The evening world. Newspaper, August 5, 1922, Page 14

SHAKES 4 MRS. BOATWRIGHT 1 HANDS. ; RACHEY bowed coldly. 4 Producing an envelope, sald, } “I found this cablegram held for you at Shau T'ing, sir." Brachey took the envelope; stiffly holding it unopened before him For Doane, stood a moment the eyes of these two 1en met. Then Doatie broke the ten- ’ ion he said gruffly earshot wh: “Good morning,”’ nd was out of jarchey uttered the “Thank you." From a distant corner of the und came the fresh voices of young ven—Americans and Australian and nglish—raised in crudely mony. They were singing ionnle Lies Over the Ocean."’ Brachev seemed to be listening. again, abruptly starting inte om, he stepped outside the tent and ted across the courtyard after sigesby Doane, . . . He Until this moment he n two words, * pleasant “My hen, raised envelope assumed that it could bring but ne message to himself and Betty; ut now he knew vividly better. Any hing might have happened. It was inthinkable that he should want the courage to read it. He had foreseen no difficulty, Perhaps if it had me by any other hand than that of rigesby Doane The curse of an active imagination © on him now, and was riding him wildly as ever witch rede a broom- uch The bit of paper in his hand was othing if not the symbol of his terri- failure in the business called liv » had built his work on failure, , inevitably, to build the hap- of himself and Betty on the painful foundation? Even if the hould announce his freedom? he repe aloud the word, “Happiness ?’ these elusive in any sense re- reedom What ngs? Were they were ‘Absolute decree granted you are ree. He ossed it, with its unpunctuated t of words, on the table \ little Inter the habit of meeting ponsibilities that was more strongly tof his nature than in this hour r emotion he knew began to t itself, The strong character that had led him, after all, out to t und to build lis mental house . lonely, the man He looked down at the mud-stained Deliberately, almost painful ly, he shaved and dressed There was, to a man of his stripe just one thing to do; and that thing woing at directly, firmly, Un- it was done he could not so much Ba 18 speak to Betty. Of the outec this effort he had no notion; he was xoing at it doggedly, with his chara tor rather than with his mind Indeed the mind quibbied, ma actured little delays, hinted at « He walked directly to the buildin upied by the Boatwrights; sent card to Mr, Doane lie was shown into the the hinge man writing mM interrupting you,’’ Br imost curtly Vor the fest time Gr Dow 1 glimpse of the man Brachey of yeom, HH aby that all but forbidding fron He 1, kindly enough, “Ob, no, ndeed! Come right in But tis yaghis were afield, or else he wa quickly, achey rearranging them stepped within and closed Here the: these two shut together in a room. It # moment of high tension, doo just, we \ Sit down," sald Dounce stim busy 4 ng himself at the table, but waving : a) Immense hand toward the other mall eha Mul Brachey stood walt- i " in his hand a folded paper. 5 Finally Doane lifted his head wits Wuscue but not unpleasant “Yes, Nrachey for a moment pressed hi lightly together, Mr. Doane," he said then, clipping his words off short, ‘may I first ask you to read this cablegram?” Moane took the paper, started to infold it, but then dropped it on the tulle and stepped forward. “6 R. BRACHEY'—this is what he said, with extraordinary simplicity s f maAnner— a take my hand Brachey gripped the proffered hand id during a brief moment they stood fem BETTY LOANE, daughter of an American missional Frovince of Hansi, China, becorms infatuated on the ship, BY a SAMUEL HLLUSTRATED BY WILL B JOHNSTONE rejoin her father. with JONALHAN BRKACHEY, a distinguished writer, on his way to investigate tumors of Revolution in China, fe and nis wite have parted in lo han Company, he goes there, TWELFTH INSTALMENT WHO'S WHO IN THE STORY. ; at Tainan-tu, ile travelling to Brachey admits he is married, but tells Betty He decides it 1s better not to see her again, but told that | ainan-tu is the centre of the bitter feeling against the foreign Chinese officials take him to the Mission Compound to have him identify himself properly and there he sees Betty At first neither of the two speak, but as he is about to leave he dashes up stairs and whispers a few words to her of the Great Eye Society, This astonishes ELMER BUAI WRIGHT, in charge at the Mission in the absence of ' GRIGGSBY DUANE, Bettys father, who 1s at So T’ung, where Chinese Shan Company. MRS. BOAT WRIGHT, stricc housekeeper of the Com; or “Lookers,” have attacked employees of the Ho und, is told of the meeting hetweei, brachey and Betty and gets from the gitl the admission that she knew Brachey was married. When Mr. Doane returns with news of a mas- sacre of