The evening world. Newspaper, July 1, 1920, Page 25

= 5 i THURSDAY, JULY 1, 1920 Pansy Pays a Visit to Fairyland; Discovers That Sunshine the Pony Feeds on Raspberries and Salad In This Instalment of Her manian Queen Reveals to ‘They all allowed themselves Girl, but this gave her rather a fright. But the cream-colored ponies and pony all ailowed themeelv: came to Sunshine she threw her arms if he had been papa, mamma, siste! « Qu I think there ts nothing in the world so beautiful and so perfect,” said Pansy. “May I come back to see him some time, and will you some- times talk to him about me?” ‘ “Caw, caw!" cried the old crow, be- cause he thought he saw tears in Pansy’s yes. “Til tell you what!" exclaimed Pansy, suddenly, “can't you give me @ pair of little red tights and make me into a stable boy, because then I can remain with Sunshine always, al- ways!" “And what about all the doors you want to open?” asked the old dame. “Could I not do both?" asked Pansy. ‘The old woman shook her head. “You can't be a discoverer and re- main in one place,” she exclaimed. “He who wants to explore must never get too fond of places or people.” “Oh!” sighed Pansy, looking with loving eyes at Sunshine, “Pil tell you what!” said the old woman, “I shall lend you Sunshine for part of your adventures, For in- stance, I am sure you want to dis- cover what is in the big forest be- hind my stables. You shall have Sun- shine for that excursion. What will happen afterward we shall see!" “Oh, may I keep him for a whole day?” cried Pansy gleefully. OH, BOY! LISTEN TO THIS: IN SWEDEN THE TAXIS ARE) DRIVEN BY GIRLS! © you want to go joy-riding with D Velma? It's perfectly proper, fi be arrests for speeding and the meters would register higher mileage i * ¢ taxicab drivers were winsome mais Happenings of the Magic Stable. By Marie, Queen of Roumania AMI DAMMYDIMMYDOO had got up from her chair and, followed by Pansy, she went up to each horse and patted It. Mg stood straight up in the air like @ pillar of fire, to be kissed on their noses, and when Pansy and brothers and grandma all in one. ER LITTLE BEINGS THAT LOOK UNDER STON Fantastic Tales, the Rou- Her Readers the Mystic to be touched except Sun-God, who Pansy was a brave little the unripe chestnuts and the tiger- around his neck and hugged him as The old woman nodded, and in rap- turous delight Pansy threw her arms again around the peautiful pony’s neck, “How delightful!” cried Pansy I am always afraid it's all a I shall have to wake up out of, “Tut, tut,” grumbled the old dame; “not all your experiences will be as Pleasant as this one!” “Every ono is not as nice as you, ma'am,” said Pansy politely. Pansy was now inside the forest and sitting straddle-legs without a saddle on the back of the most beautiful Pony in all the world. His long sun- colored mane was her reins, and each time he shook his head a waft of de- “put through ream Mayor.” printed. deny acrostic, Dethi Baszoo, the the Bazoo, says the Mayor him the rhyme and asked that it be This the Mayor does ‘The poem turned out to be an and Mr. thinks the proof reader was negligent In not noticing it, however, The rhyme in question follows: What an able ma Able is the word, Live and love his plan, Here Are Some Up-to-the-Minute Gowns and Hats Seen at the Ascot Races, England ‘The Migyorof Delhi Copyright, 1020, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World). T looks 2s though Mayor Perkins Walker of Delhi a suit for damages against The executive claims the paper injured his good name hurt him in his race for re-ele publication yesterday morning of a poem entitled “To Our Editor Ulishd Q. Pertle, of Cyrus will file the lighted. was Mr. Walker with its sentiment that he’ took it personally to Editor Pertle and asked that it be printed. The paper had been off the press.an hour when the Mayor no- ticed a crowd of men and boys at the cornet of Main and Trotsky Streets, reading the poem and laugh- ing. As he aproached Jake Scooter, an Anti-Walker Democrat, said: “Great poetry about you, Mayor!” “Yes, very nice!” replicd the Mayor, modestly, “Did you read it up and down? The Mayor didn't appear to under- stand, and Scooter showed him how the initial letters spelled “Walker A Fool.” The Executtve was furious. “Does anybody know who wrote that rhyme?” he demanded. handed nou Walker letous perfume from the violets came Knocks are never heard, “gome lovin’ friend, I reckon,” sald to her turned-up nose. Easy is bis manncr, Soooter. Pinky-Panky was @ great chatter- Rally ‘routd banner! “It's a plot,” roared Mr. Walker, box, which suited Pansy very well, because Pansy had in nowise given up her habit of “whye" and “whats,” “What do yéu give Sunshine to eat?” she asked. “Sugar and raspberries and fresh salad and orange-sweet carrots, and golden oats and dried plums without thelr stones, and red-faced apples,” answered the stable boy. “Does he like all those thing “Wo only give our horses things they like.” “And what does Sun-God eat?” mail. Always is he smiling, Funny and beguiling, Oft he goes to walk, Ob, how he can talk! Let's elect this By reading the fi lines downward it may be seen that the poem says “Walker A Fool.” The poem reached the Mayor in his It bore no date and was signed only “An Ardent Admirer.” reat man! letters of the “and you're at the bottom of it. Constable Pelee Brown present?” “Here!” sajd the officer. “Arrest that man!” Constable Brown flew at Scooter, A fight followed In which the offic was knocked down four times, but he subdued hia man by giving him some cigar coupons. The Mayor claims the whole affair is a plot to beat him at the polls; others think differently. The whole town is talking. There is much fndignation. Is So de- The garr, [ually Copyright, 1990, by ‘The Press Publishing Oo. (The New York Kveuing World), “ec EB should have more of these little office t- together luncheon remarked Johnson, the cashier, “We should have them about once a month.” “But Ed Jarr doesn't get enlarge- ment of the heart that often,” said Jenkins, the bookkeeper. “Bh, Ed?" “I can't dip into the office cash when I want to, I!ke Johnson can, and charge it to ‘petty cash," sald Mr, Jarr, All except the’ cashier laughed heartily, and then Jenkins remarked that Johnson was surely a good sport to forgive the remark Mr. Jarr had made, “For,” explained Jenkins, “anybody who has the price can byy @ dinner, but it takes a good fellow to accept an affront lke Johnson took tne crack Ed Jarre made about his dip- ping into the cash drawer. Johnson, we'll drink your health, metaphor- ically speaking." “And let’s drink a health to Jen- kins, who knows how to order a good dinner,” said Johnson. “I rather fancy I've had some coaching,” said Jenkins, “When I wan at college we had a dining club to which all the tiptoppers belonged.” “Good little Jenk! Health to Jenk- ina!" cried the exuberant Johnson, “Walter can't you seo Mr, Jarr wants you to bring another bottle of that against-the-law beverage? Don't be angry, Ed. The stupid - low didn’t catch your ey “Here, go light, you fellowe!” he said with mock jocosity, “I'm about all in, financially.” “It would be a good joke to ran “He eats flowers especially planted for. him, and they must all be yellow, and the sun must have shone on them first, “Oh! there are very funny little men who plant mushrooms and grub about under the earth looking for precious stones.” “Dwarfs?” asked Pansy. “Yes, sort of dwar! “Are all those other little red boys in Dame Dammydimmydoo's stable your brothers?" asked Pansy, pursu- ing her investigations, “T really don't know," was Pinky- Panky's upexpected answer. “You don't know your own broth- ‘Oh! there are such a lot of us," said Pinky-Panky indifferently. “But where ts your mother?” don't know,” repeated the Imp; ‘ou see We aie hatched in the sun- shine, out of a sort of huge honey- comb, and we are all ripa nearly on the same day, and quantities of us ‘at all!” “Why do you want to be so wise?" ingutred the Imp. Pansy pondered for a moment. “I really don’t know,” she answered, after a pause, “but I nuppose all little girls want to know things just because people don't want to tell us.” “To tell you what?" “Oh! all things we want to know.” “I suppose ju want to know so many things all at once that they can- not tell you.’ be | gent think t's that,” said Pansy ¥. ‘What do you think it Is, than?” “J think,” said Pansy slowly, “that they don't want us to be too wise, be- cause then they could not be superior " Qivatigse, 1900, by the Bel Sion, tne, In suprise He we ald. ? LS Saeapes eae ope Beseie Maclain. sister Isabet and I Dépt tor & owim. It wae the fret The Evening World's” Kiddie Klub Korner Capyetent, 1900, by The Prem Pabiishing Oo, (fhe New York Brenig World) Conducted by Eleanor Schorer AOYAGLATHTS craw! out of our cells together.” “How pt nthe 3 exclaimed This particular little chipmunk Pansy; “then you are not real little Had black eyes, First the one, then the other he wunk To espy near his den A late caller and when looked closer, who was it but] sti hi skunk! AR Cousin Bleanor: such a lovely time Flag Day that 1 want to tell you what I have two friends with whom I play most of the time. nameg are Hognrietta Brown and ‘Those two, and my went out in a GS. Skunk and polecat are one and the same. Is it etrange That a beast should dislike his real name, And should change It from one that has grown 80 distastefully known? je way have not altered they ° Letters From Cousins, We had time that any of us had ever tried to row, and the first time that we had dared to go out in a boat with out some grown-up person, But as long as all our mothers knew It, we were ready to see what would hap- ‘Their a8 by Ruse 's dock to swim off... We stayed in one whole hour, and ia ing happened. We had to swim, for the water was over our