The evening world. Newspaper, December 21, 1920, Page 25

| Ellabelle, j will appear on this page soon. Pa gare JIARGUERIT: / Copyright, 1920, Press Pubtiaing Ue, ‘ins ‘Rew York'wrening Went nt © Some men Are #0 busy dictating letters ating three-hour tunches, Delegating details to interiors, Flattering the ego of supefiora, ‘Telephoning, smoking, swearing, Trying to find the wearer of (he Shortest skirt in New York, J And meanwhtie not missing anything that comes alonz— Being, in short, the busiest of busy Dusiness men— That they won't have ONE MINUTE to choose a Christmas present for * their wives, And, on Christinas morning, will pass across the breakfast table A hurriedly written cheok and a “Sorry, m' dear—didn't know what to buy. Suit yourself!” ‘And the wives, knowing that the gift is merely money, Will frown if there are two figures instead of three, or three instead of tour— And they'll have such a merry Christ- mas! Bome men— Gober-sided, sparse-haired creatures, these— Will_have been talking about “the wife's” Christmas present Since the day after Thanksgiving. ‘They haye no use for the mystery stuff, And !t never occurs to them to sur- prise anybody. Vila come out strong for “practical” Used, you jectives. But ‘the wives of these men: are not spared one, And their Christmas present hudband usually — consists “something for the house" — upholstered armohair, a china closet, new rugs for the lving -_ sensible, durable—t'll spare the other depressing ad- from of Ao room. I suppose there are women, as well as men, who consider that sort of thing ‘A happy thought for a holiday gift —Dbut it’s not my Kea Of merry Christmaay Some MAN— 1 know there is oné— Treasures in his heart the LITTLE wishet ‘That have flown, like binds, from his % wife's lips— ‘The things for for which she just never finds the monoy after paying the iceman and the laundry man and the grocery man and the man who sells ‘mutter and egss. ‘And this husband Buys her a bovk of-verse, the sub- scription to her favorite maga- ‘On, zine, pair of silk stockings, a silver powder box, an !ncense burner, Sweets and a red rose. If he hasn't the money For all these things, or for any ox- cept the least, He gives her that, and looks into her eyes On Christmas morning, and he tells her She is bis heart of youth, his world’s eee " ‘ . ace u e loves tells her with words and “tells her with a kiss . . ‘Thus theirs shall be a very merry Christmas. American Girl in Poland Freed. PSPATCHDS trom the De- partment of State at Wash- ington report that the two Polish Relief Workers, reported recently as captured by the Lith- uanians at Kovno, have been ro- leased. ‘The two girls, members of the Polish Grey Samaritans of the American Y. W. C, A, are Martha Graczyk and Mary Was- nilczyk. Miss Graczyk Is a@ Ronester girl. Her companion is from Poland. They were en- raged in distrituting food to Polish children under the Am- erican Relief Administration at the time of the arrest. Miss Graczyk sailed for Poland in 1919 with twenty-nine other girls of Polish descent who went to Poland for social service after the Armistice. Dolou Kmow? QUESTIONS. 1, What “is the largest city in Nevada? 2. What great falls in Africa are said to be larger than Niagara? 3, Where do capers grow? 4 What does nolens volens (Latin) mean? 5. Who was called “The Nightmare of Murope?” 6. What mame is given to the bar- ren, of the Arctic Gir- cle? 7. What bird is virtually wingle 8. With what famous fleet did Philip of Spain attempt to ecnauet England in the sixteenth century ® Who was called the “Quaker Poet?” ‘ 10. How many hours are there in a “watch” on shipboard? ANSWERS. 1, Rene; %, Victoria; 9, Mediter- ranean countries; 4, whether willinw ot not: 6 Napoledp Bonaparte; 6, tundras; 7, apteryx! 8 Spanish ‘Ar- Whituer; 10, four, be | TUESDAY, DECEMBER 21, 1920 tho famous poctess, gem and hi has writen another sent it to Bide Dudley. It Watch for it. m E'S |? Lolita Armour's Romance End of Real Fairy Story Good Spirit Brought Her Great Riches, Bad One pe Ay She Can Dance, Will Wed a “Prinee Charming’ and Live in a Wonderful Palace. By Marguerite Dean. Sg ‘New York "vieping eae NCE upon a time—almost (a quarter of a century ago—a lit- tle blue-cyed, galden-haired girl baby was bora in her father’s palace—located in Chicago, Around the cradle of this wee American vilar princess” hovered tke fairies— the good fairies, supposed always to be on the job when @ princess comes into the world. And