the He Snan Com; cop il apne: at So T’ung Mr. Boatwright tells et him of the affa'r between Brac Lye soldiess are planaing to attack the ['ainan-fu Mission, ey and ty. Doane goes first to see his daughter but lacks the courage to speak to her about Brachey He exacts from Brache leave T’ainan-iu without seeing the girl. Cran, later, however, a promise that he will Doane then starts to walk to Huna In the morning Brachey receives a note from Mk PO, interpreter at the Yamen of Judge Pao telling him that the Great ind that Mr. Doane had been killed. Brachey carries the news to the Mission, but in the face of death, the whites refuse to leave their native converts and girls. Mrs. Boat- wright orders him trom the Mission, and Betty, to the horror of the rest, de- cides to go with him Accompanied by Yang, spendin Brachey's Cl escaping disguised as a muleteer. nese servants Betty and the writer travel toward Ping Mr. Po, the latter and three nights on the road. Betty is ostracised by Mrs. Boatwright and the other women of the mis- sion, the whole mission staff having hurried to the Ho Shan Company's Com- pound at Ping Yang. The Lookers, or Soldiers of the Great Eye society are repulsed at first but soon settled down to a siege of the compound, Eb mer Boatwright 1s awakened to find Griggsby Doane, who had been reported dead, alive, Ping Yang a cablegram addressed to Brachey find the trouble at an end. cablegr REV HENR* and in his room. joane pas-es the Great by Gespatching some telegrams, me e lines and in the village of Shau T'ing, after ts his old friend WITHERY, who hands him among mail for the people at Doane returns to Ping Yang to He goes to Brachey's tent “BRACHEY HANDED THE CABLEGRAM TO GRIGGSBY DOANE.” ward Hrachey n't read it a tremulous littl cr te fr st ying!" The door acher at stopped short; Isiun of ruggled ha de all Before s To the sauenked the mind with M 1, stepy handed her * she said, M the with ohn—l'm iss Hemphill louked = in; then in a sudden con- which tndig ation wilderment for the mick into the he could come down on the Cassin nously, carrying physician's nt we ord ily, come Do you know what-is t Miss Hemphill could ¢ ly, rather ai ned he medicine ca brisk "My here at e mat- ly re gine." an't in Mrs, Boatwright came into the © tien ridor then, followed by Doan Ss Now," said Doune quietly, “sit Walked with firm dignity, her en j down.’ And he read the cablegram, Matic face squarely set. And whe i er some quiet thought he said, Me ush them into the room she ; “Have you come to ask for Betts entered without a word, but remaine rachey bowed his head. near the door The best way, I think, will be to “There has existed among us a ‘tle this thing now.’ Doane ap- &rave misapprehension’’—thus Doano ‘red to be speaking as much to “one in which, unfortunately, 1 himself us to his calle: “Til get have myself lwen more grievously at Iyetty You won't mind waiting?" fault than any of you. T wish, now, t ‘nd he @turned the cablegram and before you all, to acknowledge my ent out of the room. own confusion in this matter, and, je Brachey stared out at the gray til- further, any still ex- The moment was, to him, ter- isting in your * rile. He stood on the threshold of minds Mr, Brachey has es hat strange region of the spirit that tablished the fact that he is eligibl ulled happiness. to become Betty's husband. That be The door, always before closed to ing the case, [can only add that 1 iy im (except the one previous experi shall accep n de my. sdo-in-law 2 ence when it proved but an entry into with pride and satisfaction. He haa }\iterness and desolation) had opened, y {' Himaalt. worthy In every way acre at the last, amazingly, at his of our respect and contide g yuch. And he was afraid to look Mary Cassin 1 t iat It seemed an hour luter when foot- ping quickly f sounded outside, and the outer Lataattary acian) it , © opened. T n th de a, armily to uchey | her and daughter. t was study i ¥ tty, rather white, stood hesitant, Moved pulse hap § ooking from one to the other, De . lest ind just as his da gently protecting arm about 1 Iwi a shoulders happine nd cauglit I haven't told her," be said. “That bot aed y und * for you to do. 1 want you both to "1 | tun he sald i wait while | look for the others." and tears-stood in his eyes as he t Ua Was gone, Belly came slowly sailed on thom—"but now I'm glad Retty, wo are all going to be proud ¢ the man you have chosen, I'm proud of him now."