyps are also tn the run: | birit It broke into Europ asked Mr. Jarr, ‘1 imagine that a “But, says tho first fellow, ‘T know |! ei America. my waten ts right’ ne Et ae Regn telling for |’ Let us close witha word of kindly) more than # mere trifle of money ‘And I know mine is, says the |Gurda Tay have been suggested by | Stmonition to any rah individual who | and doesn’t trifle with tt in cafes, but second. might be tempted to take a poker sa - l *‘And I'm positive mine's exactly | chess. Chance With hia week's pay. Throw | brings It home and says to bis wite— } the jolly triler that he is~'Here ts a correct,’ says the third, TORS sBArDS ye three When you hold “A right! Baaye.’ ‘I'l see that | ways by which y might have come a Kind- and draw one the! moro r you, my darling!’ isn’ Iyou « ch get'a medal for the promp- | ity. wurer By ous old frionds fhe chances are 11% to 1 against im- ge noe for you, my ng!’ isn’t le of yor tehes. Now let's psies, by the Moors when the: ra ‘and odd “ bad sort. tude of your n Ww let's | BYP y we. Draw two und the odds drop/® [Ad aorta ts oe ne said Mrs, Jarr, “but the average trifler perform that functionary for which | mopped up Spain, and the Crusaders, to 1 against you, Some (and | this lovely place was tnstalled and |These Crusaders were red-hot gam- ould know better) havo ev ne blers when they weren't fighting the | drawn two to fill a flush, You've ont; | !8," chronic bachelor. Baracens. You cam alao take yourlone chaace to twenty-four, \ "Ob, I see," said Mr, Jara, @ay no more about our watches, Come on—less al] inhale our soup,’ Jarr made no comment on this. | | anything.” everything | AVIE you son the ads, published 4 She said she was | EY lately in the. theatrical | lectual wave; but pleasant trifler who has a good Job to! tritle with downtown and who earns’ j¢reats Emma and the way you treat |/0ngd paper on the wall, me." A tear slid down her cheok and splashed on to her plate. Robert sighed, then queried. “Now, tell me ail about it, 1 can't anything #9 very “The first big roll of money I find Tl have this room ropapered. asked the landlord to do it, but he said at the rent We were paylug be would make no repairs.” ; “T think we pay enough for nis old ous “Jane, dear,” Robert sald soberly, you think you really try to make the be.t of things? I know the house, your surroundings, aré not what you would lke, that ‘everything is dif- ferent—and hard, Dut, dear,,we have each other, and until I get a raise that will b> t all we will have And, Jane, tt makes me very unhappy to see you so discontented.” “If you ar happy, what do you you do." Jane paused to When George Lovejoy comes he do "t what be does, {t's what you doesn’t come in saying ‘What, late again?’ or something ners aren't late to say it,” mes home he al-~ her and! “Perhaps his di end he has no cau “Well, when he ¢ a 8 ways—so Emma think Lam?" Jane replied, as ‘she asks in the nic st Wa) Hi ' sue flounced out of the room. ‘Tou might been doing with herself all day jat itast caro wv uch as orgs naver way a, creas Sere te Hers 00. Lovejoy 4 aa Lama Wal 08 Raa fa badly cooked It may be, rucond raise in a year yesterday. (To Bo Continued.) Mollie of the Movies Courright, 1916, by The Prow Purnantng Co. (The New York Wraning World), t's all right respecting a new intel- ben in respecting 4 he respect of—well, when agazines about wanting to the studio the direc- ? They usually have the word! 1 my below-zero demeanor ARIOS" splurged across the | and questioned further. When I told et ing then un-| Him my, innermost fears he laughed , in blackfac {ny n ['ve heard him since his neath it tells about wanting come | rival 7 drinking. slapstick and horse. | ‘the 1 our costume design- # thatier and told him to show me the n de-| sketches for the futurist costumes, h v up (who used to do canvases: Vayhington Rquaro on a Bleak By Alma Woodward here it you lose » free trow | liwat, a aa W X | We how th igust Day” but Huds more money in jaffectod me: Monday ) went on to explain that no curves in the whole thing was angled, Then tume: , my dear! Very ar- ed with triangles of i¢, and gracefully jinto the Pres delivercd # lecture every bit a a8 tho: 1 aid th stead of bein nom ‘had spread elowly to all branches of Jart, though it was m pronounced {n painting and music; that th gins were sincere and that ¢ though We couldn't love the darn stutt right off it waa our duty to r tunige and respect anything new and | bo gious, Therefore we were about to I produce @ futurist movie, i So ls Right away my mind travelled te! "No the only futurist thing [ever knew! gown | about-—"The Woman Walking Dow \tairs.” ‘There followed on the first, a’ |thought—a second. That was Hady's costume, which was | more transparent than a sunbeam on} washday. Immediately I became dig- nifle 4 © the freak of a Here ng twenty minutes ev- ng on a Yurkish towel to vine shape; and they go » up with 4 couple of plant » 4 townhouse in sumer! 3 doing on thit wooden tea- I've got lines of my own, I'm good looking, normal woman, nual woman!” says he, in dis- “There aint no auch thing.” So what can you do when you gotta mi your living? Kven now f can |hear them sundpapering my sleeves Boing the star, who else could play!in the next room, A bas With the the dame on the escalator except me? futuriste! i"

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