heads. Finally, we bad to come in, so we took our last dip, then toddied home. We had supper and then played out cf doors until 8.80. Don't you think we had a dandy time? I'll say we did. Sincerely, COUSIN MARGARET RHODDES, Red Bank, N. J. WHY WE SHOULD SAVE THE BIRDS. O you know that if there were no birds, the country would be turned into a great, barren waste through the ravages of insects? Our feathered friends, the birds, are the greatest insect destroyers and as you are all true patriots, 1 know that ‘ou will do your part to conserve ind life. ‘The best way is to put a bird feed- ing shelter on a pole about five feet above the ground near your favorite window, You will have jots of fun watching the birds feed in the winter and besides you will have the added satisfaction of knowing that you ure doing your bit to muke the world safe for the birds, Birds like bread crumbs, corn, buckwhi sunflower seeds, millet and last mit not least, suet. Put the food so that cats and dogs cannot get it, and your labor and expense will certainly be well rewarded. By GERARD BOLGUR, aged tour- teen, Hillsdale, N, J, MAY E88AY CONTEST AWARD WINNER, A Hike Up Mount Utsayantha. WO years ago while visiting some friends in the Catek Mountains we all took o hike up Mount Uteayantha. It was @ glorious crisp morning in May and we started out at 9 o'clock sharp. ‘This mountain, though only 4,000 feot high, ls very steep and it took us three hours to reaeb she summit the bill up to more than Jarr haa on him and leave him in hock for tho balance!" suggested Jenkins. “Maybe he's getting cold feet, said Johnson. “I won't take anot thing if he begrudges what he'e spending!” “That reminds me," said Jenkina, “a friend of mine has ball game tick- ets. me to bring a couple of chaps and join him. We'll run on, Jonnson—Jarr will be fussing over the check here with the walter for half an hour.’ “But we'll evld Johnson. finish the wine first.” “Gee, it don’t sesm natural drinking booze out of tea cups!” And after congratulating each other on the happy thought of all having luncheon together, Jenkins proposed a toast in honor of John~ son, becauso Mr. Jarr had hurt his feelings previously. Then Johnson suggested a toast to Jenkina, Then they hurried off and left My. Jarr to settle. “The bill is fust $16, sir,” said the waiter. “I beg your pardon, sir," added the walter as he bowed Mr. Jarr out, “but you come her? occasionally for our business men’s luncheon with @ other gentleman, A gent with a red nose and a gold tooth”—— “Yos, his name's Rangle—a nelgh- bor of mine uptown.” “He left a sult of clothes here to- day, forgot it, sir, It's packed in @ box, air.” “Give it to me!” cried Mr. Jarr eagerly. “I'll take It.” And so \t was he walked away, minus all his money but carfare, but possessing a sult of clothes—evi- dently a brand new sult We first pa then continued alon side, Upon reaching Dover's Turn we rewted there a while, but soon started on again, From here on the road goes through a forest with only a few open spaces here and there. In the heart of this forest not far from the summit of the mountain we came upon the grave of the beautiful maiden. Utsayantha, after whom the two lonely farms and the open hill- mountain is named. This qrave is gurrou al large stones with a cross at the head, and under the cross lies an inscribed trblet of the matden's history. From the grave it is only a short walk to the top, and as we emerged from the forest, we marvelled at t wonderful scenery below. The hills piled over one another in the distance, and they were still dark green and brown from the long Winter weather, while the valleys were beginning to put on the fresh young green of early Spring. Then we entered the Stone- view Tower. When we had finished our lunch we went to the top of the tower and there beheld a wondrous view of the beautiful valley and vil- lages below. After spending three hours at the tower we commenced the descent, reaching home at sun- down. There was a beautiful sunset that day, a perfect gnd for a perfect a Ry. By CAROLINE M, STUBCK, aged fifteen, New York. HOW TO JOIN THE KLUB ANDO: OBTAIN YOUR PIN. bers uh out st of the toe 042, Ot” O44, ae i4ie" Klub, tow, Ni irik a note 18, we you must a eget, NASI! ale o- eo fg) nl “COUPON NO. 641, a em ee A Does the Curse of the Gurneys’ End With Death of Lady Dudley ~ By a Mysterious Drowning? A Beautiful Shop Girl, She Was Adopted by a Lady, Married a Rich Earl and Was Friend of King Edward. By Otis Peabody Swift. ‘ Copyright, 1920, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Bvening World.) 