* HE day of sudden and dramatic “ih peace was drawing near its close, Seated on the parapet of rifle pit Betty and Brachey looked out over the red-brown valley. Long, intly purple shadows lay long the hillside and in the deeper hollows, From the compound, half way down the slope, a confusion of Peasant sounds came to thelr ears youthful voices, snatches of song, energetically whistled marel the quaintly plaintive whine — of Chinese wood-winds—while above th roofs of tile and iron within the ree- tangle of wall (that was still topped with brown sandbags) wisps of smoke drifted lazily upward. It seems queer mused he, “sitting here like this, with everything 8O D ful. During the fighting I didn’t feel nervous, but now I start every new sound [ loathed it, t but now, this evening, [miss it, in a aloul way." He gazed moodily down into the whort trench. “Right there,” he said, “young Bartlett was hit.” “And you brought him in under fire Chinaman helped "Oh, it was you.” she sald, “He wouldn't have done it 1 watched from the window.” Her chin was propped on two simull fists; her eyes, reflective, were looking out over the compound and the yalley toward the walled temple on thi opp with tts ornate, curving root little group of trees that were “H've te slope and its misty with young foliage. been think a good deal about that, and some r things. All you there on the ship, about in nee and respon ty I don't believe I care at? sald he quietly John, if you will say st rong things to an impression inland | suppose that's all I to remember Hut then—you can't expect her to forget them vight away His face relaxed Into a faint. fleet- ing smile, But she went earncatly oa ; MERWIN Semen’ ROTHOR OF THE HONEY BEEZTHE ROAD TO FRONTENACTRe, ‘Of course I know it wasn't really long ago. Not if you measure it by weeks. But if you measure it by human experience it was—well, years."” He was sober again; check on hand, gazing out into those lengthen- ing, deepening shadows. “That ‘was what w about, John T felt terribly upset. 1 was blue—I can't tell you! Just the thought of «!l your life meant to you, and how J seemed to be spoiling it A strong hand dréw one of lers down and closed abbut it, ‘I'm going to try to tell you something dear,’ he said, “You thought that what I said to you on the ship was an expression of real philosophy of life.’" “But what else could it have been, John?" “It was just a chip—right here."’ He raised her hand and with it patted his shoulder. ‘It was what I tried for years to believe, I was bent on believing it. You know, Betty, the thing we assert most positively {sn't our real faith. We don't have to as- sert that. It's likely to be what we're trying to convince ourselves of. ; I'm just beginning to understand that, fast la since you came into my life—and during the fighting. I had to bolster myself up in the faith that a man can run away, live alone, be it seemed to be the only on which I, as I was, could deal with cause basis life. The only way I could get on at all, Hut you see what happened to me, Life followed me and finally caught me, away out here in Chi No, you can't get away from it. You n't live selfishly, It won't work. We're all in together. We've got to think of the others. Vm like a beginner now—going te school to life, T don't even know what I be lieve, Not any more. [’'m—I'm eager to learn, from day to day. The only thing I'm sure of"? . he turned, spoke with breathless awe in his ve that T love you, dear, That's the foundation on which my life has got to be built, It's my religion, I'm afraid."’ ITTY'S eyes filled; her little hut she didn't speak then. The shadows stretched further and further along the hillside. luge orange dise, descending ¢ coppery strips of shining — elo touched the rim of the western hills, sid smoothly, slowly down behind them, leaving a glowing vault of gold The sun, a and rose and copper overhead and a luminous haze in the valley. Off to the eastward, towan Shau Ting and th Southern W sinuously for and out of the around the rumbling ruins of the HW (which still winds hundreds of miles in leys and over and hills), the tumbling masses of upheaved rock and loess were deeply purple against a lumin- ous eastern sky. “Will you let me travel with you, John? I've thought that I could draw while you write, Maybe I could even help you with your books. It wot be wonderful — exploring — stran places. I'd like to go down through Yunnan, and over the border into Siam and Assam and the Durmah country, I've been reading about it, sitting in the hospital at night." here would be privation—and ors, I don’t ecare,* You wouldn't be “Not with you. And if—it thing happened to you, Ud we co, too. ina 108 Ve other f afraid?” nt to course, the problems oming Up, Don't think, I'm altogether — impractical, dear” What are fou thinking of?! She hesitated, “Children, John 1 know we shan't eith of us be sat- istied to live just for our happiness im cach oth I couldn't help think ing about that, watehing you hee, during the sieg No, we shan't The Re nd Henry Withery came in that night, on a Shiusgy Manchu pony, with his Ineage behind on a cart, And late the following