one of them brought ‘her the gift of ‘beauty, and Gnother the gift of uncounted wealth, and another a loving heart, and a fourth the promise of an even more wonderful palace for her home, Then, in through the window of the nursery—carefully left open for ven- tlation—flew the Bad Fairy. They had forgotten to ask her to visit the young princess, and she felt slighted. So she croaked: “I bring you the gifts Pain, Weakness and Deformity—and ® lot of good may all your other fine presents do you!” Then she laughed wickedly and flew away. That is only a fairy-tale description of the sad beginning in real life of the story of little Lolita Armour, now grown up, the daughter of Mr, and Mrs. J. Ogden Armour, whose engage- ment to John J. Mitchell jr, one of Chicago's richest young men, has just been announced. All over Amerita there are men and women who never saw her and never will see her, but who are saying to themselves, ‘That poor little rich girl is going to be just as happy as any othor girl at last!" Lolita Armour, born in 1896, first granddaughter of Philip D. Armour and heiress in her own right to a for- tune conservatively estimated at $60,000,000, weighed only three pounds when she came.into the world and was one of the first of the incubator babies and certainly the most famous of them all. She thrived from the beginning in the carefully warmed Blass box, and after some weeks was brought back to her own beautiful nursery apparently a normal child, When she grew old enough to walk, See ‘ By Roy L.M¢ScARDELL Compright, 1920, by the Press Publishing Co however, it was discovered that shee, ibid ia Ov apa gael couldn't. Then an X-ray examination ere. visiting the toy aia isclosed that, this little daughter of HAR PGE ARIEL ee einen Wealth, for whom a $2,000,000 home seal tive Santa Claus" presided. had been spectally built in the exciu- “Pell Santa Claus what you want eive Lake Forest district outside Chi- cago, was suffering from a dislocation of fhe bones’ of the legs; the hip bones were not in their sockets. And of what use to her were her millions and all the other gifts of the good fairies, if she was to be a hopeless, ain-racked cripple all her life? But when Lolita was six years pld— enter not the Fairy Godmother, but the Fairy Godfather, to undo the harm wrought by the Bad Fairy's ifts. His name in réal life was Adolf renz, and he was the most siulled expert in the dseases and deformi- ties of bones that his own city of Vienna or any other in the /world contained, . He was brought to America by Lolita Armour's father, who is said to have offered a fee of $100,000 to the magician of medicine that might cure the suffering little girl. Those of us who were children tn 1902 remember he: ..ug our mothers and fathers read .v us from the newspapers about the “poor little Armour girl,” who, per- haps, would be able to play about like us after the good doctor had treated her. The operation itself seemed Unusual almost to the point of wiz- andry, since the knife was not used Dr. Lorenz pulled the bones and joints into shape with his bare hands, and then placed a plaster cast about them to held them in position, Lolita’s cure was not instantane- ous; the plaster cast had to remain in place six months, and after that her father and mother took her to Vienna for further treatment, First, the world heard that she walked; then, that she rode her pony and romped through childish games; finally—triumph of normality—that she DANCED and was to have a coming-out party just like that of every other girl, Like her friends, too, she served during the war in one of thé National Service Schools of the women's section of the Navy League. The story ends as it began, like every proper fairy story, for the prin- cess has found her prince, will marry him and—let us hope—live happy ever after, ——————__ OA AAA RPP, GOING DOWN! ‘AR QUESTIONING ONE— ‘What is your MOTIVE in working where you are? You hold your position accord- ing to a principle, which is faith- dul service to your employe: giving bim the best that is in you, Whether tn court, in business w everyday life, the MOTIV. s the thing that counts, Sincerely, “ALFA SMITH. ne re nanan sani said Mrs. “Don’t be afraid, Jarr sooth- he won't burt But Master Jarr was not afraid. He afterward told the tale to those in his confidence. the mature Master Inzy Slavinsky, aged twelve, and the worldly-wise Master Johnnie Rangle, aged eleven. “1 knowed who the store Santa Claus was, 1 