4S the curse of the Gurney family, which followed the beautiful Rachael Gurney, Count of Dudiey, in her meteoric career (rom shop girl to Countess, come to an end? é Lady Dudley was drowned Sunday while bathing alone in the sea a& Connemara, Ireland, and the tragedy ends a life in which brilliant success and constant unhappiness were mingled, Born a poor girl, wooed mother’s millinery shop by the young and rich Lord Dudley, she recogriftion from England's nobility and won even the friendship of King Edward, only to find her plans end in misfortune and disaster. there was much comm The Gurneys are an ancient fmt! es Sete rom whether the ahop gift Lord. i of Merfolkshire, descended rem Thoman de Gourney, who alded in the f murder of King Edward Il. with hot But London found Lord ay ir-n bars, Mrs. Gurney, mother of Hi Bie Wl Rachel, divorced her husband, a e pollt Quaker banker, soon after her daugh- seemed passionately devoted. ¢ ter's birth, and o, ned a millinery Wife. She, in turn, soon bi shop to. support ier two children, London at her feet. The cous) res Albert Edward, Prince of Wales, be- ceived he nd in a few years bp was came grea‘ly Interested in the beau- one of the leaders of London tiful mother ahd she became known When Edward VII. asce ‘| as one of the long list of professional throne he became friends wittt the beaut in. whom Albert. Edward young Countess, and soon aftes (Lord later showed interest, Then as Dudley wae sent to Ireland ax Lerd Rachel, the daughter, grew older sho Lieutenant. Success followed, hem began to develop the rare beauty for there, and both wee po: the ; people, en ae ene of the Gurney Pei? vas not until 1908, when Dédiey 0 ¢ counter in her Was made Governor General of, mate ted pom was here that, ‘Falla, that rumors of unhapt at the age of cighteen, she met the !” their married lite spread & young Barl of Dudley, son of Geo Lord Dudley is said to giana, Lady Dudley, and heir to the ‘alians by title ‘and $20,000,000 fortune of his Actresses to the Governnient a oe aokoe’ in’ tive Aatipocens tht path eo Young Dufley was already known for the speed with which he could they would sepangte. spend.the family fortune, both at the | Lady Beresford, who had sfirsp gambling table and the race track. Jie Introduced the Countess to was a member of the eet that fol- society, made a trip to Aust lowed the Prince of Wales, and the Visit the couple and matters stories of his escapades made chojce temporarily pettled. Later, ho reading in England's society journals, ® Separation agreement was Ic was shortly after hi pPpearance @nd Lady Dudley received af in a Weat Bind gambling se during income of $45,000 by thr a raid by the London police that he the settlement, announced his engagement to Rachel could hold her gay young Gurney. Since their first meeting Mrs. Gur- ney's millinery shop had failed, and Rachel had been taken into the family of the Lady Beresford, who hid been ipherectos et thi ui a] adopted daughter. A year later, Sep 15, 1891, Rachel was married to Lord tralian Volunteer Hospital Dudley. in the parish church at oe. sere duty in the field in sea, The Prince of Wales atten . 7 The Earl of Dudley and V! Edman, her oldest son, survis The Earl of Dudley is the brother of Jehn Hubert Ward,” whe married Miss Jj Reid, es of Whitelaw Reid, American ador to England. Maxims of a Modern Maid Be Martusrite Mooen Manclhalll Copyright, 192, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Brening World) a tine engaged to Herbert son of Prince Bismarck of but the marriage was never nized, With the coming of the, War Countess Dudiey joined t! the wedding and many of the younger set were present, but social London refused to recognize the match be- tween the Lord and shop girl. The court did not send the customary royal gifts to the wedding, and when the pair left for a honeymoon in Italy Ye orla was ang her, dow ALLING in love is ike getting sunburned—some people begin to suffer in less than an hour, while days of exposure have no cffect on others, Reason 9,862 why a man [uarries: In order to have some one t® pack his trunk before going away on summer vacation, Reason 9,862 why a woman marries: In order to have some one to strap her trunk b. g. @. 0. # ¥. ‘A few men may live up to the single standard of morality, but every man has a double standard of manners— those he keeps for his wife and thos he uses when in the company of other women. Yes, Cecile, woman is an extrav- agant wretch, but the average man spends more for personal non-essen- tlals than any three women of his acqu tance. Add masculine logicians: The man who won't go into the ocean before July 4, yet who calls another man @ mollycoddie for ref\ ig to jump off @ moving train. Before a man marries a woman she is his ideal; afterward, she must con- tent herself with being his memory, his scapegoat, his nurse, his ke his shop window. ‘When a man his lived long enough to learn how to make love he 1 so old no one wants him to do it. The reason why women adopted the fashion of summer furs La that they could keep as warm and comfortable as thely masculine who wear “lightweight” (7) wool suits, including coats and vests, off by stiff, high linen collars. 'y the late Mr, Elwell played