afternoon a wedding took place at the resid A great event was made of it by the young people of the compound, ‘The hills were searched tor flowers. A »peared prevented headach surprising array of presents Als. Boatwright trom attending by as was but her hustand, at the last moment, came. The other ‘Tainan folk were th Mis Exeelleney, Pao Ting Chuan. with fifteen ultendant mandarins, in full official costume, among whom was Mr Sui-an, lent the color of Oriental splendor lo the oceasion. His Ixcelleney'’s gift was a necklace of jade with a pendant of ancient worked gold, Withery perfotmed the ceremony. and Griggsby Doane gave the bride. The young cou ere leaving in the morning for Pekin the groom purposed con: wt which eity nuing for the Present his study of the elements of Unrest in China, Directly after the wedding and r ception « remarkably cliborate dinner was served in 0) se dining-room A\t dusk, after the talking machine had been turned on and the many young men Were dancing enthusiast cally with the few young women, the newly wedded eouj ipped out and walked down to the gute Here, outside in tho purple shadows, they waited until man appeur- ed, dressed in knickerhookers, a knap sack on his hock and a weatherbeaten vld walking s hand. The bride chur to him for a long moment, ‘The rung his hand Then the two stood, arm in arm, fooking after him as he descended to the highroad and strode firmt Ndly eastward, disappearing in the village and reappearing on the slop. bey wavin final farewell with stick and cap y dimly they could see him—just tw ! stepped through the old nie arell the top of the hil THE END, Copyright, 4H: Vhe Hell Syndicate, THE EVENING WORLD, SATURDAY, AUGUST 5, 192%. Abe Potash Celebrates His 55th Birthday With Pleasant Thoughts Over Reaching the Presi- dency of the United States. The Parthers Have Some Opinions for Writers Who Have Lots to Say About the Menace of the Foreign Element. By Montague Glass. Mawruss, | am ‘cc ELL, fifty-five years old to- day, and if | am any different from the way | psed to was twenty years ago, Maw- russ, | give you my word and honor tha I don't notice it,” Abe Potash de- | clared last week. Perlmutter agreed, “which getting old is like getting bald, Abe; it's gradual and painless and it ain't ull the last few hairs and the last few years starts to go that we be- gin to notice them enough to worry about hanging onto them.” “Say! What with flu epidemic automobiles and European wars laying for him, Mawruss, anybody who is going te worry about how many years he’s got left to live, y'understand, might just so well start to lay awake nights over it at the age of twenty-one as the age of fifty-five,” Abe declared. “So the thing for me to do, Maw- russ, is not to figure on what can happen to a man after he gets fifty- five years old the way the doctors fig- ure of the insurance compantes’ actu- ies figure, bat to be an optician and look on the bright things that can happen to me after fifty-five. Take, for example, being President of the United States, Mawruss, and that ain't happened to practically one President until he reached fifty-five or thereabouts."* “Well, ot course, T don't want to be a kill-joy on your fifty-fifth birth day or anything, Abe, but at the sum time if you are celebrating to any ex nutter of the United States.” ON THE OPPORTUNITIES OF THE FOREIGN BORN 66 N looking over the names of our Presidents there ain't heen any I considerable amount of them which ended in owitz or itsky.” “Along about that time they would be electing Presidents in rotation—one year an Italian, the next a Greek and so on.” Cm “Outside of New York, Chicago and some other big cities, if a Jugo- Slob oder a Polak didn't know enough English to order food in a res- Ms, taurant, he could starve to death.” “They are like some people which insult you over the telephone, but have got better sense and better manners than to do it to your face.” “I am fifty-five years of age but it will make my fifty-fifth Mrtiday more cheerful to kid myself into thinking that Abe Potash, born in Russland, hi got a show to be President tent on the chance that you would still be President of the United States, Abe, I would think twice before I used up my last pint of prescription rye if I was you," Morris said ‘Oh, I don't know," Abe sald, “Certainly, I appreciate that thero ain't been ne Presidents of the nited States which was born and raised in Russland, Mawruss, and in looking over the names of our Pres- idents, Mawruss, there ain't been any considerable amount of them which ended in owitz or itsky. But I'ye been reading a whole lot in the magazines and papers lately, articles by people which is awful scared that in a few year: y seven or eight at the most, Mawruss—the Houses of Congress would begin holding their sessions in the Jugo- Slob language on Mondays, Italian on Tuesdays, Japanese on Wedn day Pol Thursdays, Arable on Mamaloschen on hh on Fridays and urdays. LEAVE SMITH, JONES OUT OF CABINET. Inglish language will be used sold t ake on the Fourth of and Decoration Day, but none of the inhabitants of this coun- try will by*that time understand what is being said, there will be at bunch of interpreters on hand, “So therefore, Mawruss,” Abe con tinned, “the that along about that time they would be elgct- dents in/rotation—one year an, the next a Greek and so ‘understand, and maybe when the and-so-forths get reached, Umight ces is still be in the running uu ocan't tell.”