seen him @ coupla Christmases ago with his whiskers off and I knowed him by his big feet, too!" So Master Jarr gazed again upon the protuberant pedal extremitics of this palpatly false and commercial- ized Santa Claus and sneered. Willie, thus being between the wood Saint and Mrs, Jarr, and the little girl ftill hiding her eyes against her mother's dress, gave Mrg. Jarr oppor- tunity to regard the Santa Claus with @ suspicious glance. By the stains on the good Saint's whiskers, Mrs. Jarr could gee he had been indulging in that filthy weed, to- bacco, Santa Claus read the mean- ing of the glance. Othe? fond moth- era had gazed with the same displeas- ure all that day and the day before, “Please move on to the toy depart- ment,” said good Saint Nick in a husky voice. “If youse children has been good you'll git what your father, and n tinued Santa Claus, “and if youse has been bad, like some of de young fal- lers around here is, youse don't get nutting, see!” Master Jarr assumed an angelic ex- pression of mingled faith, hope and charity. But in his case these facial expressions were synthetic. Mean- while other parents and other children had gathered around to interview San- ta Claus. Other mothers also detected the traces of tobacco on the beard of Santa Claus and whispered indigna- tion to each other, Little Miss Jarr being now coaxed to look at Santa Claus, nervously did so. But Master Jarr was also gazing with a iningled expression of contempt and derision, unnoticed by his own and the other mothers, This look from his youthful enemy was now returned by the harassed counterfeit patron of holiday cheer with such a baleful glance that little Miss Jarr gave a shriek of terror and pulled her mother away. “This diversion distracted the attention of the other mothers, who murmured in chorus; “Don't be afraid, dearie, burt you!" So Master Jarr, noting thet the at- tention of alf¥ including Santa Claus, was distracted, gave u jerk at the to- bacco stained and papably false whis- kers of the store Santa Claus, and there he stood exposed, a red-faced, sullen, scowling masquerader, while Master Jarr, still undetected, modestly disappeared in the background, and Mrs. Jarr hurried away with her Iit- tle girl But that evening at home, when Mr. Jarr started to discuss the com- ing Yuletide with the children, Mrs. he won't Jarr took him aside and whispered, “Don't say anything about Santa Claus, the children had quite a shock to-day in a store when the false LLUCILE | |_ THE WAITRESS * BY BIO DUDLEY: Coprrteht. 1920, by the Press [ee Co ew York Evenina W 66] SEE ty the papers,” ald Luette the Waitress, as the Friendly Patron took his seat at the lunch counter, “that Kid Gumbo, the prize fighter, lost a decision last night in a scrap with an Unknown up in * Harlem. Did you notice it?” “Why, yes, I believe I did ‘read about it,” he replied. “Want to hear the real low-down on that fight?” ‘Was it a fake?” “Oh, no! It was on the level, ail right, but the Kid oughta licked that Unknown eaay. *He didn’t and there was a reason, He was in here a while ago an’ he told me all about it. When he takes*his seat I says: “Why, hello, Kid! Yer a bum as a scrapper!’ “‘Listen, Lucile,’ he says, ‘I ain't a bum, honest I ain't! “Gwar! I says, ‘I dunno as T want to speak to you, Here I been feedin’ you fightin’ grb for two years an’ you go into the ring and get busted by a Unknown. Yer a bird, you are!’ “Two big tears come in his eyes and he says: ‘Lucile, you ‘member Mamie O'Brien, the little girl that's home in a wheeled chair account 0! bein’ hit by a ®uto’ ‘Yes,’ I says, ‘but why ring in the sob stuft?? “‘Listen!” he goes off. ‘I knowed Mamie, but I never mict any of her folks, Yesterday I heard she was worse an’ that she oughta go to a hospital but didn’t have the coin, So I decides to go in an’ win; then loan her dad the dough I hooked onto. That Unknown stuff was advertisin’ but, on the level, I never knowed who he was. Well, when I was about to step into the ring, whaddye think?’ “Tt dunno,’ L says. “Mickey Crowley, one of my pals, slips me the info that the Unknown is Mamie's brother. He's in there to get the dough for her, too, an’ her hopes are on him, What could I do? “‘Geet Mamie musta been a good friend of yours to be wishin’ her brother would knock yer block ‘oft,’ 1 says. “Me an’ her had had a little scrap,’ says the Kid, ‘an’ she was through with me. But, on the level, Lucile, I couldn't pop her brother’ over—{ couldn't." “I wonder if Mamie what the Kid did for her Friendly Patron. k dunno if she does right now," replied Lucile, “but she’s goin’ to. ‘I got a date to meet myself at Mamle‘s home at 6.80 to-night and, believe me, { got a nice, lovin’ little speech all decomposed to make to her." appreciates * asked the ft oianly CRT N ° ie ial || GINING YOUR. HUSBAND NECKTIE FOR XMAS His YEAR WHAT A BeAuTIFUL THE ELASTIC IS RATHER u Beat It! The Jarrs Coprriaht, 1990, TUESDAY, DECEMBER 21, 1920 are getting ready ior Xmas like reat of us. If you read of their troubles ‘on this page daily, you'll forget your own... all the THEY 5) Lovety ! \ OVER iui Cte No. 37. . AN UNPREPARED DINNER. you don't mind, Alma, I'd like to bring a couple of men home to dinner with me to- t," said Hugh one morning at akfast. ‘I'm .expecting Lamar and Harris of the Continental O11 and Gas Company in from New York this morning. If I could have them out here for dinner I could get a chance to talk with them quietly on my own ground, | want to get next to them If possible, for they represent a lot of capital and I might be able fo interest them in my proposition.” “Of course, Hugh! I answered cheerfully, I loved to think that 1 might help Hugh with his business and that might be a factor in the success that both of us confidently were anticipating for him. Immediately after breakfast I sat down to my desk and wrote out my menu. Then I went to the pantry “ce and made @ lst of everything I would need for that night. Before I even carried the dishes from the breakfast table 1 telephoned my order to the grocery so that I would be sure to get my supplies, ‘Then I called a florist and ordered a Yow flowers Just as Thad finished putting the house {n order and was about to be- gin the preparation of the eyening meal, for I wanted {t to be an espe- clally good dinner, the telephone rang. It'was Mrs. Emmet Sheridan’ “voice at the other end of the line, “My dear child, can't you come for luncheon? I'm entertaining my club and I find I have a few vacant places, and it would be so sweet of you If you would fill one of them. You don't mind, do you, my calling so lute?” Of course, I didn’t mind—-I was de- lighted. Not everybody could get an invitation to the home of the fasir- whiskers fell off the real live Santa in the toy department.” “You don't say so!" said Mr, Jarr. “Yes, indeed, and, really, there should be a law passed forbidding so many false Santa Clauses—why, It almost takes away my own faith, and I wouldn't be surprised if I wouldn't be disappointed in a lot of things this Christmas!" concluded Mra. Jarr wistfully. [I YOU MARRY, SOUR. HUSBAND SY EMOITEH [BY EDITH JOHNSON] AGAIN | fonable and wealthy Mrs. Such opportunities were not to be overlooked. I would telephone to the Irish woman who did my laundry work for me and who on several oc- casions had done gome very satisfac- tury cooking for me. This happened to be Thursday which I knew she al- Ways spent at home. Yes, she replied when I called her, she would come that afternoon and prepare the dinner, Carefully, I went over the menu with her, assuring her that every article of food had been ordered and would, be in the house not later than 2 o'clock. 1 would leave the key to the back door under erator which Sheridan. With a Hght heart, and with the confident belief that’ Mary would cook an excellent dinner, | went to the luncheon, It wag one thing to be invited to one of Mrs. Sheridan's larger parties and qiite another to be asked with ie clo, composed of twelve women, all belonging to the inner circle of local rt ety. Most of the members were 6f Mrs, Sheridan's age, though several of them were no older than myself, ‘They were the “ultra-uits” as ond woman, sitting In an outelde seat of the envious and scornful, called them. If ever you were included nce or twice in that small and ex- clusive circle your social position was secure, After luncheon we played bridge, nd I, the newcomer, created quite a sensation when I carried off the prize, @ very handsome Rockwood vase. {t was half after four when the game was over and the laughing, chatter- ing, intimate group Was ready to take its leave. “Wouldn't you like to drive down- town with me, Mra. Barrett?” asked pretty, vivacious Mrs. John Drake. “I want to piok up @ few little things before the shops close.” Secure in the thought of g00d Irieh Mary cooking my dinner and that all I would have to do would be to ar- range the flowers, I accepted the in- vitation, Elsie