* And when did you read all this meshuggeneh nonsense, Abe?’ Morris asked. “What do you mean—meshugzeneh nonsense?” Abe demanded, “A fell by the name of William Allen White wrote for several pages an article only a couple of weeks ago where far as T could see, Mawruss, he didn't have no hope but what the next Cabinet would be something like this already: President Rocco Zampaione Vice President Pananos Papadopolis Secretary of State Harris Margonisky Secretary of War Kato Morimura And you could fill ont the other names “Paint the Town Red” or Orange and Keep Its Criminality Down;- Colors Affect —<+ or Create Moods Cheery Yellow Cures Morbidness, Says Writer on Color Psychology; Green Cures Tiredness, Rose Begets Joy, Blue * The discussed and tuct that colors produce redisoussed by many columns during the past few months. Ethel Carpenter, in a recent ma of colors in this way: pondent ang inclined you “Tf you are to be morbid, require cheery yellow.”’ plenty of happy, ou are UNambitious or phil matic, you require the tonie notes of brilliant red,’ “If you are impulsive, nervous, in clined to be irritable or excitable, you should calm yourself with bluc If you are overworked and weary envelop your tized nerves in restiul leaf green.”” “Ir you are lacking in purpose a bit lazy, try some glorio a Spur to endeavor ‘And if you are perturbed In spirit anil orang perple upset—steady and calm yourself with quieting stretches ot wistaria, mauve or heliotrope.”’ “Rose color, unlike its parent, red is the color of joy, and ranks with yellow in its happir and che having, however, a somewhat mo tender quality of appeal." ‘The advice of Edith Carpenter thar nge should be used as a spur to i ndeavor is in tune with the su tion of Rudolph Schaetter of the © fornia School of Mine Arts, that prisoner discharged would not brought Iuck for a second offen his cell was painted a bright o Phe criminal wou automatics lose his criminal instinets if the wall of his cell were painted a bright orange, a sunkist ue given to the prison walls, and a nice bright suit of the same color presented to him ins the sombre gray sald Schaeffer. “1 should sugyest the use of orenge io criminal surrounding different effects on the students ot 't Restores Humor. beholder has beer » subject in Their comments are newspaper very interesting, azine article, explained the meanings is a color that radiates “Colors produce emotion," he con- inued, “and gray and drab colors ae very baud for eriminals who aren't inclined to be naturally in # cheerful frame of mind while in the peniten- tary, Iurthermore, I believe we would have less crime if our stree ind buildings were of brighter, more cheerful colors Come on, let us paint ‘he town Hurtzman also believes that there is a color, if it can be found, that will soothe the most violent of tempers, Amen! May it be found! Miss Beatrice Irwin has become such a student of color that she has been led to write a book on the sub: ject, In her book, “The New Selence A Color, sho discusses the various ures adapted to nervous and blood u 5 * is such a practical thing, though we usually think of it as merely ornamental s writes, “Greens, hues and rods have the lost wonderful healings properties, and combinations of these in the filter system of lighting is ve sible f vellef in eyestrain, insomnia and ner vous zue, Mindi in labovators tests show color can be made a pre ventive, that it can be made effective n health building, where formerly it is only effective or appealing to our sense of the beauttful, ‘The under nding of color has practical bear- ing on our work, our homes, public Vulldings, gardens, apparel and rela- ips. It can yield bodily healing, ntrol and a subtler range of mental emotons. to suit yourself, Mawruss, except that you couldn't on no account use the get names Smith, Jones, Brown or Rob- “And do you actually belleve such Morris asked. “Say! Who am I that I should oder Mawruss?"” “I read all these here articles by this hundreds writers which I know are smart fel- They give the figures to prove it and so therefore 1 take their word for it.’ “But don't you know that seventy years ago in this country there was a of fanatics which were called Know Nothing Party, also wrote articles and gave figures to prove that by 1900 the whole coun- try would be filled with foreigners?” “Ard you know as well lunacy, Abe lers, Mawruss. Morris said. Philadelphia, some other big cities, if a Jugo-Slob or a Polak didn’t know enough Eng- ‘SAY SEVEN OR EIGHT AT THE MOST, MAWRUSS, THE OF CONGRESS WOULD BEGIN HOLDING THEIR SESSIONS IN THE JUGO-SLOB LANGUAGE ON MONDAYS.” stand, he could could find any one who un- ead even 's neither here nor there with les about America becoming i said. 1850 had hard tu Kk with their prophe- 11 them fellers of the Know ceded in getting the a few poor foreigners, that some of the foreigners which es capeg. getting hung at that time got to Americanized FOURTH OF JULY THE CZAR'S BIRTHDAY. them children is their turn getting excited by the prophecies of the In fact, Mawruss, som howlers themselves is “And to-day calamity whieh had the hung by them Know Nothingers. blame them chil- . becoming so fust-dyed-in-the-wool Americans, can good luck not “Certainly wot writers cl; 48 and institutions |. them second genera tion *foreigners, and seneration foreigners, they don't have even an inkling of the toms of America prding to them ar when you and m a reason for ¢ s for the laws and cus- and, we live even though years in this country iy our case before him you Fourth of July is the ( birthday or and that se wenld much prefer to be living over ua, thoy are ‘ke some people which here under the laws of Russland and shaken down by Grand Dukes, Governors and Cossacks, than to live under the laws of a land where every- body is as good as everybody else an® chotzig a@ little better “They must be crazy—them article writers," Morris observed. Yot intentionally they ain't,” Abe “They talk and write them- selves into the things they believe about foreign-born Americans like you and me, Mawruss, whereas if they was to meet us personally, Mawruss, they would be willing to admit that, of course, you and mo could appreciate American institu- tions and American ideas “If they was also to meet person- ally all the otler millions of foreign Abe asked. of other said. and they born Americans like you and me, Mawruss, they would be also willing outside of New York, to admit that them other millions Chicago, and could appreciate such ideas and in itutions too, Mawru “But when they write articles about HOUSES restaurant, insult you over the telephone, Moos tarve to death russ, but have got better sense and better manners than to do it to your as the Jugo-Slob or facc ‘ ‘ it's impossible that them writers should meet all of ua is making Amer * Morris said They going to do about it sof "I guess all we could do ts to like them articles which insults us, also contain the words, “Present Company Excepted,’ nd that they don't apply to us per- ly, Mawruss, but to other for- eign-born Americans who are being spoken about unbeknownst behind their backs, Mawruss, and therefore didn't feel sore about it,” Abe said, So therefore, Mawruss, I am going al them articles just as though I actually believed them, Lam going to take Mr, White's word for it and all them other arti writers’ words for it that the Anglo-Saxons in this coun- try are going to be swamped by the Jugo-Slobs and the others, Mawruss, although just between you and me, ins personal! » what are ¥ howle intentions, best they enough so their fault be married howl- of them Y'understand, I don’t believe it for a minute. I am fifty-five years of age foreigners @nd I've got more sense—I hope— to get but it will make my fifty-fitth birth. “day more ful to kid myself into thinking that Abe Potash, born in Russland, his got a show to be Presi- dent of the United States, and I don't give a nickel what you or any other foreign-born American thinks about my prospects.” “but the old eae “Wouldn't it help to make your disap. Dirthday just as happy if you wag ¢ satisfied to 1 yourself into believing first that you ec) be Postmaster Gen instead of I'csident?"’ Morris sald, "Why should I stop at being Post~ master General when I've got @ writers, Chance to muke @ mind bet of a mil- ha lion to one that I'm going ‘to be lawsuit against a cus- resident?" Abe der so much _ “Because if you wa ign-born we are al- Postmaster General, Morris of Said, “you could ke away the second » go round trying to class privileges from all them news- “emstyo the }apers and magazines which prints wo Passland erticles insulting the tureign-bora American citizens." believe or “L wouldn't do that for the world, and me ar's Mawruss. The people of this counts iy cao sensible to be affected one wu or tus other by them. And besides “* Abe concluded, "I enjoy readin, them." (Copyright, 1922, by Wee Pall Syndtanee en hearts, we