Drake was one of thone very smart young women who make per- sonal elegance and charm their ohiet business in life, Her oar was up- holstered in blue velour, to set off her eyes, L suspected, and it nad fittings of dull silver, A glow of pride and happy satisfaction warmed me as | WAAT CONGRESS IS DOING =< Covarigas, 1220, by the Pree Putsiching Oo, ONGRESS is seentoning again, and it's a short speech that has no yawning. Congress is as- sembled this time to put the country on its feet. The last term It put us on the water wagon, Congress is always putting the country some where—on the wagon, on its feet, on the fritz. For a great Nation, we certainly stand a lot of rough han- dling from our misrepresentatives, That must have been a collect mes- sage that Wilson sent to the boys recently, They started sixteen Con- gressional investigations on how to collect more jack. In order to in- crease the rich man’s burden, it ts planned to lift the $3,000 man’s in- come tax from 4 to 6 per cent. This vicious attack ‘on the money interests has raised a ¢rop of wails, It has affected Rockefeller’s golf so much he's cut down his card by eighteen strokes. Other dukes of darby bave drove through the crowded streets with her, The “few little things” she wanted to purchase, it turned out, were favors and decdrations for « dinner she was to give in the near future and their selection required ‘more time than [ had counted on spending with her. We were further delayed by friends and acquaintances stopping her ws we passed through the shops. It was almost 8 o'clock when we turned our backs on the shopping district and started home- ward, much to my relef. When Elsie Drake let me out in front of my house I thanked hor heartily and, turning, ran up the steps and put my, latchkey into the door. Without pausing, I made straight for the kitchen to see how dimer was coming along. Instead of being greeted by the savory odors of food cooking and tho business of last-hour dinner prepara- tions, I found Mary sitting bolt-up- right in the kitchen. her arms folded rigidly and fire darting from her eyes. “Why, Mary," I gasped, “why haven't you started the dinner?” “How do you expect me to start, mum,” snapped the indignant [rish woman, “when there ain't one thing in this house to cook!" (To Be Contineud To-Morrow,) (Copyright, 1940, by the Bell Bradicate, Tne) gone in for similar economy meas- ures. It was a slogan that started this Nation in 1775. “No taxation with- out representation” was the way we slipped it to England. Today Con- aress gives us representation ani taxation too! You can’t ask for more than that. The country now needs relief. Money Is tighter than a debutante’s skirt, Cotton is worthless except for a boll weevil's breakfast, Auto tires aren't worth the air to blow ‘em up with, Business has skidded and can- cellations clog the horizon of com- merce. Verbal contracts aren't worth the paper they're written on, This Nation needs a dose of sul- phur and molasses, It needs a tonic to build it up. Recognizing the ne- cessity of helpful and constructive legislation, Congress has given swift attention to the following matters: 1, Congressmen must be allowed to send telegrams collect from any of- fice where the Morse code is the na tive language. The Government will pay the bills or Congress will get frothed up. 2. Graeco-Roman baths have been restored to the Senate so the new Administration can get away to « clean start, 3. A measure has been introduced to forestall a cut in the franking privilege, 4. The House restaurant must re- vise the price of beans and beef stew. 6. Additional seeds will be provid- ed Congressmen to send to the yaps back home. Other relief measures are prom- SCIENCE NOTES. WITZBRLAND 1s believed to have a greater propor- tion of deaf mutes than civilized nation, each 100,000 other 245 to any about residen elsewhere in Europe in America, compared with 19 and 68 ised by Congress to supplement these emergency moves. It shows that Congress's heart The 20-centea-mile buddied ate also sweating over other important measures. Congressman Zimp of Georgia will this week introduce » Dill that is favored by the Anti-tia- loon League and the Sunday School Superintendents’ Picnic Association, — It Is & bill to prevent soap from mak- ing suds and Bermuda onions trom causing a breath. Representative J. Woof Woofus wht present a’ bill bearing on the Bolshevik situation. 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